Back to the Years When My Father Was in School

Chapter 72

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At night, Lu Xiaoyan knocked on Lu Yan's door and came to apologize to her.

Lu Yan let her into the room, and after she came in, her eyes scanned Lu Yan's room disobediently.

Lu Yan stood in front of her, blocking her view.

She said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper with you. My mother said that my mental state is not stable yet. I hope you can forgive me."

Lu Yan didn't take these things to heart, and said casually: "It's nothing, we are a family."

"That's right! We are a family!" Lu Xiaoyan gave her a little puppet and said, "I sealed it with my own hands and gave it to you. I hope you like it."

Lu Yan took the little puppet doll. The doll was sewn with gray cloth. The inner bottom seemed to be stuffed with rice. The outer part was painted with human facial features with a ballpoint pen. Smeared, like a bloody mouth, the round eyeballs are filled irregularly with black pen, which looks a little scary. .

Lu Yan felt her scalp tingling, but this was the little girl's wish, and she accepted it gladly.

"Thank you."

Lu Xiaoyan sat down on Lu Yan's big soft bed very familiarly, played it, and said to her in a chatty tone: "It's amazing, you are from the future, and you are a generation younger than me. Sometimes I see you , like looking in a mirror."

Lu Yan took a look at her, and had to say that they were indeed alike, with similar facial features, but with slightly different eyes—

Lu Xiaoyan inherited Meng Zhining's almond eyes, and Lu Yan's eyes were exactly the same as Lu Zhen's and even Lu Jian's, all peach-blossom eyes.

Therefore, Lu Xiaoyan's eyes look big and cute; while Lu Yan's eyes are raised unconsciously, showing charm.

Sitting next to Lu Xiaoyan, Lu Yan asked her curiously, "How did you get better?"

Lu Xiaoyan shrugged her shoulders: "I don't know, maybe it was because I was playing on the ridge once and knocked my head. After recovering for half a year, my thoughts gradually became clear. Since I woke up, they have been very kind to me, maybe Seeing that I'm getting better, you think I'm cute, and you really want to treat me as your daughter."

Lu Yan said nothing.

She knew that in this day and age, patriarchy is very serious, especially in rural areas. Zhou's family already has two daughters and a son. For Lu Xiaoyan, she was probably more afraid than liking her.

It didn't matter that she was delirious when she was a child, but now that she woke up, she was probably afraid that she would reveal their crimes.

But because of her special background, they didn't dare to do anything to her. They could only eat and drink well, so that she would feel less resentment towards them.

This is just Lu Yan's guess. In any case, it is a good thing that she survived this ordeal without incident.

"By the way, you are my father's daughter, so you are my niece." The little girl suddenly grabbed Lu Yan's sleeve and said, "In this case... Shen Kuo is your uncle."

Mentioning Shen Kuo, Lu Yan's heart sank and she glanced at her.

She blinked her big round eyes with an innocent look on her face.

"I used to call him Uncle Shen for a while." She said, "Later, I stopped calling him that because we are about the same age."

At least for now, it is.

Lu Xiaoyan suddenly said: "In the past, everyone thought you were me, and you pretended to be me. If so... Shen Kuo must have thought you were me too~"

"so?"

Lu Xiaoyan smiled: "No, originally you existed instead of me, and now that I'm back, I wonder if you will suddenly return to your own world, after all...you don't belong to this world. "

Lu Yan's face darkened.

Lu Xiaoyan is still smiling like a flower, the little girl is not old, her eyes can't hide her thoughts, she came here to reconcile with Lu Yan is fake, she reminds her all the time - you are my substitute, everything you have, It should all be mine.

"Fortunately, Shen Kuo found me and rescued me so that I can meet my parents again. I haven't thanked him properly yet." Lu Xiaoyan said to herself: "You don't even know that he did everything for me at that time. Do not die, was chased by dozens of villagers, and even... "

"How else?"

Lu Xiaoyan suddenly stopped, seeing a worried look on Lu Yan's face, she smiled and said, "Since you don't know, then this is a secret between me and him."

"..."

Seeing the "victor" expression on Lu Xiaoyan's face, Lu Yan knew that this guy was attacking her under the guise of apologizing.

Lu Yan stood up, threw the puppet into the trash can, then walked in front of Lu Xiaoyan, touched her chin with her fingertips, and wiped it lightly.

