She is used to having both her parents dead!
She is used to being helpless!
She is used to compromising!
She is used to all kinds of misfortunes and disasters!
However, she was worried that Fang Yan would not be used to it.
When a person has suffered many hardships, when a person has endured too much pain and too much loss, her heart will become hard and her body will become strong. She will protect herself from the wind and rain, and she will welcome the morning glow and the starlight.
Just like the flowers on the cliff, they are ultimately more aloof and independent than the wild flowers and weeds at the foot of the mountain.
Lu Chaoge is a flower on the cliff, and the previous Fang Yan was a flower in a greenhouse.
The flowers on the cliff will eventually feel some worry and pity when they see the flowers in the greenhouse. The wind outside is so strong and the snow is so fierce, can his frail body withstand it
Lu Chaoge knew that Fang Yan was suffering from a grief that ordinary people could hardly imagine, just like what she had experienced when she was a child. However, she gritted her teeth and persevered. It was a tearing pain, as if an organ was being removed from her body while she was awake.
Father, which organ of the body should he correspond to
I'm worried you won't be used to it!
Hearing Lu Chaoge's answer, Fang Yan was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Lu Chaoge's pretty face full of concern and said softly, "Where I was born, there is a very bad habit - the men there like to say that they value friendship over life and death. They are willing to sacrifice their lives for public and private feelings, for the sake of great and small righteousness."
"So, every year someone leaves. Some die in the strange and dangerous North Sea, and even their bodies cannot be retrieved. Some die in the scorching hot Gobi Desert, and their bodies are buried by quicksand and stay there forever. Some die in battle, some die of illness, and some die by self-destruction in pursuit of martial arts - sometimes you receive news of the death of a distant relative on a spring morning, sometimes you receive a phone call announcing the death on a summer night, sometimes it is the Double Ninth Festival, and sometimes it is New Year's Eve - you can choose the day you are born, but who can choose the day you die?"
Fang Yan held up the rice bowl and served himself a bowl of fresh fish soup, then sipped it in small sips.
"I thought I had taken things like this very lightly. Sometimes I even got carried away and thought I could do what others could do -----" Fang Yan laughed at himself and said, "It turns out I can't do it. I'm not brave, I'm a bit cowardly."
"You're not a coward." Lu Chaoge consoled him softly, "You're just too sentimental."
Fang Yan shook his head and said, "I never had a good conversation or a drink with him when he was alive. What's the point of waiting for him for a long time after he dies? This way of expression - can't be called affection, right?"
"I just feel so guilty. When he was alive, I didn't take a good look at his paintings or appreciate his handwriting. I knew he was busy with his own exhibition, but I didn't even go over to ask if it was going well or if he needed help. He lived in his world, and I lived in mine. Although we are a family, I always feel that he doesn't understand me, and I don't understand him either."
"So, this time I stayed in Yanziwu for three years. I read all his previous paintings, even the manuscripts under the bookcase. I carefully studied every word and poem he wrote, and even sorted out the wrong words. Some words were written very well, proving that he was in a good mood at the time. Some words were written very poorly, probably because he was very upset at that time, right?"
"Later, I discovered a secret. When he wrote beautiful words, there must be something that made him happy that day. For example, I won the title of outstanding graduate of the school, or my kung fu made progress that satisfied him. The day when I first felt the heart of Tai Chi, he painted a picture of "Young Man Practicing in the Morning", in which a young man practiced boxing diligently in the morning light. The red sun in the painting was dyed very red by him, proving that he must have been very excited at that time."
Fang Yan couldn't continue speaking and lowered his head to drink the soup.
After drinking the warm and delicious fish soup, Fang Yan's depressed mood was slightly relieved.
"It's not about getting used to it or not, it's just about not wanting to let him go." Fang Yan said with a smile: "I just can't bear to let him go. That's all."
Lu Chaoge looked at Fang Yan, with deep worry in her beautiful eyes, and said, "Fang Yan, why did you come to Huacheng?"
"There are still too many things to do. I can't just wait around forever." Fang Yan replied, "Besides, my former students are waiting for me too."
"Fang Yan, don't you think this is too risky?" Lu Chaoge didn't believe Fang Yan's explanation and said, "I know you, and I know what kind of man you are. You have been waiting in Yanziwu for three years. You thought those people would show up again, and you thought they would attack you again - but they didn't come out, as if they disappeared from this world."
"So, you left Yanziwu, left Yanjing, and came to Huacheng, the most dangerous place where you are the weakest. Do you want to use your life to lure the snake out of its hole? Fang Yan, this is too dangerous. Go back, go back to Yanziwu. That is the safest place. They can do anything."
