Second-Hand Love Letter

Chapter 18: Secondhand Love Letters 18

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Lu Yong was furious.

Shen Wenqiu, if there are other people who can take refuge in him, why come to him? Lying again.

But usually he doesn't care about him, and now he lied and wanted to leave him? Why? What did he do wrong? What else is wrong with what he did

After finally getting a chance, did it fail again

Lu Yong stared straight ahead with a murderous look, making an innocent person waiting outside who was about to get into the elevator discouraged.

The elevator closed again and sank.

Lu Yong grabbed Shen Wenqiu's wrist, as if he would not let go unless he agreed.

The more guilty Shen Wenqiu was, the more he wanted to act carelessly, and his wrist was a little painful from Lu Yong's grasp. Probably Lu Yong used a mechanical arm with no sense, so he couldn't get the size right, or it might be intentional: "Then Wasting your time."

"Dayong, stop grabbing me. I can't run away."

In fact, at this very moment, he is frantically searching for anyone in his hometown who is willing to take him in for a while. It doesn't have to be really taken in, it's just a matter of showing off with him today.

But until he got to the parking lot, he didn't realize where he had such a friend.

Ever since his family went bankrupt, everyone avoided him like a snake.

"Didi."

The headlights flickered.

Like guarding a prisoner, Lu Yong pulled him to the car door, opened it, and then let go, beckoning him to sit in.

Shen Wenqiu looked at the passenger seat and said, "You're too tired from driving for such a long distance, so let me do the driving."

Lu Yong only said two words: "I will drive."

Shen Wenqiu closed his mouth, his lips muttered: "... oh."

The gentlest people are the scariest when angry. Shen Wenqiu felt a chill in his heart, and thought again, why is Lu Yong so angry? Lu Yong must feel that he is a white-eyed wolf in his heart now.

Shen Wenqiu was about to get into the car when Lu Yong grabbed the collar of his clothes again. Shen Wenqiu felt like a dog being strangled by the nape of his neck, so he stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

With a low voice, Lu Yong said fiercely: "Forget it, don't take the co-pilot, you sit in the back, the road is so far, if you are sleepy, go to sleep!"

Shen Wenqiu took a seat in the back row, the door was open, and Lu Yong was still standing outside, as soon as he sat down, he said, "Fasten your seat belt."

Shen Wenqiu felt like a child who just went to school, and instead of talking to Lu Yong, he obediently put on his seat belt and buckled it up.

Lu Yong watched him fasten his seat belt, then moved a step, turned back, took the lamb neck pillow behind him and stuffed it to him angrily: "Here you are!"

Shen Wenqiu clutched the neck pillow in a daze, Lu Yong closed the door with a "bang", he was trapped in the car and silently watched Lu Yong go back to the left side of the car and sit in the driver's seat.

This car is an elegant gentleman with extremely violent core engine data, and it makes a thunderous sound when it starts, which is frightening.

Shen Wenqiu didn't dare to say anything, he always felt that the next second Lu Yong would step on the gas pedal to the bottom and rush out.

but.

Lu Yong drove calmly and steadily, and all operations were precise and concise without any problems.

The vehicle pulled out of the garage and onto the road.

Shen Wenqiu deliberately changed the topic, and asked slowly: "Speaking of which, when did you get your driver's license? Did you get an ordinary driver's license?"

It is not easy for people with disabilities to apply for a driver's license. Shen Wenqiu almost forgot about it. Even if it is a right that normal people take for granted, not everyone can do it.

Lu Yong said: "No, the test is for the disabled driver's license. A few years ago, the state introduced the test for the disabled driver's license, so I took the test. It was not allowed to take the test before."

It is said that there are more than 80 million disabled people in China, accounting for about 6% of the total population. There is almost one disabled person in every sixteen or seventeen people. It seems that there are a lot of data, but it is rare in life.

Shen Wenqiu has only had Lu Yong, a disabled classmate since he was a child.

Driving a vehicle is actually a very dangerous thing, so the requirements for participation in the driver's license examination are strict, and opportunities cannot be easily obtained, let alone disabled people. He thought that it might be because of this that Lu Yong was extra careful when driving.

