In the early morning when Fu Jia was woken up by dreaming of Lu Wanqing and Lin Fengxun, the mother and son also left early from the Lin family's villa for the cemetery in the north of the city.
Lin Fengxun was not used to getting up so early and dozed off in the car. After arriving at the destination, Lu Wanqing did not wake him up, and got out of the car with a white chrysanthemum in her hands.
In September, the sun is no longer so hot, and the air is still a bit cool outside the cemetery on the outskirts of the city. Lu Wanqing hugged the flower basket tightly in her arms, and told the driver not to wake Lin Fengxun, if he woke up, just push him up the mountain slowly, don't worry.
Seeing that the driver agreed to come down, Lu Wanqing straightened her back and stepped up the stone steps step by step.
Every year in September, a depressive atmosphere would envelope the Lu family. She didn't dare to contact her elder brother or nephew, for fear of breaking the ice between the two of them and releasing some ferocious beasts that would destroy the Lu family.
In the beginning, the three of Lu's family would visit Qi Bing's grave together on the anniversary of her death, and September has not become so eerie as it is now. Until four years ago, a quarrel broke out between the father and son in front of the grave. The two accused each other in front of the tomb, wishing to have Qi Bing's body cut up and questioned clearly. In the end, the quarrel was fruitless, Lu Zhiyuan raised a flower basket and threw it on his son's face.
Since then, Lu Qi'an has not come.
Perhaps he had long felt that Qi Bing's ashes had already been taken away by her parents, so what was such an empty tombstone?
Contrary to his son, Lu Zhiyuan showed up at the cemetery every year on Qi Bing's death day with an almost stubborn attitude. This time, it was Lu Wanqing's turn to be unbearable. She couldn't stand her brother's long silence in front of Qi Bing's tombstone, or his self-confrontation with the dead.
Therefore, she would choose to visit the grave in early September to avoid the real death day and avoid Lu Zhiyuan.
Qi Bing's tomb has been cleaned up all the time, Lu Wanqing deliberately came early, so no one else can be seen on the entire mountain. Such emptiness and cleanliness gave Lu Wanqing the illusion that there were only her and Qi Bing in the world. She squatted down, and the hand that offered the white chrysanthemum was trembling.
Lu Wanqing always remembers that when she first met Qi Bing, this woman who was not much older than her smiled when she saw her and said, "Hello, Wanqing."
Lu Wanqing doesn't like strangers, let alone this stranger As soon as she came up, she became her sister-in-law, and said coldly: "Hello, sister-in-law."
Qi Bing glanced at Lu Zhiyuan who was standing beside him, and found that he had no intention of introducing the two of them. His eyes were a little helpless, but he smiled. The harder you work, the more cordial you are: "You don't need to call me sister-in-law, we are not that old, just call me Sister Xiaobing."
After getting married, Qi Bing quit her job to work as a full-time wife in Lu's family, working as hard every day as the first day . I heard that in the high school she teaches, she has been rated as the most popular teacher among students for several years in a row, because she is gentle and cheerful, and can make students feel family-like care.
Lu Wanqing was gradually moved by her, but she never changed her words. Until Qi Bing passed away, she never called "Miss Xiaobing".
The last thing Qi Bing left for her was a look that was so calm that it was lifeless. She didn't know that Qi Bing was holding a deadly medicine bottle in her hand, and she didn't know that she had made up her mind to die a long time ago, so she just begged her with tears: hold on, hold on.
Qi Bing couldn't speak, and blinked at her.
With the response, Lu Wanqing was quite encouraged, and said: Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will help you take care of your home until you get better, you must rest in peace and get better soon.
Lu Wanqing never thought that this sentence would become the most regretful thing she ever said in her life.
Qi Bing had been dead for ten years, and these words tortured her for ten years.
She couldn't help but wonder, if she hadn't said that at the time, would things have turned around?
In the distance, the driver pushed Lin Fengxun, who was on a wheelchair, gradually approaching.
Lin Fengxun waved at her: "Mom!"
Lu Wanqing smiled at him.
