[Network] friend of friend

Chapter 54 Long live understanding

Even the eloquent He Jing couldn't convince the stubborn Lu Ziqi, and in the end he sat pitifully alone in front of the computer with popcorn in his arms, trying to fake the atmosphere of a movie theater.

Lu Ziqi went back to his place alone, and looked at the blood-stained sheets and pillows in the washbasin with a headache. Such traces would definitely not be clean when thrown into the washing machine. He took off his coat and started washing.

This bed sheet was bought by Baimeng on a whim before, so I would really hate to ruin it like this.

Lu Ziqi treats everything that is labeled as Baimeng with great care, but he doesn't treat his most important self well.

If Bai Meng was here, he would definitely be very sad.

Just like the days when the two were together.

Time seemed to turn back to the time before autumn, the scorching sun and the never-ending hot wind, the two equally energetic destroyed their last bed sheet.

Bai Meng, who was idle at home, looked at the sheets floating around outside, thought for a moment, clicked on Taobao, and typed "sheets" in the search bar.

This search took one afternoon, and the search content also jumped from bed sheets at the beginning to sex toys.

But until there was a movement outside the door, Bai Meng still didn't buy anything.

When Lu Ziqi came back from class, the first thing he did was to put away the magnificent army of sheets outside, opened the door fumblingly, and entered the house with them.

Bai Meng still sat in his old seat, staring at the computer without moving.

"What are you doing?" Lu Ziqi asked, put down the things in his hand without complaint, and moved closer.

Bai Mengyan quickly forked off the webpage, but Lu Ziqi still caught a glimpse of the content on it, and shouted out in a fuss: "Love—interest—use—"Pin——!

Before he could utter the last word, Bai Meng covered his mouth and was crushed into the pile of sheets.

"What's your name?" Bai Meng looked at him with a frown, and there was a suspicious look on his face.

Lu Ziqi "uh" in surprise for a long time, and suddenly blushed under the man's gaze.

Bai Meng let go of his hands, and touched his face instead, and then went down and down, and finally just touched his face with both hands.

After touching and touching, the two touched each other again.

After they feel comfortable, all the sheets that have just been dried have to be washed.

Lu Ziqi clearly remembered how he washed the sheets with a bitter face, and also remembered that those sheets were actually cleaned up by Bai Meng in the end.

Even when the man in his family washes the sheets, his face is expressionless, but he looks like he is tending a work of art.

Lu Ziqi, who was just watching and not helping, suddenly wondered narcissistically, whether he also had such a seductive look when touching him.

Afterwards, Bai Meng bought bed sheets from the Internet, which was delivered the next day with the first-class express delivery, which saved the two from the embarrassment of having a bed to sleep but no bed sheets.

The blood spread in the water, Luzi was still injured on his shoulder, did not dare to use force, just gently rubbed the sheet, the sadness in his heart spread with the water waves in the basin, I don't know if it was because of the stained sheet, or because of the distant people who go.

It was almost winter, the water was extremely cold, and my hands felt a slight tingling.

Lu Ziqi raised his hand to look, and found a chilblain on his little finger.

He glanced at the washing machine on one side again, thinking that it should be able to be washed clean by throwing it in now, so he stuffed all the wet sheets into it, pressed the start button, and then stood aside and stared in a daze.

Bai Meng doesn't like to do housework. Except for cooking occasionally when he is interested, he doesn't do much other work, so the whole room has become a contract area with all means.

Lu Ziqi has been a health committee member since he was a child.

Although the committee member sounds nice, it is not easy at all to do it.The other committee members are in charge of directing with arms crossed, but Lu Ziqi is a down-to-earth and hard-working type, who pays attention to doing things by himself, and has worked very hard to serve the students for many years.

I didn't expect to start this job again after four years of emptying out of college, and I did it without complaint or regret.

Every time he helped Bai Meng wash his underwear, Lu Ziqi would always have strange thoughts like 'So a perfect person like Bai Meng also wears underwear', and then he laughed and rubbed the underwear more and more happily.

