Imperial capital.
Wanhe Garden.
The low-key black SUV slowly approached, and the electronic vehicle bar automatically raised, revealing the outline of a woman sitting in the driver's seat.
The young man sitting in the back seat of the car had a pale face and a calm expression. A small mole on his forehead made him look even more melancholy.
Lu Jing glanced at him in the rearview mirror and always felt that the other person was distracted and erratic.
This feeling is not good.
He was wearing cotton home clothes neatly. During the hospitalization, even though he had a few meals of shepherd's purse dumplings to nourish himself, his son still lost weight visibly, especially in recent times.
I originally thought that it would be better for him to rest at home after being discharged from the hospital, but after the editor came yesterday, my son was in this state...
She sighed in her heart: "Ah Chuan, I forgot to tell you that the little girl sent another box of things."
"I opened it and saw three kilograms of tea leaves, which they said were grown at home. There were also ten bundles of Chinese milk vetch, but they said they were afraid that it would not be fresh due to the long journey, so they didn't dare to send more. I just blanched it and froze it."
"But tea is good. I ask you to drink more."
At first, Lu Jing felt sad that her son ended up like this while trying to save someone.
Later, he insisted on moving to the imperial capital and insisted on not leaving any contact information. The other party really did not move. Even though he knew that they were not giving him a chance, Lu Jing still felt uncomfortable.
but…
Now she felt that this girl was really simple and honest! Even the way she expressed her gratitude was simple and honest.
First, don’t mention money; second, don’t talk about great favors; third, don’t ask whether you want it or not.
But if there are good things at home, they will just send them to me without even saying a word of advice, as if their presence is a sin.
This made Lu Jing feel guilty again - it was her son's job to save people, and as a mother, she was also very proud that he had saved such a lively little girl. It was really wrong for her to vent her anger at the beginning.
Moreover, she had been to the countryside. After her son started making money, they had also enjoyed high-quality food, but nothing tasted better than the shepherd's purse that she had sent him last time.
If she was told that this was just growing randomly in the fields, she really wouldn't believe it.
It must have been picked out by someone with great effort.
If someone who doesn't know the value of this thing throws it away because it's worthless, how sad it would be! Otherwise, why do you say this girl is simple and honest
Apart from anything else, the big men in the ward opposite would stand at the door every day at mealtime. After Lu Jing delivered two meals of dumplings to them, she found that her own stock was particularly scarce. She was too embarrassed to ask Song Tan again, so she decided not to deliver any more.
The mother and son ate dumplings every day like thieves, ventilating the room and locking the door.
Alas, I feel guilty eating my own food.
This feeling of guilt reached its peak this morning when they were discharged from the hospital and the other party brought over a piece of aged ham from the ward.
Lu Jing thought about this and wondered:
"Ah Chuan, I see your tea is all packaged. Try it later. If it works, I'll take a box. I have to go to the hospital again."
As she spoke, her scalp began to tingle again.
You said that you would give such a big ham with two meals of dumplings. The quality of this ham is not low. It takes a lot of effort just to buy it.
She felt guilty when she thought about her secretive behavior during this period.
He was so absorbed in his own thoughts that he didn't even notice his son in the back seat.
In the rearview mirror, Lu Chuan turned his head slightly and looked out the window, his pale face clearly visible.
A lot of his hair on the right side was shaved, and a hideous scar spread from behind his ear to the corner of his eye, forehead, and near his cheekbone.
The scar on the back was five centimeters wide, extending from behind the ear to the neck, back, shoulder, collarbone and chest.
If you unbutton your shirt completely, you will find that the burns have spread to a large area of your back and right chest. Fortunately, although the area is not small, the degree is not very serious, otherwise, the subsequent treatment alone would be extremely painful.
He has fair skin and a sensitive constitution. The doctor has said several times before that if he does not undergo skin grafting treatment in the later stage, scars are likely to remain.
But skin grafting surgery... would take at least two weeks, and at most eight weeks or even longer, and he didn't have time for that at the moment.
On the one hand, considering that postponing the skin grafting would give Zhou Yongzhi some peace of mind, on the other hand, he had a copyright cooperation to discuss recently, so it was not suitable for him to stay in the hospital to wait for recovery.
So let’s put it on hold for now.
Burn scars are different from other wounds. They look hideous and terrifying. If a stranger sees them, he will probably be frightened at the time.
Because of this, Lu Chuan's dark eyebrows and calm eyes are even more prominent.
Looking at his face from the side, his tall nose bridge was like a mountain, and only his slightly pale lips revealed that he was in poor condition.
He sat there motionless, but the small mole on his forehead attracted more and more attention.
Lu Chuan lowered his eyelashes and thought about the message he received on his phone two days ago -
[I just sent you three pounds of tea. Drink more.]
This news... is unfamiliar, yet also somewhat unreserved. There is also a vague feeling...
What else is there
Lu Chuan thought, it was just like the tone of his mother's words just now: Tea is good, you should drink more.
He still remembered how hard he had pulled the person out of the car. Thinking back to the girl's pale face and unexpectedly calm eyes, he was still deeply impressed.
Any more... Any more he couldn't remember.
He was so panicked at the time that he saved more than just this one person, and now even his appearance has become blurred.
The car was parked steadily in the underground garage. Lu Chuan opened the trunk and wanted to move the boxes, but Lu Jing stuffed the bag in her hand and said, "Go, go, just carry the clothes. You still have scars on your body, don't do any heavy work."
As he said that, he picked up the foam box and walked to the elevator.
Lu Chuan bought this house with the money he earned from his first book. At that time, housing prices were not that horrible. It was a 140-square-meter house with a terrace, located on the top floor of the 27th floor.
As the elevator moved forward, Lu Jing continued to chatter:
"You planted a lot of flowers on the terrace, and Mom doesn't know how to water them. I'll just follow your instructions and water whichever pots have lighter soil. When you come back, take a good rest and take care of your flowers and plants."
The electronic door lock made a "click" sound, and the door opened, revealing an entrance garden of about six or seven square meters.
Although the ventilation here is good, it is on the shady side, and Lu Chuan planted some tropical green plants of varying heights.
Because no one was taking care of it or adjusting its direction, a huge green leaf with a velvety texture was stretching forward at this moment, so that Lu Jing had to move the box and turn her head to avoid it.
"What kind of leaves are these? I always want to ask them every time I see them, but I forget - they look like velvet."