love you slowly

Chapter 17

"Why don't you talk?" Lu Zhiyuan looked at Meng Annan who was very quiet beside him.

Meng Annan walked with his head down, raised his eyelids, glanced at Lu Zhiyuan, and said, "Why are you hiding your notes?"

Lu Zhiyuan stopped and looked at Meng Annan in a daze without speaking, and Meng Annan also stopped and looked at him, the two just stood by the side of the road one after the other and looked at each other.

Suddenly the cell phone rang and broke the suffocating quiet atmosphere, Lu Zhiyuan took out the ringing cell phone from his pocket and looked at it, his mother called.

"Hey, Mom."

"Okay, I see."

"Don't worry, I won't starve myself."

Lu Zhiyuan hung up the phone and sighed unconsciously.

Seeing that he hung up the phone, Meng Annan looked sullen, and asked concerned: "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that my mother said she was going on a business trip for a few days, so she put money at home for me to go out for dinner. But I don't really want to go out to eat, it's not delicious at all. "

"Would you like to come to my house for dinner?" Meng Annan said suddenly.

Lu Zhiyuan opened his mouth and wanted to agree, but he hesitated when he thought about the question Meng Annan asked him just now. If Meng Annan remembered and asked him again later, how should he answer?What if Meng Annan realized that this behavior was strange and had a different opinion of him?

For a moment, Lu Zhiyuan was at war between heaven and man, and the answer to go and not to go was fighting desperately in his mind, and finally "not to go" prevailed.

He smiled and said, "No need. You can eat whatever you want these days, and let's talk about how troublesome it is to go back and forth."

Meng Annan frowned. With Lu Zhiyuan's laziness and trouble-free personality, he really didn't just talk about eating whatever he wanted. He must eat something to fill his stomach by then.But thinking of Lu Zhiyuan's disgusting stomach, Meng Annan's brows never relaxed.

"Then just pack some clothes and go to sleep at my house for the next few days, and I will take care of your food." Meng Annan looked at Lu Zhiyuan and said.

Lu Zhiyuan's eyes widened, his eyebrows raised, and his mouth opened wide as if he had heard some important news.

"what?"

"Ah what, are you going?" Meng Annan squeezed Lu Zhiyuan's chin and closed his mouth for him.

"It's not suitable." Lu Zhiyuan said in a difficult way.

Oh, it's difficult to say, but in fact Lu Zhiyuan's heart has already shown the momentum of huge waves and volcanic eruptions. If it wasn't for the only remaining face that was relentlessly pulling his hair, Lu Zhiyuan might have agreed on the spot!

Meng Annan patted his forehead and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Anyway, there are only me and my dad in my family, and you've seen my dad too."

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the smile on Meng Annan's face, and he was shaken. Rather than being tormented by maddening anxiety in an empty house, he might as well go to Meng Annan's side, at least he would feel safe .

The face that swears to stick to its mission to the death thought: It's over!It's saying goodbye!

There was only a "pia chirp" sound in the void, that face, it, fell and never got up again.

"Okay." Lu Zhiyuan said, "It's troublesome."

"When is your mother going out?" Meng Annan asked.

Lu Zhiyuan said: "Today."

"Okay. Then I'll accompany you home to pack your things, and then go to my house." Meng Annan grabbed Lu Zhiyuan's schoolbag and carried him quickly to the bus stop.

Lu Zhiyuan: "??!!" Why is this person more anxious than him?You got the wrong script! ?

When Lu Zhiyuan brought Meng Annan in, there was no one in the house, and there were several bright red hundred-yuan bills on the table, it seemed that his mother had already left.

"I'm going to pack my clothes, you sit down for a while." Lu Zhiyuan poured a glass of water for Meng Annan and put it on the table, then turned and went into his room.

Meng Annan sat on the sofa for a while, listening to the rustling sound of clothes being packed in the room, he stood up and walked towards the source of the sound.

Meng Annan walked around the room and stopped beside the bedside table. He picked up the photo frame on it, which was far away from his childhood.With red lips and white teeth, she was very happy to be held in the middle by her father and mother.

"This is a photo of me when I was eight years old." Lu Zhiyuan suddenly stood behind Meng Annan and said.

Meng Annan put down the photo and turned around to look carefully at Lu Zhiyuan.

Lu Zhiyuan blinked back and looked at him defensively, "What are you doing?"

"You don't seem to have changed much, you still look silly like you did when you were a child." Meng Annan said.

Lu Zhiyuan stopped doing it when he heard it!WTF?What do you mean he is still as stupid as when he was a child! ?

He leaped on a flat ground and rushed towards Meng Annan in a straight line. To be honest, a shrew with that vigor couldn't beat him.

