Over the years, the memory has not faded, but is still engraved in the depths of my mind, which has been repeatedly modified and polished by Fu Jia, filling in all the details.
He remembered that the day when Lu Qian separated from him, the weather was fine, but he was in so much pain, and Li Qinhe was pulling him so hard that he was in pain, so under the rare warm sun in late autumn, he was wrapped in a thick blanket. Winter clothes, but still like holding ice cubes, keep breaking out in cold sweat.
He really wanted to touch Lu Qi'an, he didn't expect Lu Qi'an to hug him, just let him draw a little heat from Lu Qi'an. But Lu Qi'an didn't get close, they were one meter apart, or more than one meter apart.
What was Lu Qi'an's expression and eyes at that time? In fact, Fu Jia didn't see it clearly back then, so in the past seven years, he automatically filled in the vacant parts in his memories.
In his imagination, Lu Qi'an looked at him coldly, rejecting him thousands of miles away. Just like when Lu Qi'an was shrouded in sunlight in the courtyard, he looked at the dark servant's room and regarded him as a dispensable air.
Now, Fu Jiazhen could really see Lu Qi'an's expression and eyes, but found that the reality was seriously inconsistent with his imagination.
Lu Qi'an sat opposite him, saying "I'm after you" while looking at him with very gentle eyes. Fu Jia didn't touch Lu Qi'an, but he felt a surge of heat, menacing and tender.
Pursue
Does Lu Qi'an match this word
Fu Jia suddenly stood up from his seat and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."
He turned around and walked out the door without thinking.
"Fu Jia." Lu Qi'an stood up and moved his fingers, but resisted not holding him. "There's a bathroom on your right."
Fu Jia stopped the car, turned around hesitantly, raised his head and glanced at Lu Qi'an.
In an instant, the blood from Fu Jia's whole body rushed to his face. He hurriedly lowered his head, walked into the bathroom, and locked the door with his backhand.
He looked up panting heavily, and saw his face, ears, and neck in the mirror, all blushing red. He was startled, raised his hand to touch his face, and found that his arms were also red.
He unscrewed the faucet on the sink and took cold water to cool his face, but it didn't work. Not to mention cold water, even the ice cubes will turn warm when they touch his face.
He sat down on the toilet lid in frustration and pinched his arm, but it didn't help.
Lu Qi'an used to look at him indifferently, and his soul could be taken away, but now not only is his eyes full of affection, but he also blatantly said that he wanted to chase him and start over with him. Fu Jia couldn't stand in front of Lu Qi'an. Stand for a second, because he can't stand.
He was about to be scorned by Lu Qi'an.
The heat on his face did not subside, and Fu Jia refused to go out. Lu Qi'an waited for him outside the door for ten minutes, his heart was as anxious as any day in the past seven years.
"Fu Jia." He knocked on the bathroom door and whispered, "Accept or reject, I hope you don't hide from me."
Lu Qi'an is still sensible.
He controlled himself, didn't touch Fu Jia at will, and didn't call him casually with overlapping words.
He restrained his emotions as much as possible, because he clearly realized that Fu Jia might no longer love him. He promised Fu Jia, but it disappeared for seven years. He was not arrogant enough to be sure that Fu Jia would always love him. .
Once Fu Jia was trapped in a narrow and narrow well, alone and helpless, because he was lucky to be the first to stand at the well before everyone else, Fu Jia was deeply attracted by him.
After seven years of absence, Fu Jia has left the abyss and met more people in the wider world. Fu Jia may find that his feelings for Lu Qi'an in the past were just an illusion. He didn't need Lu Qi'an, or he didn't need Lu Qi'an. He could cut Lu Qi'an out of his life without any pain.
Every time he thinks of this, Lu Qi'an's heart is filled with dark emotions. He got to where he is today because of Fu Jia's love for him. If Fu Jia can't come back to him, he may not be able to control himself.
He will be crazy.
"Can you give me a few days?" Fu Jia stammered in the bathroom.
