After New Year's Day, the students of No. 6 Middle School ushered in a dull and dark end-of-semester hell.
The first weekly exam of the new year is also the first weekly exam after the final sprint period begins. The students who usually don't work hard have started to make progress, but Fu Jia wasted a lot of energy on the recitation team. This time the test scores dropped significantly, and he fell out of the top ten in the class. His first reaction after knowing the grades was to destroy the transcripts, but Lu Qi'an still learned about it from other sources.
To this, Lu Qi'an's reaction was quite gentle. He didn't criticize Fu Jia, nor pursued him for destroying his report card. Instead, he carefully analyzed the reasons for Fu Jia's unfavorable exams, and comforted him not to be discouraged. One mistake is nothing. what.
Fu Jia was greatly moved, thinking that this matter was over. He waited for the weekend of the new week, intending to bring Lu Qi'an to bed to do something happy on a quiet night. He put his arms around Lu Qi'an's neck and leaned forward to kiss him, but was rejected by Lu Qi'an's words: "Don't let these things occupy your attention until your grades stabilize."
Fu Jia was dumbfounded when he said this. Doesn't this mean that if he doesn't get good grades, he will never be able to make out with Lu Qi'an again?
"Then it's just a kiss…is that okay?" Fu Jia said the next best thing.
Lu Qi'an wavered for a moment, but he still refused.
At that moment, Fu Jia seemed to be struck by lightning.
In order to be able to make out with Lu Qi'an as soon as possible, Fu Jia quickly regained her previous study status, pulled out all the tenacity in her body, turned on the light every night and read until midnight, and when she fell asleep, she even solved math problems in her dreams.
Lu Qi'an stayed up with him for two days and nights, on the first day he looked serious, but on the second day he couldn't stand it anymore. He stipulated that Fu Jia could only solve one math problem and dictate ten English words every night. Once he finished this task, he would go to rest.
On the contrary, Fu Jia disagreed: "That won't work. I'm so stupid and my foundation is poor. If I don't learn more than others, I won't be able to catch up with others. And now it's the end of the term, and everyone is learning very late."
Lu Qi'an said: "I'll help you Focus."
Fu Jia was a little tempted, but after a moment of consideration, he still said, "No, I'm not sure I'll pass the exam after highlighting the key points."
"Just try your best, don't force it." Lu Qi'an gave in decisively.
Fu Jia immediately closed the book, faced Lu Qi'an with a smile, hugged his waist and said, "Then kiss me."
Lu Qi'an stroked his hair, maintaining the last sternness: "Don't be afraid if you fail the exam next time, Don't hide the report card, just show it to me, understand?"
Fu Jia nodded vigorously.
Lu Qi'an softened his face, lowered his head and kissed him.
With Lu Qi'an behind him giving pressure and motivation, Fu Jia finally achieved a final grade that satisfied both him and Lu Qi'an.
The winter vacation has begun, but Fu Jia is not happy. The holiday time of the third year of senior high school was nearly ten days later than that of the second year of high school. Fu Jia transferred to the sixth middle school in the first year, and it was the first time I heard that there was such a rule. He was so angry that he jumped, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch Lu Qi'an wash up, change into his school uniform, and then go out to school on the first day of winter vacation.
He stayed at home alone for a day, and he didn't do anything except wait for Lu Qi'an's return.
At eight o'clock in the evening, he couldn't take it anymore, put on his clothes and went out, and came to squat at the gate of No. 6 Middle School early, waiting for Lu Qi'an under the street lamp.
Finally, after school, Fu Jia found Lu Qi'an from the crowd, and almost burst into tears. Regardless of the fact that there were so many classmates around, he ran against the flow of people and threw himself on Lu Qi'an.
Lu Qi'an hugged him who was on the rampage, touched his cold coat, and felt a little helpless: "Why did you come out?"
Fu Jia rubbed against his arms, with an aggrieved tone: "I miss you so much."
Lu Qi'an: "…"
He Arrived at home for dinner at 5 o'clock in the evening, and went out for evening self-study at 7 o'clock. In just a few hours, "I miss you so much" started?
Lu Qi'an let go of him and said, "Go home."
Fu Jiaqi Ai Ai agreed.
That night, Fu Jiatie slept in Lu Qi'an's arms, but he still couldn't sleep well. He had a dream in a daze, dreaming that he couldn't find Lu Qi'an no matter what, so he took a taxi all over the city looking for him, drove all over the city, and finally found him somewhere. Fu Jia paid the driver the bill and was about to get off the car, but when he touched it, he found that his pocket was empty, not even a penny. The driver wouldn't let him get out of the car if he couldn't pay. Fu Jia slammed on the car window and watched Lu Qi'an walk away…
Fu Jia woke up with a start.
He suddenly realized a serious problem.
He cautiously got out of Lu Qi'an's arms, tiptoed out of the master bedroom, went to the guest room to find the passbook he had hidden, and glanced at it in the moonlight.
