After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 13

In this lonely night, Lu Yuan, who was made wise by love, lay on the sofa and tasted the feeling of being abandoned by himself.

And within a hundred meters, the person who abandoned him also opened his eyes, tossing and turning.

Thinking of Lu Yuan, a doggy man, actually started smoking again, Mu Song couldn't restrain his irritability, just like seeing a sapling that he had finally corrected, growing crooked again.

When he first met Lu Yuan, Mu Song felt that he was good in everything from head to toe, but he shouldn't like to smoke.

Mu Song is sensitive to the smell of smoke, and when he smells second-hand smoke, he feels dizzy and wants to vomit.

When we first got together, relying on the power of love, Mu Song endured it for a while.

Not only did he hold his nose to endure Lu Yuan's second-hand smoke, but he could even kiss his mouth, which still smelled of smoke, without blinking.

But it can't last forever, after the initial enthusiasm faded, Mu Song started thinking about letting him quit smoking.

Mu Song knew that he had almost zero right to speak about Lu Yuan's "private affairs", so he tried all kinds of "curve to save the country" tricks.

But no matter how many lighters he threw away, how many alternative foods he chose, even if he used beauty tricks to seduce him, there was little effect.

It even annoyed Lu Yuan, who was addicted to cigarettes many times, to the point where they almost broke up.

In this way, after several years of struggle, Lu Yuan still went his own way, not only did not quit smoking, but also smoked more and more, and his addiction became heavier and heavier.

As time went by, Mu Song saw that persuasion was hopeless, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to let go. Unexpectedly, in the sixth year of their acquaintance, a turning point appeared.

The grandfather who raised Lu Yuan single-handedly was suddenly diagnosed with lung cancer, and within half a year, it rapidly deteriorated and passed away.When I left, I was a few days away from my 70th birthday.

This incident dealt a huge blow to Lu Yuan.

He grew up with his grandfather, and the old man's influence on him even far exceeds that of his parents, including the habit of smoking.

Lu Yuan's grandfather dedicated his whole life to the army. He participated in the revolution when he was very young. He fought many victorious battles.

The military journey, in addition to leaving him with a whole body of meritorious service, also developed a lot of hobbies that hurt his body.

Grandpa loves to smoke. From rural shredded tobacco to South American cigars, he can do whatever he wants, as long as there is smoke, and Lu Yuan, by his side, is also addicted to it.

The sudden death of his grandfather gave Lu Yuan a different feeling for Yan.

This two-inch-long white tube between the fingers is no longer a companion to relieve stress, but has become a murderous knife that takes away loved ones.

He didn't want to touch it again, but found that he couldn't let go.

This time, it was finally Mu Song's turn to flex his muscles. He tried all the eighteen martial arts that he had learned before.

Who knows, all have had little effect——

Lu Yuan's addiction to smoking is really too heavy.

In desperation, Mu Song had to find his own way.

After careful analysis, Lu Yuan's favorite food is actually the kind that is sour and sweet, but not too sour or too sweet.

This coincides with the tangerine peel that moistens the lungs and clears the spleen.

In order to cater to the taste of the public, the tangerine peel on the market is often too sweet, and a lot of preservatives are added. After eating it once or twice, Lu Yuan is not happy to touch it.

Mu Song had no choice but to go to Xinhui himself, follow the local traditional tangerine peel master, and tailor-made tangerine peel with moderate sweetness and sourness according to Lu Yuan's taste.

This time, Young Master Lu's lonely mouth finally had a suitable companion, and his addiction to smoking gradually became lighter. After using it for a whole year, he completely stopped.

Therefore, when Lu Yuan mentioned tangerine peel, Mu Song recalled that sweet past, which led to insomnia.

"You can't buy tangerine peel, shit, it's intentional at all!"

Thinking of Lu Yuan's pitiful appearance, Mu Song became very angry, and wanted to drag him out and wake him up with a slap.

