After Lu Qi'an left, Fu Jia lost all strength and collapsed to the ground.
Well-meaning passers-by found him, took him to the hospital, and contacted his family everywhere. But they searched and searched, but couldn't find Fu Jia's parents. Only Mr. Liu was willing to come to the hospital to take care of him after learning the news.
Seeing Fu Jia's tragic condition in the ward, Mr. Liu regretted it and blamed herself for not following Fu Jia these days. If she was there, perhaps Fu Jia would not be tortured.
She paid for Fu Jia's medical bills and stayed in the hospital to take care of him. Fu Jia fell asleep for a few days, and she stayed in the hospital for a few days.
When Fu Jia woke up, the first thing he saw was Teacher Liu sitting beside his bed. He didn't completely lose consciousness in the past few days of being lethargic. He knew that someone was taking care of him, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes every time he woke up, so he didn't know who that person was.
I haven't seen him for a few days. Teacher Liu is quite haggard, and her hair, which is meticulously combed on weekdays, is also messed up. When Fu Jia woke up, she was more awake than ever before, she sat up happily and said to him, "You are awake, there are Is there any discomfort? The teacher will call the doctor to see you, please wait for me. "
Fu Jia tried to speak out, but failed, and nodded to her.
Teacher Liu touched his hair, praised him as a good boy, and got up to call the doctor.
After the doctor came to check, he told Mr. Liu: Fu Jia is slowly getting better.
Teacher Liu breathed a sigh of relief.
She sat back next to Fu Jia and said, "You will get better soon. You can eat liquid food today. Is there anything you want to eat? The teacher made it for you."
Fu Jia thought about it seriously, but his mind went blank.
He was not hungry, not at all.
Mr. Liu felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw his slow response. It shouldn't have turned out like this. She still remembered how Fu Jia looked when he entered school. At that time, his grades were not ideal, but he relied on his own efforts to improve his academic performance. If he continued to improve at this rate, he wanted to take the test. A is not impossible, but he was expelled from the school during the most important time of his senior year, and he was beaten for nothing.
Mr. Liu regretted in his heart, but showed a relaxed expression on his face, and said, "I'll make it for you. I remember when you and I and Qi An were eating before, you weren't picky eaters at all. It's good, you're not picky eaters. The kids are healthy."
She wanted to use these words to comfort Fu Jia, implying that his body would recover soon. But when she said the word "Qian", Fu Jia suddenly frowned and trembled slightly.
"What's wrong?" Teacher Liu asked anxiously, "Is the wound hurting?"
Fu Jia gritted his teeth and shook his head.
Teacher Liu was worried and wanted to call a nurse, but was gently pulled by Fu Jia's hand.
There was a drip in that hand, and it didn't make much effort.
Teacher Liu was worried and anxious, sat back, carefully checked his hand in his palm, and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, you can't be brave."
Fu Jia looked at her and nodded quietly.
In the following days, Fu Jia's body improved day by day, and gradually regained his ability to take care of himself.
Everything is slowly getting better, the only bad thing is that Fu Jia has become less talkative. Whenever Teacher Liu sat by the bed and chatted with him, he just listened quietly, humming at most twice. Only when Mr. Liu asked him important questions that he had to answer would he be willing to speak.
Teacher Liu was worried about him, but she was very busy with work at school. She only left for a few days, and things piled up, making her exhausted. In order to get away, she asked a nurse to take care of Fu Jia, and she came over every evening to bring Fu Jia a dinner she made by herself, and then hurried back after he finished eating.
These days went on steadily for a few days, and Fu Jia suddenly left the hospital one morning, not only did not tell Teacher Liu, but also did not tell the nurses.
He returned to the house in the family area of No. 6 Middle School, squatted on the ground and carefully wiped away the traces of the beatings left in the room, and then tidy up the things that belonged to him in the house and took them out the door.
At the beginning, this house was rented by Lu Qi'an, and Fu Jia had lived in it for so long, but he had never actually learned anything about it. He asked around for the landlord's contact information and wanted to return it, but was told that there was no landlord at all. The house was bought by Lu Qi'an half a year ago, and the rent payment only happened in the first two months. . Fu Jia handed over the passbook to Lu Qi'an. He always thought that even if he couldn't pay all the rent, he would at least share part of it, but he didn't. He thought he was working hard with Lu Qi'an during this period, but it was not. He was only in Lu Qi'an. Just deceive yourself under the blessing.
He took the passbook and a small amount of cash, sat at the desk and wrote calculations, wrote a letter, and put it and the passbook in the same envelope. After doing this, he held the envelope in one hand and the luggage in the other, left the family area of No. 6 Middle School, and returned to the hospital.
The nurse found him missing early in the morning and looked for him for a long time. Seeing him come back, she shouted and pulled him to look up and down: "Where have you been, why didn't you say anything? I called your teacher and she will be here soon!"
Fu Jia didn't answer her, and asked abruptly, "Excuse me, how much did my teacher ask you to take care of me?"
The nurse thought he was asking a strange question, but it wasn't a secret, so he answered honestly.
Fu Jia went to the nurse in charge of him again, and asked about all the expenses Mr. Liu had paid for him since he was admitted to the hospital, plus the money for hiring a nurse, and came up with a figure that exceeded five digits.
