On the first night Fu Jia slept in Lu Qi'an's apartment, he had a dream.
There was no special scene in the dream, just dreaming of vague figures calling his name from a distant place.
He dreamed of the people he wanted to see, such as Lu Qi'an, Cen Mengke, Datou, but at the same time he also dreamed of Lin Qing, Mrs. Chen, and Lu Wanqing's mother and son.
The strange thing is that Lu Wanqing and Lin Fengxun never called his name in front of his face, but he clearly heard their mother and son facing him and shouting at the same time: "Fu Jia."
Fu Jia woke up with a start. . He opened his eyes and saw the darkness of the room, and the sound of "Fu Jia" lingered in his ears for a long time, making him unable to recover.
He fumbled around under the pillow, found the second-hand push-button mobile phone, opened it, and it was not yet six o'clock.
With a sigh of relief, he lay back down again, covering his stomach with his hands.
Dreaming about the mother and child made him a little sick.
He couldn't fall asleep, and kept his eyes open waiting for the sunrise at six o'clock. In a daze, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing outside, and then, a faint light came in through the crack of the door.
The security here is so good, it should not be a thief. Besides, in this world, how can there be a thief who turns on the light as soon as he enters the door?
Fu Jia hesitated for a while, but didn't bother, and continued to stare at the ceiling in a daze, but kept listening to the movement outside, but the person who came moved cautiously and made very soft noises, making it impossible to hear what he was doing. About half an hour later, the lights outside went out, and the sound of the door opening and closing came again.
After confirming that there was no movement outside, Fu Jia lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and tiptoed out. He wanted to secretly see who had been here, and he didn't want to make a scene, so he didn't wear shoes.
Near sunrise, a faint light shone into the apartment. Fu Jia looked around and didn't see any trace left by anyone, only a sweet smell wafted in the air.
Following the aroma, Fu Jia walked into the kitchen, saw the oven at work, and smelled it carefully, and could smell the aroma of bread, mixed with the smell of nuts.
There is also a soybean milk machine next to the oven, which has entered the heat preservation mode and has no aroma, but the white and fat body reminds Fu Jia of associations, which is already attractive enough.
Fu Jia clutched her stomach tightly, feeling an unprecedented sense of hunger.
He wanted to leave the kitchen and go to a room where there was no smell. But as soon as he turned around, the light was turned on.
Fu Jia was so frightened that the soles of her feet slipped and almost hit the cooking table. He was so absorbed in the oven that he didn't notice the sound of footsteps behind him.
Lu Qi'an put his hands down from the light switch, glanced at the oven and soybean milk machine, then at Fu Jia's hand covering his stomach, finally saw his bare feet, and frowned slightly: "The kitchen is covered with ceramic tiles. It's not too late for you to put on your shoes and come here."
Fu Jia shrank her toes stiffly, feeling very embarrassed, and explained weakly: "I… woke up early, and I found someone had come, so I wanted to come out and take a look."
Lu Qi'an Said: "It's Aunt Miao who took care of me." He took out the quilt from the cabinet and poured water. He didn't drink it, but he didn't pass it to Fu Jia, but asked, "Have you washed?"
Fu Jia was even more embarrassed. Because he found that Lu Qi'an was not only neatly dressed, but also put on a watch, indicating that he had already finished washing. Fu Jia shook his head and said, "Not yet, I'll go now."
Lu Qi'an hummed.
Fu Jia quickly returned to the guest room, put on her shoes immediately, and then changed into her school uniform. Last night, after Lu Qi'an led him into the guest room, he went back to his own room, and never came out after that. Fu Jia washed the clothes, but she didn't know where to dry them and where the hangers were. Fortunately, he found that the washing machine in the bathroom had a drying function and used it to dry the clothes.
After tidying up, Fu Jia walked out of the room and found that Lu Qi'an had already sat at the dining table and had breakfast. He sliced the toast and divided it into two portions. He ate one portion and placed the other portion opposite him. There was a cup of soy milk next to each portion. Fu Jia guessed that it should be for that Aunt Miao, and looked away tactfully.
Fu Jia was so hungry that her stomach was on fire, she tried her best to pretend she didn't care, and asked, "Where's Aunt Miao?" After
asking Fu Jia, she regretted it. He shouldn't have asked Aunt Miao right away, it was too obvious, could he have that breakfast if the owner of the breakfast wasn't around?
Lu Qi'an knew what he was thinking, and said: "Auntie Miao will come three times a day, and I asked her to stagger my time, so she should come again at eleven o'clock."
Fu Jia was taken aback.
In this way, there is only one conclusion: the breakfast opposite Lu Qi'an is for him.
But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that Lu Qi'an didn't even want to see the aunt who took care of him every day, but last night, he invited him to stay here.
Why…
why?
