Although Mo Qiu has a very rare surname, when he was studying, he was not outstanding in terms of grades or appearance, and his personality was even more dull and timid, gloomy and reticent. He wore thick wine bottle bottom glasses all day long, and was alone in school. Walk alone, never make friends with others.
Adult society sometimes has to make various disguises and sacrifices in order to fit in with the group. Although young people do not have so many conflicts of interest, they have a stricter set of rules.
Mo Qiu's eccentricity and aloofness quickly made him the black sheep among the white sheep, and the object of exclusion by everyone.
In the beginning, it was just complaints about his personality and ridicule of his words and deeds in private. Slowly, the behavior escalated, and more and more people joined in the frontal humiliation and bullying. Wherever he walked, everyone avoided him, and the incinerator was the destination for the things he used.
He is like a walking nuclear pollution source, he is not welcome anywhere, and even the class teacher has a lot of opinions on him because of his poor grades.
It wasn't until Mo Qiu was pushed down the stairs due to the increasing bullying and broke his leg that the school leaders paid attention to it and discussed countermeasures with the head teacher.
And the countermeasure they discussed all afternoon was really simple and rude - before Mo Qiu's leg injury healed, I, Lu Feng, would help him one-on-one. Not only to be his "legs", but also to guide him in his homework, to stimulate his emotions, so that the two can make progress together.
I have to say, whoever came up with this idea is a fucking genius.
I was forced to work and became Mo Qiu's protector, even changing my seat to his side.
Although everyone still doesn't want to see him, but they may be concerned about my existence, and they haven't risen to the level of bloodshed.
After finishing the support work, Mo Qiu's grades improved greatly due to my outstanding performance. The head teacher was so excited that he appointed me to continue to be his private tutor until the end of the semester.
As a result, one semester after another, just like that, I worked as his nanny, bodyguard and tutor for two full years. In the end, I only got a graduation gift from the class teacher who said, "Keep helping classmates and be good at sharing worries for teachers".
I haven't seen Mo Qiu since high school. I didn't have much communication with him in private, he didn't talk much, and I also felt that he was not the same as him, and consciously kept a distance from the beginning. After graduation, they went their separate ways without even leaving a contact information.
Today such a sudden reunion, I really did not expect.
"What a coincidence." Mo Qiu's eyes were filled with surprise and nostalgia, "We haven't seen each other for many years, I thought... I thought I would never see you again."
Except that the bottom of the wine bottle has become thinner and he has grown taller, his personality has not changed much.
I couldn't stop laughing: "You make it sound like I'm going to die after graduation."
Mo Qiu was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, no, I, I said the wrong thing... I guess I didn't expect to see you again."
Not much difference.
I stopped teasing him and asked, "Who are you here?"
Only then did he seem to come back to his senses, and took out his mobile phone to show me: "Oh, yes, I'm here to pick up the photo album."
Shen Xiaoshi was very surprised: "You bought Luo Zhengyun's photo album?"
He looked at Mo Qiu too brightly, Mo Qiu blushed, and stammered again: "No, no... I'm... I'm a professional illustrator, because he has a good figure, I just want... I want to buy a copy." His photo is used as reference material."
He is considered to be three hundred taels of silver here, and he didn't ask anything, so he hurriedly shook everything out.
Shen Xiaoshi said "oh" twice as if he had suddenly realized, and sat on the sofa with his mobile phone in his hand to play games.
I asked Liu Yue to get the photo, and I opened a list and handed it to Mo Qiu, asking him to sign.
"Thank you." Mo Qiu signed the form and handed it back to me.
I also thanked him: "Thank you."
We wouldn't be able to do business without customers like him.
Luo Zhengyun's photos were carefully placed in an exquisite cardboard box, and the carton was printed with a single photo of the same style as the cover of the photo album.
It was dark all around, Luo Zhengyun was sitting on a dark blue leather chair, the faint light shone on his face, depicting his facial features as classic as an oil painting, he leaned forward slightly, looked directly at the camera, elegantly There was also a bit of supercilious arrogance in it.
Mo Qiu took it carefully, his eyes glued to Luo Zhengyun's face in the photo. It wasn't until I reminded him to inspect the goods that he came back to his senses, blushing and opened the photo to check.
No problem after the inspection, I asked Liu Yue to find a big bag for him, he carried it and stood there without turning around and leaving immediately.
I saw that he hesitated to speak, and asked, "What's the matter? Just say what you want."
"Lu Feng, that we... old classmates finally met, can I... can I leave your phone number?" He twisted the rope of the paper bag with both hands, looking embarrassed, "I will have a chance in the future, when you are free , we...can we come out for a meal?" At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he thought it was a mosquito screaming before he knew it.
