Fu Jia gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have an uncle, and I'm not interested in the Lin family. If you only come to me for this kind of thing, there's no need for us to meet again."
He got up from his seat, propped up on the table because of his weak legs, and overturned the hot coffee with trembling hands, and the dark water splashed wanton on his light-colored school uniform.
Fu Xiaoli smiled and reached out to help him wipe: "Look at you, what a child."
Fu Jia opened her hand.
Fu Xiaoli was not angry, she was still smiling, and seemed to enjoy seeing Fu Jia in a panic.
"Mom will come to school tomorrow to find you, Jiajia," she said, "the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow."
Fu Jia escaped from the cafe.
He kept running, as if being chased by something, trying his best to run forward, even if he stumbled to the ground by the steps, he immediately stood up and continued to run. It was already dark, and it was time for self-study at No. 6 Middle School in the evening, but he did not run to the school, nor did he return to the home in the family area of No. 6 Middle School.
He ran out of sweat, his face pale. The school uniforms have dark marks from large swathes of coffee and dust from falling to the ground. Passersby looked at him with strange eyes and pointed at him.
Fu Jia had never cared about what others thought of him before, but now he felt uneasy and uneasy.
Running and running, he finally reached a small road without pedestrians, and only then did he dare to stop on the side of the road and squat down leaning against the street lamp in prostration.
Why
Fu Jia thought reluctantly. Why did Fu Xiaoli come to him suddenly? Why is she still able to find him after ten years of separation
Is it because of Lin Heng? If so, does it have anything to do with the Lin family and the Lu family? Does it have anything to do with Lu Qi'an
Fu Jia had a splitting headache and couldn't help holding his head with his hands. He has never been so afraid, not only because he learned the truth of the year, but also because he has a premonition that his current life is about to be overturned.
If there is nothing in his arms, he will not be afraid, but now he has got the best things in the world, and if he loses it, he will not be able to live.
The night surrounded Fu Jia. He relied on the dimly lit street lamp behind him. It took him some time to find some courage. He stood up straight and walked home step by step.
The next day in class, the head teacher called him into the office alone.
Because he was absent from the evening self-study for no reason last night, the head teacher was very disappointed with him: "I know that you struggled a bit in the A major, but you have been working hard, so I also believe that your efforts will be rewarded, but if you relax, A Why did the university open its doors to you? If you think it is too hard to get into A university, you'd better change your goals as soon as possible, there are still many good universities in China to choose from."
Fu Jia did not defend himself, but bowed his head and apologized.
The head teacher sighed deeply and let him go.
After returning to the classroom, Datou also came up to him and asked, "You don't look like someone who can miss class, why did you go yesterday?"
"Suddenly there is an emergency." Fu Jia answered vaguely.
Datou thought about his words carefully, and seeing his tired face again, he said, "I guess... You are too tired to hold on? I think so. No one learns like you, they are completely overdrawn. Have you ever heard that life is the combination of work and rest, and that the body is the capital of revolution?"
"I'm not very tired." Fu Jia said, "After all, I have to take the A major."
Datou snorted in dissatisfaction: "You need to rest properly when you take the A University exam. Are the students of A University not human? Listen to me, with my years of study experience, I can guarantee you that you will be able to take the exam. Going to A University, who else can you get into if you can’t get it? Heaven rewards hard work.”
Fu Jia couldn't help laughing and said, "Thank you."
In the evening, Fu Xiaoli really came again. The emaciated woman was more decently dressed than the first day, wearing a brightly colored skirt and heavy makeup, but no amount of makeup could cover the face that had been ravaged by drugs.
Fu Jia was much calmer than yesterday. He asked the head teacher to ask for a leave of absence for evening self-study in advance, and observed Fu Xiaoli from the teaching building next to the school gate. He noticed that no one was watching her nearby, so he went out and went straight to her.
"I have something to tell you, go to a nearby restaurant, the coffee shop is free, I can't afford that kind of place." Fu Jia said.
Seeing him take the initiative to come over, Fu Xiaoli was very happy: "It doesn't matter, my mother has money, and it was all given to me by your uncle. After I met you yesterday, he gave me a lot of money, so my mother dressed up so beautifully today. "..." She said, and fondly touched the hem of her skirt.
"I won't spend a penny from the Lin family." Fu Jia insisted on what he said yesterday, "I don't have an uncle either."
"You..." Fu Xiaoli slowly retracted her smile and stared at him. Her eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the pale foundation couldn't hide the cyan circles, but instead revealed a lifeless gray.
"You still don't understand, you'll know when mother explains it to you." She didn't know whether she was persuading Fu Jia or comforting herself, "Let's go, go to the restaurant if you want, you look like this Big, my mother hasn't taken you out to have a good meal yet. When you were young, you were very good at taking care of yourself. Other mothers envy me so much that they say that you are better than other people's children, and you never want me to worry about it..."
She babbled, "You haven't been by your side for so many years, you haven't been able to fulfill your responsibilities as a mother, you haven't been able to protect you, and educate you, but you still grow up, so tall, so healthy, and learning. It's still so good. You must be very good at studying in No. 6 Middle School. If other mothers knew about this, I would be so envious of me. You don't need anyone to teach you, you can study hard by yourself... Fortunately, this is not the case. Follow me and your father, I can’t study since I was a child, and so does your father. He only knows how to play art, so he has power and power at home, and he can get a diploma from a famous school…”
Fu Jia walked forward silently, as if he hadn't heard.
After ten minutes of walking, Fu Jia took Fu Xiaoli to a restaurant in an alley. The prices here are cheap, cheap to the point of cheap, so the sanitary conditions are not very good. As soon as Fu Xiaoli entered the door, she frowned in disgust, and before sitting down, she put a tissue on the stool and sat down.