"In the past, Shen Kuo did think that I was Lu Yan's younger sister, but this has nothing to do with you; at the same time, I want to tell you that without me, you will never come back in this life, so be grateful."

After she finished speaking, she threw Lu Xiaoyan out of the room and closed the door.

In front of the "enemy", she operated hard, but when she was alone, she was a little flustered.

During that time, she and Shen Kuo were still arguing awkwardly, and they didn't pay much attention to him.

But right now, she couldn't care less about losing her temper, and immediately called Shen Kuo. It took him a long time to answer the phone, and Lu Yan asked him directly if there was any danger in the village.

Shen Kuo said casually: "Yes, when I was saving people, I was chased by dozens of villagers with dogs."

"Are you hurt?"

"How can you get hurt?" Shen Kuo's voice was low and mellow, but his tone was light, and he said, "I'm going to look at the house outside, and we'll talk about it at night."

"You want to buy a house?"

"Well, the dividends for this season have arrived, and I'm going to buy a house first."

Lu Yan's thoughts were immediately taken astray: "Buy, buy, buy! It's not a good time to buy a house now. If you have a lot of money, buy a few more houses!"

She knew that the housing price hadn't risen at all at the moment. In Beicheng, you could buy a house for less than 100,000.

Of course, the rmb has not depreciated yet, but in any case, buying a house and investing in it must be a huge profit.

Shen Kuo smiled: "I don't invest, I buy it to live in, and it will be useful in the future."

Lu Yan asked curiously, "What's the use in the future?"

"you guess."

Lu Yan thought for a while, then slapped her thigh suddenly: "Is the demolition right? I knew that if the demolition is to be done in the future, you can get a large amount of demolition fee. That's how the second generation came to demolish it. Wow, Shen Kuo, you are so economical." ... "

"I want to marry you."

Lu Yan was very smart, and she hadn't finished her chattering, but Shen Kuo suddenly said this, scaring her phone almost flying out.

"What did you say?"

On the other end of the phone, the young man smiled and said, "I'm demolishing the house."

"No, that's not what you said."

"if not?"

"Shen Kuo." She acted coquettishly with this tone: "You obviously didn't say that just now."

"Okay, hang up first."

"Hey..." Lu Yan hung up the phone and pouted.

He clearly said that he wanted to marry her.

In the evening, she rode her bicycle to the door of Shen Kuo's house.

The door of Shen Kuo's house was closed, and she didn't know if there was anyone in the house. Lu Yan looked by the door, then walked to the window, and looked into the house.

The light in the room was very dark, Lu Yan put her hands around her eyes to cover the sun, and she could barely see the scene in the room clearly.

With his back facing her, Shen Kuo leaned his body sideways, his upper body was bare, his back muscles were strong and smooth, and he looked really A burst.

Lu Yan couldn't help but let out a "wow".

In the past two years, his figure has really become more and more popular, it's too explosive!

Shen Kuo didn't notice the little girl peeping by the window. He turned sideways and was playing with his arm. Due to the problem of light and angle, Lu Yan didn't know what he was doing until he turned around a little and picked up the gauze to wipe his arm. Only then did Lu Yan see clearly—

His left arm slid down and there was a long wound. The wound had been professionally treated and had been sewn up with thread. It was densely packed like a centipede, but because it hadn't healed, it looked extraordinarily bloody.

Lu Yan's eyes widened, and she was stunned.

When Shen Kuo was applying the medicine, he bit a piece in his mouth, and the powder was sprinkled on it, and his body trembled accordingly.

Lu Yan felt her heart was stabbed by a blunt awl.

Shen Kuo endured the pain, re-bandaged his arm, turned sideways, and Lu Yan quickly squatted down against the wall, and squatted in the corner.

With such a serious injury, he actually pretended to be nonchalant and kept it from her.

And it succeeded, she didn't realize at all... God knows how much he hurts.

Not far away, a chubby little boy with a runny nose, holding a ball, looked at Lu Yan for no reason.

Lu Yan was breathing quickly, tears falling down uncontrollably.

She covered her mouth with her hands, for fear of making a sound, her heart hurt so badly that she was about to suffocate.

Just then, her cell phone buzzed and vibrated in her bag.

Lu Yan ran out quickly and frantically took out her mobile phone from her bag, but all the lipstick and tissues in the bag spilled out.

In the distance, the little boy looked at her more and more puzzled.