So Bai Meng's clothes always tore very quickly.

This mode of getting along has been maintained until the end of autumn.

One day, Bai Meng, who was looking at stocks online as usual, suddenly got up and walked over, squatting in front of Lu Ziqi, and picked his soaked red paws out of the water.

Lu Ziqi looked at him, then at the half-washed laundry, wondering, "What's wrong?"

"Don't wash it."

"Ah? It will stink if you don't wash it." Lu Ziqi struggled for his hand, but did not let go, "Loose."

Bai Meng grabbed it and refused to let it go, with an expression on his face that he was going to die, "I'll wash it."

Lu Zi was happy, and rushed to Bai Meng to flick the bubbles on his hand, "Did your nerves go wrong?"

"Don't play." Bai Meng frowned unhappily, took a towel aside and wiped his hands carefully.

Both hands were flushed red from the cold, Bai Meng pinched and rubbed them distressedly, put them to his mouth and blew air to warm them up for a while, and then drove all the roads that got in the way to the computer.

Lu Ziqi sat on the chair and turned his head to look at the delicate flower in his house doing laundry for a while. He didn't turn his gaze to the computer until his eyes were tired.

The dialogue box between Bai Meng and He Jing is still open.

Lu Ziqi sneaked another glance at Jiaohua, clicked on the chat history and started peeping.

Quiet and quiet: Meng Gong Meng Gong Meng Gong Meng Gong

Mengbai:?

Quietly: I discovered a secret!

Mengbai:?

Quietly: Ever since you moved into Lu Shou's place with a sly face and a half-pushed half-push, your bed sheets have never stopped!There are 3 colors in total!Take turns every day!Never stop!Fly every day!

Quietly: On behalf of the girls in the group, I would like to say hello to you, old man, and by the way, let me say a word—Meng Gong is mighty!

Quietly: Road pinched?

Mengbai: laundry

Quietly: I'm actually washing the sheets, right?

Mengbai: clothes

Quietly: Yours or his?

Mengbai: mine and his

Quietly: Hey, good wife and mother.On behalf of the girls in my group, please convey a word to Lu Shou—Lu Shou has worked hard!

Mengbai: yes

Quietly: It turns out that a perfect person like Menggong you also needs clothes~~ This world god is so amazing~~ In fact, you two don’t need to wear clothes at all~~ Anyway, you still have to take off when the time comes~~Why bother? Put it on, take it off, and wash it again~~ Mengbai:  …

Quietly: I will remember to rub Lu Shou's hands for a while, he will have chilblains on his paws, and it is estimated that they will appear soon in the past few days.

This is the end of the chat history.

Lu Ziqi turned his head again while maintaining his chin-supporting posture, looked at Bai Meng fixedly, and smiled with a crooked corner of his mouth.

Bai Meng's brows were furrowed even tighter than at the beginning, as if washing clothes was the most disturbing thing in the world.

Lu Ziqi's smile grew wider, and he didn't go up to help, but sat on a chair and watched him quietly.

From that day on, Bai Meng never asked Lu Ziqi to wash his clothes.

Later, he also got tired of washing, so he simply moved a washing machine back.

The washing machine works well, but the water bill rises rapidly.

Fortunately, Baimeng's stock rose faster than the water bill.

Lu Ziqi smiled to himself, and looked at his hands again.

Unexpectedly, not long after that person left, chilblains developed on his hands.

The machine that was running well suddenly made a "bang", as if it was stuck by something.

Lu Ziqi collected his thoughts, cut off the power, opened the lid of the washing machine, and went in to check it.

The bed sheet was cut in one place, and the cloth strip was just stuck on the roller, and he couldn't pull it out. He couldn't use any force, so he had to use scissors to cut the bed sheet.

A place in my heart seemed to be cut open.

All sweet memories are tinged with sadness.