She looks all right.
It seemed that she wasn't the one who was suffering and regretting in front of the tombstone just now.
In the afternoon, after finishing the last subject, Fu Jia straightened up and realized that she was sweating all over in the air-conditioned classroom.
Datou couldn't wait to discuss with him: "Old Fu, how did you do in the exam this time? And I saw Teacher Liu treat you to dinner at noon, you must tell me well…"
Before he finished speaking, Fu Jia picked up his bag He stood up and interrupted him: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Datou had a
flash of inspiration, and asked tentatively, "Could it be…Senior Lu?"
Fu Jia didn't answer, but just grinned. He no longer cared about the big head, and rushed out of the second year of high school teaching building along the flow of people, and then rushed into the third year of high school against the flow of people.
Fu Jia didn't know which class Lu Qi'an was in after he was promoted to the third year of high school, and he didn't know whether he had left the classroom. He fumbled all the way, and finally found Lu Qi'an in Class 1 of the third year. He was in the front row by the window and was packing his things.
Fu Jia leaned against the back door, waiting patiently for him to come out.
But he was a stranger, leaning against the door and kept looking in, with a strange smile on his face, so conspicuous, many people in the classroom looked at him.
Lu Qi'an didn't want to be lively, and he was doing his own thing. Li Qinhe next to him was just the opposite. When he turned around and saw Fu Jia, his expression immediately sank.
Fu Jia regarded him as nothing, staring at Lu Qi'an non-stop, which made Li Qinhe feel angry, stood up from his seat and walked towards Fu Jia. The students felt the murderous aura on him, and made way for him one after another.
"Hello, Fu Jia." Li Qinhe put his hands in his pockets and shouted unceremoniously.
Fu Jia looked at him and reacted exactly the same as him.
She put away her smile, stared at her eyes, her face was so cold that ice could be scraped off.
Li Qinhe frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
He himself was taller than Fu Jia, and when he asked this question, he deliberately raised his chin so that his gaze at Fu Jia turned into a condescending sideways glance.
Fu Jia laughed silently.
He stepped into the classroom one step at a time, his dantian said angrily, "None of your business?"
This sentence was pronounced clearly and loudly.
The students onlookers were all stunned, Li Qinhe was also stunned for two seconds, and then he asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"
Fu Jia was once again annoyed: "I said it's none of your business, we don't know each other well. Well, why am I here to report to you?"
Li Qinhe was so angry that his temples throbbed, he stepped forward, pushed Fu Jia's shoulder with the back of his hand, and tried to push him out of the classroom: "Go out and talk."
Fu Jia was caught by him Pushed and swayed, almost fell backwards. He held on to the door frame, and his anger also surged up: "What can I say when I go out, do I have something to say to you?"
Li Qinhe cursed secretly, raised his hand to grab Fu Jia's arm, and led him outside the classroom : "I warn you, don't think that I can't fix you after you come to No. 6 Middle School, you'd better get out!"
Fu Jia clung to the door frame tightly, not willing to take a step back, new and old hatred Superimposed together, it made him especially want to hit someone. But he held back, just gritted his teeth and cursed, and greeted Li Qinhe's family.
"You…" Li Qinhe clenched his fists.
Seeing that the two were about to start fighting, there was an uproar in the classroom, but it was very common for Li Qin and his side to have this happen, no one went to sue the teacher, and no one stopped them, they just watched the excitement from the sidelines.
Lu Qi'an turned around, and what he saw was the two of them arguing at the door, surrounded by a circle of classmates, and even other classes. His eyes turned cold, and he stopped loudly: "Fu Jia, what are you arguing about?"
His voice was neither high nor low, but it made Fu Jia and Li Qinhe tremble at the same time.
Li Qinhe let go of Fu Jia quickly, put his hand next to his head, and stroked the back of his head.
Fu Jia didn't expect to be "criticized by name" by him, so he was very blocked in his heart, lowered his head, and kept his hands and feet neatly by his side.
