After school, Lu Qi'an returned to the apartment where he lived alone.
It's very clean inside, because the cleaning aunt comes every afternoon to clean and prepare dinner and put it in the kitchen.
This aunt has been doing this job since Lu Qi'an started living alone in an apartment, because she is good at grasping the time, she will always leave before Lu Qi'an returns, and the two will never meet.
Neither Father Lu nor Wanqing Lu knew about this. They always thought that this aunt would stay in the apartment at any time to take care of Lu Qi'an, and even accompany him to dinner.
But when the two elders thought about it carefully, they found that Lu Qi'an had not lived with anyone for a long time for many years.
From what he realized, what his aunt said: "I will take care of you for my sister-in-law", can't really replace the beginning.
After eating, Lu Qi'an sat in the study reading a book until the doorbell rang.
He opened the door, and outside the door, Fu Jia was carrying an old black schoolbag, and the school uniform on his body was washed white.
Lu Qi'an could see that Fu Jia would try his best to look calm every time, such as straightening his back and looking directly at the person in front of him. But his hands hang down at his sides, and his fingers are always curled unnaturally.
He is nervous.
Lu Qi'an said, "Change your shoes first and then come in."
Fu Jia breathed a sigh of relief. His palms were sweaty, and he rubbed a hand on the hem of his clothes before squatting down to untie his shoelaces.
"Why do you remind me to change my shoes? Do you think I'm the kind of person who wears shoes directly into someone else's house?" Fu Jia asked.
Lu Qi'an replied, "I didn't say that."
Fu Jia shrugged: "No?"
"You keep misinterpreting what I mean." Lu Qi'an said, "changing your shoes is the only requirement I have for you to come here. I don't think it's too much for me to reiterate."
Fu Jia was stuffing his feet into his slippers, and when he heard this, he almost put them on the wrong way again.
He struggled for a moment and asked, "What is the only condition?"
"You don't need to change your background, change your parents." Seeing that he had changed his shoes, Lu Qi'an went to the study first.
Fu Jia was stunned, and quickly followed.
Today's topic, Lu Qi'an, is ready. After the two sat down in the study, he handed the book to Fu Jia: "Do these twenty courses first today."
Fu Jia took it and looked at it, and his brain hurt. "Why so many?"
"Difficulty varies." Lu Qi'an said, "The first ten courses are relatively easy. If you do it according to the textbook, it is not difficult."
Fu Jia nodded with difficulty: "Okay..."
He buried his head in reading the question, but Lu Qi'an saw the white gauze on his face and asked, "Have you been to the hospital?"
Fu Jia nodded without thinking, "I've been there."
"Which hospital?"
"The first hospital in the city." Fu Jia said nonsense.
Lu Qi'an continued to ask, "When will I go to change the medicine?"
"This is a minor injury, and you don't need to keep changing the medicine."
"If you have a small injury, you don't need to stick the gauze all the time."
Fu Jia: "..."
Lu Qi'an was the worst person he had ever met, but he forgot.
He flipped a page of the textbook, pretending he didn't hear it.
Fortunately, Lu Qi'an did not continue to ask.
He took a book from the shelf and opened it in his hand. He loves books very much when he is reading, holds the book in both hands, and turns the pages very gently.
When he came back to his senses, Fu Jia had already stared at him and turned two pages.
He woke up like a dream, lowered his head and read the question word by word, repeated several times, and finally immersed himself in it.
One person does the questions, the other reads the book, and the time flies neither too fast nor too slow. The light of the dusk dimmed a little bit, and the room was bright with warm light, which was peaceful.
What interrupted all this was a ringing of the telephone. The voice came from outside the door, it was the landline in the living room.
Lu Qi'an frowned, put down the book, and hurried out of the study.
He was in a hurry. What's the matter
Fu Jia stopped the pen and just lost his mind, letting the tip of the pen stop on the paper, leaving a dot of ink.
A minute later, Lu Qi'an came back. As soon as he came in, he said, "I'll be here first today."
Fu Jia guessed something, but still asked, "What do you mean?"
"Something happened to the villa, I have to go now." Lu Qi'an put the book on the table back into the bookshelf, "I'll go downstairs immediately after picking up my car, you can stay here, but I won't be able to go back in a short time. Come."