The call happened to be from Shen Kuo. Lu Yan bit the back of her hand, held her breath, and answered the call—

"Shen Kuo."

"what are you doing?"

His breathing was also a little heavy, perhaps because the pain just now hadn't subsided.

"I'm...at home." Lu Yan answered the phone while packing the scattered items into her bag: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay." His voice was extremely magnetic: "It's okay, I want to hear your voice."

When people are sick, they are always very vulnerable.

"Listen to my voice, what are you doing?"

"I don't know, I want to hear what you have to say."

Lu Yan covered her mouth, tried her best to control her breath, and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Say that Lu Yan likes Shen Kuo so much, she will never leave him in this life."

"Lu Yan... Lu Yan likes Chen Kuo so much, she will never leave him in this life."

Shen Kuo raised his tone and seemed a little surprised: "So good today?"

In the past, if she had to say something nasty, it was more uncomfortable than killing her.

"What else do you want to hear, I will tell you." Lu Yan stood up and leaned against the corner of the wall covered with green vines.

Shen Kuo was silent for a long time, and asked, "You're not at home, where are you?"

"I am home."

"Is it."

"Then I'll hang up, Shen Kuo." After Lu Yan finished speaking, she quickly hung up the phone. She was afraid that if she continued to talk, she would really burst into tears.

For so many days, Shen Kuo has been painstakingly hiding it from her, fearing that she will feel uncomfortable and feel distressed, so she is naturally unwilling to expose him.

She couldn't do anything but cry and it was useless.

After the girl left crying, Shen Kuo walked out from the door and came to the bluestone path.

The voice of the fat little boy at the opposite door talking to his mother was heard in his ears—

"That sister cried so badly."

Shen Kuo bent down with difficulty, picked up the lipstick that the girl had left behind, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes.

Silly girl.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Yan received a call from Shen Kuo asking her to go downstairs.

After she got dressed, she picked up the powder again and threw it on her face, covering her slightly red and swollen eyes.

However, it turned out that putting on powder at night was absolutely stupid. Standing under the streetlight, she looked like a Bai Wuchang who wanted to kill her soul.

Shen Kuo walked over from the night, his dark eyes were hidden under his broad brows, making them look extraordinarily deep.

He pushed her pink bicycle with one hand.

Lu Yan froze for a moment, then remembered that she had ridden a bicycle this afternoon, and when she was running away, she had left her bicycle at the door of Shen Kuo's house.

Stupid!

Lu Yan really wanted to beat herself to death.

Shen Kuo pushed the cart and walked up to her, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and murmured casually: "Your makeup is too scary. From a distance, you look like a female ghost."

Lu Yan said sullenly, "Then take a closer look."

The corner of Shen Kuo's mouth raised: "Look closer, it's a beautiful female ghost."

He was trying to make Lu Yan happy on purpose, but Lu Yan couldn't smile at all. She walked up to him and touched his sleeve, which was as light as a feather.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked you to go." She clenched her sleeves, her lowered eyes filled with distress.

Shen Kuo was a little helpless, and said to her, "It's just a skin trauma."

"It's on the arm, any other place . . . I can't bear it if anything happens to you."

Lu Yan's voice was low and hoarse, as if suppressing strong emotions: "No one is worth your life, no one is worth..."

Shen Kuo hugged her back with one hand, and patted her lightly: "You deserve it."

Everything he did was for her.

Lu Yan clenched her lower lip: "I will protect you from now on, Shen Kuo."

Shen Kuo smiled faintly: "Okay."

"By the way." He took out Lu Yan's lipstick from his pocket: "I always miss things."

Lu Yan's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she reached out to pick it up in embarrassment, but Shen Kuo didn't let her take it. He opened the lipstick cap, and then twisted out the paste, his eyes were extremely soft: "I like this color very much."

"Um?"

He brought the lipstick close to her beautiful cherry lips, and carefully applied a blush on her.

His breathing was light and slow, and his dark eyes were clear and clean. Lu Yan stared at his approaching handsome features, feeling like her heart was about to melt.

"You... can you paint?"

"meeting."

"Huh?" Before Lu Yan could react, Shen Kuo pressed the back of her head and kissed her.

! !

Lu Yan felt that his cold lips were crushing hers... the tip of his tongue licked away the bright red on her lips little by little, extremely lingering.

Lu Yan finally smiled: "Is it delicious?"

"Um."

He bit her lower lip lightly: "It's delicious, and I want more."