Bamboo horse is not a gentleman

Chapter 27

Yuan Qing's night at Xu's house can only be described as suffering.

Xu Feng's loud cries, interspersed with the quarrel between Xu Hu and Wang Yuqian, rose and fell from time to time, and when she closed the door silently, it still hurt her eardrums and heartbeat.

The night was deep, and the street with a few lonely lights made her feel lonely and uneasy.

Yuan Qing stood at the entrance of the community with her mobile phone and the wallet given by Lu Bai. She didn't know where to go, so she could only walk slowly along the street next to the fence of the community. After a while, a hotel appeared in front of her. Just spend the night at the hotel, and return to his mother after Xu Hu goes to work tomorrow.

Lu Bai has a problem with recognizing the bed. As long as it is not his own bed, he can basically keep his eyes open until dawn. Besides, the windows and doors of hotel rooms are usually closed, the air is stuffy, and the noise of the air conditioner is annoying. This is also one of the reasons why he hates traveling .

After rolling a few times on the pillow, he simply jumped out of bed and pushed open the door leading to the balcony. Fortunately, there is a small balcony that is not available in ordinary hotels, just in time for some fresh air.

The great writer Lu Bai had just stepped onto the balcony when the bitter spring breeze swept over his face, accompanied by howling ghosts and wolves from the next door:
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Lu Bai was stunned for a moment, then took the room card and walked out of the room quickly.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Yuan Qing fell silent all of a sudden.

"Ping Ping Ping!"

The knocker stubbornly refused to leave. The sound of knocking sounded like a hammer hitting a person's heart.

Yuan Qing's hairs stood on end involuntarily, and he tiptoed towards the entrance.With the help of the half-bright light, through the cat's eyes, I saw a handsome man in a white bathrobe standing in the corridor of the hotel.

Yuan Qing was stunned instantly, feeling guilty.

Why did the Luda writer appear here?How would he know that she was also in this hotel?
Yuan Qing bit the bullet and opened the door, Lu Bai pushed the door straight in with a dark face:
"Why don't you stay at home overnight?"

Yuan Qing racked his brains and came up with four words:
"Too noisy."

There was no surprise in Lu Bai's expression, but his face became darker:

"In that case, why didn't you call me? Do you know how dangerous it is for a girl to stay in a hotel in the middle of the night? This room is less than 4 meters from the ground, and the balcony faces the flower garden in front, and all the sight is blocked by the branches of the roadside , if there are any unscrupulous thieves who want to commit crimes, they can easily enter through the window and patronize your room, what will you do then?"

After being scolded by Lu Bai, Yuan Qing could only stand there with lowered eyebrows. It stands to reason that a young man and a woman are sharing a hotel room. What a pink, passionate and associative picture it is!

But no matter how you look at it, it looks like Teacher Lu is training Yuan, who just graduated from kindergarten.

Student Yuan was upset, and muttered to himself:

"Since it's so unsafe, why are you staying in this hotel?"

Lu Da's writer, Ming Chao Qiuhao, was born with a soft ear. When he heard this, he became angry instantly. He picked up the front of his bathrobe and pointed to his strong chest muscles:

"I'm a man, and I'm a third-dan judo man!"

Yuan Qing's face was reddened by Writer Lu's shameless showing of his chest muscles, so he could only lower his head in a heartless manner, and asked weakly, "Then, what should I do?"

"Forget it, I'll stay with you for one night today."

After finishing speaking, Writer Lu adjusted his bathrobe, and swaggered down on the bed that Yuan Qing had just slept on.

There are two pillows on this bed, but the size of the long-armed and long-legged Lu Da writer already occupies more than half of the country. If Yuan Qing can squeeze in, unless she is not human.

Yuan Qing rolled his eyes at the man who occupied the magpie's nest:
"Then where do I sleep?"

Writer Lu Da pointed to the sofa opposite the bed:
"Far in the sky, right in front of you."

Yuan Qing laughed angrily at him.

Can't sleep, can't sleep, can't sleep!

Although they have always lived under the same roof, they lived in separate rooms before, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

Although Lu Bai occupied her big bed, she could only shrink her head and feet on the sofa with her back to the man, but she could still feel his steady breathing sensitively.

Ah, he turned over!Ahh, he turned on the light!Ahhh, he seems to have gotten off the bed!

Yuan Qing howled in his heart, while retracting his head into the quilt like an ostrich, shrinking into a glutinous rice dumpling.

Writer Lu Da took some effort to unpack the stuffing of the plump dumpling:

"What are you doing?"

Yuan Qing glared at him harmlessly from under the quilt:
"Why did you lift my quilt?"

Lu Bai pointed upwards, and following the direction of his fingertips, Yuan Qing realized that what she rolled up was not the quilt, but the long johns she secretly took off inside the quilt.

Oh my god, she worked so hard to maintain her image for many years, and she just flew away without leaving a single hair!
Yuan Qing's heart collapsed into a river, but the man still kept nagging:

"What color are your long johns? It's not red, it's green, it's soiled, and there's a hole in the trouser leg! Forget it, when I come back tomorrow, I'll accompany you to the street to buy a pair."