Lu Qi'an put his hand on the door and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I mean..." Fu Jia's voice was muffled across a door, "You came back too suddenly, give me a few days to buffer, don't come to meet me, let me sort out my thoughts, is it okay?"
Lu Qi'an gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to smash the door open.
He said, "Okay."
After lingering for another ten minutes, Fu Jia was willing to come out of the bathroom. He tried his best to finally bring his face down to a normal temperature.
In order to avoid talking to Lu Qi'an, he buried himself in the meal. But I don't know if he just expended too much energy, his body couldn't exert his strength, his appetite was not high, and he couldn't eat after a few mouthfuls.
He put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done. Thank you for today, Mr. Lu. I... I'll go to my colleague, and I'll go back to the company later."
Lu Qi'an also put down his chopsticks and said, "Your colleagues have finished eating and left. I'll take you back."
Fu Jia felt a chill in her heart and felt a sense of panic of being abandoned by the world, and said, "Don't bother you, I can drive back by myself."
Lu Qi'an stood up and said, "The waiter said that your company's car has left. I'll take you off."
Fu Jia's heart was even colder, remembering that he came here with Gao Xing's hitchhiker, and he stammered again: "Then I'll take a taxi back..."
Lu Qi'an frowned slightly, and quickly released it again: "I won't see you again after sending you back." He paused and added, "Until you agree to see you."
Speaking of which, Fu Jia couldn't refuse him any longer, so he had to bow his head and respond with a stern voice.
He stood up and walked side by side with Lu Qi'an through the courtyard and bamboo forest path that he passed by when he came, no one said a word.
He deliberately fell behind Lu Qi'an by half a step, not too far away from him. This calmed his heart a lot, and his mood would not fluctuate repeatedly.
This state continued until the two got into Lu Qi'an's car. When the door was closed, the enclosed compartment provided a small and private space for Fu Jia and Lu Qi'an. Fu Jia looked at Lu Qi'an who was driving from the corner of his eye, and his heart beat out of control again.
He had never seen Lu Qi'an drive a car back then. In the past seven years, when did Lu Qi'an learn to drive? Has Lu Qi'an carried anyone other than him? Has anyone else been in the passenger seat
Fu Jia was extremely depressed, and he didn't know why he was so entangled in this question.
"You don't dislike what I did today?" Lu Qi'an asked suddenly.
Fu Jia quickly pulled his thoughts out of the strange question and answered him: "Of course not, thank you, my... milk, the coffee from my colleagues in the company, and this lunch today, I am very grateful, next time I will Please eat."
Lu Qi'an looked straight ahead and said, "How can you invite me to dinner if you don't let me see you?"
Fu Jia was choked by what he said and couldn't answer.
Just at the red light, Lu Qi'an stopped the car and turned to look at Fu Jia.
"You should know why I sent you milk." He said flatly, "I was very moved when you sent me milk and a love letter for a week. Although I didn't say it, I look forward to what you send me every day. Gift. Then you suddenly stopped giving it, and I was very disappointed."
Fu Jia lowered her head, her heart was numb, as if she had been twisted by hand.
"Don't do this, Fu Jia. If you have loved me, don't give up halfway." Lu Qi'an clenched the steering wheel, his voice suppressed, "I have never changed for you."
In the following days, Fu Jia did not meet Lu Qi'an again, but he would receive a glass of hot milk every morning, and lunch from Mingyue Songjian at noon.
The whole company knew that someone was courting him, but they didn't know the inside story, and they didn't expect that this person would be Lu Qi'an, so there were rumors that Fu Jia was being taken care of by a rich woman in the company.
Ridiculous is absurd, but they couldn't find a more reasonable answer.
The only one who knows the inside story is Gao Xing. At noon one day, he walked up to Fu Jia with his hands behind his back, with an unfathomable smile, and asked him, "Mr. Lu is chasing you, why do you deliver milk? Don't you usually deliver flowers, cars, and houses? Not bad for money."
