Lu Qi's home is a small town in a third-tier city. Cars turn cars, roads turn roads, and it takes nine bends and eighteen bends to see what it looks like in memory. The road is full of people, bicycles and electric vehicles are constantly flowing, and occasionally a few cars are blocked and it is difficult to move.
Lu Qi packs lightly and only carries a suitcase. His temperament is incompatible with the surroundings, but he was indeed born and raised here. This was once regarded by him as a shackle in the quagmire. He desperately tried to break free, but he kept cutting off. Where blood vessels connect.
The buildings in the small place are not high-end, the corridors are dark and narrow, the walls are covered with small advertisements, the steps are different in width, and there are excrement pulled by some cats and dogs in the corners.
Lu Qi took three steps and took two steps, and quickly walked upstairs with his suitcase, only to bump into Lu Yuan who just came out.
"Hey, why did you come back so quickly, didn't you say I would pick you up at the intersection?"
Lu Qi avoided her hand who wanted to take the luggage, and pushed her shoulders to enter the house.
"It's not that I don't know the way."
The interior decoration of Lu's house is incompatible with the gray corridor outside. The interior is covered with wooden floors, the wallpaper is elegant, the windows are bright and clean, and even in winter, there are dried flowers in vases for decoration. It's just that there is a Pearl River piano in the small living room, which takes up most of the space.
The sound of the brothers and sisters entering the room seemed to alarm the busy people in the kitchen. The chopping of vegetables stopped. A beautiful woman came out of the kitchen and looked at it. Her shoulder-length ink hair was casually secured with a rubber band behind her head. Live, the eyebrows and eyes are warm and soft like a pearl, making people unable to tell their age.
"Yeah, Ah Qi is back!"
Mama Lu smiled wide-eyed,
"Come in, come in and help me cook, I'm dying."
Lu Qi refused in his heart. He took off his padded jacket and put it on the back of the chair.
"I can't cook, it's not like you don't know."
Mama Lu chopped the chopping block hard, her face full of depression, and she muttered,
"I traveled thousands of miles to the capital, and I didn't learn anything in college."
"I went to C University, not New Oriental."
As soon as he said this, the two women in the family were happy, Lu Yuan pushed him into the room with disgust,
"Okay, after a good night's sleep, I know that I can't count on you, and I have to rely on me at the critical moment."
The Lu family is not very big, with two bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen. When they were children, Lu Qi and Lu Yuan slept in the same room as the bunk and the bunk. Later, they were separated when they were older. Lu Yuan and his mother slept in the same room, and Lu Qi slept in one room. Sleep in a room by yourself.
Even if I haven't come back for a long time, the room has never accumulated dust, and it can be seen that it has been carefully cleaned every day. There is a bed in the center, and a desk on the opposite side. There is a simple bookshelf next to the desk, which is full of textbooks from elementary school to high school, plus a thick notebook.
Lu Qi is very smart, and he is naturally more attentive than others, but like most students, he also feels that studying is very boring.
He didn't want to be like everyone else here, go to an ordinary university, find an ordinary job, then get married and have children, take out a loan to buy a house, continue to take root, and let future generations repeat a similar life.
Because when you look back many years later, you will find that in fact, every story has a similar ending.
Lu Qi didn't want this kind of similar life.
There is no right or wrong choice. In his last life, he tried his best to get out of here, jumped out of these rules and regulations, but he went around in circles and came back in the end.
So this time, what choice should he make, and in what way, to jump out of here again
It was already winter, and there were small hailstones last night. Lu Qi stretched out his fingertips, stuck it on the cold glass, and drew a line graph on it.
A doomed, but upward line chart.
"Lu Qiqi! Your phone is ringing!"
Lu Yuan's mischievous voice woke Lu Qi from his thoughts. He heard the words and touched his pocket subconsciously, only to find that his mobile phone was still in his jacket. As he walked out, he said with a stern face,
"Call me brother."
Lu Yuan was washing vegetables in the kitchen, humming a song and swaying from side to side,
"I want to call you by your nickname, Lu Qiqi, Lu Qiqi~"
More and more vigorous.
Lu Qi glanced at the caller ID and found that it was Huo Mingchen. He walked into the room and closed the door, blocking the noise of that dead girl from Lu Yuan by the way.
Lu Qi answered the phone,
"Hey?"
"it's me."
Huo Mingchen seemed to be counting the time.
"You should get out of the car, are you home yet?"
Lu Qi was lying on the bed with one hand behind his head, his eyes fixed on the non-mainstream star poster on the ceiling, which was posted by Lu Yuan when he was a child.
"Just arrived."
He didn't say a word of greeting, which made Huo Mingchen a little dissatisfied.
"Why don't you ask me what I'm doing?"
Lu Qi closed his eyes and listened carefully, and found that there was the sound of wine glasses being pushed and changed, as well as the voice of people talking. During this period, a waiter happened to serve a dish, and his voice sweetly read out the name of his signature dish. ,
"Well… "
He pondered for a moment,
"Quyuan Building, Peony Fragrance Hall, and dinner with the family."
"Fuck!"
Huo Mingchen was frightened. He even wondered if Lu Qi didn't go back at all, and followed him all the time.
"How do you know I'm in the Quyuan Building?!"
It was clear which box it was in.
Lu Qi touched the tip of his nose and found that he was a little too showy, so he quickly started looking for a remedy.
"I heard the waiter read the name of the dish just now. "Yiwosi" is the signature dish of Quyuanlou, and it's a big New Year's Eve. If you don't eat with your family, who else can you eat with."
"You can do it, you're smart enough."
Huo Mingchen is not easy to fool,
"Then how do you know I'm in the Peony Hall?"
Lu Qi's face is not red and his heart is not beating. Lying is commonplace.
"I've seen box cards in your wallet before."
"Oh."
Huo Mingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt very useful that Lu Qi remembered the little things around him. He took a small video of the dishes on the table with his mobile phone and sent it over.
"Their food is good, I'll bring you to try it another day."
Lu Qi glanced at the video at random, and suddenly paused when the camera passed a person at the table. He clicked pause, then took a screenshot to zoom in, and found that it was Huo Yuanguang, next to the other party's assistant secretary who worked in the company in his previous life.
It turns out that this old thing has now entered the company.
Lu Qi was thoughtful, feeling that the rebirth of his little butterfly seemed to have changed a lot of things.