Finally, Lin Qinhe settled the bill. After he sent Tao Xi back to school, he returned to the villa and saw Luo Zhengyin sitting on the sofa alone, holding a string of red peace knots in his hand.
After Luo Zhengyin sent Yang Duole back, he wanted to have a good talk with Yang Duole, but not only did he fail to talk, Yang Duole also quarreled with her, and finally settled the peace that he had been wearing, and shut himself up again. in the room.
Lin Qinhe poured a glass of warm water, walked to Luo Zhengyin and sat down, and handed the water to Luo Zhengyin.
Luo Zhengyin said "thank you", took the water glass, took only a sip, and said apologetically: "Qinhe, please help me and Tao Xi to say sorry, I wanted to invite you to sit down and have a chat tonight, but… "
Lin Qinhe said, "It's okay, I originally planned to take him to eat."
Luo Zhengyin thought of the slightly strange atmosphere between Lin Qinhe and Tao Xi tonight, she didn't say anything, just looked at the string of peace knots in her hand, her brows were full of exhaustion, and she confided to her son:
"Lele is really not right recently. His grandfather asked him to go back to Fang's house, but he didn't go. Before, he asked for leave to stay at home for a few days and did not go to school. Recently, he went to school with great difficulty, but he has been locked in the room every day after returning home. Asking him he didn't tell me what happened, and he lost his temper when he came back tonight, so I was afraid that something was wrong with his body."
Lin Qinhe also tried to communicate with Yang Duole some time ago, but Yang Duole kept silent. He thought about it and said to Luo Zhengyin, "You can ask a psychiatrist to see him."
Luo Zhengyin couldn't figure out why Yang Duole had psychological problems. Thinking that Yang Duole seemed to be more stimulated in the western restaurant tonight, she hesitated for a while and tentatively asked Lin Qinhe:
"Did Lele have any conflict with that kid from Tao Xi at school? I feel like Lele doesn't like him very much."
Lin Qinhe looked a little unhappy when he heard this, and said solemnly, "Tao Xi has nothing to do with him."
Luo Zhengyin heard Lin Qinhe's maintenance of Tao Xi, sighed, and said, "I just asked, because the last time I heard you quarrel, it seemed that he was mentioned, and I didn't mean to blame Tao Xi."
She originally thought about inviting Tao Xi to come over to play when she held a birthday party for Yang Duole this year. After all, Lin Qinhe and Tao Xi seemed to have a good relationship, and she liked this child very much, but now it is not suitable for Tao Xi to come over.
"Is this peace knot made up by Aunt Fang?"
Luo Zhengyin was stunned, looking down at the already very old Ping An knot, his tone was a bit sad:
"Yes, according to Uncle Fang, A Sui wrote it for Lele when she was pregnant with Lele in Qingshui County. It means peace and happiness, but unfortunately she couldn't put it on Lele herself."
After Luo Zhengyin finished speaking, seeing Lin Qinhe frowning, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qinhe shook his head and continued to ask, "Do you know where Auntie Fang lived in Qingshui County at that time?"
Luo Zhengyin looked at Lin Qinhe in surprise and asked, "Why are you asking this question?"
She knew that Lin Qinhe never took the initiative to mention Fang Sui, and even avoided it.
Lin Qinhe seemed to be thinking, and asked, "Have Lele asked?"
Luo Zhengyin nodded and recalled: "It was after Lele came back from leave last time, he suddenly asked me this question, but I didn't go to Qingshui County at that time and didn't know, I only knew that A Sui was living in a farmhouse at that time, Uncle Fang refused to tell me where it was."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Lin Qinhe, but saw Lin Qinhe's expression was solemn. After a few seconds of silence, she asked her again:
"Is the oil painting of peach blossoms in the mountains hanging in the studio painted by Auntie Fang when she was in Qingshui County?"
Luo Zhengyin was stunned for a while, and quickly realized which painting Lin Qinhe was referring to. It was her favorite one. The peach blossoms by the Qingxi River in the mountain were like brocades, and there was a farmhouse with black tiles and white walls halfway up the mountain. Curly, there is a kind of indifference and tranquility of a paradise.
"Yes, she painted a lot of landscape paintings when she lived there, and they were all brought back by Uncle Fang. I also have a few here."