Fu Jia wanted to respond, but her throat was dry and she only made a mouth shape. He watched the ink dots on the paper expand, a little dazed.
"I'll go back now," he said. "And tomorrow, you don't have class on Sunday, right?"
Lu Qian said, "I will continue to stay in the villa tomorrow."
Fu Jia's chest felt sour.
Soon, he nodded clearly: "I understand, you can talk about it when you have time, anyway, learning can't be done overnight."
Lu Qi'an didn't speak.
Fu Jia picked up her bag, walked directly out of the study, and squatted at the door to change her shoes.
The phone rang again, and Lu Qi'an picked it up. The other party didn't know what to say, so he replied in a low voice, "I'll be there soon, Feng Feng."
Then he said: "Be patient, and the pain will soon be gone."
His soft tone made Fu Jia suddenly calm. The moment he walked out of the apartment and closed the door, Lu Qi'an's voice comforting Lin Fengxun on the phone was also locked in by him.
He waited patiently for the elevator.
Get out of the neighborhood patiently.
But he could not go on patiently.
It was so painful that Fu Jia's vision was blurred.
He reached out and touched his cheek, and found that the gauze that had been attached well didn't know when it was loosened. As soon as he touched it, he touched the wound, which was wet like the first day.
He was so angry that he couldn't live up to it.
Even if he was hurt so badly that he fainted from the pain, Lu Qi'an wouldn't suddenly run over to coax him.
What is he looking for with Lin Feng, what is he jealous of Lin Feng? That is a medicine jar, and someone else will take care of it for the rest of your life!
He is healthier than him, freer than him, and has a lot more things than him. He can make money in the future, buy a house, and even have his own villa in time!
He has everything.
It's just that there is no Lu Qi'an.
He yanked off the gauze, threw it on the ground and stomped on it a few times. After venting, he walked straight forward. But after walking a few steps, he folded back, picked up the dirty gauze, and threw it into the trash can by the road.
It's alright, Fu Jia.
he thinks.
Just go to the hospital.
He came to a city hospital and was scolded by the doctor.
"Do you want to be disfigured?"
Fu Jia shook his head in shame.
It shouldn't be infected and purulent, but Fu Jia has been covering it with gauze for the past two days, and he doesn't change it often. It will get worse quickly in this weather.
"What about your parents?" The doctor scribbled the medical records, and then typed, "Go, borrow a phone from the nurse outside and call your parents."
"No need," Fu Jia put on a pleasing smile, "My parents are busy with work and don't have time to come. I brought money and can pay by myself."
"This is a stab wound!" said the doctor. "You are fighting someone, right? I have to tell your parents that children can fight, but they can't use knives and guns."
"It's not even a child, I'm an adult..." Fu Jia said, "Hurry up, I'm still in a hurry to go home and do my homework."
The emergency doctor at night didn't have so much time to talk to Fu Jia. Fu Jia insisted not to call his parents, and the doctor had no choice but to let him go.
Fu Jia endured the pain and paid the fee. The doctor told him to come back in two days, but Fu Jia absolutely did not dare to come again.
Returning to the bedroom with medical records and medicines, Fu Jia pushed open the door and found a stranger inside, sitting beside his desk with Erlang's legs crossed, chewing something.
Fu Jia stopped outside the door and did not dare to go in.
This is a girl, not wearing the school uniform pants, but a short skirt.
Suspecting that he was going the wrong way, he took two steps back.
The stranger took the initiative to talk to him: "Fu Jia, didn't your classmates say hello?"
Fu Jia was puzzled to find that there was a smile on her face - she was very friendly.
"Classmate?" Fu Jia said, "I don't seem to know you."
The stranger touched his nose embarrassedly: "I just transferred to your class today. You will know when I have class on Monday. My name is Cen Mengke."
Fu Jia pointed to the floor: "I don't care who you are, this is the men's bedroom, how did you get in?"
"Oh." Cen Mengke took out a tissue and spit out what was chewed in his mouth. Judging by the color, it should be betel nut. "Boys can't go to women's dorms, and it's not a big deal for girls to go to men's dorms."
Fu Jia thought of a certain possibility. He asked coldly, "Liu De called you here?"
The girl was led into the boy's dorm, and it was found that she didn't know what would happen. If the girl in front of him makes up some bad words, he won't need to study.
Zeng Mengke was stunned: "Who are you talking about?"
