A Real Man Isn’t Afraid of a Little Demon

    Yu Chu squinted his eyes slightly, his face glowed white in the moonlight, and his flesh was a little childish and simple, but his eyes and expressions were not the same, like a sly Little Fox: "You never told me the key, but I heard this from your mouth for the first time. I don't know if you were doing it on purpose or not, but those mysterious words stopped talking and were successfully mobilized. took my interest in keys."

    The cigarette **** beside Zhou Mu's mouth suddenly turned red. After he took a sip, he slowly exhaled the smoke, and his entire face was hidden behind the layer of smoke.

    Yu Chu paused for a while, then leaned closer to his upper body and asked, "You suddenly told me so much tonight, Zhou Mu, can I think that it's actually you who wanted to find this key."

    Zhou Mu lowered his head, picked up the disposable paper cup on the windowsill, and threw the cigarette **** into it. He picked up the paper cup and walked to the bathroom, turning around at the door: "I tell you this because you are Grandma Zhao's grandson."

    Zhou Mu closed the bathroom door, squeezed the paper cup into a ball and threw it into the toilet, and pressed the flush button. He looked down at the swirling water in the toilet, his face a little unpredictable.

    He walked out of the bathroom and saw Yu Chu still sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking up at the moon outside the window. Hearing Zhou Mu's footsteps, he asked without looking back, "What about your grandma Zhao? How is she?"

    Zhou Mu said after a few seconds of silence: "She passed away. Not long after Zheng Shan passed away, she also passed away."

    Yu Chu didn't know Zheng Shan or Grandma Zhao, so she couldn't be sad when she heard this, but when she thought of the little boy who was writing a diary on the table, she still felt There was an indescribable taste.

    "Then why did you open a restaurant?" Yu Chu turned to look at him.

    Zhou Mu suddenly laughed.

    He was facing the window, the moonlight was shining on his face, Yu Chu clearly saw him showing a smile that could be regarded as a happy one. His face faded from indifference, and his sharp facial features softened, making him more handsome and dazzling.

    Yu Chu suddenly turned his eyes away uncomfortably.

    "Because I like to cook." Zhou Mu said.

    Yu Chu looked at him suspiciously: "What about your sister?"

    Zhou Mu's smile slowly converged, and returned to its original indifference.

    "My sister died unexpectedly when I was in my third year of high school, so it also affected my college entrance examination results that year, and finally I had to open a restaurant."

    This answer was too unexpected for Yu Chu, he didn't know how to react for a while, he just opened his mouth, and after looking at Zhou Mu for a while, he said dryly, "Sorrows and changes."

    "It has been many years, and there is no sorrow."

    Zhou Mu walked to the floor and lay down again, with one hand on the back of his head and the other on his chest, closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

    "Sleep and sleep." Yu Chu also lifted the quilt and got in, wrapping himself tightly, revealing only one head.

    The house returned to quiet, only the faint sound of waves crashing on the shore could be heard far away.

    "I want to eat the food you made." After a while, Yu Chu suddenly said something.

    Zhou Mu clicked his tongue: "I'm almost falling asleep, don't speak so coldly."

    "Then do you want to cook for me?" Yu Chu turned to look at the man lying on the ground.

     Yu Chu was satisfied, and stopped talking. After a while, the sound of his gentle and even breathing could be heard on the bed.

     Zhou Mu, who had been lying still on his side, opened his eyes and stared silently ahead in the darkness.

    Yu Chu's sleep has always been very light. I thought there were more people in the room, and I couldn't sleep well tonight. Who would have thought that he would never wake up halfway through until dawn.

    Sleep well and feel refreshed. After lunch, he and Zhou Mu went to the gym on the second floor to exercise. After exercising for an hour, I went back to my room, and just after taking a shower and starting to watch TV series, Uncle Wu knocked on the door and said that Yu Shiqing wanted to see him.

    "Uncle Wu, what did Dad tell me to do?" Yu Chu's wet hair was on his forehead, looking soft and well-behaved.

    Uncle Wu calmly glanced at the bathroom, where the door was closed, and there was a sound of rushing water, so he asked, "Is Zhou Mu taking a shower?"

    "Yes." Yu Chu nodded.

    "Then go first and talk as you go."

    "Wait, I'll change clothes first." Yu Chu said a little uneasy.

    The pajamas he wore after taking a shower, he quickly changed into a black shirt and followed Uncle Wu upstairs. Uncle Wu didn't say what exactly he asked him to do, and only asked in a usual gentle tone: "Second Young Master, what day is it today?"

    "October 20." Yu Chu replied smoothly.

    Uncle Wu turned his head and smiled at him, showing a meaningful expression, Yu Chu was stunned for a while, his mind quickly turned, and immediately remembered the contents of the diary, then he showed a shy expression Look: "I see, Dad's birthday is coming soon."

    Uncle Wu nodded approvingly: "Second Young Master has a heart and never forgets Mr.'s birthday."

    Yu Chu bowed his head a little embarrassedly, followed Uncle Wu upstairs, and guessed in his heart why Yu Shiqing asked him to go.

    When he arrived in Yu Shiqing's study, he was standing with his back to the window. He turned around when he heard the door slamming, and said in a gentle and authentic tone, "Here is Xiao Chu?"

    "Dad." Yu Chu greeted him respectfully and stood in the middle of the room.

    Yu Shiqing pointed to the sofa opposite: "Sit, don't stand."

    The two sat down on the sofa facing each other, Yu Shiqing picked up the purple sand pot in front of him, added a small cup of steaming tea, and handed it to Yu Chu: "This is the Taiping monkey I just photographed. Kui, try it."