Fang Yan's eyes were filled with a terrifying red light, and the whites of his eyes were covered with mottled red bloodshot. He looked at Lu Chaoge and said calmly, "But conflicts must be resolved. They killed my father, so I just need to kill their entire family. Don't you think this request is too much?"
"------"
Fang Yan saw Lu Chaoge's surprised expression and asked, "Are you not used to it? I didn't talk like this before. If I encounter such a question, I will use another way of expression - I will tell you that I am a pacifist, and then secretly kill their whole family. This is my style, right?"
Lu Chaoge nodded and said, "Indeed, that's your style. I hope you are still the same as before. Although you were vicious at that time, you were kind-hearted. You were willing to think about others."
"No, I can't do it." Fang Yan patted his chest and said, "Every night it feels like I'm on fire, tormenting me so much that I can't sleep. When this fire is put out, I can become the person I used to be."
"Then let's take it slow. Don't rush." Lu Chaoge said. "What are you going to Suzaku for? Are you planning to go back and be a teacher?"
"I don't want to be a teacher." Fang Yan said, "My current mentality is not suitable for being a teacher. I'm afraid I can't control my emotions."
"Being a teacher is something you are good at. If you were not a teacher, what would you like to be?"
"Work as a school security guard." Fang Yan said.
"Security?" Lu Chaoge almost spit out the fish soup in her mouth. If she didn't have to maintain an elegant posture, she thought it would be difficult for her to control such a thing.
A rising star in education in Huacheng at that time just wanted to be a security guard in a school - isn't this contrast too strong
"I used to like educating people, but now I just want to protect them." Fang Yan looked at Lu Chaoge and said with an unprecedented serious tone. "Later I realized that staying alive is the most important thing. I hope that those I care about will not be hurt."
“It’s too tiring to do this.”
"I'd be tired if I didn't do this." Fang Yan said. "I didn't do this before, so I'm so tired now."
Lu Chaoge sighed softly and said, "How can I help you?"
"Help me build Chaoyan." Fang Yan said. "I will need money in the future, lots of money. I will need resources, all kinds of resources. I don't just want one person to be strong, I need a strong family. Only then will I be able to confront those conspirators hiding behind the scenes. Only then will I be able to chop off their dirty hands and pierce their dirty hearts."
Lu Chaoge nodded and said, "You have been in mourning in Yanziwu for three years, and I have not visited you for three years. I have put all my time and energy into the development of Chaoyan Technology. I know this day will come, and I hope that when you come out, Chaoyan Technology can be your strongest backing. I think Miss Qin thinks so too."
After Fang Yixing's funeral, Qin Yitian left immediately.
She became her mother's assistant and one of the decision-makers in the Qin family business.
Her sights have always been on Chaoyan Technology, and she uses the Qin family's resources and connections to safeguard Chaoyan's development.
If it weren't for Qin Yitian's support, if it weren't for the Qin family's backing, Chaoyan Technology, a newborn as fragile as a baby but with infinite potential, would have been torn into pieces and swallowed by those ambitious people long ago.
It can be said that if Lu Chaoge had not stood in the open to attract the artillery fire, and if Qin Yitian had not stood behind to unleash thunder, the two small flames of Chaoyan Technology would have been extinguished long ago.
"I owe you too much." Fang Yan said in a deep voice.
He didn't say thank you because those two words were too light and weak to express his feelings at the moment.
Lu Chaoge smiled silently, started to clean up the dishes, and said, "Go watch TV for a while, and stay at my place from now on."
"-------" Fang Yan felt uneasy.
He felt that he was in a bad mood and it was not appropriate to think about matters between men and women.
Moreover, there was still a lack of emotional bonding between him and Lu Chaoge, and he felt that he was not ready yet - wouldn't it be inappropriate to just sleep together rashly
Fang Yan was in a dilemma, not knowing what reason he should use to reject Lu Chaoge's invitation without hurting the woman's proud self-esteem.
Because he rarely spoke in the past three years, he felt that his language ability had seriously deteriorated.
"I have cleaned the room for you." Lu Chaoge walked into the kitchen carrying the dishes.
"-------" Fang Yan then realized that he was thinking too much.
(PS: Thank you brother Xingye Xie for the 10,000 yuan reward. The local tyrant is mighty and domineering. Thank you brother Gu Yue Qing Feng for the 30,000 yuan reward. The Royal Guards are armed with weapons and horses, and they dominate the world!) (To be continued)