Fu Jia ignored her, turned around and left: "I went to the dormitory manager, but I never walked into the house. The surveillance camera in the corridor was photographed."
"Wait a minute..." Cen Mengke stopped him, closed his hands, opened his eyes wide and pretended to be cute, "The dormitory manager finds out that we are finished..."
Fu Jia was not so cute, but got goosebumps: "This classmate, you can be more direct about what you want to do."
Cen Mengke was stunned for a while, then spread out her hands: "I... I didn't want to do anything."
Almost at the same time, footsteps sounded behind Fu Jia. It was Liu De and his two younger brothers who came back.
Liu De walked in aggressively, and when he saw Cen Mengke, he was stunned and stopped.
The two younger brothers were also very puzzled and asked, "Who are you?"
As soon as he finished asking, Liu De slapped him on his back, causing him to scream in pain.
Cen Mengke's expression was innocent.
"Why are you here?" Liu De asked. His voice was very low, as if he didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Cen Mengke.
Cen Mengke grinned: "You three sleep elsewhere today, I want to talk to Fu Jia alone."
Liu De's expression was not very good, but he nodded obediently and dragged his two younger brothers away.
Fu Jia, even a fool, could see that something was wrong. He asked Cen Mengke, "What does this mean?"
"It doesn't make any sense." Cen Mengke compared a pistol to her mouth and fired it childishly, "It's just that the eldest brother of the three eldest brothers is my eldest brother."
Cen Mengke opened her hands with a look of intoxication: "The bad students in the entire Sixteenth Middle School are my biggest."
Cen Mengke kept her arms open, waiting for Fu Jia to come and flatter her.
But Fu Jia was very perfunctory: "Is that so... My name is Fu Jia, but you already know it." He always stood outside the door, didn't step in, and asked her, "What do you want to say?"
Cen Mengke was stunned: "You only have this reaction after knowing my identity?"
Fu Jia said impatiently, "What the hell are you doing here?"
Cen Mengke folded her arms and snorted from her nose. She decided not to bother with Fu Jia. She glared at him and asked, "What's your relationship with Li Qin?"
What's this mindless? Fu Jia didn't immediately understand which Li Qinhe she was talking about, so she said, "I don't know him."
"Don't know?" Cen Mengke's eyes widened, "Then why would he want me to transfer to your class to cover you? Your name is Fu Jia, Fu next to the herringbone, the reward."
Fu Jia frowned and thought of something: "Li Qinhe?"
"Yeah, he's my eldest brother's eldest brother. No. 6 middle school knows, he is the worst bad student there." When Cen Mengke talked about this, her eyebrows flew to the sky with pride.
Fu Jia's face quickly sank: "I know him."
He didn't say he knew, but he knew.
Presumably Young Master Li is just like him and doesn't want to know him and Fu someone.
Fu Jia grinned: "I have nothing to do with him. If I had to say it, I would definitely beat him up when I saw him."
"Ah?" Cen Mengke was confused.
Fu Jia grasped the doorknob: "I've already learned his methods, and I don't want to continue to teach them any more. Just stay inside and I'll call the dormitory manager." After speaking, he slammed the door with force. close.
Cen Mengke was stupid.
When Fu Jia heard her slap on the door, she shouted in confusion, "What's the matter, I'm really here to cover you, and my class has changed!"
Fu Jia ignored it.
He found the dormitory on the first floor. The other party heard the situation and was so frightened that he jumped up and hurried to Fu Jia's dormitory. But when the two opened the door, there was no one inside, only the window was wide open.
The dormitory checked the surveillance and saw that the female student sneaking into the male dormitory had her head swollen.
"She's a habitual offender." The dormitory said helplessly. "She's... a little difficult to manage. Please change the lock on the door."
Fu Jia expressed his understanding, thanked the host, and returned to the dormitory.
Of course he wouldn't change the lock, and he would have to pay for it.
The three of Liu De did not come back that night, and Fu Jiaan stayed in the dormitory quietly, studying until the lights were turned off, and then went to sleep.
After frequently turning over, he slept the heaviest sleep after moving out of the Lin family villa.
Although he was heavy, he didn't sleep well.
If he had known what he would dream about, he would rather choose not to sleep all night.
People who can't get it in reality, it's better not to dream in a dream.