As Fu Jia expected, the money in his passbook was far from enough. So he wrote in that letter that he would slowly repay the insufficient money, one by one, to the passbook. He thanked Mr. Liu for his help, and he will remember this kindness for a lifetime.
He handed the envelope to the nurse and said, "My teacher will come in a while, please give this to her."
The nurse didn't dare to answer, and waved his hands again and again: "No, you can give it to her in a while, she will be here soon."
She didn't want to pick it up, and Fu Jia didn't force it. She put the envelope on the hospital bed, didn't leave it for a minute, and left without looking back with her luggage.
Fu Jia only left one hundred yuan in cash for herself. She could not afford to live in a hostel or rent a house, so she found a night watch job in an Internet cafe. The Internet cafe provided him with breakfast and dinner, and provided him with a small room, which was just enough for a wire bed and wardrobe.
Fu Jia was on the night shift, so he didn't use the room very much. He sat at the counter all night to watch, and leaned against the sofa for a while when he was free, that's all.
During the long breaks during the day, Fu Jia did not dare to let himself idle. He searched all the middle schools in the city except No. 6 Middle School and asked the school if they could accept him, but got a negative answer. He even went to several private middle schools, and this time someone was willing to ask him, but the cost was so high that he couldn't afford it.
After a few days, I found nothing.
Fu Jia accepted his fate.
He has also worked hard, but the efforts have not been rewarded, which is the most desperate. In fact, he didn't like learning at all, and he didn't want to be a great moral benchmark. He is essentially a rotten person. He knows that he studies hard and lives actively, not because of his own good character, but as an investment to get Lu Qi'an.
However, he worked hard to realize how wonderful it is to have a positive life. Efforts do not necessarily have results, but the effort itself will make people bright.
Finally, he thought he was starting to shine. The way he was running matched the sun. The sun lifted him up and made him feel warm without a shadow.
All of a sudden, it's all gone.
Don't count, just describe it all - he lost his all.
A person, if he hollowed out all of him, what is left of him
Fu Jia found a sales job for the long day. It doesn't matter if he is working hard or not, or whether he has time to rest, as long as the place where he works does not dislike his low education and is willing to let him stay and give him even a little room for improvement.
He used his work to fill up his time and seldom slept. He was so sleepy that he couldn't bear it any longer, so he went to lie down in a small room for a few hours at the end of the night shift in the Internet cafe.
He didn't dare to fall asleep, for fear of dreaming of someone.
One day a month later, when he was going to the Internet cafe to change his shift at night, a colleague said to him, "A woman came to you during the day and said it was your teacher."
Fu Jia was not surprised. He took out cheap cigarettes from the cigarette case, ignited them skillfully, brought them to his mouth, and inhaled the smoke deeply into his lungs.
"What did you tell her?" he asked, breathing heavily.
Smoking is easy to learn, and he gets started quickly.
The colleague smiled smugly: "Of course I said you weren't here. I also skipped class and came to the Internet cafe back then. At that time, my teacher also arrested me all over the city."
Fu Jia hooked the corner of her mouth, handed him the pack of cigarettes at hand, and said, "Thank you, if she comes again, please continue to say that I am not here."
The colleague took the cigarette happily and said, "Of course, don't worry, I also feel that she will come again, I already told you that you are gone, and she wants me to tell you that she will not ask for your money, if you If you have any difficulties, you can ask her for help, and she said that if Lu ... Lu or something knew that your life was not good, it would also be sad. "
Fu Jia exhaled smoke, hiding his expression in a haze.
"Understood, thank you today, I'll treat you to supper."
"Ah? Really, then I'm welcome!"
"You're welcome, you order it."
While saying thank you, my colleague picked up the phone at the counter to order food. He asked Fu Jia what he wanted to eat, but Fu Jia didn't respond. He called several times and didn't respond.
He grunted strangely, leaving him alone.
In the middle of the night, there is little business in the Internet cafe, and there are only a few machines sitting in front of the guests. Fu Jiabai was bored and didn't want to play computer games, so he leaned on the sofa and slowly fell asleep.
Afraid of what to come, he dreamed of that person.
In the dream he had everything. The man held him and made him lean on his shoulders. Although he was usually unsmiling, his eyes always had a soft warmth. This man would kiss him, and every time they kissed, he felt like he was dying of excitement, he wanted this man to kiss him a thousand times, and this man answered him, okay.
After an unknown amount of time, someone violently patted the table and woke him up.
"Hey, are you okay?" The man sat in the seat closest to the counter and looked at him strangely.
Fu Jia was stunned for a while, raised his hand to touch his cheek, and touched his face with tears.
"It's okay." He stumbled to his feet and ran to the bathroom.
He was still crying incessantly.
In the dream, he had everything, but when he woke up, he had nothing. Even in a dream, he clearly realized this and felt a huge sense of gap.
It is impossible for him to forget Lu Qi'an, he can remember Lu Qi'an's hugs and kisses as soon as he closes his eyes. He always felt that he was still sticking to Lu Qi'an, kissing him skin-to-skin, and he could even feel his illusory temperature in the air.
It was so painful, he would rather he never got it, rather than get it and then lose it.
He hugged his head and wept silently, the complicated emotions intertwined, and finally turned into a thought—
He would rather nothing happened.
He would rather not have seen Lu Qi'an in the courtyard when he was a child, and would rather be alone and helpless along the way, unable to touch the light.
He would rather never meet Lu Qi'an in his life.