While guarding against Lu Zhiyuan's claws, Meng Annan was thrown backwards by him. His foot hit the edge of the bed and fell down accidentally, taking Lu Zhiyuan on his body with him.

Lu Zhiyuan suddenly lost his center of gravity and hugged Meng Annan tightly reflexively.

Hearing a "boom", the mattress was shaken by the collision between the two, Lu Zhiyuan lay on Meng Annan's body and still hugged him with both hands, and Meng Annan was also tightly protecting the person on his body with both hands at this time.

The two lay on the bed in such a quiet way and hugged each other for a long time. Lu Zhiyuan looked at Meng Annan without blinking, his gaze slipped from his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose and then to his rosy lips. His line of sight finally stopped here.

Lu Zhiyuan swallowed uncontrollably, his Adam's apple slipped and even made a "grunt" sound, he stared at the tightly closed rosy lips, and a thought frantically flashed in his mind: kiss!

Just when Lu Zhiyuan was about to lose control of his defense and was about to kiss him, Meng Annan rolled over and pressed Lu Zhiyuan under him, and put his palm on Lu Zhiyuan's eyes.

Meng Annan got up and half-kneeled on the edge of the bed, his chest and abdomen heaved deeply and shallowly, his breathing was a little short, his brows were furrowed as if he was trying to restrain himself.However, one hand tightly covered Lu Zhiyuan's eyes.

Lu Zhiyuan's vision was obstructed and he struggled to wriggle his body, waving his hands up and down indiscriminately and inadvertently brushing Meng Annan's thighs repeatedly.

"Don't move!" His voice was hoarse.With one hand, he clamped the two inseparable hands and placed them on Lu Zhiyuan's chest.

Lu Zhiyuan's hands were restrained, his sight was blocked, and he didn't know why for a while.He could only hear the deep or heavy breathing sounds in the quiet and unusual room. Gradually, the breathing frequency gradually stabilized.

Meng Annan let go of Lu Zhiyuan, fell to the side and lay down on the bed with him, Lu Zhiyuan felt a little uncomfortable when his eyes suddenly became bright, so he blinked.After I got used to it completely, I stared at the ceiling above my head for a while.

After a while, he turned his head and looked at Meng Annan, who was standing in a daze like him, and said, "You're hard."

His tone was very calm as if he was talking about what I had for dinner tonight.

Meng Annan was still seriously dumbfounded and didn't speak.

Lu Zhiyuan moved closer, shoulder to shoulder and leg to leg with Meng Annan, and repeated what he said just now: "You are hard."

Meng Annan's eyes finally moved, and he turned his head to look at Lu Zhiyuan as well. Their heads were very close, as if Lu Zhiyuan could get closer and kiss Meng Annan's mouth as he wished.

"So?" Meng Annan said.

Lu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after a long time, no word came out.

Suddenly Meng Annan sat up, and Lu Zhiyuan could only see his back while lying down.

"It's normal for boys to fight and fight," he said.

Lu Zhiyuan also propped up his body and sat side by side with Meng Annan. He seemed to understand and didn't seem to understand and only said: "Oh."

From Lu Zhiyuan's house to the subway, the two of them were surprisingly silent, even Lu Zhiyuan, who was always talkative, didn't say a word, let alone Meng Annan, who was always talkative.

There were a lot of people in the carriage, Lu Zhiyuan and Meng Annan were standing shoulder to shoulder in the corner, surrounded by people who had just got off work, everyone's faces were more or less restless, and they seemed to be in the corner. The two of them are a bit out of tune.

Because at this time the expressions of the two were surprisingly consistent: no expression!

It's not surprising that Meng Annan is like this, but Lu Zhiyuan, who used to be full of expressions and could make a set of emoticons, became uncharacteristically cold.

How strange!

After getting off the subway, the two walked towards the bus station one after the other, with Lu Zhiyuan in front and Meng Annan behind.

Suddenly Lu Zhiyuan, who was walking ahead, stopped and turned to look at Meng Annan.

Meng Annan didn't know, so he also stopped, staring blankly at the distance.

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, you cook for me." Lu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Seeing the familiar smile reappearing on Lu Zhiyuan's face, Meng Annan's tense nerves relaxed, and he walked forward, his cold expression seemed to be infected by Lu Zhiyuan, and also tainted with a smile.

He said, "Okay, I'll do it for you."

The two went around the supermarket to buy some ribs and vegetables, and it was already dark when they got home.

When Meng Huaicheng looked up from his novel, he saw two figures standing at the door. His son was carrying a bag of vegetables, and Lu Zhiyuan next to him was holding his son's schoolbag and standing beside him obediently.

He felt in a daze that this scene was surprisingly harmonious, and he had the illusion that his son was leading his wife home.

Meng Annan took a pair of slippers for Lu Zhiyuan, turned around and called out to Meng Huaicheng who was in a daze: "Dad! Why are you in a daze?"