Fu Jiahun was frightened away by him, and asked in horror, "Where did you hear... Mr. Lu and Mr. Lu are chasing me?"
Gao Xing looked innocent: "Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart."
From then on, Fu Jia took a detour when he saw Gao Xing.
Day by day, Lele lived in Fu Jia's house for a full week, and it was time for Teacher Liu to return to China. During this period, Fu Jia returned the second-hand Santana that the company had allocated to him, and went to a car dealership to buy a new car. He has been perfunctory for the past seven years. He didn't spend much money, and he saved a lot of money. Although he couldn't afford a famous car, it was no problem to change to a mid-to-high-end car.
In order to meet Mr. Liu, he took a half-day leave and drove a new car to the airport to pick him up. Mr. Liu brought him several boxes of gifts. In addition to her and Mr. Tang's luggage, they couldn't fit in the trunk, so they could only put some of them on the back seat. In order to save space, Fu Jia removed the safety seat and let Lele sit in Teacher Liu's arms.
Mrs. Liu hugged Lele and asked him, "Fu Jia, why did you suddenly change cars?" She looked at Fu Jia carefully, "And I feel that your outfit has also changed, and your hairstyle has changed. Are you looking for someone? After styling, he was originally a handsome guy, but when he cleaned up, he became even more handsome."
Fu Jia felt guilty by her words, and answered ambiguously, "No... I just want to change my mood."
Teacher Liu responded, but did not go into detail.
When she arrived at Teacher Liu's house, she left Fu Jia for dinner, and deliberately asked him to go to the supermarket outside the community to help her buy ingredients.
When Fu Jia went out, Mr. Liu sat next to Lele, posing like an underground spy, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with your Uncle Fu these days?"
Lele had a desire to express this, and said loudly, "Yes, since Uncle Fu took Lele to the park, Uncle Fu has changed!"
Teacher Liu put his finger to his mouth and made a booing gesture, lowered his voice and asked, "What happened in the park?"
Lele followed her and lowered her voice, her tone aggrieved: "in the park, we met an uncle. Uncle Fu called him Mr. Lu. He is so fierce, he doesn't seem to like Lele. "
Mr. Liu held Lele in his arms and coaxed him for a while, and said, "This Uncle Lu is not fierce, nor does he dislike Lele. Lele will understand later, don't be angry with him, okay?"
Lele leaned against her grandmother and hummed generously.
"Then Lele told grandma, how has Uncle Fu changed?"
Lele said: "Uncle Fu is always in a daze. When he cooks for Lele, when he eats, when he plays with Lele's building blocks... Anyway, there are many times when he suddenly stops moving, and then blushing, Like having a fever, Lele called him, and he went to the bathroom to wash his face."
This sentence, Mr. Liu tasted it for a long time before he could taste it.
She was dumbfounded.
The supermarket is just outside the community. After Fu Jia finished shopping, he quickly returned to Mr. Liu's house.
Teacher Liu gave him a complicated look, took the ingredients and went to the kitchen to cook.
Fu Jia was a little puzzled, but didn't take it to heart, and habitually sat beside Lele and played with building blocks with him.
More than ten minutes later, the doorbell of Teacher Liu's house was rang.
Before Mrs. Liu could wipe her hands, she rushed out of the kitchen and shouted excitedly, "Fu Jia is here, go open the door and see who is coming."
She is like a parent who has prepared a big gift for her child, full of anticipation, waiting to see the child's happy reaction.
Fu Jia's heart skipped a beat, she guessed something, and she was a little unsure. She hesitated and did not stand up. Teacher Liu anxiously stretched out her wet hands and came over to push him with her elbows: "Go, if you open the door for him , he will surely be happy."
Fu Jia was pushed out a lot of courage by this. He couldn't explain why, maybe the existence of Teacher Liu made him feel that someone behind him was supporting him.
He walked to the door and opened it slowly.
Sure enough, the person who came was Lu Qi'an.