When they were studying in the past, they occasionally went out on bicycles together, and they didn't feel any hindrance, and they could ride with one hand.

At that time, there were classmates who deliberately let go of both hands to ride bicycles for the sake of being cool. They were stupid when they were young, and they seemed to have no concept of cherishing life in their heads. Complacent.

But Lu Yong is not, he does not like all kinds of dangerous behavior, if he sees it, he will definitely bring it up in a serious way that destroys the atmosphere. Even on the road with no one, he will wait for the red light and resolutely not cross the pedestrian crossing line.

The Chinese teacher taught a word "be cautious and self-restraining". The longer Shen Wenqiu and Lu Yong got along, the more he felt that this word was tailor-made for him.

In the first semester of high school, once, a classmate in the class couldn't find something.

Someone said: "Could it be that Lu Yong picked it up as a waste product? Isn't he picking up things all day long?"

Lu Yong would sort out the recyclable bottles and paper in the trash can, and the classmates thought he had collected them and brought them back. Actually not. Shen Wenqiu knew the truth. They had seen an old lady who lived nearby rummaging through the trash can. After Lu Yong cleaned it up every day, he would put him away near the back door and give it to the old lady.

But isn't this person saying that he suspects Lu Yong of stealing? As Lu Yong's tablemate, Shen Wenqiu was the first to be anxious, and said angrily, "I've been with Lu Yong all this time, don't talk nonsense, what's going on with you now?"

Lu Yong didn't seem to understand the meaning behind the words, and said solemnly: "I can still distinguish what is usable garbage and what is not."

All of a sudden, everyone who wanted to see the joke was stalked back. Fortunately, he is tall, so others can't bully him.

Lu Yong is like this, upright, upright to the point where people worry about him.

He is like a solid steel pillar, even if it is a heavy stone, it can support it without wavering.

After thinking about it, Shen Wenqiu smiled lightly twice, laughing at himself.

He used to worry about Lu Yong's character all day long, worrying about what he would do when he entered the society? It's all his unfounded worries. Lu Yong has successfully grown into a reliable adult, but he seems to have never grown up, with no ability and no future.

He thought, if Lu Yong was in his position, he would definitely not fall into the irretrievable situation he is today.

If only, if only he came back to see Lu Yong sooner.

Maybe earlier, he was still a recyclable garbage? It has been so rotten that it cannot be recycled.

Lu Yong asked: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing..." Shen Wenqiu closed his eyes and said, "I'll sleep for a while."

Lu Yong said, "Okay, I'll wake you up when we get to the service station."

Shen Wenqiu was full of dreams. As long as I close my eyes and go to sleep, I will start to dream, mostly nightmares, sometimes several nightmares at a time.

Since moving into Lu Yong's house, he has not been having nightmares, but the memory dreams of his youth one after another in the slush claws. Dreams are all good times, a moment of happiness, waking up and returning to reality, but it is doubly painful.

I don't know if he was thinking about going home to visit his father's grave, but he dreamed of his father in the back seat of the bumpy car.

His mother died in a car accident in his second year of junior high school.

He was playing basketball with his classmates at that time, when he received a call suddenly, he had no time to change his clothes or wipe off his sweat, so he hurried to the hospital, stayed in the emergency room with his father for five hours, and managed to save his breath, but died in the ICU. Three days later, he still left.

The doctor told them the bad news.

Before the words fell, he broke down crying first.

His father hugged his shoulder, and Shen Wenqiu looked up at his father with tears in his eyes. His face was pale, but he didn't shed any tears. He just seemed to have lost his soul. After half a minute, he politely said to the doctor: "Thank you. ,Thanks for your hard work."

My father, who was always eloquent, suddenly turned into a stupid person. He spoke dryly, as if he was stupid. He seemed to have forgotten what he had just finished speaking, and repeated: "Thank you. Thank you."

Shen Wenqiu sobbed and said, "Father."

Dad took his hand and asked the doctor in a dull and slow voice: "Then... can I take my wife home now?"