He has been doing odd jobs non-stop since he made his first money with these hands at the age of sixteen. Especially during the winter and summer vacations, two more copies will be made, which will take up a full day. A few months ago, he entered the No. 6 Middle School. Because the No. 6 Middle School strictly forbids students from taking part-time jobs, he only saw payments but no receipts in his passbook. In the past few years, he has been telling himself that he must hurry up to make money during the holidays, and it is also by relying on this money that he has gained a lot of security. Even if he hasn't left the Lin family yet, even if he will stay in the Lin family for several years, as long as he has money in his own hand, he can leave at any time, he has always thought so subconsciously.
However, after getting Lu Qi'an's response, he was so addicted to this feeling that he even forgot that he was a person who couldn't afford to give Lu Qi'an milk for a semester.
He is so poor, but he lived a life with Lu Qi'an without worrying about food and clothing. Everything he wanted was available in the apartment without him spending a penny. While taking care of Lu Qi'an, Auntie Miao also took good care of him, and even took special care of his diet because of his poor nutrition before.
On the other hand, Fu Jia, if he was asked to pay for Lu Qi'an to buy something now, he would not be able to afford it. What's more, he still has one year to go to high school, and four years to go to college in the future, how can he afford it, should Lu Qi'an pay him?
Or… the Lin family, the Lu family?
Early the next morning, Fu Jia told Lu Qi'an that he wanted to do a winter job.
Lu Qi'an didn't seem surprised, and asked him directly: "Where are you going to work?"
Fu Jia said: "KTV." It was the KTV introduced by Cen Mengke before he came to No. 6 Middle School. With Cen Mengke here, he would definitely be able to get a job smoothly.
"No." Lu Qi'an directly refused.
"Don't rush to say no, there's nothing wrong with it." Fu Jia persuaded him while counting with his fingers, "Look, it's close to home, the salary is high, and it's easy. I have acquaintances there. ."
Acquaintance?
Fu Jia kept praising this KTV, but Lu Qi'an never responded to him. The more he talked, the more he felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he stopped quickly and observed Lu Qi'an's face: "I can earn less, only work for six hours, go at noon, and come back in the evening. But… If you really don't want me to go, I will Just…"
Fu Jia gritted her teeth, and forced out three words: "…not going."
Lu Qi'an looked at Fu Jia silently, and Fu Jia also looked at him worriedly, mainly because he was worried that he would get angry.
In fact, Lu Qi'an did not reject Fu Jia's ability to make money. On the one hand, Fu Jia will not let him bear his own life all the time, and he does not want to use this method to destroy Fu Jia's independence and self-esteem. But on the other hand, Lu Qi'an didn't want to let Fu Jia out of his control, out of the safe zone he had drawn for Fu Jia.
After thinking for a while, Lu Qi'an said: "You can go if you want. Even if I don't agree, you can do it according to your own ideas, don't worry too much about me. Pay attention to safety, and you have to give up if you encounter anything in the workplace." I'll make a call."
Fu Jia nodded vigorously, excitedly found out her push-button mobile phone, and said, "Then I'll write down your phone number."
In this way, Fu Jia got a job as he wished, and took the opportunity to get it Boyfriend's phone number.
Soon, the third year of high school also started to have a holiday, and the person who wanted to stay at home alone became Lu Qi'an. Fortunately, Fu Jia's working hours are not long, and the boss is not strict, so the two still have a lot of time to spend together.
Since the holiday, Lu Qi'an has been doing something. Every morning and evening, when Fu Jia was at home, he would cut off the communication between the mobile phone and the landline, and wait until Fu Jia went out to connect again. He did it carefully and strictly, so Fu Jia didn't notice it at all.
One afternoon, he turned on the communication as usual, and finally received a call that he had been waiting for for a long time.
In fact, this phone call was the biggest reason why Lu Qi'an agreed to Fu Jia's part-time job.
After the holiday, you can no longer use study as an excuse, and the Lu family will definitely contact him. It just so happened that Fu Jia proposed to take a part-time job, so we could put a little distance between him so that he could deal with it with free hands.
Lu Qi'an went to the balcony to answer the phone.
"It's vacation?" Lu Zhiyuan's deep voice came from the phone.
"Yes, Dad."
"It's quite difficult to contact you. What are you doing in the morning and evening?"
"I set aside some time to study quietly."
Lu Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone sneered slightly. It's very light, but based on Lu Qi'an's understanding of his father, he can hear a strong sense of irony from it.
"Let's go home. Our father and son haven't seen each other for a long time. I have something to ask you."
"Okay." Lu Qi'an took a deep breath, "What time is convenient for you?"
"Now." Lu Zhiyuan didn't give Lu Qi'an any respite Given the opportunity, he sternly ordered, "Come back now."
For Lu Qi'an, Lu Zhiyuan didn't need too much love, just put pressure on him, no matter how old Lu Qi'an was when he grew up.
In the Lu family, a father has absolute confidence to suppress his son.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Qi'an stood silently on the balcony, as if he saw the towering snow-capped mountains crashing down, covering the sky and covering him.