Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 18

Luo Wencheng grabbed Lu Chong’s arm and used all his strength to crease the expensive material. He raised his head and smiled brightly: “Sir, I can’t find my way back. Can you give me a lift?”

The driver, who was also the bodyguard, was almost scared out of his mind. This person who came out of nowhere caught his master. In case it was an enemy… He hurriedly tried to pull Luo Wencheng away. Lu Chong looked at the pale hand on his sleeve, was silent for a moment, and said solemnly: “Where do you live?”

The driver was stunned and his hand froze in the air. What did his master say? He actually responded to this drunkard!

Oh, by the way, his master, who had never liked to touch other people, took the initiative to support this person just now!

It looked like they knew each other?

Luo Wencheng tilted his head: “Yes ah, where do I live…”

The driver carefully reminded: “Sir, I think it’s better to take him to the hospital. He is obviously drunk.”

Luo Wencheng immediately said, “No, I won’t go to the hospital. I’ll be fine if I just get some sleep!” He looked at Lu Chong imploringly, his eyes moist, “Don’t send me to the hospital, I’m very sober, I don’t need to go to the hospital.”

He didn’t look sober at all.

Lu Chong was lost in his pleading eyes for a moment and said after a while, “Then get in the car.”

Luo Wencheng let out a cheer and got into the car quickly in case the man changed his mind. He banged his head hard against the door because of his unsteady footing. The sound was so loud that it hurt everyone who heard it.

He himself didn’t seem to notice, got in and patted the seat beside him: “Get in, get in!”

The driver looked constipated: “Sir, this…” Even if this stupid look was not threatening, the guy was still drunk and dirty, polluting the car with the smell of alcohol. The driver asked Lu Chong carefully, “Sir, may I call another car for you?”

Lu Chong shook his head: “No need, go to the hotel.”

Lu Chong also owned a hotel in Haining. The driver didn’t ask any more questions and respectfully opened the car door for Lu Chong before walking around the car and sitting in his place. While driving, he couldn’t help but pay attention to the situation behind him.

But the guy wasn’t as crazy drunk as he imagined. Luo Wencheng was very good after getting into the car, occupying only a small corner, with his elbows propped on his knees, holding his cheeks and tilting his head to look at Lu Chong, his eyes shining brightly: “Sir, I didn’t expect to see you again. We are really destined.

“I’ve been looking for you these days, I wanted to thank you. But I just looked quietly and didn’t dare to disturb you.

“I was so happy when I saw you in the toilet.”

Luo Wencheng grinned, and then cried again: “But how could you have forgotten me?

“Do I have such an unmemorable face?

“But I remember you, that’s all.

“When I make lots and lots of money, I’ll try to repay you, okay?

“But I lost my job again, and it was so hard to find it.”

He was talking to himself alone, smiling one moment and crying another moment. He looked a little crazy. Fortunately, his voice was low and his tone was nice, so it was not annoying. On the contrary, he had a different kind of cuteness, like a child.

Lu Chong turned his head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly asked, “Why did you lose your job?”

“I caused trouble for the manager.”

“There was no trouble. You are very good at your craft, and he will give you a raise.”

Luo Wencheng shook his head: “But there is already Teacher Ah K in the bar.” If he stayed, it would inevitably have an impact on Ah K’s status.

He just wanted to do his job quietly and not cause trouble to anyone. The trouble he had caused at the bar in the past half a month had already made him very upset. “I should have left a long time ago.

“But I don’t know what to do.

“I can’t do anything.”

Lu Chong said, “Can’t do anything?”

Luo Wencheng thought for a while: “I, I can play ball, play the guitar, draw and carve, but I can’t make money.” He hung his head like a big dog who found itself unable to look after its family.

Lu Chong didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to touch this head. The hair looked very soft and he could imagine how smooth it would feel under the touch. He moved his fingers and changed the subject: “Your carving is good.”

“Really, oh?” Luo Wencheng’s eyes lit up again, “I learned it on purpose. At that time, I lived in a cell with a big brother who made fake stamps. He was very good at craftsmanship. We had fruit for every lunch. Sometimes it was an apple, sometimes it was a pear. He polished a wooden knife by himself and hid the fruit and carved it secretly. I gave him all my fruits, and he taught me.”

He stopped suddenly, his face pale, and he murmured: “But then he died. There was his enemy among the newcomers. The man stabbed him to death. Right at the dinner table, he grabbed his wooden knife and stabbed him into the eye socket…”

He saw the whole thing. Blood splattered on his face, and the big brother who made the fake stamps held his eye and yelled for a long time, rolling on the floor, until slowly there was no more movement.

Luo Wencheng’s eyes opened wide. He shuddered, shrinking his arms and legs, and stopped talking.

Lu Chong looked at him and said nothing.

When the car drove to the hotel, Lu Chong asked the driver to collect the room card. He could have just left but for some reason he personally sent Luo Wencheng upstairs.

The room was very large and luxurious, but Luo Wencheng was not in high spirits. He sat on the bed and watched Lu Chong who was about to leave. Then he suddenly took Lu Chong’s hand, raised his head and said sadly: “Sir, can you stay with me for a while? I don’t want to be alone.”

The driver and the hotel manager who followed were simply dumbfounded. But when Lu Chong didn’t order them to do anything, they looked at each other and withdrew.

Lu Chong sat down on the edge of the bed: “Go to sleep.”

Luo Wencheng obediently lay down under the quilt, stared at him, and suddenly said to him as if sharing a big secret: “Do you know? I’ve just quietly followed Luo Wenjun and beaten him up.”

Lu Chong looked at the smug and excited expression on his face: “Very happy?”

“En.” Luo Wencheng closed his eyes, “I wanted to beat him up for a long time, but I didn’t dare. I knew the Luo family wouldn’t let me go if I beat him.”

“Then why did you dare to beat him up now?”

Luo Wencheng moved, stared at the night view outside the window in a daze, and murmured: “It’s not that bad anyway. Beating him up was not a waste, ah. It’s just a pity, I really wanted to go to the mountains to see the stars. I’m afraid I won’t have a chance in the future.”

Lu Chong didn’t quite understand the meaning of this statement. After thinking about it, he decided that it probably meant that the young man was worried that after beating up Luo Wenjun, the Luo family would put him in prison again. He looked at Luo Wencheng’s handsome, pale profile, and his cold, numb heart couldn’t help but be moved a little.

Luo Wencheng suddenly smiled, looked at Lu Chong and said, his light amber eyes like stars of the Milky Way, very beautiful: “Sir, thank you for being with me today. No one has ever been so patient with me. I am very happy. Thank you.

“You are a good man. The person you are waiting for will definitely come.”

He closed his eyes, smiled sweetly and said, “You go, I want to get a good night’s sleep.”

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