The Moon is Coming to Me

Chapter 42

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"Lele, would you like to come out to eat?"

Luo Zhengyin knocked on the door of the video room again. There was only a very light movie sound. Yang Duole remained silent, and the door was locked by him. From the afternoon to the evening, he had been in it for more than six hours. did not come out.

Luo Zhengyin sighed, stood quietly at the door for a while, and then sent another WeChat message to Lin Qinhe.

A few days ago, Yang Duole had been living at his grandparents' house. He suddenly came over at around one o'clock this afternoon. Luo Zhengyin saw that Yang Duole's face was pale and he was walking staggeringly. An ambulance call, but Yang Duolue stops her.

Luo Zhengyin asked anxiously for a long time, Yang Duole only remained silent, and his whole face was bloodless. After a while, he suddenly asked her:

"Mother Luo, when I... Where exactly did my mother give birth to me?"

Luo Zhengyin did not expect Yang Duole to ask this question. The birth of Yang Duole more than 16 years ago was a memory that she and the second elder of the Fang family were reluctant to mention, and she fell into a trap because she had not given birth for a long time. Postpartum depression, failed to go to the last place where Fang Sui lived with the second elder of the Fang family and Yang Zhengming.

Luo Zhengyin thought that Yang Duole was thinking about her mother, but she didn't want to think about it all these years, and said with red eyes: "At that time, after your grandfather and grandma received the call, they went to Qingshui County to pick you up, and I listened to Uncle Fang later. I know that A Sui has been living there, but Uncle Fang never told me the exact location, only that a kind-hearted farmer in Qingshui County took her in."

Fang Zuqing has an old-fashioned and conservative personality. For him, the matter of his daughter is both sad and secret. He has not disclosed that family for so many years, and she does not dare to go to that sad place.

"Qingshui County..." Yang Duole murmured with empty eyes.

"Lele, what's wrong with you?" Luo Zhengyin looked at Yang Duole worriedly. She had never seen her most beloved child look so desperate.

Yang Duole didn't answer her and locked herself in the room. She tried to persuade outside the door several times to no avail, so she had to call Lin Qinhe. In the past, when Yang Duole was angry, it was also Lin Qinhe who came forward to be the most useful.

Luo Zhengyin went down the stairs and saw that Lin Qinhe was just coming in from the door, he hurriedly walked over and said, "Qinhe, go and see Lele, he doesn't know what's wrong today, he doesn't talk or eat, no matter how he persuades him. use."

Lin Qinhe frowned and walked upstairs in silence.

Standing outside the door, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, raising his voice: "Lele."

Lin Qinhe thought he would have to rush him for a while, but he didn't expect Yang Duole to open the door soon, the room was not turned on, only the faint light of the movie, Yang Duole stared at him without saying a word, his pupils were not bright at all. .

Lin Qinhe walked straight inside and glanced at the movie on the projection screen. It was a depressing movie at first glance, not the type that Yang Duole liked to watch before.

He watched Yang Duole return to the sofa and sat down, and asked directly, "What's going on?"

He has never been patiently coaxing people like Luo Zhengyin.

Yang Duole hugged his legs and stared at the pictures on the movie, still not speaking.

Lin Qinhe glanced at the movie again. It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy sleeping on a dark green bed. He seemed to be having a nightmare. Makes people feel uneasy.

Lin Qinhe turned on the light, paused the movie with the remote control, walked to the sofa and sat down, tore open a bag of Yang Duole's usual favorite potato chips and put it in front of him, his tone softened:

"If you feel any discomfort in your heart, you can tell me, haven't you been like this before?"

Yang Duole was not used to the bright light, so he raised his hand to block his eyes. After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Brother Qinhe, you are good to me. It has nothing to do with my mother, right? It's not because I am my mother's son."

Lin Qinhe frowned when he heard the words, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It doesn't matter." After a pause, he asked again, "Why are you asking this question?"

Yang Duole put down the hand blocking his eyes and used the remote control to start the movie again. He didn't answer Lin Qinhe's question, and said in a low voice like he was talking to himself:

"If one day, someone deliberately took your things, what would you do?"

The teenager in the movie suddenly woke up from the nightmare panting heavily, and opened his blood-red eyes in the heavy sound.

