i'm just on honeymoon

Chapter 93 The Second World

The bedroom door was gently opened, Jian Yilin turned his head, it was Aunt Sun waving to him, Jian Yilin turned off the bedside lamp, went out and closed the door.After the lights in the corridor completely disappeared in the bedroom, the "asleep" Lu Heng opened his eyes. He stared blankly in the dark for a while, wondering what he was thinking, and then he turned his body sideways and fell asleep.

When Jian Yilin went downstairs, the food was ready on the table, and Aunt Sun asked him to stay for dinner, but he was not polite, and felt that he was very justified as Lu Heng's creditor.He is the only one in his family, and his usual meals are usually takeaway. It is rare to eat this kind of home-cooked food, not to mention that Aunt Sun is very good at cooking.

"Will Lu Heng not eat?" He finally remembered to ask before moving his chopsticks.

Aunt Sun had already eaten, she said from the side: "Let him sleep first."

Jian Yilin nodded, didn't ask any further questions, and swept away by herself, then leaned on the back of the chair and had a conversation with Aunt Sun, boasting about her craftsmanship that was second to none, and successfully attracted Aunt Sun's attention, "If you like You can come here every day, didn't you come here often before?"

What I said before was that before the two fell in love with the same person, it's just that Aunt Sun didn't know about it.

Jian Yilin nodded reservedly, secretly calculating on the way home that 600 million would be enough for a few meals.He didn't even drive the car, his house is next door to Lu Heng, it won't take long for him to stroll slowly, and he doesn't have to go to work tomorrow, so he has to go there to eat.

He turned on the light, walked into the empty living room, and took out his mobile phone from his tights. Before he turned on the screen, a call came in. It was not an ordinary landline or mobile phone number. He pressed the connect button: " Talk about progress."

"I can only give you his daily itinerary, and it's just the roughest kind of two-point line. I can't find out exactly what he did and said."

Jian Yilin frowned, and was about to say something, but the other end of the phone seemed to be able to guess his emotions, and continued: "I'm just an ordinary private detective, whether it's Luo Zhong's company or their home, the security system is worse than that of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Well, our people have never even entered the gate, so there is nothing we can do."

Jian Yilin took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "Okay, I understand, you follow him as much as you can, and tell me in time if you have any questions, so as not to be found out, if you are found out, you should know how to say it."

"I know." The man said the last sentence briefly.

Jian Yilin opened the door of the study, and took out the "Science of Hand Surgery" that he had been reading for a long time from the bookshelf. The large format of more than 800 pages, I read it more than twice in a year, almost every day, even if it is late, I always have to read two pages to feel at ease.Even so, I still can't find the feeling in my heart.

He took the book to the desk, and there was a framed photo on the desk, which was a group photo.Jian Yilin's gaze fell on one of the short, eyed men, that was his good friend Wu Fan, a very good...dead man.

Among the five people standing behind were Fang Qi, him and Lu Heng.He put his hands on Lu Heng's shoulders, and grinned with white teeth. Lu Heng smiled lightly and looked at the camera in his coat, which he wore specially to stare at people in fear of catching cold.

Jian Yilin stretched out his hand to poke Lu Heng's face, only to realize how naive his behavior was halfway through, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Early the next morning, Jian Yilin got up to wash up, gave up the routine morning run and strolled directly into Lu Heng's house.

Aunt Sun was preparing breakfast, when she saw him coming in, she immediately said, "Yilin, can you go and wake up the young master?"

As soon as Jian Yilin entered the door, he looked around the room, but saw no one, and asked in surprise, "He has been sleeping until now?"

Aunt Sun nodded.

Jian Yilin muttered softly: "Why are you so lazy." He lifted his feet up the stairs.

He pushed open the door of Lu Heng's room. Lu Heng's body was still buried under the quilt, only showing a handsome face.Jian Yilin sat by his bed, stared at him for a while, then stretched out her hand to push him, "Lu Heng, get up."

Lu Heng was still a little confused when Jian Yilin called him up. Seeing Jian Yilin next to him, he quickly woke up. He put his hands on Jian Yilin's face and pushed him away.

Jian Yilin was pushed back slightly by him, and quickly grabbed his wrist with her hand.

Lu Heng wanted to get out of bed, and wanted to take his hand back, but Jian Yilin grabbed him, squeezed his wrist, frowned and said, "Have you lost weight?"

Lu Heng stared at him, not knowing when he was comparing with, and said lightly: "I don't know."

Jian Yilin suppressed the anger in her heart: "How could you not know?"

Lu Heng ignored him: "Get up, I want to make the quilt." There are few people in the family, so I have to do some things by myself.

Jian Yilin let go of his hand, and said helplessly, "Go and wash your face, I'll help you."

Lu Heng nodded and went straight to the bathroom.

When Lu Heng came out again, Jian Yilin had already packed up and was looking around in the bedroom with her long legs stretched out.Jian Yilin looked at him, Lu Heng changed the shirt that he didn't have time to take off yesterday, and put on a set of home clothes.Today is Saturday, and he is also resting at home.

"Why are you here?" Lu Heng and Jian Yilin walked out together.

"I'm here to eat," Jian Yilin realized that he had accidentally told the truth and quickly corrected it: "I am your creditor, and I will treat it as if you are paying me back when I come to eat."

Lu Heng turned his head to look at him: "Creditor?"

Jian Yilin nodded seriously: "Just because you fell asleep in my car yesterday, I lost 600 million yuan because of my failure to compare."

