Chapter 50: Dragonfly Touches the Water

Under the same night, after Lu Shihan returned to the apartment, he did not sit in the living room and wait to smell the ginger, but went straight to the bedroom, protected his left arm, lay on his side on the bed, and slowly began to let the fatigue engulf him and fall asleep.

He has always slept lightly, but he is not afraid of sleeping so deeply that he can't hear Jiang's call.

The Ragdoll cat and puppy, who had slept for most of the night, were awakened when Lu Shihan came back, stretched his waist, stepped on the carpet in the living room with his thick cat's paws, and rubbed Lu Shihan a little bit.

He went to bed, and the puppy jumped on him, coiled up on his pillow side, and lay quietly on his stomach.

Lu Shihan didn't touch its head to be intimate with it as usual, it moved its tail to touch Lu Shihan's right hand again, and after touching it, it didn't get a response, so it closed its eyes and continued to sleep.

Lu Shihan slept lightly but dreamed a lot.

In his dreams, there were many things that had been stirring in his mind during the day, and he seemed to have a string in his head that was constantly being plucked, and he was not sleeping peacefully.

Some old things that had been nailed to death in his memory swirled up from the depths of his mind.

Those blood-soaked memories were restarted again, projected in his mind one by one.

After meeting Wen Jiang, all kinds of joys and sorrows that happened in the year when Wen Jiang's life trajectory began to intersect would always run out from time to time to provoke him.

In the hospital, there is Lu Jingyi, a mother with an extremely ugly face who will never move under the cover of a white cloth.

There is an indifferent look, no matter how her parents beg, she is always silent before her sister Qi Yu.

There is also a young smelling ginger who is fresh or smiling, or quietly weeping, and he has noticed since then.

A series of pictures continued to flash back in Lu Shihan's mind.

The first act is in the hospital.

When he was still young, he saw Wen Jiang's father sitting on the cold row of chairs in the hospital corridor with his back bent, and Wen Jiang sitting next to her father, slightly hugging his father with her not long arms at that time.

At the same time, Wen Jiang stretched out a hand and gently patted the middle-aged man's back with all his strength, giving her father silent comfort with the embrace wrapped around her thin shoulders.

Wen Jiang's father held his face in his hand and cried silently, and Wen Jiang's fashionable and immature voice was choked with the same choking, repeating three words: "It's okay, it's okay......"

They still hold on to the last glimmer of hope for Wen Yu's life.

The second act is under the apartment building in his hometown.

After dealing with his mother's funeral, his father moved with him, and many neighbors avoided him along the way, their eyes mixed with indifferent curiosity, and burning condemnation and contempt.

The look that pierced them in their bodies and hearts was like asking why they had killed someone and had gone unpunished.

His father's hand dragging the suitcase trembled a little before his eyes, and the frequency of the tremor was the same as the frequency of his heart's rapid contraction, so that his eardrums only had the cold sound of a drum, strong and exciting.

In the third act, in the corridor outside the school's classroom, the head teacher calmly tells him that the recommended admission qualification for X University, which had been determined, was cancelled for various reasons that you know and I understand, but there is no way to say clearly.

The teacher's eyes under the heavy lenses were full of regret and helplessness, patted him on the shoulder, and told him that he still had a long future, and looked away.

If this is a world where there are no good and bad things, he does believe that the future will grow.

The fourth act is after his father's death, and he follows Nie Hui to leave his hometown and come to N City.

The family has changed, and there are many voices in the school, but he failed to take the college entrance examination, and Nie Hui took him to the new school to repeat his new school with the surname Lu.

Classmates, who knew nothing about his past experiences, quickly accepted his.

After Yiqiē was on track, he passed by the school auditorium one day and saw the rehearsal scene of the school's junior high school orchestra.

A dozen girls in white dresses sat there, but he accurately grabbed a face from them.

At that time, Wen Jiang was a little thinner than when he first saw him, her pale complexion almost blended in with the white dress on her body, her slender neck was elegantly exposed, and a few strands of broken hair under the long ponytail were softly attached to the back of her neck.

Her eyes were shining, her dark pupils were expressionless, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

It should have been a very lingering picture, but Lu Shihan only felt that his body was stiff.

As a relative of the culprit, he was forced to leave the country; As a victim's relative, all kinds of gossip and the old environment that is easy to indulge in grief may also make her stay away from her hometown.

Wen Jiang didn't know him, but he recognized Wen Jiang.