Lin Qinhe frowned and looked at Yang Duole's expressionless eyes. It was absurd for Yang Duole to ask this question, and he answered indifferently:

"If it should be yours, others can't take it away, it shouldn't be yours, and it will be returned sooner or later."

Yang Duole looked at Lin Qinhe quickly, a bit of anger and hatred appeared in his dark eyes, he opened his mouth to say something, and finally held back.

He leaned over to Lin Qinhe on the sofa, grabbed his arm, as if looking for some support, and asked thoughtlessly:

"Brother Qinhe, will you always stand by my side? No matter what I do, no matter who I am."

Lin Qinhe threw the bag of potato chips back on the table. He suppressed the irritability in his heart. He only felt that this question was childish like this person who will always be willful, and said with the little patience left:

"Lele, you are no longer a child. Many things in the world are right and wrong. It doesn't make sense to let others stand in line."

After Lin Qinhe finished speaking, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, and he quickly took it out to see that it was Su Yun's WeChat message.

Before he could open the WeChat box, Yang Duole suddenly stood up and said loudly:

"Did Tao Xi send it to you?!"

The tone was full of strong hostility, Yang Duole's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists and arched his back slightly, like a frightened bird, a gesture of preparedness and fear.

Lin Qinhe turned off the phone screen and stood up slowly. He frowned deeply and his face darkened. He stared at the obviously mentally abnormal person in front of him and said nothing.

Yang Duole was subconsciously afraid of such a Lin Qinhe. He took a step back, raised his hand to wipe his tears, and a vague choking sounded in his throat.

"Brother Qinhe, I clearly told you that I don't like him, why do you still want to be so close to him? We grew up together, so the relationship for so many years is not as good as the few months you have known him. ?"

He has long found that the relationship between Lin Qinhe and Tao Xi is getting closer and closer, and the closeness is somewhat abnormal. He used to feel uncomfortable, but he only knew today.

That person deliberately came to Wenhua No. 1 Middle School and approached him and Lin Qinhe just to take everything from him step by step!

He was reluctant to believe the vulgar man who claimed to be his father, but the truth seemed to allow him to disbelieve, this nightmare that had accompanied him since childhood was waking up.

From Qingshui Town, she has a very similar appearance to Fang Sui, the same talent for painting, and more importantly.

When I saw him for the first time, I showed strong hostility to him!

He must have come to avenge himself and take everything from him, must be.

Luo Zhengyin, who had been outside the door, heard Yang Duole's hysterical voice and couldn't help walking in. Seeing Yang Duole's chest heaving violently with tears on his face, he hurriedly walked over and patted his back gently, comforting him a few times. sentence, while giving Lin Qinhe a wink.

But Lin Qinhe ignored it. He seemed to have been touched by something. His brows were furrowed, and his anger was suppressed in his always indifferent eyes. After holding back for a long time, he said solemnly to Yang Duole:

"Yang Duole, not everyone has to revolve around you. Who do you hate and what does it have to do with me?"

The tone was almost grim.

"Qinhe!" Luo Zhengyin looked at Lin Qinhe with dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Don't talk to Lele like this, you know he's in a bad mood."

Yang Duole buried himself on Luo Zhengyin's shoulder and cried bitterly, and Luo Zhengyin hurriedly turned around to comfort him.

Lin Qinhe looked at the two people in front of him, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the door, as if to escape from the confined space that suffocated him.

Luo Zhengyin gave Yang Duole a good breath, wiped the tears on his face, and said softly: "Well, don't cry, I've been living with Mother Luo for the past few days, do you want to go out to play tomorrow?"

Yang Duole only cried but didn't speak. Luo Zhengyin heard Yang Duole's phone ringing and coaxed: "Look who is calling you? Are your grandparents asking? They must not want you to be there again. Cry your nose."

"I don't want to pick it up." Yang Duole choked.

"Okay, if you don't answer or not, I'll hang up for you." Luo Zhengyin took the phone and took a look. It was not the call of the second elder of the Fang family, but Guan Fanyun, the lover of Yang Zhengming.

She frowned, hung up the phone directly, and told Yang Duole: "The woman surnamed Guan calls you again in the future, just ignore it."

Yang Zhengming has had countless lovers over the years, and Guan Fanyun has been relatively stable in the past two years. Last time, it was because she went directly to the school to send gifts to Yang Duole, and Yang Duole was so happy to ask for leave to go home without eating.

