"nothing."

Lu Yang looked at Jiang Yanzhou with a pair of dark eyes under the brim of his hat. After pondering for a moment, she asked, "Aren't you curious who is in the cafe?"

Jin Yao only read the second half, then pursued her and asked her who Cheng Zelin was, but Jiang Yanzhou did not.

Jiang Yanzhou observed her expression calmly and raised the corners of his lips, "I believe you."

Lu Yang rubbed his nails slowly on the phone and spoke calmly, "You can pay attention to every emotion of mine, do things meticulously without being irritated, and don't ask too much questions."

"Very sensible and measured."

She looked straight into his eyes and curved her mouth, "Didn't you call me a liar? It's not your style to still believe me so much."

Jiang Yanzhou's mood followed the changes in her eyes, and slowly, a feeling of uncertainty came into his heart.

Outside the car, the autumn wind swayed the trees that had been walking alone for many years; inside the car, she captured his whole heart.

Jiang Yanzhou didn't take it seriously. He stretched out his arm and held her wrist. The force was not light or heavy, but it was very tight and he couldn't break free.

He had known about Cheng Zelin's matter for a long time, and he respected her way of handling it and would not interfere too much, but she was right, he was addicted to feelings and acted emotionally.

Even if you know it's a trap, you'll walk in without hesitation.

"Why do you think it is?" He chuckled, "Besides those three words, there is no second answer."

"..."

This man no longer hides his emotions in front of himself.

The cold and distant aura around Jiang Yanzhou was cast against the light by a layer of gentle and warm halo, which was a bit unreal.

His fingertips pressed against her beating pulse, and then he smiled lightly, "Tell me about you, okay?"

Lu Yang's dark eyes flashed, not knowing what he was talking about.

After all, after being in contact for so long, she knew that although he didn't say much, all the details were enough to prove that he knew her very well.

"I want to know more about you." Jiang Yanzhou's voice was low and a little lazy. He leaned slightly on the back of the chair and grabbed her hand without letting go. "Tell me about you and your brother, okay?"

She taught Cheng Zelin a lesson before him because Cheng Zelin slandered Lu Mingyu.

Lu Yang looked away from his face, tapped his phone with one hand, changed his Weibo name, and said:

"My brother had always accommodated me before he entered the entertainment industry. When other boys played with slingshots or other toys, he was busy trying to think of ways to make me laugh;

When I was in school, in order to provide me with useful experience when I took the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination, he did not dare to slack off at every step;

On a variety show, my brother used you to protect me because of your reputation, and he didn’t worry about offending anyone at all."

No matter before or now, Lu Mingyu always puts her in front.

She said softly: "My brother is born with a fear of water like me and is not good at water. Because I fell into the water and almost drowned when I was a child, my brother went to learn how to swim."

No one knows how much effort the teenage boys put in to suppress the fear in their bones.

"To me, my brother is like a gleaming cabin in a snowstorm."

Lu Yang took his time and changed his Weibo nickname from "No one is more handsome than Jiang Yanzhou" to "My brother is so handsome". Lu Yang turned off the screen of his phone, raised his eyes, and said clearly:

"Two of us, if you take 99 steps toward me, I may not take the last step. But no matter how narrow and difficult the road to my brother is, no matter how narrow or difficult it is, I will take 101 steps."

She may not necessarily walk side by side with him, but she will definitely stand in front of her brother and protect him.

Jiang Yanzhou stared at Lu Yang intently, his eyes getting deeper and deeper. He looked at each other for a long time and said:

"You guard Lu Mingyu with all the stars and the moon, and I run towards you risklessly. Lu Yang, the two never conflict."

He held her wrist tightly, and the moment their eyes met made her heart beat twice.

Lu Yang is not the kind of person who likes internal friction. She does whatever she wants and never asks why.

She also doesn't like to dwell on a problem over and over again.

Now that he has made his decision, it is just a waste of time for her to say it again.

Lu Yang swept the coffee stains on Jiang Yanzhou's clothes and said naturally: "Let's go, your clothes are still dirty."

The house in Binjiang was specially given to Lu Yang by Lu Chen after he brought her back to compensate for her lack of care over the years.

Lu Yang mostly lives here except when he goes home occasionally, and Lu Mingyu is afraid that she will be lonely, so he will come over to stay with her when he has time.

She went into the house and took a piece of Lu Mingyu's top and gave it to Jiang Yanzhou, "My brother's clothes, please change out of the dirty clothes first."

Jiang Yanzhou took it and looked at her: "Well, you have something to eat and wait for me."