God's joke was not good, the world was so big, they all turned away from their old places, and they crashed into the same place again.

……

Later, on a rainy night, Lu Shihan left school after evening self-study, and under the eaves outside the door of the school's security room, he saw Wen Jiang, a girl sheltering from the rain.

Wen Jiang's long eyes narrowed deeply, which is a normal reaction of highly myopic people.

The exterior was pitch black, the dim lights at the school gate were blurred on a rainy night, and the silent buildings and towering trees around the school looked like ghosts.

Lu Shihan handed the umbrella in his hand to Wen Jiang and ran away with his school uniform on his head.

Wen Jiang's startled expression, he was impressed.

……

A lot of the past makes people linger.

He hadn't tried to avoid Wen Jiang that year.

Probably he once thought that if anyone could understand the hasty experience of his life, she would be the one who could most empathize with him, even if they had diametrically opposite positions.

***

Lu Shihan finally woke up again in the inappropriateness and dislike of Nie Hui and Fu Yansheng.

He glanced at the time, and only two hours had passed.

The phone was silent, the breathing light was not on, and there were no reminders of any messages or missed calls.

Lu Shihan got up again and walked to the photo wall of the apartment, took out the photo of the Caucasian woman with a gun that Wen Jiang had asked, and revealed the photo of many people posted inside.

There are his deceased parents and sister Qi Yu. It is one of the few family portraits that he has kept to this day.

He slipped back the photo of the woman with the gun, and just walked to the bar to pour water, and sang with his mobile phone that had been silent for a long time.

Lu Shihan picked it up, and heard Jiang Ben's slightly lazy voice running around all night: "I'm here, downstairs under you." ”

Lu Shihan walked to the entrance: "Don't rush up, stop the car first." ”

Wen Jiang smiled: "Can I be in a hurry like that?" Rest assured, it won't collapse if it really hits, and it won't bury you inside. ”

She quickly and seriously added: "I don't drive, I have a driver." ”

Lu Shihan didn't reply to her in a hurry, walked out of the house, entered the stairwell and ran down.

For nearly a minute, the two ends of the phone were breathing each other.

Wen Jiang could hear Lu Shihan's breathing at first, and then gradually became rapid from the microphone, and smiled again: "I'm not here, you are just breathing so quickly thinking about me?" ”

(Brother Han once said that he should think about Brother Jiang openly, and Brother Jiang has a good memory)

Lu Shihan bent his lips silently, the cold steps under his feet quickly retreated, and his arms were still in pain under the slight vibration of his body: "Since you know, you should race against time." ”

Wen Jiang was a little surprised, but he didn't expect him to be able to say something like this and make up the picture with a strong sense of the picture at will.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, reminding him, "Be careful when you run down, don't step on the air." ”

Lu Shihan said: "You can enter the apartment building, the stairwell on the right-hand side." ”

Wen Jiang smiled at the corner of his lips: "Hey, are you going to carry me up?" ”

Wen Jiang entered the apartment building, the stairwell door on the right hand side was closed, and a fault sign was placed outside the elevator on the side.

At the same time, Lu Shihan's voice came from the other end of the phone: "If you are not afraid of being dropped by someone with a broken arm, it is not impossible." ”

The sound of hurried footsteps was getting closer and closer, and Wen Jiang immediately saw the stairwell door in front of him being pushed open from the inside.

Then Lu Shihan's long figure walked out.

Wen Jiang turned off his phone, glanced at his whole body, swept the slippers on his feet, and laughed again: "The monkey is in such a hurry, so anxious to see me?" Got down before you had time to change your shoes? ”

Lu Shihan stood in the stairwell door, and also stuffed his mobile phone back into the right pocket: "The elevator is out of order, so you can climb the nineteenth floor alone, and you run out of patience after half of the climb, this is not the result I want." ”

Wen Jiang stepped forward to him: "My image in your eyes is really tall enough." ”

Wen Jiang walked all the way to Lu Shihan, her arm hooked behind her, and the door of the stairwell slammed shut again.

Wen Jiang raised his head slightly and looked at Lu Shihan: "Since my image is so short, then you bow your head." ”

Lu Shihan cooperated with her and lowered his head slightly.

Smelling Jiang's jaw, he brought his lips to Lu Shihan's lips and dotted the water.

She smiled and admired Lu Shihan's expression that was a little cracked at the moment, and coughed in disguise: "When I left the hospital, I forgot to kiss again, and I will make up for it later." ”