Meng Huaicheng came back to his senses and quickly smiled and said, "Zhiyuan, I'm finally willing to come and play."

Lu Zhiyuan put on his slippers, walked to Meng Huaicheng, bent over and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"Do you want to disturb me or not? You can't be so polite anymore. You can come whenever you want to play in the future." Meng Huaicheng pulled Lu Zhiyuan to sit on the sofa.

Meng Annan went into the kitchen with vegetables, and came out with a plate of washed fruits after a while, "You guys eat some fruits first, I'll cook."

Meng Huaicheng glanced at Meng Annan who was working hard in the kitchen, then smiled and said to Lu Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, how did you meet Annan?"

Lu Zhiyuan poked a strawberry with a toothpick and handed it to Meng Huaicheng. He said, "I just transferred here. At that time, I couldn't understand anything in math class, so I asked Meng Annan, and then he taught me half the class. The topic, and then I got to know it like that.”

Meng Huaicheng smiled unclearly, so he glanced at Meng Annan, who was busy in the kitchen, and said to Lu Zhiyuan, "You know what? My son, don't say that he is willing to give a lecture to others, but just say a word to others. I think it's a lot of effort, so I think it's incredible that he can become friends with you and bring you home."

Lu Zhiyuan heard the "Zi La" sound of oil boiling coming from the kitchen, he said with a smile: "Probably, it's a predestined relationship."

As they talked, Meng Annan had already prepared the meal. He brought out the dish and said, "It's time to eat."

Lu Zhiyuan got up and helped Meng Annan bring out the dishes that hadn't been served yet and put them on the table one by one, as well as the bowls and chopsticks.

Meng Huaicheng turned the wheelchair to the dining table and greeted them, "Hurry up and eat."

Meng Annan put the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of Lu Zhiyuan, "You just said you want to eat."

Lu Zhiyuan put a piece of spare ribs into his mouth, and he couldn't help sighing: Meng Annan's cooking is delicious!

"Delicious!" He said with a thumbs up.

Meng Huaicheng glanced at Meng Annan and said deliberately: "I said yesterday that I wanted to eat twice-cooked pork, why didn't you make it for me?"

After hearing this, Lu Zhiyuan also looked at Meng Annan.

Meng Annan faced two pairs of piercing eyes looking at him. One pair of eyes secretly suppressed that it was his father's, and the other pair of eyes was purely curious. The wide eyes made people look stupid.

He sighed and looked at his father and said, "It's not like you don't know that you have high blood pressure and can't eat fat."

His father said to Lu Zhiyuan as if complaining: "Look at him, he is stubborn. I told him that he would be fine after a meal or two, but he didn't listen."

Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing when he heard Meng Huaicheng's childish accusation, but this time he was on Meng Annan's side.

"He's still thinking about your health. It's always good for your health to eat less fat and more vegetables." After he finished speaking, he picked up a chopstick of celery for Meng Huaicheng and put it in a bowl, "Come, I'll eat vegetables with you. "

Meng Huaicheng looked at the green celery in the bowl, sighed and said, "Okay! If you don't eat fatty meat, don't eat fatty meat. I'm not listening."

Meng Annan looked helplessly at the picture of "a loving father and a filial son", and he couldn't help feeling that his own son seemed superfluous.

At this moment, a chopstick of celery suddenly appeared in Meng Annan's bowl. He looked up at Lu Zhiyuan where he had just stretched his chopsticks back, with a look of confusion on his face.

"You eat with me too." Lu Zhiyuan said.

Looking at the two expectant faces opposite, Meng Annan sighed and resigned himself to picking up the bowl, but the curved corner of his mouth betrayed him.

After cleaning up after eating, Lu Zhiyuan began to worry about where to sleep.

"Should I sleep on the sofa?" Lu Zhiyuan stood in the living room and looked around for a week. Meng Annan's house only had two bedrooms.

"You sleep with me." Meng Annan said.

Lu Zhiyuan was stunned for a while, and the hands hanging on both sides couldn't help but grasp the material of the trousers tightly, suppressing the dark tide in his heart, and forced himself to say calmly, "Can you sleep?"

Meng Annan looked at Lu Zhiyuan amusedly and said, "What? Are you going to dance on it? The bed in my room is more than enough for the two of us."

Lu Zhiyuan stayed in place for a long time without moving a step, and it took him a long time to force out a voice: "Oh."

"Go take a shower first, I have prepared towels and toothbrushes for you," Meng Annan said.

Lu Zhiyuan finally moved his body, he nodded and said: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he went to take his own change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. If you look closely, you will find that Lu Zhiyuan's walking posture is a bit strange, it seems to be a bit smooth, and his steps seem to be a little flustered.