After being asked so much about Fang Sui by Lin Qinhe, Luo Zhengyin naturally noticed that something was wrong, but saw Lin Qinhe's brows furrowed, his expression became heavier, and there was still a little panic between his brows.
Luo Zhengyin asked suspiciously: "Why did you suddenly ask A Sui about it?"
"Just remembering something." Lin Qinhe stood up from the sofa, looked down at Luo Zhengyin, and asked,
"Can I visit your studio?"
Luo Zhengyin also stood up and nodded: "Of course."
"Thank you." Lin Qinhe said to her, turning around and walking towards the stairs.
There was a wry smile on Luo Zhengyin's face. It was obviously Lin Qinhe's home, but Lin Qinhe was always so polite. She looked at Lin Qinhe's back and suddenly thought of something and said:
"Qinhe, I thought about what you said to me last time, but I still can't agree."
Lin Qinhe stopped, turned to look at her, and said nothing.
Luo Zhengyin took a few steps closer, looked up slightly at his son who was already much taller than him, and said in a persuasive and pleading tone:
"Qinhe, have you ever thought that if you do this, Lele will be very sad. He is in a bad mood now. We should accompany him more."
Lin Qinhe looked at her silently.
Luo Zhengyin thought about it and asked, "Did your grandfather say something to you?"
Lin Qinhe said calmly: "Grandpa did say many times before that he would let me move to the old house, but I never agreed and told him to continue living here."
Luo Zhengyin frowned. Lin Qinhe was sent to her by Lin Zeshi from his brother's house after he was five years old. The old man of the Lin family initially objected to keeping his grandson with her. Barely persuaded the old man.
Lin Qinhe looked at his mother, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, his voice was calm:
"You may not know that the reason why I stay in this house is never Lele, but you."
Luo Zhengyin's eyes suddenly trembled, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but saw that Lin Qinhe had turned and left.
Tao Xi returned to his empty bedroom on weekends, and after washing up, he sat at the easel and painted. He followed Qiao Henian's suggestion and wanted to participate in an art competition called cac. If you can get an award, it will be of great benefit to applying to the school.
The deadline for submission of manuscripts was very close, and Tao Xi had almost finished painting, but he stared at the painting for a while, and suddenly took the painting off the easel and put it on a new blank drawing paper.
Nearly half an hour after drawing the first draft, Tao Xi put down his brush, covered the easel with a white cloth, washed his hands, turned off the light, climbed onto the bed and burrowed into the quilt, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
He knew he was nervous.
He had already made a decision to tell the truth after Lin Qinhe's competition, but he couldn't help feeling timid about the unknown in the future.
Perhaps this is called the cowardice of being close to the hometown. He has been with his relatives for nearly seventeen years. Even if he is tied by blood, he does not dare to believe that those relatives will accept him soon.
Even if he accepts himself, how can he get a foothold in this completely unfamiliar family
Yang Duole will definitely not be willing to return to his original family, and those who have raised Yang Duole for more than ten years will definitely not abandon him easily. In the end, it may be that he and Yang Duole have to play brothers and friends under the same roof. Christine's play.
This is the most likely ending, but can he fit into such a family
Tao Xi took a deep breath, turned on the phone screen in the dark, clicked on the WeChat box with Lin Qinhe, and wanted to send a message to Lin Qinhe, but found that it was past twelve o'clock.
Tao Xi finally turned off the phone screen, covered the quilt, wrapped himself tightly, and closed his eyes to sleep in the dark.
He said to himself, if he can't integrate, then just don't integrate. Hasn't he come here for more than ten years
Even without relatives, he can still live a good life alone.
Besides, he also has Lin Qinhe.
Tao Xi persuaded himself and finally settled down and fell asleep, but he was dreaming all night.
He dreamed that when he was ten years old at his grandmother's house, Tao Le forgot to turn off the faucet of the water pipe, and the water flooded his grandma's cellar with sweet potatoes. Guo Ping chased and beat him with a bamboo cane without asking anything.
He was in excruciating pain, crying and calling his mother, not me, not me.
He ran to grandma and begged her to testify for him, but grandma only held Tao Le in silence.
He dreamed again that in the hospital that night, he quietly hid outside the door of the ward, and saw his grandfather and grandmother sitting in front of the hospital bed, holding Yang Duole's hand, weeping in distress, calling softly over and over again? Sun".