Dad held him tightly and said to him, "Little Baa, let's go home. Come home with Mommy."

They had lunch in the service area and continued on their way.

Shen Wenqiu woke up and stopped sleeping.

When he was fast entering the city, Lu Yong asked: "You don't know where you will stay when you go back, so I can change the navigation destination."

Shen Wenqiu said, "Send me to the cemetery, Jingshan Bamboo Garden. I'll go visit my dad's grave first."

So we diverted to the cemetery.

When Shen Wenqiu's mother passed away, their family was in a good family, and his father bought a cemetery in the best local cemetery for 500,000 yuan, which was a joint burial cemetery. At that time, there were still many boss uncles who bought land and built tombs privately, and some people wanted to introduce Mr. Feng Shui to him, saying that whether the burial was good or not would affect the career Feng Shui.

But Dad still refused, and said to Shen Wenqiu privately: "After all, it is still illegal to talk about it. I can find a way when I am here. If I am not here, you will die. What if you are demolished because of something? I I don’t know anything after I die, it’s not good if my mother and I are separated. It’s better to be legal and compliant.”

You can't be afraid of risks in business, only on this point, Dad doesn't want to take any risks.

Thanks to the full payment in advance, the tomb on the left was empty. Even though their family went bankrupt and had no money, Shen Wenqiu managed to finish the funeral smoothly and buried his parents' urns together.

He has lived in a muddle these years, and often doesn't even know what day he lives in. Only the anniversary of his parents' death is clearly remembered, and he has to visit the grave every ancestor day.

Shen Wenqiu bought joss sticks, paper money, and drinks at the service center, put them in a basket, and bought a bouquet of flowers, and Lu Yong also bought a bouquet, holding it in his arms.

The two of them, one behind the other, walked silently in the bamboo forest along the bluestone path to the depths of the quiet mountain forest.

Birds singing, streams, pines and bamboos, setting sun.

In this quiet place away from the troubles, even the chirping of the cicadas seemed less noisy and annoying.

On the treated granite tombstone, the photos of the deceased are pasted with special craftsmanship, all of which are photos of the prime of life. My mother's posthumous photos were chosen by my father, and I picked my mother's most beautiful appearance in her twenties.

Shen Wenqiu selected the father's posthumous photo. After much deliberation, he also found an old photo of the same age as the mother's posthumous photo.

In this way, it is a good match.

Light candles, worship, and burn paper money in a special copper basin.

He can afford to burn paper money now, and he can burn tens of thousands of Ming coins.

Lu Yong stepped forward to present a bouquet of flowers.

Shen Wenqiu burned all the paper money, and was about to use the remaining fire to light the incense sticks, and was counting the incense sticks, Lu Yong squatted down together with him, and asked, "Can you order some more, I also want to offer a stick of incense to my uncle and aunt."

So one person lit six incense sticks, and three incense sticks were inserted in each of the two incense burner cauldrons.

The atmosphere was solemn, and the two worshiped.

Shen Wenqiu bowed, his heart was empty, he didn't have anything to say to his parents, he had already said it the last time he came here, because he had already made up his mind, so there was no need to repeat it over and over again.

Instead, he finished the worship first, and Shen Wenqiu opened his eyes to look at the people around him.

Lu Yong was still bowing seriously, bending over ninety degrees every time, without any perfunctory, then straightened up, held the incense stick, and closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Yong stood there, motionless, for five minutes before he opened his eyes and plugged in the incense stick.

The cemetery closes at five.

As the two walked out, Shen Wenqiu said, "It's so late, you should drive back quickly, or it will be too late. If you ask for leave today, you have to go to the company tomorrow, right?"

Lu Yong said, "No hurry."

He is not in a hurry, Shen Wenqiu is in a hurry.

Lu Yong stared at him steadily, with no conspiracy in his eyes, but as if he wanted to see through him, he said, "I'll take you to your residence, and I'll leave after you stay here."

Shen Wenqiu's head was about to get bigger, but even though he was impatient, he still couldn't think of how to deceive him, so he could only continue to make up a little lie to get over the current predicament: "It's getting late, or we should go have a meal first Bar."