But after getting angry and calming down, I felt that this had nothing to do with me.

Not to mention smoking, even if he smoked to death, it was Lu's own business.

"If you're dead, you'll be out of sight!"

Mu Song turned over abruptly, fell asleep with inexplicable emotions, and his dream was full of annoying cigarette smell.

As a result, when I wake up in the morning, I get up several times more angry than usual.

After running around Yinfeng Lake, while the sun was still hot, Mu Song sat by the lake, blowing the wind, finally regained his calm, but was disturbed by chattering again.

"Oh, it's a crime. I don't know who the group is. They sit here and smoke big cigarettes. There are cigarette butts all over the floor, piled up into mountains."

"Where is a group of people? Just one! In the middle of the night last night, one person was sitting on this chair, one after another, and at least half of the money was smoked!"

"Where is the book! Is it Grandpa Wang who just died of his wife? Tsk tsk, an old man's wife died, it's so embarrassing."

"What, he's a young man! He's 30 years old, and he looks quite handsome. I don't know what happened to him."

"Oh, the young people nowadays, they are old and useless, they are going to die for something serious, aren't there still people jumping into the lake in front of them..."

"Isn't that right? I'm afraid there will be another one. I kindly ask that young man. He's fine. He doesn't even say "thank you" and tells me not to bother him."

"Tsk tsk, white-eyed wolf, I don't know whose family's little red guy it is."

"Hearing the accent, it doesn't look like the locals, but also has a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent... the voice is pretty nice, and I still think it's some kind of star.

I saw the luminous watch in his hand in the mall where he worked before, what is it called, Jaeger-LeCoultre, old expensive..."

……

The two sanitation workers who finished cleaning complained for a long time, and finally picked up the broom and went to work elsewhere.

Mu Song looked at the surface of the lake, the soft waves, one after another, together with the words just now, stirred his mood.

On the fifth anniversary of being together, Mu Song bought Lu Yuan a Jaeger-LeCoultre limited edition luminous watch with his own money.

Mr. Lu, who is used to seeing good things, rarely has blue eyes. After all, they are rare in the market so far, and wearing them out will suit his status.

Therefore, the little red guy who spoke a Hong Kong-Taiwan accent by the Yinfeng Lake last night couldn't run away because his surname was Lu.

Mu Song: ...

Not smoking for four years, half a cigarette a day——

Lu Yuan, that doggy man, really wants to beat himself to death? !

Mu Song was angry, but after rationalizing his thoughts, Mu Song felt that he was somewhat responsible for Lu Yuan's almost self-abuse behavior.

As soon as he was born, he was admired by all the stars. Young Master Lu has grown up so much, he probably has never received such cold treatment as yesterday, and it is understandable that he couldn't accept it for a while.

Since it was related to him, Mu Song couldn't let it go. He stood up and walked to the commercial street by the lake.

Turning into the fresh food market he frequented, Mu Song found a stall selling dry goods familiarly.

"Hey, Mr. Mu, are you here to buy soup again?"

The owner is a native of G City. He came to S City following his love, and since then he has taken root and started a soup business.

When Mu Song came to S City, he still kept the habit of making soup, so he became a frequent visitor to his house.

"Well, buy some Xinhui tangerine peel, not too sweet."

"Okay, I just bought a batch, the quality is very good, you can try it."

Mu Song picked up a piece and tasted it, although it was not as good as what he made by himself, it was still not satisfactory, barely enough to eat.

Besides, he felt that Lu Yuan didn't really have a cigarette addiction again, but just lost his temper.

Otherwise, Babaer wouldn't have mentioned the Chen Pi matter to him.

Buying a can of tangerine peel for him is a step up. I believe Mr. Lu, who has always been rational and calm, will not continue to abuse himself.

After buying the tangerine peel, Mu Song went to the fresh food stall and saw the fresh hairy crabs on the market. He was about to pick a few, but someone stopped him.