He wanted to run into the ward, but couldn't get in. He could only shout to them outside the door.
It's me, look at me, look at me.
But my grandfather and grandma couldn't see him or hear his voice.
When Tao Xi woke up, he found that the quilt had been kicked up by himself at some point, his throat was sore, and he seemed to have no strength. He struggled on the bed for a while, but got up when the bell didn't ring, and quickly put on clothes and washed. , and then go out to practice English.
After a night of partying, many people in the class on the next Monday were a little sluggish, and there was a big party after class.
Tao Xi was also very sleepy and had some headaches, but he didn't sleep.
After holding on for a morning and noon, Tao Xi felt that his head hurt even more. He lowered his head to sort out the notes of the previous class in his notebook, and suddenly felt a hand on his forehead, which felt a little cold to the touch.
Tao Xi looked aside, Lin Qinhe withdrew his hand, frowned at him and said, "You have a fever."
Tao Xi stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, but it didn't feel burning, so he joked to Lin Qinhe, "Maybe your hand is too cold, why don't I cover it for you?"
Lin Qinhe still looked serious, got up and walked to the podium, and said something to Zhou Qiang, who had just come in to prepare for class, then walked to Tao Xi's side, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him up from his seat.
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Tao Xi looked at Lin Qinhe with wide eyes, he didn't want to skip math class.
"Go to the infirmary." Lin Qinhe's tone could not be violated.
Tao Xi was still dragged to the infirmary by Lin Qinhe. Recently, the cold wave has been fierce. There are many patients in the infirmary, and the sound of sneezing and coughing can be heard incessantly.
"Did the quilt not cover properly at night?" The girl's school doctor asked unsurprisingly, she had treated Tao Xi's wounds, and she was acquainted with Lin Qinhe.
Tao Xi sat on the stool, holding the thermometer, and nodded listlessly.
"How old are you, and you're still kicking the quilt." The school doctor joked kindly.
Tao Xi couldn't hang his face, looked at Lin Qinhe, but heard Lin Qinhe ask him seriously: "Didn't you turn on the air conditioner in the bedroom?"
He shook his head and said, "I don't like turning on the air conditioner, it's too dry." In fact, he felt that turning on the air conditioner alone was too energy-intensive.
After the meeting, the school doctor took a look at the thermometer and said to Lin Qinhe, who was standing beside him, "37.8 degrees, fortunately, the fever is not high, I will give him some medicine."
"Do you need to take a leave to go back to rest?" Lin Qinhe raised his hand to touch Tao Xi's forehead and asked the school doctor.
"No, no!"? Tao Xi hurriedly answered, he didn't want to miss class.
The school doctor felt that the two boys had a good relationship, but Lin Qinhe was a little too nervous, she said amusingly: "Are you on leave to go home? No, take the medicine, take a good rest, and keep warm, it should be fine soon. ."
Tao Xi raised his jaw towards Lin Qinhe, and agreed: "Right, I'm in good health. I haven't taken medicine for a cold before, and I'll be fine soon."
The children there are rough raised, and they don't take a headache and fever at home seriously. At most, they go to the old Chinese medicine doctor in the village to buy some herbs and drink them back. But he ignored that when he was twelve years old, he had been burned for three days and still had blood in his nose. He fell asleep during class and was sent to the county hospital by the teacher to save his life.
The school doctor said reproachfully to Tao Xi: "This is not right. When you are sick, you should take medicine. Don't underestimate a cold and a fever. It may become a serious illness if it drags on for a long time."
Tao Xi was poked at the fact, and he said "um" with a guilty conscience, and quietly looked at Lin Qinhe on the side, but saw that Lin Qinhe was staring at him with eyebrows, and the meaning of his eyes was unclear.
He lowered his head sullenly and continued to listen to Lin Qinhe and the school doctor talking, without interrupting.
Finally, Lin Qinhe took the medicine from the school doctor. Tao Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly and said, "Go back to class."
Lin Qinhe didn't speak, raised his hand to wrap his scarf, only showing half of his face, and then led him outside, silent all the way.
Tao Xi felt that something was wrong with Lin Qinhe, as if not angry, but a somewhat heavy emotion.