    "Thank you, Dad." Yu Chu took it carefully and took a sip, the tea poured into his throat, and his mouth was full of refreshing and sweet fragrance. Although he didn't understand Taiping Houkui, he also knew that this tea must be a good thing.

    "Do you like it? Take this bottle and drink it." Yu Shiqing took out a delicate round wooden tea box from under the coffee table and threw it to him with a smile.

    "Thank you dad." Yu Chu held the tea box in his palm.

    Yu Shi leaned against the sofa, and the sun shone from his side, and the small wrinkles on his face were obvious, making him look a bit old and not as majestic as he usually looks.

    The two of them didn't speak, they just drank tea quietly, until after drinking the tea in the cup, Yu Shiqing put down the cup and said: "Little Chu, know what day the 30th of this month is. Bar?"

    Yu Chu quickly put down the teacup and put his hands on his knees: "I know, it's Dad's birthday."

    Yu Shiqing nodded with satisfaction: "I know you can remember. Xiao Chu, don't stay in the room all the time, don't hear things outside the window, when you grow up, you should learn to be Guest, I have undertaken something for the family. There will be a lot of guests that day, and Dad is going to let you take charge of the reception. What do you think?"

    Yu Chu said: "I... I'm afraid I will not do well."

    "I know you don't like to do these things, but isn't Yu Feng's leg hurt? You are also father's son, you should be in the first place when you should, and you can't stay behind your father all the time. You will also grow old, and you will have to rely on yourself in the future." Yu Shiqing said as earnestly as any father.

    Yu Chu grabbed his trouser legs a little uneasy: "Well, then I'll try it."

    "Well, I will send Lao Wu to assist you. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask him." Yu Shiqing said.

    As soon as Yu Shiqing finished talking about this, the phone on the coffee table began to vibrate and the screen lit up. He reached out and picked up the phone, glanced at the number on it, and his face became a little solemn. Just as he was about to press the answer, he found that Yu Chu was still sitting across from him, so he waved his hand and said, "That's it, you go back to your room first."

    Yu Chu hummed and got up and went out. At the moment when the door was closed, I heard Yu Shiqing's low voice: "...Will you be there later?"

    "Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up." After Yu Shiqing finished saying this, his voice disappeared. Yu Chu fastened his shoelaces without any hassle, stood up and pulled the door, seeing Yu Shiqing put the phone to his ear, did not continue talking, and only looked at him.

    Yu Chu looked down at the shoelaces, gave Yu Shiqing a slightly embarrassed smile, and closed the door.

    Uncle Wu was standing in the passage beside the door, seeing Yu Chu coming out, he stepped forward and said: "Second Young Master, the birthday banquet is coming, I will start preparing for the banquet now, If you have any arrangements, just tell me directly."

    Yu Chu knew that this banquet was just a name, and there was no need to organize it in person. Uncle Wu said this to be polite to him, so he also said: "Then it will be hard for Uncle Wu."

    "Not hard."

    Uncle Wu entered Yu Shiqing's study, and Yu Chu went downstairs to his room. As soon as I arrived on the second floor, I heard the sound of broken porcelain from a room deep in the passage. He followed the sound and saw that the door of Yu Feng's suite was open, and a servant pushed the dining cart and walked to the stairs in panic.

    "Get out, get out of here, I don't want to see you guys, get out and surround that bastard." Yu Feng's angry voice resounded throughout the second floor, followed by an object flying from the house It came out, smashed on the opposite wall, and shattered with a bang.

    It was a TV remote control. The servant was hit on the forehead by the splashed back cover. When he passed by Yu Chu, he stopped and greeted in shock, "Hello, Second Young Master."

    Yu Chu nodded and watched the servant leave.

    Yu Feng was still smashing things in the house, clattering with a series of angry curses. Yu Chu knew that he knew the news that he was hosting the banquet, and was venting his madness.

    With a twist, the handle could not be turned, and the door was locked.

    He clearly remembered that when he followed Uncle Wu out, knowing that Zhou Mu was still in the room, he just closed the door without locking it.

    The door is locked now, is Zhou Mu also going out? Or did he lock it inside?

    Yu Chu put his finger on the fingerprint lock beside the door, and after a slight click, the lock tongue retracted. He pushed open the door and ducked in, then closed the door silently.

    The TV was paused, and it was the same TV show that he played when he went out. The male protagonist pointed at the female protagonist with a long sword, and the wind blew his hair, forming a long-lasting freeze.

      , saw that the floor was wet, but there was no one inside.

    He walked to his bedroom again, and pushed back the half-closed door, without seeing Zhou Mu.

    Although his suite is not small, there are not many rooms. Except for the living room, bedroom, and bathroom, there is only one balcony.

    The balcony is on the side of the living room, not towards the garden at the main entrance, but towards the grove on the left, and the rushing sea in the distance.

    Yu Chu turned around and tiptoed across the living room to the balcony. As he got closer, there were very soft voices that drifted into his ears intermittently.

    "...don't cry...order..."

    Yu Chu walked to the corner connected to the balcony, put her back against the wall and listened carefully. It was Zhou Mu who spoke. His voice was low and vague. He should have covered his mouth, but Yu Chu could hear the patience and gentleness inside.

    "...Have you eaten well? Listen to Uncle Teng? Be good, I'll be home soon... Well, don't say it, I'll call you next time when I'm not busy at work... "

    Yu Chu heard that the call was about to end, so he quickly turned around and walked towards the door, opened the door, and closed it carefully. He started to take off his leather shoes and changed into slippers. As soon as he changed his shoes, Zhou Mu walked out from the balcony.