In the apartment, the dining room is connected to the living room. The sunlight from the sunrise fills the entire apartment through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, making the room warm and yellow.
In that instant, Fu Jia thought about many things, and thought of Lu Qi'an's unavoidable eyes on the basketball court. I remembered the dinner plate that was pushed over at noon yesterday.
There are many, many things, many years and many years.
He asked like a ghost: "Lu Qi'an, don't you… More than that you don't hate me?" Not just that you don't hate me
.
This sentence can mean many things.
Lu Qi'an didn't answer right away. Where Fu Jia couldn't see, he clasped his hands together, which could help him think.
After a while, he asked Fu Jia, "Why do you ask that?"
Fu Jia lowered her head, covered her feverish ears, and said, "Because you treat me very well, it's different from before. I want to know, is it because I have changed a lot during this period that you treat me differently?" I have the same opinion…"
Lu Qi'an noticed his red ears, and also noticed the "you are very good to me" in his words.
Obviously last night, all he said was "very good".
"You have indeed changed a lot." Lu Qi'an said, "But I told you clearly from the beginning that I don't hate you."
He remembered the time when Fu Jialai deliberately blocked his way on the stairs of the villa, and Fu Jia tore the bread into crumbs and put it in his textbook, and continued, "Unless you did something wrong."
Fu Jia was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Is his words so difficult to understand? Lu Qi'an showed dissatisfaction, and said, "Think for yourself."
Fu Jia couldn't help begging him: "Just give me a little hint?"
His tone and eyes were not just pleading, but pleading.
Lu Qi'an slowed down his tone and said: "What you want to do is your own freedom. I gave you some suggestions, but I never asked you to just listen to me."
Fu Jia still didn't understand: "Then tell me , What do I do, you think I do well?"
Lu Qi'an exhaled heavily, and said, "The Sixth Middle School attaches great importance to the weekly exam, and you should pay attention to getting a high ranking in the exam, which is related to the selection of scholarships."
Fu Jia Suddenly realized: "Okay, I'll go to review now."
After speaking, he went straight to the guest room. Going to get my schoolbag. Because he came last night under the pretext of studying, he packed a lot of textbooks in his bag.
"Fu Jia." Lu Qi'an stopped him, his voice lowered, a little harshly, "have breakfast first."
Fu Jia stopped on the spot.
It was clearly a stern order, but he felt a heat in his chest, and his face flushed, "I…I'll take a book and eat while reading it."
Then he really took a math book out of the guest room, Sitting opposite Lu Qi'an, eating toast with a book in one hand.
He took the book, but just pretended to keep his eyes away from the book, but glanced at the person opposite. Lu Qi'an
did not stop Fu Jia's absurd behavior, but said: "Today is Friday, do you know that there will be a weekly exam today?" Friday is the day when the Sixth Middle School regularly takes the weekly exam. He forgot! He completely forgot the date of the weekly exam, thinking that he still had a few days to review! Lu Qi'an put down the tableware, and said, "Give me the book, and I'll draw two questions for you. You don't need to review anything else when you go to school, just read this." Fu Jia responded blankly, and handed him the book . Lu Qi'an walked into the living room, took a pen from the glove box on the table, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned sideways to use the light from the window to make marks on the textbook. While eating breakfast, Fu Jia turned her head to peek at him frequently. Of course, there was no peeking between Fu Jia and Lu Qi'an, because Lu Qi'an was extremely sensitive to Fu Jia's gaze, even if it was just a glance. Lu Qi'an turned a blind eye to this and steadily circled the question number. The next second, the hand suddenly deviated from the track and drew an abrupt slash on the paper. He calmly drew one mark after another along the diagonal line, covering up this small mistake. After breakfast, Fu Jia and Lu Qi'an came to the school together and separated in the school. Fu Jia was so happy that he was dizzy, completely forgetting that he slept out for no reason last night, walked into the dormitory building openly, and was directly caught by the dormitory supervisor.
The housekeeper grabbed his arm and brought him into the class teacher's office. The two held a criticism meeting together, taught Fu Jia a lesson for half an hour, and deducted two quality points from him.
Fu Jia was in a good mood and didn't feel sorry for the two points at all. After the head teacher let him go, he raced against the clock to start his review.
He was quite obedient, and Lu Qi'an told him not to review other things, so he didn't review anything else, and concentrated on the two questions he had drawn.
The weekly exams in No. 6 Middle School will last all day long, and all subjects will be tested before school ends in the afternoon, and evening self-study will continue as usual. The positions of the students did not change, and the teachers were gathered together and randomly assigned to invigilate each class.
This is Fu Jia's first exam in No. 6 Middle School. It's boring and difficult.
This painful emotion lasted for several exams, until the math exam started, and he saw Mr. Liu walking up to the podium with the papers in his arms.