"Oh, Mr. Mu, why don't you buy Dadu? Oh, it doesn't work now. It won't be delicious until the end of October."

When Mu Song looked up, it was the aunt of Bai Xu's family. Seeing him, she was very enthusiastic.

"Now I eat crabs, I want to eat swimming crabs, look at this, I'm so fat, I'll help you choose."

Mu Song really didn't understand much, so he let his aunt pick two pairs of crabs, paid the money, and went home together.

"Do you know how to eat Portunus? It's simple. Brush it clean and steam it in the pot.

But what about the dipping sauce? You need to adjust it. If you don’t mind, I’ll adjust it and send it to you? "

In the elevator, the aunt continued to explain enthusiastically, and Mu Song kept smiling until she asked for dipping sauce.

"Ah, don't, don't, this is too much trouble for you, I'll just make some ginger vinegar myself."

As Mu Song said, he got out of the elevator and didn't go home, but came to Lu Yuan's door.

Putting the can of tangerine peel at the door, Mu Song knocked on the door three times, then turned and went home.

He didn't intend to deliver it to Lu Yuan himself, in fact, he wasn't even interested in meeting Lu Yuan face to face.

If such a relationship between them is broken, it should be broken, otherwise, why not keep it as a PAO friend?

Mu Song doesn't have this habit.

In fact, growing up so big, except for Lu Yuan, he has never thought about anyone of the same sex or the opposite sex.

People of the same age have been restless since puberty, looking for the right man and woman, but he has no interest.

So, for a long time, he thought he was the legendary asexual until he met Lu Yuan.

And after he separated from Lu Yuan, his X-radar seemed to be turned off directly, revealing the temperament of the contemporary Tang monk everywhere.

"Men only affect the speed at which I draw my sword.*"

Mu Song thought so deeply.

He even thought that if there is a fantasy world, then he must be suitable for practicing the ruthless way.

And Lu Yuan is his trial and love tribulation towards Dacheng.

After ten years of calamity, now that he finally got out of his body, he didn't want to be disconnected and confused again.

Therefore, even if he didn't hear the door opening from the opposite side until he closed the door, he didn't care.

I thought: Anyway, as far as I can see, there is no one else on this floor except them.

So An Xin closed the door and carefully packed the swimming crabs, but before even a pair was packed, there was a knock on the door.

Mu Song thought it was Lu Yuan, so he didn't intend to talk to him, so he let the door keep ringing and continued to wash swimming crabs.

But the phone rang again.

"Hello, Brother Mu Song, are you home? Open the door, I'm at the door."

Mu Song quickly dried his hands and opened the door. Bai Xu was holding a small bowl and looking at him with an unpredictable expression.

"Auntie said that you want to steam swimming crab, let me bring you the dipping sauce."

Mu Song: ...

"Oh, I said no, it's too troublesome."

Mu Song took the dipping sauce and was about to let Bai Xu in.

"No, I still have something to do, so I won't go in. Go get busy."

As Bai Xu said, as if he couldn't wait, he sent Mu Song back to the door and closed the door for him.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

Mu Song faintly felt that it was abnormal, but he didn't think much about it, turned around and continued to play with his swimming crab.

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Opposite the door, Lu Yuan, who had suffered from insomnia all night and only fell asleep in the morning, heard a knock on the door in his dream, and struggled in a daze for a long time before waking up.

I opened the door and looked, there was nothing.

I thought, maybe it was a dream.

I didn't notice that there was a brand new can of Xinhui tangerine peel lying deep in the trash can by the wall.

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Little bastard, how dare you throw my tangerine peel!

Bai Xu: I just threw it away, what's the matter?Old scumbag, are you worthy?You do not deserve!

Mu Song: Xiaoxu, how can you throw away the tangerine peel I bought?

Bai Xu: Huh?Brother Mu Song, what are you talking about?What orange peel?Where?for me?Not for me?Why not give it to me?

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Men will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword: from the Internet meme