Luo Zhengyin thought that it was this woman who made Yang Duole feel abnormal today, and thought to find an opportunity to talk to Yang Zhengming so that Guan Fanyun would stop harassing Yang Duole.

Lin Qinhe walked back to his room, did not turn on the light, sat down on the reclining chair on the open-air balcony, was silent for a while, took out his mobile phone, and found that Tao Xi had sent him a few WeChat messages half an hour ago:

"Sister Qiao told me just now that another painting of mine was sold at the art exhibition for 20,000 yuan!"

"It's okay to invite you to eat delicious food on weekends, no matter how expensive it is. I'm rich now."

Behind it is a series of animal emojis, cats, dogs, chickens, ducks, ducks and geese jumping happily, looking very awkward.

Lin Qinhe looked at the moving pictures, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. He glanced at the time, it happened to be after the second evening self-study, so he called directly.

"Wait for me, I'll leave the classroom right away." After the call was connected, there was Tao Xi's hurried voice, footsteps, and the noise of the classroom that was getting farther away.

"Okay, it's time to talk. Have your family affairs been resolved?"

Lin Qinhe looked at the shadows of the trees outside the balcony, like a huge fog locking the villa, he said, "It's solved, when did you participate in the art exhibition again, why didn't you tell me?"

"I just gave a painting to the teacher, and he helped me to put on the exhibition. I don't know how to sell it and sell it for so much money!"

Tao Xi couldn't hide his excitement in his tone, and continued: "I'm thinking about selling more paintings and making a lot of money in the future. I want to buy a big house, preferably one with a yard. We can live in the yard. Plant some flowers and plants in it, oh no, you are allergic to pollen, then raise a cat and a dog... Wait, you are not allergic to cat hair and dog hair, right?"

Lin Qinhe said with a smile, "I'm not allergic."

Tao Xi seemed to be relieved, and continued to speak freely: "That's good, then I have to travel to a place every year. You take pictures, and I will paint next to you. When I come back, I can hold art exhibitions, and I can also hold photography exhibitions for you... "

Lin Qinhe lay back leisurely on the reclining chair, watching the furry moon in the sky, listening to Tao Xi plan their future.

He found that Tao Xi almost never mentioned his family and past, except for the sick sister, in Tao Xi's heart, it seemed that there was only a bright future, and him.

"What do you think of my plan?" Tao Xi paused and asked nervously.

Lin Qinhe asked, "Do you go to one place a year?"

"If you have time, of course you can go to more places, but I think your work may be very busy at that time." Tao Xi said.

The two chatted aimlessly for a few minutes about the future, until Tao Xi urged, "I'm going to class, I'm going to hang up."

Lin Qinhe said before hanging up the phone, "You haven't given me today's comics."

Tao Xi said: "You left too suddenly today, I will supply you tomorrow!" As he spoke, he walked towards the classroom and whispered,

"I'm not going to draw you a little cartoon for a lifetime!"

Lin Qinhe heard it, laughed, and said firmly, "Of course."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qinhe opened WeChat again and remembered that Su Yun had sent him a message before, which was the information about applying for a school that Su Yun had reissued.

He forwarded all the information to Tao Xi, and then clicked on Su Yun's dialog box. He originally wanted Su Yun to help him buy back the paintings that Tao Xi just sold, but he gave up after thinking about it.

In the future, there will be many like him who will buy Tao Xi's painting collection.

Lin Qinhe got up from the reclining chair, went back to the room, turned on the light, opened the locked box in the bookcase, and took out a booklet inside.

These are all the cartoons that Tao Xi has drawn for him so far, all carefully bound by the date.

When he opened the comic book, it was like opening a copy of "One Thousand and One Nights" that only belonged to him.

In fact, he had no interest in stories and comics since he was a child, but he remembered that when he was very young, he also expected Luo Zhengyin to tell him bedtime stories, just like she told him stories in Yang Duole's room every night.

Lin Qinhe looked down at the first page of the comic book, the first comic that Tao Xi drew for him.

Moon: "Are you a star?"

Small meteorite: "I am just a small meteorite now, but one day I will become a small star that will shine."

Moon: "Why become a star?"

Little Meteorite: "Because then I can illuminate you in the universe like the sun."