"come in."
Lu Qi'an was refreshing and decisive, but Fu Jia was stunned, standing there, motionless.
He didn't believe it would be so simple.
Lu Qi'an looked at him: "Don't come in?"
Fu Jia shook his head and stepped into the door in two steps.
His apartment is still the same, with little life. In the guest shoe cabinet, three pairs of brand-new slippers are neatly arranged, like the goods in the store.
Fu Jia casually took a pair and put it on, noting that the tiniest corners of the shoe cabinet were spotless.
Because Lu Qi'an loves cleanliness, he will replace the slippers that others have only worn once, not because he dislikes him, right
Fu Jia did not ask the exit.
Lu Qi'an entered the living room, and Fu Jia followed him to the living room.
Lu Qi'an sat on the sofa. It was a beige fabric sofa with no pleats except where he sat. Fu Jia looked around, but hesitated to sit down.
He asked, "Aren't you going to the study?"
Lu Qi'an picked up the kettle and glass in front of him and poured water. He didn't drink it after pouring it, and put it back on the table: "No, it's here."
Fu Jia looked left and right, but did not sit next to Lu Qi'an, but sat on the small sofa placed on one side, put the schoolbag on his lap, and rummaged through the exercise book.
After taking out the exercise book, Fu Jia turned to the page he marked before handing it over, and said, "I marked every question, not many, about ten questions."
Lu Qi'an took it over and looked at it: "For you, these questions all have a certain degree of difficulty. On average, each question takes ten minutes."
"Ten minutes?" Fu Jia was a little surprised. He's here to mess around, but it's a big night, and he's not shameless enough to occupy someone else's 100 minutes in one breath. Afraid of Lu Qi'an's misunderstanding, he waved his hand and said, "It's enough to say one thing, just one thing."
Lu Qi'an looked up at him: "One way?"
Fu Jia didn't dare to hesitate, and nodded vigorously: "Just one."
Lu Qi'an didn't say more, and started talking about the topic directly. His estimation was accurate. Although it only took him three or four minutes to speak once, Fu Jia couldn't understand it, so he had to slow down and speak again, and it did take ten minutes in the end.
During this period, Fu Jia has been sitting on the spot in a very orderly manner, not moving. He has memorized the topic, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't come over to watch it.
After saying that one is the one, Fu Jia nodded and said, "I understand", he directly closed the exercise book and handed it back.
Fu Jia took it with both hands and said, "Thank you."
Lu Qi'an answered lightly, "No."
Fu Jia took a deep breath and tried to appear indifferent: "Then I'll go back."
Lu Qi'an glanced at his watch: "Now the school is locked."
Fu Jia shrugged and said jokingly, "I'll see if I can go in with Mr. Liu. If not, I'll just stay in a hotel, or sleep in the park." After speaking, he cheered for himself and smiled.
Of course, Lu Qi'an didn't smile.
He didn't find it funny, because he was sure that Fu Jia would go to sleep in the park after he left.
Fu Jia won't go to Teacher Liu, because Fu Jia doesn't even dare to sit on the sofa in his apartment, how dare he go to a teacher who is close to him? Fu Jia won't go to the hotel, because Fu Jia is not willing to eat even a meat meal, so why is he willing to spend money on accommodation
He probably also felt that he successfully entered this apartment today and stayed for more than ten minutes, and the price was just to lie down in the park for a night, which was quite profitable.
Lu Qi'an pushed the water that had been poured out early and said, "Drink it."
Fu Jia's eyes widened in shock, and he quickly shook his head: "I'm not thirsty."
Lu Qi'an looked at his dry, peeling lips and said, "You look thirsty."
Aware of his gaze, Fu Jia subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his lips with the back of his hand: "Maybe. But you can drink it yourself, and I'll drink it yourself." After he finished speaking, he paused again, "No, I am now. I'll go, I'll go out and buy a bottle of water later."
He's talking nonsense again.
He was reluctant to buy water at all, and would probably stay up until the morning to go back to school and go to the cafeteria to drink for free.
Lu Qi'an knew that Fu Jia could not have saved so much. If he didn't move out of the Lin family villa, Aunt Chen would be responsible for all the necessities of life, and the school expenses would also be deducted from the card that Aunt Chen took. What's more, even if he moved out, if he didn't transfer to No. 6 Middle School, if he didn't study hard all day, if he wasn't restricted by the school and couldn't work part-time, he wouldn't have to be so preoccupied and eat the money he had accumulated every day.
Lu Qi'an knew it.
Because he knew, he said, "Drink, it's getting late, you can stay with me temporarily tonight."
Even when Lu Qi'an spoke at length, his tone rarely fluctuated. It is because of this that other people can't figure out his true thoughts, and can't judge whether his words come from the sincerity or the surface politeness.
Fu Jia has a ruler in his heart, and knows what can be taken seriously and what can't be, so he will accept a lunch complacently, but he does not take Lu Qi'an's current words seriously.
He shook his head and said, "No, I live here... It shouldn't be convenient."
A glass full of water was placed between the two of them, and no one touched it. Lu Qi'an said, "I know you can't go back to school, so will I drive you away? It's just a one-night stay, so it's not convenient or inconvenient."
Fu Jia's throat was dry and she felt a little dazed.
Should he be serious about this
He thought about it and said, "Don't worry, I won't go to Teacher Liu. I said that before, just because I was afraid that you wouldn't let me in. I'll go to the school's dormitory to beg for mercy. Hotel, saying going to the park to sleep is just a joke."