Even if it was the day before the end of the world, Yuan Qing definitely didn't want to go to the streets with Lu Bai.As long as you take this unearthly and overly powerful writer to the door of the store, no matter if it's the shopping guide lady at the cosmetics counter or the salesperson aunt who sells lingerie, they will jump on it without hesitation:
"Sir (handsome guy), what kind of products do you need to buy? We have the latest men's skin care products, lotion, hairspray..."

"Handsome guy, do you want to accompany my little sister to choose underwear? The underwear in our store is all the latest style, which is very snug and comfortable to wear. It happens to be a promotion these two days. Buy two get one free. It's a good deal. Hmm , let me see, my little sister's breast shape should be a B cup, but for Xiao Nei Nei, I'm afraid it's going to be a big size..."

Please look at the secretly raised corners of the writer Lu Da's expressionless face.

Look at Assistant Yuan's twitching smile, it's the calm before the storm.

Need a little more detail? !
And what makes people want to pat the table is two o'clock in the morning, a lonely man and a widow are in the same room. In such a harmonious scene, why are they discussing... her long johns!
The next day, Yuan Qing woke up from the hotel, and Lu Bai was no longer in the room, only two breads, a box of fresh milk and a note were left on the table:
"Wait for me to come back—to buy long johns."

Yuan Qing angrily took the case: How persistent is this guy!Could it be that without his guidance, she even lost the ability to appreciate long johns? !
While her stepfather and younger brother had gone out, Yuan Qing sneaked back home. Wang Yuqian was sitting on the balcony picking vegetables and wiping tears, which made her feel sad for a while.

"Mom..." Yuan Qing called softly.

Wang Yuqian didn't look up, she just kept crying:
"Qing'er, Mom is sorry for you."

"Mom, don't say that, it's not your fault, both Xu--father and Xiaofeng..."

"Qing'er... You, you should go back."

Yuan Qing was stunned, but soon understood what she meant. Her mother's silent tears were like icy rain, cold to the bone. She stood there for a while, then turned around and walked out step by step. The pain of separation from her mother brought tears to her eyes.

Lu Bai swears that this is the last time in his life to participate in such a boring event.

In the misty and rainy weather, I went hiking with a group of nerd and nerd writers who didn't know how to do anything. I really don't know which brain came up with such a bad idea?Pingxian Mountain is a famous tourist attraction in Anqing. The mountain scenery is beautiful, but the weather is wet and the road is slippery. There are hundreds of steps up and down the bluestone steps covered with moss. If you are not careful, you will roll down the mountain. Full of brutality!
Due to Lu Da's writer's reticence and too cold aura, except for two or three beautiful writers who tried to talk to him and failed miserably, almost no one dared to approach him.And the organizer also seemed to know the fact that he changed the hotel without authorization and refused to live with other writers.Therefore, the team leader smiled like a spring breeze to all the writers, and responded to every request, only Lu Bai was not within the scope of this spring breeze.

Known for his pickiness and cleanliness, Lu Da’s writer had to endure a whole day of damp and sticky, muddy trousers, the stinky face of the team leader, and the weird eyes of the female writers. He frowned and went back to the hotel with a gloomy face.

From a distance, he saw a small group of children standing at the door of his room.

Lu Bai's heartbeat quickened, and he strode up to the group:

"Why don't you stay with Auntie?"

Tuanzi drooped his head and remained silent.

"It's so cold, do you want to sit in the corridor of the hotel and become a fossil?"

Only then did Tuanzi move, and slowly raised his head, Bai Shengsheng's face was covered with tears and snot.

Lu Bai's bad mood got even worse, his brows were so wrinkled that he could kill a fly, he took out a tissue from his pocket and stuffed it into Tuanzi's hand, and Tuanzi rubbed his nose in a nondescript way.

Writer Lu Da sighed softly, squatted down, and exchanged eyes with Tuanzi face to face for a long time, and Tuanzi finally rubbed his red and swollen eyes:

"My mother told me to go back, go back."

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to Lucheng."

Yuan Qing cried until her voice became hoarse. She didn't blame her mother for her decision. She just wanted to cry, wanted to cry, wanted to cry...Suddenly, a pair of warm hands gently covered her head, and said softly :
"Don't cry, go home in two days."

"What really makes me want to cry is that I can still walk away, but what about my mother, how sad the future will be!"

"Don't worry, remember what I promised you before, I will never break my promise."

Lu Bai's gentle tone disappeared, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.

Yuan Qing thought it was just consolation, but unexpectedly received a call from Wang Yuqian the next morning:

"Qing'er, your father lost his job and is losing his temper at home. You and Lu Bai work in a big city, and Lu Bai knows a lot of people. Can you ask him to think of a way..."

For some reason, Yuan Qing felt a stronger bitter feeling in his heart than yesterday as he listened.

Until this moment, she didn't really understand her mother's mood.

It's not that mother doesn't love her, it's just that there is more guilt in that love.

Mom loves her current home even more. Although that home has a rough husband and a stupid son, it is still her home and a harbor where she can dock for the rest of her life.

"How did you lose your job? Didn't you always work as a security guard in Tianyuan Community?"

"That was all a year ago, and he is now working as a security guard at the Diane Express Hotel."

(End of this chapter)