He didn't know what happened to Lin Qinhe, he talked a few words and walked for a while, but found that Lin Qinhe was not walking in the direction of the classroom, but led him downstairs in the dormitory.
Tao Xi looked at Lin Qinhe blankly: "What are you going to do in the dormitory?"
"You need to get a good night's sleep." Lin Qinhe said.
Tao Xi didn't think about it very much, but he was a little afraid to refute Lin Qinhe, so he had to walk upstairs with Lin Qinhe, thinking for a while with his dazed head whether he had packed the dormitory in the morning.
After opening the bedroom door, Tao Xi turned on the light, hurriedly moved the easel to the side, and went to pour water for Lin Qinhe, but Lin Qinhe took his arm, led him to the chair, and pressed He sat down on his shoulders.
"Sit here and don't move."
Tao Xi sat still obediently, with only one pair of eyes following Lin Qinhe, watching intently.
Lin Qinhe glanced at the bedroom, which was very clean. He recognized Tao Xi's bed at a glance, because there was a pink bear on the head of the bed, which they grabbed from the doll machine together.
He suddenly thought that at the crab shop that night, why did he take Tao Xi to catch the doll
Lin Qinhe picked up the remote control of the air conditioner from the table, turned on the air conditioner to adjust the temperature, then picked up Tao Xi's water cup and went to the water dispenser outside to pick up a cup of hot water and poured some plain water. When he came back, he found Tao Xi lying on the ground. On the table, he had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.
Lin Qinhe gently squeezed Tao Xi's cheek, and said warmly, "Drink the medicine before going to sleep."
Tao Xi struggled to open his eyes, drooping his eyelids, hugging Lin Qinhe's waist, resting his forehead against him and continuing to doze off, Lin Qinhe rubbed the back of Tao Xi's head lightly, and looked around the bedroom again , thinking that this bedroom is too small, and the bed is also very small.
Tao Xi leaned against Lin Qinhe and fell asleep again, but was finally woken up by Lin Qinhe. He took the water glass from Lin Qinhe's hand and drank it one by one, feeling that his dry throat was better.
Lin Qinhe opened the medicine he just bought, took out a few pills as the school doctor said, and put them in Tao Xi's hand.
Tao Xi had a bitter face. He didn't like taking medicine at all, but Lin Qinhe was staring at him, so he drank the medicine obediently.
Lin Qinhe stared at Tao Xi after taking the medicine, closed the balcony door, and said to Tao Xi, "Go to bed."
However, Tao Xi sat still, his fair cheeks were stained with a bit of burnt ruddy, his eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, he raised his head and looked straight at Lin Qinhe, as if he was burned out.
Lin Qinhe thought for a while, raised his hand and rubbed Tao Xi's hair, and said in a low voice, "I'm not leaving."
Only then did Tao Xi slowly stand up from the chair, take off his outer clothes and shoes, climb onto the bed, and wrap himself into a cocoon with the quilt.
But he didn't immediately close his eyes to sleep, but twisted and moved to the edge of the bed, hooked his neck to look at Lin Qinhe, a pair of dark eyes protruding from the quilt.
Lin Qinhe was a little helpless. Knowing what Tao Xi was thinking, he glanced at Tao Xi's table and asked, "Are there any books in the bedroom?"
Tao Xi said in a muffled voice, "There are in the drawer."
Lin Qinhe opened the drawer, took out a random book from it, raised his hand to show it to Tao Xi, and said, "I'm reading here, you can sleep in peace."
Tao Xi let out an "um", as if he was finally relieved, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.
Lin Qinhe did not read the book, but lowered his head and looked at the business card in the drawer that he accidentally brought out.
He picked up the pale gold business card. The business card was obviously carefully preserved and looked brand new. There were only three words in the center: Yang Zhengming.
Lin Qinhe put the business card back in the drawer, and then put the coat that Tao Xi took off on the quilt covered by Tao Xi. He was tall and could see Tao Xi from standing beside the bed.
Tao Xi may be used to sleeping on his side, with a reddish face facing him, breathing heavily, his eyes closed, only his eyelashes tremble occasionally.
After looking at it for a while, Lin Qinhe put the pink bear on the bed beside Tao Xi's head. He reached out and touched Tao Xi's head gently, and then touched the little bear's head, letting it accompany Tao Xi. Creek sleeps in this cot.
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