"I wondered why. You have our pawn shop WeChat account? I'll ask Xiaoshi to send you my mobile phone number." My mobile phone is on the table, and I'm sure Mo Qiu brought his mobile phone today because he just used it I paid the final payment by mobile phone, but I still put up a pretentious paper between the two of us just like Sheng Minou once did.
As a former labor reformer who served ten years in prison, I really don't really want to have a drink with my old classmates and reminisce about the past.
Wait, if he asks where I went to college, I say that he is frightened, and I feel bad.
No one wants to rush to hurt their self-esteem.
"No, I'll sweep you!"
However, Mo Qiu is a stubborn person, and he doesn't seem to understand the subtext of adults. After hearing what I said, he happily took out his mobile phone.
I didn't expect it either, and I stood still for a long time before picking up the phone on the table.
"Ah good… "
Mo Qiu left contentedly, and I stared at the new name that appeared in the address book for a long time, hesitating whether to block or not.
He hung his finger above it and moved it away, forget it, since he is a customer, let's keep it for now.
Ever since I was honorably injured for saving Sheng Minou's employee, his attitude towards me seems to have changed.
In the past, as long as I dared to get close to him, he would be like an enraged wolf, growling a warning and making a gesture of attacking. But now even if I wander in front of him all the time, he can still turn a blind eye to me.
He seems to be planning to adopt a strategy of letting go and letting me retreat, not caring about me, and not bothering to pay attention to me.
It is actually a good thing for me that he no longer shows his rejection of me all the time, but now he basically treats me like air, does not look at, listen to, or touch, which really makes me less fun to provoke him.
"I'm really sorry, I'm also responsible for this matter, I didn't expect to stimulate him like this..."
Sheng Minou's office door finally opened after being locked for an entire afternoon, and a well-dressed lady stepped out from inside, wearing a beret, a dark purple skirt, and a pair of leather gloves.
I looked up from the newspaper, Sheng Minou glanced at me, then looked away as if nothing had happened.
"I don't want the painting anymore, let's end it like this." The lady looked sad and sighed after walking a few steps.
"I understand, let's go slowly." Sheng Minou personally sent her to the door, and he didn't turn back until the other party could no longer see her.
I still haven't lifted the newspaper up again, and my eyes follow him as he walks.
He obviously didn't look at me, but he seemed to have seen everything, without squinting, he pointed at me and motioned for me to follow.
Seeing that he was about to enter the office, I quickly put down the newspaper, stood up from the waiting chair, and quickly followed him.
Sheng Minou's office is minimalist and bright, without any unnecessary things, even the tables and chairs are simple and transparent.
There is no pen or paper on the desk, except for a silver laptop, there is only an abrupt red envelope.
Sheng Minou walked around behind the desk, picked up the red envelope and handed it to me: "Here, medical expenses."
I was a little flattered: "You gave it to me?"
I took it and felt it, a thick letter, at least 10,000.
"That Ms. Sun gave it to you just now. The man who hurt you is his ex-husband." Sheng Minou sat down on the transparent, uncomfortable seat and turned on the laptop. "She felt guilty, so she voluntarily took the responsibility. medical bills."
"It's not nice to meet people." I held the red envelope and patted my palm lightly, "I hope she can open her eyes and find a man next time."
"You can go." Sheng Min gave the order to chase away the guests without raising his head.
I stared at the top of his hair and the lower half of his face, and couldn't help but sighed, and said in my heart: "It's not nice to meet people."
I approached his desk, sat sideways on it, and waved the red envelope in front of him and the computer screen to attract his attention.
"Mom is dying." I put away all my expressions and said in a deep voice, "The doctor said that I might not be able to pass the new year."
He paused while typing, then slowly raised his head to look at me, without saying a word.
I licked my lips, anxious in my heart: "If, I mean, if that day really comes... can I call you?"
I don't need his company, and I don't need him to rush to take care of the funeral with me. I just want... On such a day that is destined to be full of unhappiness, I can hear a voice that makes me feel happy for the first time.
Sheng Minou leaned back on the back of the chair and said, "I thought you didn't need my consent to do anything."
"Sure, I'll call even if you don't agree." I smiled back. "But I want to make sure you answer."
He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, the laptop on the table rang, as if someone had initiated a video call to him.
"Get out." He looked over and ordered me.
Hey, it's really not the time.
I was annoyed in my heart, but I still wanted to be foolish, so I kissed the red envelope and blew a kiss to him as I walked out: "Then it will be regarded as your consent."
Sheng Minou put on the bluetooth headset, and hearing what I said, he seemed to be looking at me, but he didn't know if it was because of the person on the other end of the video or something else, so he didn't say much.