Lu Yang: "Okay."

Jiang Yanzhou came out after changing his shirt and looked around three times, but saw no one.

The study door was open. When he passed by the study, a gust of wind blew outside the window without any warning.

The wind was like a pair of nimble hands, turning the pages of a thick book on the desk quickly. Suddenly, a piece of paper flew out of the book and floated to his feet.

Jiang Yanzhou bent down and picked it up, feeling that it looked familiar. He opened it with familiar fingers and found that it was a love letter he had written to her.

"The first half of my life was like a painting engraved on the wall. In the past years, it was just framed in the frame. Until one day, a magnificent fragment was printed on it, giving ordinary people

The painting added soul, and from then on, my life was nestled together with this fragment. This fragment has a beautiful name, Lu Yang."

Someone left a few lines of words at the end with a pencil. Jiang Yanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the words:

According to the average life span in my country shown by the National Data Network, you have only lived about one-third of your life now, which is still a long way from half your life.

"..."

…

Lu Yang changed into his home clothes. When he came out of the room, he saw a tall figure standing at the door of the study. He took the initiative to talk to him: "You have changed your clothes."

Jiang Yanzhou turned around, as if he had glimpsed some secret, and looked at her with a half-smile, "You haven't seen it yet?"

After reading the letter, Lu Yang stuffed it into the book and brought it with her. She felt a little stuffy just now, so she opened the window for ventilation. In the end, it was self-defeating.

The embarrassment she feels now is no less than the last time she answered the question half-heartedly without even looking at it.

She felt a little guilty and reached out to grab the letter, but he raised it up and avoided it. She was a little frustrated and glared at him slightly, "Jiang Yanzhou!"

"I'm not Jiang Yanzhou."

"?"

He bent down, his eyes were level with hers, and with a certain magic in his voice, he said word by word: "I am a Lu Yang supremacist."

"..."

Lu Yang stood there, looking into the eyes so close to him, his throat was inexplicably dry, and he didn't speak, only breathing briefly.

The cell phone rang, breaking the silence.

The call was connected, and Lu Mingyu's voice came from the other end, "Yangyang, it's brother."

Lu Yang cleared his throat, "Well, are you coming back?"

Lu Mingyu was looking in the mirror in the bathroom, looking left and right, and found that the left and right sides of his face looked asymmetrical. He frowned and said, "I still have something to deal with. I'll have dinner with you later."

Lu Yang: "Okay."

"Right." Lu Mingyu thought about it and felt that professional questions should be asked to professionals, "Yang, do you know a good andrologist?"

Lu Yang was confused, andrology?

Lu Mingyu added: "Chen Chen and I just met Zhao Yanshu in the hospital. He seemed to be looking for an experienced andrologist for his artist, so I volunteered to ask for help."

Zhao Yanshu's artist?

She asked Ye Cixing to check Zhao Yanshu's resume, and she remembered that Zhao Yanshu only brought up one actor, Jiang Yanzhou.

"I think I am looking for a doctor for Jiang Yanzhou. Although Zhao Yanshu hesitates and refuses to admit that I am looking for a doctor for Jiang Yanzhou, I am inseparable. My judgment is definitely not wrong!"

"I didn't expect that Jiang Yanzhou would not only die, but also lose his last bit of dignity as a man. I am really jealous of Yingcai and want him to die young!"

Lu Mingyu didn't stop talking, "No wonder I thought the kid was his son before, and he didn't deny it. He definitely didn't want us to find out that he couldn't have children or give birth to people. He's very sorry!"

Lu Yang: "???"

"Seeing that he has such a bad fate, I will not forget the faults of the villain, and it is not his son's business to lie to me. I can't hurt his heart and cause him to die early." Lu Mingyu said sincerely,

"Yangyang, we can help him a little bit and introduce him to an andrologist. However, the specific destiny depends on him."

As he spoke, he sighed heavily.

Lu Yang: "......"

Lu Yang pressed her eyebrows and glanced at the caller ID to make sure it was her real brother. She covered the phone and whispered to Jiang Yanzhou, "I'll answer the call."

Jiang Yanzhou nodded: "Well, take it."

Lu Yang walked to the window, put the phone close to his ear, and raised his hand to close the window, "Brother, did they ask us to help introduce them?"

"That's not true."

Lu Mingyu carefully touched the corner of his mouth, and when he touched the wound, he hissed. The sound was not loud, but Lu Yang heard it.

She asked anxiously: "What happened?"
To be continued...