Fu Jia hadn't eaten in an unsanitary environment for a long time, but he didn't feel any discomfort, and even thought to himself that when he was with Fu Xiaoli, he only deserved to be in such a place.
Yesterday's high-end cafe, he felt nauseated just thinking about it.
Before Fu Xiaoli complained, Fu Jia asked, "Besides my school, how much do you know about me?"
Fu Xiaoli kept wiping the table with a tissue, and said absently, "I know everything..."
"Tell me in detail." Fu Jia reiterated his words.
"I know everything I know." Fu Xiaoli said, "Your uncle told me everything about you. You don't know how much he cares about you. Saved from Lu Wanqing's hands."
Fu Jia did not speak.
He didn't have a deep impression of Lin Heng. He was probably the same as Lin Qing, half strangers and half hatred. I have only met two or three times in the past ten years.
But Fu Jia knew that since Lin Qing handed over the Lin family to Lu Wanqing, Lin Heng had been eyeing their mother and son. He coveted the Lin family for ten years, and fought with Lu Wanqing for ten years. He never thought that a nephew could be used, but today, ten years later, he suddenly remembered that he wanted to "take him home", and he went to great lengths to take him home. Fu Xiaoli found it.
too weird.
Fu Jia vaguely had a terrible guess in his heart. He pinched the palm of his hand, trying to keep himself calm, but his knuckles were so weak that he couldn't exert any strength.
He insisted and asked, "When did Lin Heng find you?"
"It's been several months. But I... When I first came out, my health was not very good, and it took me a long time to stay in the hospital to get better... Alas, I don't remember very clearly what I just came out of. At that time, my spirit was not very good. "…" When talking about the experience of being imprisoned, Fu Xiaoli was abnormal and touched her hair frequently with her hands. "But I still remember a lot of things. At that time, your uncle said that you are really my child. Competitive, although he is a man, he is just like me..."
She smiled and said word by word, "It will seduce men."
With a click, Fu Jia heard the sound of ice breaking. The bottomless ice cellar caught him, and he didn't even have time to wave and struggle.
Fu Xiaoli looked at his bloodless face, and laughed loudly: "You're scared, so I'll just tease you. If you want to ask, just ask directly, why bother to test me? You and Master Lu, Mom. How could I not know, my mother is so happy, Lu Wanqing never thought that she could rob my man, and my son could abduct her nephew. If she knew, how angry she would be, would she arrest you and lock it up? ?"
Fu Xiaoli smiled and bent down, lying low on the table she had previously disliked, and said playfully, "You are very capable, much more capable than mother. Back then, I did everything I could for Lin Qing and changed myself for him. It was despicable and dissolute, but what happened? He threw me to Lu Wanqing and let her torture me to death. Mom is really curious, what method did you use to make Master Lu fall out with the family for you, the family business and the family I don’t even want to study, and I’m circling around you all day?”
The unresolved knife above his head finally fell, happily and neatly.
Sure enough, Lin Heng and Fu Xiaoli came to Lu Qi'an.
Fu Jia held back the trembling, stared at Fu Xiaoli, and asked defensively, "So, what do you and Lin Heng want to do with my relationship with him?"
"You don't need to be angry yet." Fu Xiaoli's tone became more relaxed, "You also know that Lu Wanqing can act recklessly in the Lin family because the Lu family protects her. In recent years, your uncle has been suppressed by the Lu family, and it has been completely If you lose control of the Lin family's property, if you don't do anything, the Lin family will no longer have a position for you and your uncle."
She smiled and said in a low voice, "The Lu family's methods are excellent, and there are no flaws. If you want to start with Lu Wanqing and her brother, there is no chance, but a man of Lu's age... It is easy to get the handle. You should understand. You all know that you can tie a man so tightly. You have to take advantage of him still likes you, find opportunities to trick him into playing tricks, take nude photos of him, or take sex videos... "
With a bang, Fu Jia kicked the table hard, and the loud sound exploded in the ears of the two, overshadowing Fu Xiaoli's voice. He stood up from his seat, his eyes were scarlet, and he said fiercely: "If you dare to say one more word, I will cut your tongue."
He looked like a mad beast. Fu Xiaoli was frightened. She leaned on the back of the chair with her chest covered, and said aggrieved: "What are you fierce... I'm your mother."
"I wished my mother died ten years ago." Fu Jia's blue veins burst out on the forehead and said, "Now, I wish you to die."
His words were like knives, stabbing straight into Fu Xiaoli's heart. She tightened the clothes on her chest and repeated in a low voice, "Jiajia, I'm your mother..."
Fu Jia was driven crazy by her. He had expected Fu Xiaoli's shamelessness, but he was far from expecting that she would break through the bottom line of morality and come up with such a dirty trick. It's not someone else, it's Lu Qi'an, it's Lu Qi'an who he can't wait to hold on to the altar.
The blood in his body was surging upwards, causing his eyes to blur. He wanted to wipe his eyes, but he didn't want to show weakness at this moment, so he tried his best to look fierce. "I warn you, don't come to me again. If you dare to come again, I will call the police and tell the police about all the illegal business you did back then. Also, let the Lin Heng behind you be careful, if he dares to hit me Lu Qi'an's idea, I will fight him desperately."
As he said that, he kicked the table again, and the cheap plastic table in the restaurant was kicked out of its original position by him, making a harsh sound on the floor.
This was the second time he kicked the table, and the restaurant owner heard the movement and scolded twice from a distance. Fu Jia ignored him, turned out all the cash on his body, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it on Fu Xiaoli's face, acting as natural as throwing garbage.
He left the restaurant.
Fu Xiaoli stayed where she was and didn't move. She touched the place where the money had hit her. She put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and stroked her hair again and again.