Slow-Witted

Chapter 21

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In the early morning when Fu Jia woke up from a dream about Lu Wanqing and Lin Fengxun, the mother and son also left the Lin family villa early and went to the cemetery in the north of the city.

Lin Fengxun was not used to getting up so early and fell asleep in the car. After arriving at the destination, Lu Wanqing didn't wake him up and walked out of the car with Bai Ju in her arms.

In September, the sun is no longer so hot, and the air is still a little shady outside the cemetery on the outskirts of the city. Lu Wanqing held the flower basket in her arms tightly, and instructed the driver not to wake Lin Fengxun. If he woke up, push him up the mountain slowly, don't worry.

Seeing that the driver agreed, Lu Wanqing straightened her back and stepped up the stone steps of the mountain step by step.

Every September, a depressing atmosphere enveloped the Lu family. She didn't dare to contact her brother or nephew, for fear of breaking the ice layer between the two and releasing some beast that would destroy the Lu family.

At first, the three of the Lu family would come to Qi Bing's tomb to sweep her grave together on the day of her death, and September has not become as gloomy and terrifying as it is now. Until four years ago, the father and son quarreled at the tomb. The two accused each other in front of the tomb, wishing to dissect Qi Bing's corpse for questioning. In the end, the quarrel was fruitless, Lu Zhiyuan raised the flower basket and smashed it on his son's face.

Since then, Lu Qi'an has not come.

Maybe he has long felt that Qi Bing's ashes have been taken away by her parents, so what is such an empty tombstone

Contrary to his son, Lu Zhiyuan appeared in the cemetery on time every year on Qi Bing's death day with an almost stubborn attitude. This time, it was Lu Wanqing's turn to take it any longer. She couldn't stand her brother's long silence in front of Qi Bing's tombstone, and his act of confronting the dead by himself.

Therefore, she would choose to visit the tomb in early September to avoid the real death day and Lu Zhiyuan.

The front of Qi Bing's tomb has been cleaned up all the time, and Lu Wanqing deliberately came early, so no one else could be seen on the top of the mountain. Such emptiness and cleanliness gave Lu Wanqing the illusion that there were only her and Qi Bing in the world. She squatted down, and the hand that offered the white chrysanthemum trembled a little.

Lu Wanqing always remembered that when she saw Qi Bing for the first time, the woman who was not many years older than her smiled and said, "Hello, Wanqing."

Lu Wanqing didn't like strangers, and she didn't like this stranger who became her sister-in-law as soon as she came up, and said coldly, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Qi Bing glanced at Lu Zhiyuan who was standing next to him, and found that he had no intention of introducing the two of them, and his eyes were a little helpless, but he smiled harder and more cordially: "Don't call your sister-in-law, we are not that many years apart, I'm fine, Miss Bing."

After getting married, Qi Bing quit her job to be a full-time wife in the Lu family, working as hard as the first day every day. I heard that in the high school where she taught, she has been rated as the most popular teacher among students for several years, because she is gentle and cheerful, and can make students feel like family care.

Lu Wanqing was gradually moved by her, but she never changed her mind. Until Qi Bing's death, she never called "Sister Xiaobing".

What Qi Bing left her in the end was a calm and dead look in her eyes. She didn't know that Qi Bing was holding a deadly medicine bottle in her hand, and she didn't know that she was determined to die early, but she just begged her with tears: hold on, hold on.

Qi Bing couldn't speak, and winked at her.

With the response, Lu Wanqing was quite encouraged and said, "Sister-in-law, you don't have to worry, I will help you take care of your home until you get better. You must recuperate in peace and get well soon.

Lu Wanqing never thought that this sentence would become the most regrettable thing she ever said in her life.

Qi Bing has been dead for ten years, and these words have tortured her for ten years.

She couldn't help thinking, if she hadn't said that at the time, would things have turned around

In the distance, the driver pushed Lin Fengxun in a wheelchair and gradually approached.

Lin Fengxun waved at her: "Mom!"

Lu Wanqing smiled at him.

She looks all right.

It seemed that she was not the one who was in agony and remorse in front of the tombstone just now.

In the afternoon, after finishing the last subject, Fu Jia straightened up and found himself sweating in the air-conditioned classroom.

Datou couldn't wait to discuss with him: "Old Fu, how did the test go? And I saw Mr. Liu invited you to dinner at noon. You must tell me about it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Jia stood up with a bag and interrupted him: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry."

With a flash of inspiration, he asked tentatively, "Could it be... Senior Lu?"

Fu Jia didn't answer, just grinned. He no longer cares about the big head, he rushed out of the second-year teaching building following the flow of people, and then rushed into the third-year high school against the flow of people.

Fu Jia didn't know which class Lu Qi'an was in after he was promoted to the third year of high school, and he didn't know if he had left the classroom.

Fu Jia leaned against the back door and waited patiently for him to come out.

But he was a stranger, leaning against the door and kept looking in, with a strange smile on his face, which was so conspicuous that many people in the classroom looked at him.

Lu Qi'an is not very lively, and is doing his own business. Li Qinhe next to him is the opposite. He turns his head and sees Fu Jia, his face sank immediately.

Fu Jia regarded him as nothing and kept staring at Lu Qi'an, which made Li Qinhe's heart burst into flames, so he quickly got up from his seat and walked towards Fu Jia. The classmates felt the murderous aura in him and gave him way.

"Hey, Fu Jia." Li Qinhe put his hands in his pockets and shouted unceremoniously.

Fu Jia looked at him and reacted exactly like him.

Put away the smile, stare, his face is cold enough to scrape ice balls.

Li Qinhe frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

He was taller than Fu Jia himself, and when he asked this question, he raised his chin deliberately, so that the way he looked at Fu Jia turned into a condescending slant.

Fu Jia smiled silently.