"It's nothing…" Fu Jia said, "I came to look for you. I wanted to wait here for you to come out, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
Lu Qi'an approached him, his tone was cold, but his eyes gradually warmed up: "You You shouldn't swear in public."
Fu Jia was taken aback, then nodded stiffly.
He didn't think it was a shame to say dirty words to Li Qinhe, but Lu Qi'an said it was not good, so he was willing to admit his mistake and correct it.
Li Qinhe was in a good mood watching Fu Jia being criticized, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
In the next second, Lu Qi'an's eyes were aimed at him like a knife.
"Come out with me."
Li Qinhe felt cold, and wanted to defend himself: "No, I just cleared my throat…"
Lu Qi'an didn't speak, and walked out of the classroom first. Li Qinhe understood that this was not a joke, so he quickly moved away. Positive attitude, follow out.
The two walked all the way to the rest platform at the end of the corridor, avoiding the surrounding classmates. Fu Jia also followed, but because of her awkwardness, she kept a certain distance from them.
Li Qinhe said before Lu Qi'an: "I know I did it first today, but he has a dirty mouth, so I can't help it."
Fu Jia herself was furious, and when she heard Li Qin and the villain complaining first, she sneered and said : "Is what I said wrong? Tell me, what does it matter to you if I come here to find someone?
" If you want to bother him, of course I will stop you!"
Their voices became louder and louder, making Lu Qi'an unbearable: "More noise?"
"Of course we have to quarrel," Li Qinhe said categorically, "This man surnamed Fu is now transferred to No. 6 Middle School. If he is not allowed to clarify the situation, he may not be able to bother you in the future. We must quarrel clearly today!" Jia was so eager to move that he couldn't hold it back at all, and when he opened his mouth, he almost burst into flames: "What is unclear? Lu Qi'an and I are now alumni, and the relationship between the senior and the junior. I came to him for a normal relationship." Communication, what's hindering you?"
Li Qinhe said, "Normal, why are you normal? Your mother…"
"Enough!" Lu Qi'an's face was uglier than the two of them combined , He said to Fu Jia, "You go to my classroom and wait for me, you saw the location, the third one by the window."
Fu Jia didn't move.
He clearly heard Li Qinhe say "your mother".
Lu Qi'an repeated: "Fu Jia, you go inside and wait for me."
Fu Jia gritted her teeth and walked back to Lu Qi'an's classroom along the corridor without saying a word.
Lu Qi'an confirmed that he had entered the door, and then said: "Li Qinhe, do you know what you are doing?"
Even if Fu Jia is not in front of him, Li Qinhe is still angry: "I know, I am helping you You pay attention to him once and forget about it, why the second time and three times? Fu Xiaoli backed Uncle Lin back then, drugged him, and then used the child as a bargaining chip for threats. This behavior is simply shameless. Now Fu Jia is exactly the same as her, with a lingering ghost He is pestering you, and he even transferred to No. 6 Middle School, what are you going to do next?" The
more he spoke, the more excited he became, his face turned red, while Lu Qi'an kept looking at him coldly, unusually calm.
"I'll tell you what he's going to do next." Lu Qi'an said, "He's going to concentrate on studying in No. 6 Middle School, prepare for the college entrance examination, and get into a first-tier university in the future. He will have a life that is completely opposite to what he is now. He will never be with the Lin family again. Or the Lu family has any connection, he will have an independent personality and life."
Lu Qi'an said firmly, "I will help him with these things. The reason why he is in No. 6 Middle School is because I help behind his back. He will always stick to me because I deliberately guided him in the past.
" I was stunned.
"I want to explain clearly to you that you are now interfering in my private affairs, between me and Fu Jia."
Lu Qi'an finished the ugly words first, and saw that he was unable to utter a word with his mouth open, so he slowed down his tone, "Li Qinhe, I won't explain to you any more, but you are my friend, I hope you can understand me. I don't force you to support me, I just hope you can understand."
Between people, even if the situation is Same water and fire, as long as we can understand each other, we can still go on.
It's like he can never let go of Qi Bing's death, and what his father did when she was alive, but tried his best to understand them.