Lu Heng put on a smirk: "You risked your own life. I might have saved your life yesterday. Why don't you say that I am your savior."

Jian Yilin was dissatisfied: "What is death, I'm just a hobby."

Lu Heng sat down at the dining table and said perfunctorily, "Oh."

The three of them had one breakfast, Jian Yilin had a little more than the others, but there was nothing left.On the other hand, there was only half of Lu Heng left, so he got up and left.

"Hey..." Jian Yilin didn't stop him, rolled his eyes angrily, moved Lu Heng's share over, gulped down his remaining half cup of milk, and ate the rest in two or three gulps.Complain to Aunt Sun: "He is wasting food!"

Aunt Sun smiled and cleaned up his empty dishes, "Master, eating too much is not good for your health."

Jian Yilin nodded, and he knew this, so he didn't force him back.

"However, the young master's appetite is indeed not very good during this time." Aunt Sun added.

Jian Yilin was a little worried at first, but soon understood what was going on, "Isn't it almost a year?"

Aunt Sun thought for a while, "Yes."

Jian Yilin snorted softly, "Then you don't have to worry, it's nothing serious."

Aunt Sun looked at Jian Yilin half understanding. Although she was an orthopedic surgeon, she thought that Jian Yilin was a doctor after all, so she nodded.

Jian Yilin walked to the shelf next to the TV, rummaged through it, picked out all the horror movies, thought about it and scanned it again, and took away the tragic movies. There were still a few unwatched ones, he took Take one out and put it in the machine.

The opening song of the movie was playing, and Jian Yilin was lying on the back of the sofa, holding the empty box and waving to Aunt Sun, "When Lu Heng asks, he will say that I borrowed it."

Aunt Sun had long known his habit of flipping movies that he often came over, so she responded.

Jian Yilin dug out a bag from the cabinet and packed the discs, leaned on the sofa and watched a movie, and put it on the shelf after making sure that there were no irritating scenes from the beginning to the end.

He was about to read the second picture, when he saw Aunt Sun carrying a plate of fruit and going upstairs, Jian Yilin hurried over: "Is it for Lu Heng?"

Seeing Aunt Sun nodding, she took it decisively: "I'll help you take it up, you can rest for a while."

Aunt Sun was pushed back by him and walked back, "Master doesn't eat much, so watch him a little bit."

Before leaving, Jian Yi gave a nondescript military salute, "Okay."

At this time, Lu Heng had been dealing with official business in the study, and Jian Yilin knocked on the door, and got a response and walked in with a plate.He put the things on the table next to Lu Heng, and Lu Heng looked up at him, "Thank you."

"En." Jian Yilin responded, dragging a chair from the side and placing it beside him.He went to the bookshelf on his own.

Lu Heng looked at him, "Aren't you leaving?"

There is a small part of Lu Heng's bookshelf, which contains Jian Yilin's books, most of the medical books, and some comics.During this period of time, he still kept it.After reading the medical books, there were still a few comic books left, but he seldom came over later, and never bought them back home, so he has been procrastinating until now, "I want to watch you eat." He still remembers the last time he saw place, directly pull out the book from the middle and sit beside Lu Heng.

Lu Heng responded lightly and did not speak again.

There was still a bookmark in the book, so Jian Yilin took it out and put it aside, and continued reading from where he read it last time.While flipping through the book, he poked at the fruit next to him to eat. He turned over more than a dozen pages in the book, but Lu Heng didn't move.

Jian Yilin poked another one, thought about it, and handed it to Lu Heng's mouth.

Lu Heng opened his mouth and ate.

Jian Yilin: "...do you still want me to feed you?"

Lu Heng chewed something in his mouth, and replied vaguely: "Yes."

Jian Yilin: "..."

Like to eat or not.

Jian Yilin stamped one, mine.Poke again, mine.Poked, sighed, "Open your mouth."

Jian Yilin didn't read half of the manga, and the plate was already empty.He pushed his plate aside and concentrated on his book.The fighting scene was reaching its climax, when a person suddenly leaned over, Jian Yilin quickly caught him, "Zongzu, what do you want to do?"

Lu Heng looked up at him: "What did you call me?"

Jian Yilin laughed: "It's nothing, a slip of the tongue."

Lu Heng closed his eyes: "Dizziness, rub it for me."

Jian Yilin didn't say anything else this time, and raised her hand to massage him, as if the time had returned to a year ago.They were still good friends back then.

When Lu Heng straightened up, Jian Yilin felt the weight suddenly disappear from his arms, feeling a little regretful.

Jian Yilin spent lunch and dinner here, and stayed in the study with Lu Heng for a day. Lu Heng only read company documents and did not avoid him.When it was time to leave, Jian Yilin took away those CDs, as well as the few unread ones, and finally looked at the shelf again, making sure that what was left was a warm and sweet one before leaving satisfied.

Lu Heng answered a call in the study room. It was his secretary Song Ji, "Mr. Lu, Luo Zhong is holding a party for Fang Qi tomorrow. Do you want to go?"

Lu Heng closed the last folder, "Is he going?"

"He will be on duty at the hospital tomorrow, so he probably won't be able to go."

"Well, I won't go," then Jian Yilin will not come tomorrow, "Do you like Fang Qi?"

He asked this suddenly, and Song Ji was startled. Lu Heng was present when he met Fang Qi recently, but he was spotted no more than five times, "I..."

Lu Heng interrupted his hesitation: "You go for me tomorrow."

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