Dear Mr. Lu

"Go back and pack up, let's go at night."

Lu Chong said this to Zhou Yishan.

Zhou Yishan said coyly, "Sir, just let me stay for a few more days."

"You've said this many times, when did you become Zhou Lai?" Liu Weizhi said with a smile.

"Fatty, why don't you change with me? You go back to Beijing, and I'll stay." Zhou Yishan said angrily.

"No, how do you take care of your husband, you five-year-old and three-year-old?"

"You fat man, you are full of fat, you can neither beat nor tolerate, how can you protect your husband?"

Lu Chong ignored these two guys who were only bickering when they got together, and asked Uncle Ding who was giggling, "Wen Cheng hasn't come back yet?"

"No, when young people go out on a date, they always have to watch a movie or something."

Before he finished speaking, a servant's voice came from the entrance: "Mr. Luo is back?"

Then came the young man's low voice.

Lu Chong felt something was wrong when he heard the voice.

He didn't spend much time at home, and it wasn't always when Luo Wencheng came back from the outside, but the few times he met, the young man was like a gust of wind, blowing in from the outside briskly and brightly. The empty villa seemed to brighten up because of this wind.

But this time...

A few footsteps sounded, and a young man wearing a long black coat appeared in front of his eyes. If you didn't observe carefully, you might overlook a gray stain on the hem of his clothes.

Also, young people are well-behaved, and backpacks are carried on both shoulders, but today they are only hung on the left shoulder...

Luo Wencheng looked up and saw Lu Chong, his eyes flickered, he called "Sir", and then he greeted Zhou Shan and Liu Weizhi honestly.

Uncle Ding smiled and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten." Luo Wencheng said to Lu Chong, "Sir, I'll go upstairs first."

Lu Chong didn't say anything: "Go."

However, Zhou Yishan stretched out his arm to embrace Luo Wencheng: "I really envy you, living under the same roof as your husband."

"!" Luo Wencheng reflexively made an evasive movement, but was still slapped firmly on the shoulder by Zhou Yishan.

And it happened to be the right shoulder.

Luo Wencheng wanted to show the traces of his injury, but he didn't expect someone to cooperate so much, so he was startled, and then frowned instinctively at the right time, showing a look of forbearing pain.

But he immediately covered it up, and raised his left hand to slap Zhou Yishan's big palm: "Mr. Zhou, I'll go upstairs to put the bag first."

The few people present were all fine people, and at first glance, they found that something was wrong.

But Zhou Yishan, who is a reckless guy when he doesn't need to use his brain, is still stupid. He noticed that the shoulders of the young man under his hands flinched, and he slapped him twice: "Young man, you can't help me slap."

Can't help but slap?

After Zhou Yishan's first severe slap, Luo Wencheng trembled on one side of his body, clutching his shoulders and couldn't stand still.

The wind tightened around his ears, and he caught him with one arm, and Lu Chong held Zhou Yishan's second slap with the other: "Stop making trouble."

Zhou Yishan grinned, did he ruin the picture?

Didn't take much effort?

Luo Wencheng leaned on Lu Chong's shoulder and his mind went blank for two seconds before he recovered his breath. He gasped in a low voice, and quickly came out of Lu Chong's embrace: "Sir, I'm sorry."

Lu Chong didn't let him back away, he supported his shoulder with one hand and his forearm with the other, and tried to move slightly: "Is your hand hurt?"

Luo Wencheng took a heavy breath when his arm was raised to an angle.

Lu Chong's expression turned ugly: "Who hurt you?"

Zhou Zhoushan also recalled the memory, and shouted "Oh, hello", "Didn't you go out to fight?"

Luo Wencheng refused to say, he hesitated for a while and said in a low voice: "I accidentally did it myself."

There used to be three people present, but now there are four. It's no wonder that his reaction can be fooled.

However, Lu Chong was not in a hurry to ask him, he turned to Uncle Ding and said, "Call Dr. Wang over here." Then he said to Zhou Yishan and the two of them, "Go back first."

Zhou Yishan still wanted to watch the fun, but was dragged away by Liu Weizhi. When he left the villa, Liu Weizhi said, "Go and pack your things."

"No hurry, no hurry." Zhou Yishan's face was filled with righteous indignation, "This kid is being bullied at first glance, who else in Haining dares to bully Mr.? It's really bold, see if I don't beat him up, he's going to have teeth all over the place." !"

Liu Weizhi couldn't see what his plan was, so he just lived in vain: "You don't need it."

"Why don't you need me, which one of you can beat people better than me?"

If he didn't need to beat him up, he would have to beat him up, and he must seize every opportunity to hold on to Haining.

After saying this, Dr. Wang also came from the villa next door.

Dr. Wang is in his fifties, with excellent medical skills. He is Lu Chong's personal doctor. It's just that Lu Chong was too impatient to take him with him before and left him in Beijing. He also said to keep him if he didn't want to keep the doctor, so Lu Chong had no choice but to keep him.

As soon as Zhou Yishan saw someone, he pulled them aside: "Old Wang, the situation inside can be said to be as serious as it can be, you know?"

Doctor Wang was at a loss.

In the living room, Lu Chong sat down and looked at Luo Wencheng: "Did you hurt yourself? Huh?"

This "um" is light, but it is imposing.

Luo Wencheng's scalp tightened, and he moved his lips a little helplessly. He almost couldn't hold it under his gaze. It happened that the ribs came out from nowhere, meowing around him, and he squatted down to pet the cat.

Lu Chong laughed, but he has learned to perfunctory himself.

At this moment, Doctor Wang came in, and Lu Chong said, "Show him, his shoulder is hurt."

Doctor Wang moved Luo Wencheng's arm first, and then asked, "Did you get any trauma?"

"…Have."

"How did you get hurt? A sprain, a fall, or a car accident?"

Luo Wencheng glanced at Lu Chong, and Lu Chongzheng looked at him indifferently, every strand of hair seemed to convey a kind of coercion, as if saying don't try to lie in front of me.

Luo Wencheng pursed his lips: "...someone did it."

"How long?"

"Just a couple of hours."

Dr. Wang knew it by heart, and he said, "Take off your clothes, and I'll feel for any bones."

Take it off here?

In winter, Luo Wencheng wore a lot of clothes, including a pullover, so it was strange to take it off in front of Lu Chong.

Doctor Wang reacted: "Oh, you don't need to take it off, I just feel the bones, and I have to go to the hospital to take an X-ray for an exact diagnosis."

It is troublesome to take it off and put it on again.

What's more, if it hurts the shoulder, it will be even more troublesome.

As he said that, he sterilized his hands, asked Luo Wencheng to sit down, stood beside him, pulled his collar, and put his hand in along his collar.

"...!" Luo Wencheng opened his mouth, and sat obediently without saying a word.

Dr. Wang put his hands on his flesh, touched his shoulders, and asked "does it hurt" and "does it hurt?"

Luo Wencheng answered honestly.

He himself didn't feel embarrassed, but for some reason, being watched by Lu Chong who was not far away, he inexplicably felt...a little embarrassed.

But he hugged the ribs, looked at the dark TV in front of him, and tried his best to stay still and not squint. But he soon lost his embarrassment, because it really hurts, and Dr. Wang feels pain no matter where he presses.

Lu Chong looked at him involuntarily.

Luo Wencheng's skin is very white, very healthy white, like smooth and shiny jade, it makes people feel happy just looking at it, but Dr. Wang's hands are very dark, and those dark hands reached into Luo Wencheng's collar which was pulled a little, Formed a stark contrast.

Still holding that delicate shoulder and moving it around.

For some reason, Lu Chong felt that it was a bit of an eyesore.