Lu Qi'an clasped his hands together, his knuckles pressed lightly, as if thinking. The expression on his face did not change, he was very calm. But Fu Jia was keenly aware that he was in a bad mood.
To be blunt, just angry.
If a person watches another person carefully for ten years, he will always develop some instinctive reactions.
"Are you afraid that I will find it inconvenient?" Lu Qi'an asked.
Fu Jia nodded stiffly: "Yes."
Lu Qi'an pursed his lips and said coldly, "Then let's go."
Fu Jia was stunned.
He recalled the conversation between the two carefully, realized something, and explained anxiously: "When I went in to change my shoes, I found that all the slippers were new, but I only wore them once or twice before. I thought you disliked me, so I just… "
Lu Qi'an frowned and interrupted him: "I never asked you in this regard."
He underlined the words "in this regard".
Fu Jia took a deep breath, hid his trembling hands behind him, and said, "Yes, you never asked me, I was the one who pestered you, so every time you say something, I will change it and learn it."
After saying the unspeakable words, Fu Jia felt a lot better, his hands stopped shaking, and the swelling in his chest also subsided. He said, "I'm just... afraid of making you unhappy. The time you came to see me at Sixteen Middle School, I made you angry. Not only that, but you also scolded me."
Fu Jia is already an adult, even one year older than Lu Qi'an, but his words and tone are like that of a child.
He lowered his head, unaware that Lu Qi'an's clasped hands were getting harder, even to the point where his knuckles turned white.
He also didn't notice that Lu Qi'an had been watching him from beginning to end, rarely avoiding his eyes.
"What are you afraid of? At that time, I just told you to calm down and didn't say anything unnecessary."
"You not only told me to calm down, but also called me crazy." Fu Jia accurately grasped this point.
Lu Qi'an asked him back: "You suddenly rushed up to hug me, and arched around my neck. Didn't think of asking for my permission in advance, shouldn't I scold you?"
When he said this, Fu Jia seemed to be taken back to the end of May, recalling the good smell he smelled on Lu Qi'an.
He felt embarrassed: "you came to see me suddenly and helped me put medicine on it. I thought you... acceptable."
After saying this, the two fell silent.
In the afternoon of that day, the sudden hug was as hot as fire, and it only took a little memory to feel the reckless heat.
I don't know how long it took before Lu Qi'an said, "Ask for my permission in advance next time."
Fu Jia was taken aback.
This kind of thing... can there be a next time
Before he could understand, Lu Qi'an stood up and said, "It's getting late, I'll take you to the guest room. You can relax, I won't be angry."
"Won't get mad."—a promise that is precious enough.
Fu Jia opened his mouth, but was speechless, and followed him to stand up obediently.
Lu Qi'an's apartment is not big, and the room size is small. A single bed can only be placed against the wall in it, and there is no bathroom. Even so, the windows of the room are opened wide, and the orientation is good, making the interior appear transparent and open.
Lu Qi'an let Fu Jia in, while he stood by the door: "You know the location of the bathroom, I will use it in my room, so you can use it as you like."
Fu Jia rummaged through the cupboard for the things he needed to wash, and seemed a little absent-minded. He didn't look back, but just responded with his back to him.
Lu Qi'an said no more, and reached out to close the door.
"Wait." As soon as he opened the door, Fu Jia stopped him.
Fu Jia said hesitantly, "Do you remember, I told you before that I want to get to know you?"
This is what he said when he first went to the entrance of No. 6 Middle School and squatted down to Lu Qi'an. That day was also the first time he entered No. 6 Middle School, and used a childish way to disgust Lu Qi'an, trying to get his attention.
"I haven't told you the reason. In fact, I haunt you like this because I think you are different from others, different from other people in the villa. Many years ago, I received a Band-Aid from you, Do you remember? After that day I thought, maybe you'd like to play with me..."
He dissects his desire for Lu Qi'an layer by layer, finds out the root cause and tells him, hoping to impress him.
He spoke with all his heart and lungs, unaware that he was no longer suitable for saying "play together" at his age.
The boyishness he showed made Lu Qi'an startled. In a trance, as if the summer cicadas were ringing in his ears again, his sight passed through the courtyard of the Lin family villa, and saw Fu Jia squatting beside the weeds. At that time he was just a child, hiding pitifully. Blow your fingers aside.
In the cloudy weather, the weeds were thick with dampness, the child was sweating, and the clothes were wet, and the whole person looked blank.
Lu Qian prides himself on being a single-minded person, but this time he failed to do so: he came to catch dragonflies, but was attracted by a strange child.
He deliberately threw the dragonfly to the side of the child, but the child only knew how to stare at him blankly. He had to use some skills, and the stupid child knew how to catch the dragonfly with his hands.
He asked him, "Can you give me the dragonfly?"
The child still kept staring at him, not knowing whether he heard it or not.
He wasn't angry, just found it funny.
Lu Qi'an maintained the motion of closing the door, lightly placed his hand on the doorknob, and did not speak.
Fu Jia continued, with a seriousness that wanted to cut open his heart, and said, "Lu Qi'an, you are very kind to me."
The door was half closed, and the shadow cast blocked half of Lu Qi'an's face. He was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Really?"
I don't know if he is asking Fu Jia or asking himself.
"Good night." He said, closing the door.