He stepped into the classroom one step at a time, and his anger sank into his dantian: "None of your business?"

This sentence is articulated clearly and loudly.

The onlookers were stunned, Li Qinhe was also stunned for two seconds, and then he asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

Fu Jia sank into Dantian again: "I said it's none of your business, we don't know each other well, why am I here to report to you?"

Li Qinhe was so angry that his temples throbbed, he stepped forward and pushed Fu Jia's shoulder with the back of his hand, trying to push him out of the classroom: "Go out and talk."

Fu Jia was pushed by him and almost fell backwards. He held on to the door frame, and his anger rose up: "What do I have to say when I go out, do I have something to say to you?"

Li Qinhe cursed, raised his hand and grabbed Fu Jia's arm, and took him outside the classroom: "I warn you, don't think I can't fix you when you come to No. 6 Middle School, you'd better hurry up roll!"

Fu Jia clenched the door frame tightly and refused to take a step back. The old and new hatred was superimposed, making him want to hit people. But he held back, just gritted his teeth and cursed, greeting Li Qinhe's family.

"You..." Li Qinhe squeezed his fist.

Seeing that the two were about to move their hands, there was an uproar in the classroom, but it was so common for Li Qin and his side to have this happen.

Lu Qi'an turned around and saw that the two of them were arguing at the door, surrounded by a circle of classmates, and even other classes. His eyes became cold and he shouted loudly, "Fu Jia, what are you arguing about?"

His voice was neither high nor low, but it frightened Fu Jia and Li Qinhe to tremble at the same time.

Li Qinhe quickly let go of Fu Jia, put his hand beside his head, and touched the back of his head.

Fu Jia didn't expect to be "named and criticized" by him, so he was so blocked, he lowered his head, and kept his hands and feet beside him.

"Nothing..." Fu Jia said, "I came to find you. I wanted to wait here for you to come out, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Lu Qi'an approached him with a cold tone, but his eyes gradually returned to warmth: "You shouldn't swear in public."

Fu Jia was taken aback and nodded stiffly.

He didn't think it was a shame to speak swear words to Li Qinhe, but Lu Qi'an said it was not good, then he was willing to admit his mistake and then correct it.

Seeing Fu Jia being criticized, Li Qinhe was in a good mood and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The next second, Lu Qi'an's eyes were aimed at him like a knife.

"You come out with me."

Li Qinhe felt a chill in his heart and wanted to defend: "No, I just cleared my throat..."

Lu Qi'an didn't speak, and walked out of the classroom first. Li Qinhe understood that this was not a joke, so he quickly corrected his attitude and walked out.

The two walked all the way to the rest platform at the end of the corridor, avoiding the onlookers. Fu Jia also followed, but because he felt awkward, he kept a certain distance from them.

Li Qinhe said before Lu Qi'an, "I know I'll do it first, but his mouth is dirty, I can't help it."

Fu Jia herself was furious. Hearing Li Qin and the wicked complaining first, he sneered and said, "Isn't what I said wrong? Just tell me, what's your business when I come here to find someone?"

"Why is it none of my business," Li Qinhe was so angry, "I'm Qi'an's friend. If you want to bother him, of course I want to stop you!"

Their voices became louder and louder, making Lu Qi'an unbearable: "How noisy?"

"Of course there's going to be a quarrel," Li Qinhe said decisively. "This person surnamed Fu is now transferred to No. 6 Middle School. I won't let him understand the situation. I may not be able to bother you in the future. I must make it clear today!"

Fu Jia was so eager to move that he couldn't hold back completely, and when he opened his mouth, he almost breathed fire: "What does it mean to be unclear? Lu Qi'an and I are now alumni, a relationship between a senior and a junior. I came to him for normalcy. communication, what's hindering you?"

Li Qinhe snorted and said, "It's normal, where are you normal? Your mother was..."

"Enough!" Lu Qi'an's face was uglier than the two of them combined. He said to Fu Jia, "You go to my classroom and wait for me. You can see the position, the third one by the window."

Fu Jia didn't move.

He clearly heard Li Qinhe say "your mother".

Lu Qi'an repeated: "Fu Jia, wait for me inside."

Fu Jia clenched his teeth, did not speak, and went back to Lu Qi'an's classroom along the corridor.

After confirming that he had entered the door, Lu Qi'an said, "Li Qinhe, do you know what you are doing?"

Even though Fu Jia is not in front of him now, Li Qinhe is still full of anger: "I know, I'm helping you! Just ignore him once, why the second or third time? It's shameless to use the child as a bargaining chip, now Fu Jia is exactly like her, haunting you, he even transferred to No. 6 Middle School, what are you going to do next?"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, his face turned red, but Lu Qi'an always looked at him coldly, very calm.

"I'll tell you what he's going to do next." Lu Qi'an said, "he will concentrate on his studies in the sixth middle school, prepare for the college entrance examination, and enter a first-tier university in the future, and have a life that is completely opposite to what he is now. He will never be with the Lin family again. Or if the Lu family has anything to do, he will have an independent character and life."

Lu Qi'an said firmly, "I will help him with these things. The reason why he is in No. 6 Middle School is because I help behind his back, he will always stick to me, and it is also because I deliberately guided him in the past."

Li Qinhe was completely stunned.

"I want to explain to you clearly that you are interfering in my private affairs now, between me and Fu Jia."

Lu Qi'an finished the ugly words first, seeing that he couldn't say a word with his mouth open, he slowed down his tone, "Li Qinhe, I won't explain the extras to you, but you are my friend, I hope you Understand me. I'm not asking you to support me, I just want you to understand."

Between people, even if the situation is the same, as long as they can understand each other, they can go on.

Just like he could never let go of Qi Bing's death, what his father did in her lifetime, but he tried his best to understand them.