"Really?" Ge Ranzhou stared at him, his voice full of suspicion. "You're joking, right?"
"I'm not joking. Really." Lu Ao gestured for him to look at the lights ahead. "He's back."
Ge Ranzhou looked at the lights ahead. There really did seem to be someone inside.
His buddy had only been back in the village for a few months, yet he had not only found a boyfriend but had moved in with him.
He wondered whether the other man was a fisherman or a farmer.
Ge Ranzhou turned to look at Lu Ao, feeling oddly stifled.
It felt no different from watching a cabbage he had tended for over a decade get eaten by a pig.
Hearing the commotion, Song Zhou opened the door and poked his head out. His tone was gentle. "You're back?"
"Mm." Lu Ao pointed at Ge Ranzhou. "This is the childhood friend I told you about, Ge Ranzhou. Ranzhou, this is my boyfriend, Song Zhou."
Song Zhou chuckled. "We really are fated. Come in. I've already started the rice. Rest for a bit, and once we make a dish or two, we can eat."
Ge Ranzhou looked at him, his mind going hazy.
Song Zhou wore white, handsome and gentle, with an extraordinary air about him. Especially with that height, simply standing there was enough to draw everyone's gaze.
Someone like him could never be a farmer or fisherman.
Song Zhou personally came over to carry Ge Ranzhou's suitcase.
Ge Ranzhou did not fight him for it. He merely asked in a low voice, "What does your boyfriend do?"
"He's self-employed." Lu Ao's expression did not change. "An expert in security."
Ge Ranzhou suddenly understood. "That's what I thought. How could someone with that kind of bearing be here?"
"Our village has quite a few