Lu Ziqi felt uncomfortable, he moved too much, the wound on his shoulder opened a little, and a little blood oozes out.He still tugged at the sheets without heeding, and only sighed when the whole thing came out of the washing machine.

It's really not a good idea to stay alone, it's easy to think wildly.

So, that night, he packed up his things and went home.

Counting it, Lu Ziqi hasn't been home for a long time, and standing at the door of his house, he felt as if he had passed away, and then he thought of Bai Meng again.

Really enough.

Lu Ziqi laughed at himself, took out the key and opened the door.

Wang Manli didn't go to the store today, she was sitting at the dining table having lunch, and she was really surprised to see her son open the door and come in at this time.

"Mom." Lu Ziqi didn't expect his mother to be at home, so he unnaturally put down his hands covering his shoulders, blinked his eyes, and tried to cover up his red eye sockets.

Wang Manli knew at a glance that something was wrong with her son. Although she was worried, she didn't expose it, and welcomed him into the door with a smile as usual.

The mother and son had lunch in harmony.

Wang Manli packed up the dishes, and Lu Ziqi dragged the box into the house.

"Ziqi, where's your friend?" Wang Manli's voice came from the living room, as if she was clearing the dining table, "Why don't you come with me this time?"

Lu Ziqi paused the movements of his hands, and replied in a low voice, "He's going to be a soldier."

"Oh, being a soldier is hard, training people."

Wang Manli originally only asked a simple question, but Lu Ziqi fell silent and began to think about something seriously.

He always thought that as long as he went home, he could temporarily forget about Bai Meng, and the little things they got along with bothered him so much, but he didn't expect that person to have infiltrated every part of his life unconsciously.

It wasn't until now that Lu Ziqi realized that he never liked the life without Bai Meng.

He knew that there must be a reason for Bai Meng to drop out of school to join the army, but he didn't dare to think about it, for fear of finding out that he owed that person too much without realizing it.

The hardships that should have been shared by the two of them were blocked by him alone, just to support him with a windless and rainless sky.

Lu Ziqi silently tightened the clothes in his hands, his heart was clenched because of this possibility, and suddenly he raised his voice and said, "Mom, I'm in love with someone."

"Good thing." Wang Manli's smiling voice came from outside.

"He's a man." Lu Ziqi continued vigorously: "It's the man who came to the house last time, named Bai Meng. We've been together for almost a year." He paused, lowered his head and murmured apologetically One sentence: "Mom, I'm sorry."

This apology contained too much, and also suppressed a lot of deep feelings in my heart.

There was no sound from outside.

Lu Ziqi seemed to have been abandoned, sitting on the bed in a daze, silently put the clothes in his hand back into the suitcase, zipped it up, and was about to get up and go out, when he saw Wang Manli standing at the door as soon as he looked up.

"Mom." Lu Ziqi's eyes were red, and his voice trembled, "I'm sorry."

"If I disagree, will you break up with him?" Wang Manli's voice didn't fluctuate much, and sounded calm.

Lu Ziqi was flustered and uncertain, but he shook his head firmly, "No, I love him, and I won't leave him."

"What if he leaves you?"

Lu Ziqi's face turned pale in an instant, he insisted on suppressing the panic in his eyes, and said stubbornly with his lips pursed: "No, he won't leave me."

Wang Manli walked over helplessly, and sat down beside him, "I know you're not sure, that child hasn't promised you anything yet, but for people like you, even if you make a promise, it's useless."

She hugged Lu Ziqi gently, sighed, and continued: "You have been stubborn since you were a child, and you will not turn back when you decide on something. Mom has no requirements, remember to tell mom about anything that happens, and mom will support you. "

"Mom, do you agree?" Lu Ziqi asked hesitantly, unable to believe that it was resolved like this.

"You followed me through hardships since childhood, and finally found someone who would love you. How could I have the heart to object?" Wang Manli knew very well in her heart, knowing that Ziqi was afraid of her objection, and she was also afraid that she would not understand.