Teacher Liu didn't notice him at first, and only noticed Fu Jia when she finished distributing the papers and started circling the classroom. Then, she circled around Fu Jia instead.
Fu Jia was under a lot of pressure. He was weak in mathematics, and with the teacher watching, he needed to spend twice as much energy to concentrate. The air conditioner was on in the classroom, but he was sweating profusely. He did the last final question in a daze. He wanted to give up, but felt that the question looked familiar.
He read it several times, and finally decided that this was the question Lu Qi'an had drawn for him. Although not exactly the same, the method is the same, and even the steps are exactly the same when written.
He seemed to have been beaten to death, and it took him only five minutes to answer the question.
After collecting the papers, Mr. Liu asked another invigilator to take the papers away, and he came to Fu Jia, patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "The test is good." Fu Jia
smiled modestly: "Thank you, teacher . Teacher Liu also smiled: "
Next time you have a question, you can come to my office and ask me at any time."
Fu Jia nodded: "Okay."
Teacher Liu was very satisfied with his attitude, and asked him again: "It's time for lunch now, do you have an appointment? Why don't you go to the staff cafeteria with me?"
Fu Jia looked at her in surprise: "Why would you Invite me?"
Teacher Liu's smile deepened: "It's the first time I've seen Qi An get so close to someone other than Li Qinhe, and I'm quite curious, and I want to chat with you."
Fu Jia was a hundred willing, directly agreed.
This time it was just the two of them. Teacher Liu insisted on treating guests, while Fu Jia insisted on not having them. They paid for the dishes by themselves, paying special attention to the meat dishes. Although it was enough to eat, Mr. Liu still added two dishes to Fu Jia.
"I'm very happy to see you hanging out with Qi An. Actually, I don't like Li Qin and young people like that. I think it's too frivolous." Teacher Liu has heard about Li Qin and the waves they caused in No. 6 Middle School. Today it is said that Banhua fights for him, and tomorrow it is said that his ex-girlfriend scolded him in the street, which annoyed Mr. Liu.
"I'm a friend of Qi An's mother's side. I'm not familiar with his father's side, and I don't know much about the young master over there, so I always feel uneasy." Teacher Liu said earnestly, "I think you are quite obedient, although At the beginning, I studied in No. 16 Middle School, but as long as I am transferred, the problem will not be too big, and you answered the last math question very well."
Fu Jia replied without blushing, "I just reviewed it by chance. That question."
Of course the answer is beautiful, it was taught by Lu Qi'an!
Teacher Liu sighed: "Very good, it means that your review is very comprehensive. I feel more at ease when Qi An keeps in touch with friends like you. Now I am the only friend of his mother's who is still close to him. If he doesn't Well, I always feel sorry for his mother…"
Teacher Liu looked melancholy, as if lost in memory.
Fu Jia was very curious about the "Mother Qi'an" in her words, but Mr. Liu's expression was wrong, so he didn't ask rashly.
Soon, Teacher Liu dismissed the topic and turned to discuss learning issues with Fu Jia.
They chatted until the food had cooled down. When saying goodbye, Fu Jia looked at Teacher Liu's back and remembered that she had mentioned Mrs. Lu in front of Lu Qi'an yesterday. She obviously has a long friendship with Mrs. Lu, otherwise Lu Qi'an wouldn't be so polite to her. It's just that there was something hidden in it, which made her complexion change before she could say anything.
In fact, Fu Jia also knew a little about Mrs. Lu. He stayed in the Lin family's villa for ten years, and more or less heard things that he shouldn't have heard.
Lu Qi'an's mother was named Qi Bing. When Lu Qi'an was seven years old, she committed suicide and the cause of death was depression.
Fu Jia didn't know the exact time of Qi Bing's illness, nor did she know her cause of disease. She only knew that Qi Bing's body was crushed by a mental breakdown. short cry.
Before committing suicide, she could not even eat or excrete, and various tubes were inserted into her body.
The nurses guarded her 24 hours a day, and only left for an hour before she fell asleep. Because Qi Bing doesn't want to be surrounded by unfamiliar people when she is unconscious, it will drive her crazy. If so, the nurses will also guard the place separated by a wall, keeping awake all the time.
On the morning of Qi Bing's death, Lu Zhiyuan went overseas on business, and Lu Qi'an was taken out to study by his father's secretary. Only Lu Wanqing went to Lu Zhai to visit Qi Bing, but unfortunately she didn't stay long and left at noon.
No one expected that at eleven o'clock that night, Qi Bing miraculously woke up. She removed the tube in her mouth, which took her only ten seconds, and then swallowed the entire bottle of pills she had handy – which would have brought her into cardiac arrest. So when the nurse barged in, it was too late.
This bottle of medicine was hidden when she was still able to walk. She had planned suicide for a long time, and she did not look like a broken person.
Not being with Qi Bing at home this day became the regret of the three of the Lu family in their lives.