Lu Yong nodded: "Okay. What are you going to eat?"

Shen Wenqiu recalled: "Do you still remember a restaurant we went to when we were in high school, Uncle Beef Noodles. I passed by and saw it before. It's still open. Let's go eat."

Shen Wenqiu said he would show him the way.

Lu Yong replied, "I still remember Lu."

The boss saw the two of them, took a few more glances, and recognized them. He hesitated for a while, and said with a smile: "You haven't been here for many years. It's still a large serving of fine noodles with spicy, and a wide noodles without coriander. ?”

Shen Wenqiu was surprised, and smiled back warmly: "Yes. Do you still remember us? It's because your business is booming as usual."

The boss said with a smile: "I don't necessarily remember others, but I have an impression of you two. You are a good-looking handsome guy with red lips and white teeth. It's rare to see a handsome boy like you. There is also a friend of yours who is together every day. tall and dark."

The price is still the old price.

Two bowls of rice noodles are on the table, full of beef and offal.

Lu Yong took two bites, thought of something, smiled naively, and said: "Actually, I discovered a long time ago that when I went out to eat with you at that time, the boss would give more, and the auntie didn't shake the spoon when I was eating in the cafeteria. You fill it up and fill it up, giving you enough meat."

Shen Wenqiu didn't pay attention: "Really?"

Lu Yong nodded in confirmation: "Yes. Everyone likes you."

Shen Wenqiu smiled and said, "It's all about the old Huangli."

They all like Xiaobaa, but he hasn't been Shen Xiaobaa for a long time.

While chewing carefully, Shen Wenqiu thought about how to prevaricate next, he thought, if it's really not possible... let's go to Xuan Jiayou first.

"Isn't this Young Master Shen?"

A man's voice suddenly sounded above his head, as if a sticky and slippery snake was suddenly thrown in from his neckline. Shen Wenqiu shuddered, sat up straight, and turned to look.

Seeing this loan shark, Shen Wenqiu's scalp felt numb, and his ghost really lingered.

Old Wu put his hand on his shoulder, squeezed it lightly, and looked at him with a smile: "It's a coincidence, isn't it? The brothers are missing you. I just met you."

Looking at Lu Yong again, he said, "This is the friend you mentioned last time?"

Lu Yong asked: "Are you?"

Old Wu said: "My surname is Wu. I work in transportation. You can call me Old Wu. What's your name?"

Lu Yong took out a business card case from his pocket, pulled out a business card and handed it over: "Lu Yong."

Old Wu took it over to look at it, took a drag on his cigarette, and smiled: "Yo, it's still a bronzing business card."

He intentionally read aloud: "Hefeng Co., Ltd.... Recycling technology... Used batteries, recycling of electronic waste, rare metal cobalt... Cobalt... Does the next word read "nie"? Haha, I still can't read it , I am very old and illiterate.”

"It looks very high-tech. Rich and rich. Boss Lu Boss Lu."

Old Wu put away his business card and said to Shen Wenqiu, "Young Master Shen, didn't you say you wanted to bring your friends to play last time?"

"It's better to choose the day than to bump into the sun. It happens that there is a scene tonight, so let's go there together now."

Shen Wenqiu turned cold, and lied without blinking: "I don't know him well, he's not my friend. I can't take him there."

This unexpected plot made Lu Yong stunned: "..."

Old Wu didn't get angry, but just turned his head to look at Lu Yong, and asked, "He said you are not his friend. Young Master Shen just likes to joke, right? He has a sense of humor. Friends, let's go play together."

Then he said to Shen Wenqiu: "That's not what you said when I was looking for you last time. To be a person, you must be honest and not lie. Even a three-year-old child knows that. Young Master Shen, do you think so?"

Shen Wenqiu insisted: "Anyway, he is not my friend. I can't take him there with me."

Old Wu wanted to talk to Lu Yong again, but Shen Wenqiu couldn't sit still. He stood up, but without knowing where the strength came from, he grabbed the fat man and dragged him outside, preventing him from getting close to Lu Yong.

Lu Yong stood up, took the time to button up the hem of his suit, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go together."