During the few days when Bai Meng lived here, she also saw everything in her eyes. She really had one heart and one heart, and was afraid that he would bump into each other, so she always protected him and let him go.

Both are good children, how could she be willing to torment them.

"I agree." Wang Manli said with a smile, "Remember to bring him back for dinner."

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Ever since he talked to his mother, Lu Ziqi has been as cheerful as picking up money all day long.

The first letter to Bai Meng was born in this mood.

The content is as follows:

After a farewell, the two places love each other. It is only said that it is March and April. Who knows that in May and June, the lyre is unintentionally played, the eight-line script cannot be passed on, the nine-linked ring is broken from it, and the ten-mile long pavilion can be seen through.

Hundred lovesickness, thousands of thoughts, all kinds of helplessness to complain about you, thousands of words and thousands of words can't finish, bored and rely on ten leaning fences, Chongjiu climbs high to see lonely geese, August mid-autumn moon is round and people are not round, July holds candles and asks the sky, June dog days swing Fan my heart is chilling, in May the pomegranates are like fire, but meet the cold rain to water the flowers, in April the loquats are not yet yellow, I want to be distracted by the mirror.

In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March, and the kite string is broken in February. I only hope that person will return soon.

To sum it up in one sentence -

My mom agreed!You hurry back!

PS: I decided to lose weight, come and stop me.

——Lu Ziqi

Two months later, Lu Ziqi received a concise letter from Bai Meng——

Save the meat.

——Bai Meng

Lu Ziqi: "..."

Lu Ziqi, who had already lost weight successfully, looked at the few words on the draft paper with black lines on his face, feeling as if he had been fooled by Bai Meng again.

Fortunately, he deliberately copied such an interesting passage from the Internet, and he really didn't know the sentiment at all.

Lu Ziqi curled his lips unhappily, feeling very upset in his heart, but the movements of his hands were very gentle. He carefully folded the draft paper, stuffed it back into the envelope, and put it neatly in the drawer.

It was the busiest period in the early days of the Chinese New Year, Wang Manli was busy with things in the store, Lu Ziqi completed the tasks assigned by Ye Zhan, stayed at home to buy new year's goods, and also prepared luggage for departure to Baimeng's place on New Year's Day.

He had told his mother about this in advance, but Wang Manli didn't stop her, knowing that Lu Ziqi wanted Bai Meng to think hard, so she let her go after saying a few casual words.

On the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, Lu Zixuan appeared at the door with a disheveled face, startling Lu Ziqi who came to open the door with sleepy eyes.

This is the second time the two have seen each other since they separated over the summer.

Lu Zixuan hugged Lu Ziqi perfunctorily, dragged his bag and walked wearily to the room, he walked in a strange way, limping.

Lu Ziqi's eyelids started to twitch again, moving left and right, it was really torturing.

That night, a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared outside his house.

It was still the door that Lu Ziqi went to open.

The man frowned and looked at him for a while, then asked, "Where's Zixuan?"

"Inside." Lu Ziqi replied in a daze, looking at this man, he looked familiar, but he couldn't say how familiar.

The man walked past him unceremoniously, walked in without even taking off his shoes, and shouted: "Lu Zixuan! Come back with me!"

Then, Lu Zixuan's scream came from inside—"Ah! Help!" and Wang Manli's roar—"Lu Lingcheng! Let him go!"

Lu Ziqi stood at the door in a daze, like a doorman, watching the man walk out again with Lu Zixuan's collar in one hand and his bag in the other.

Before going out, I glanced at him and nodded with satisfaction, "I've grown up too, not bad."

After that, probably a long time later, Lu Ziqi finally figured out that the man he looked familiar with was his father.

No, the attributive in front of this father should be longer.

After seeing his son staring at him covetously for so many years, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, so on a dark and windy night for a month, he came to a bully while drunk His father - Lu Lingcheng.

Of course, these are things for the future.

The most urgent thing for Lu Ziqi is to find Bai Meng.