The pain could not alleviate the trauma in his heart, and Wang Qiao stood for a long time in the dark night, like a lone wolf in the forest, and quietly returned to his sister's house.

He found an unopened bottle of sorghum liquor. At the edge of the laundry sink, he twisted the bottle cap and poured it into the palm of his right hand, and the pain in his heart ran along the nerves in his arm and spread all over his body. When the pain in his arm disappeared, Wang Qiao raised his right hand and swore to the sky: "The living can't be suffocated by urine, Lu Qi doesn't want me anymore, I also have to live well, a manly man is determined to be in all directions, why not have a wife!" ”

He took the letter Lu Qi wrote to himself and read it through, and picked up a lighter several times to burn the letter. The lighter was lit several times, and he gave up several times, and he was really reluctant to burn the letter, because this was the most precious memory between him and Lu Qi.

When Yang Hongbing talked about Lu Qi's relationship with a certain cadre of the provincial government, Wang Qiao was still skeptical, and saw Lu Qi intimate with a strong man in the Jingzhou Branch, and he completely believed that he had finally lost Lu Qi.

When things come to the end, you must be bold, and when things are desperate, you must let go.

In a dormitory of the Dongcheng Branch, Lu Qi and the man sat in the living room watching TV, and there were only the two of them in the family at this time.

Lu Qi peeled a mandarin orange and handed it to the man, saying, "Brother, you usually drink so much." ”

Lu Feng said: "Today is happy, during this period of time when my father was wronged, the whole family was very depressed. Seeing the sun through the clouds must be celebrated. He threw half of the mandarin orange into his mouth, chewed it in a few bites, swallowed it in his stomach, and said, "The mandarin orange in Shannan is delicious and tastes authentic." ”

Lu Qi said: "This is a specially selected local mandarin orange in Jingzhou, and the taste of the improved varieties from other places is still not good. ”

Lu Feng looked at his depressed sister and said, "I met you this time and found that you have not been very happy, are you still thinking about that kid in Guangnan." ”

Lu Qi said: "Mom told you? ”

Lu Feng said: "Well, I said it. He thought for a moment and said, "Our family has had a tough time in the past two years, and time will erase everything. ”

Lu Qi looked at the window, as if her gaze had crossed time and space, and was connected with Wang Qiao, and she muttered, "There are some things that are hard to forget." ”

Not far away, Wang Qiao sat lonely by the window of his sister's house, smoked a cigarette, called his sister again, and left the sad Shannan.

In previous years, on the occasion of the Spring Festival, it was inevitable to visit relatives and friends, but this year, after he returned to the Red Star Factory, he didn't go anywhere, he woke up every day to read, and when he was tired, he played on the improvised court. Except for going to Jingzhou halfway to be Yang Hongbing's best man, he did not leave the Red Star Factory during the Spring Festival. During these twenty days, his hair grew wildly and covered his eyes and ears, like a painter wandering in the countryside.

Before the start of school, Wang Qiao cut off his crazy hair and restored the lean appearance of short hair.

Bidding farewell to his parents and carrying the denim bag given by his sister, Wang Qiao returned to Jingzhou No. 1 Middle School.

Walking into the east door of the repeating class, I saw Yan Lin, Liu Hu, Wu Chongbin and others playing badminton on the small playground. Yan Lin looked forward to the stars and the moon and finally looked forward to Wang Qiao, full of words and wanted to tell her lover, when the lover stood by her side, but she couldn't say it shyly.

Wu Chongbin handed the racket to Liu Hu, walked to Wang Qiao's side, and said, "Wait a while, the office will send a small truck, hurry up and collect the things." Uncle Yan specially greeted the office and vacated two suites on the fourth floor. I specifically told Uncle Yan about you, and he agreed that you would move in with us. ”

"Understood, thank you." In the final sprint time of the college entrance examination, it is quite important to have a good environment, and Wang Qiao accepted this white lie.

Wang Qiao took the initiative to greet Yan Lin.

Yan Lin looked at Wang Qiao's right hand with several eye-catching wounds, wanting to show concern, but she was not too embarrassed in front of everyone. She smiled shyly and said, "Do you know how to play badminton, won't you be a master again?" ”

Wang Qiao said: "I can fight, I am not a master, but I am not bad." You fight first, I'll clean up. ”

Half an hour later, a pickup truck arrived at the school. Director Liang of the office was careful, not only sent a car, but also specially found three porters. The six students' bedding, books and miscellaneous items were completely light in the eyes of the three professional porters, who carried them on their shoulders and got everything into the car in a short time. Everything is stacked in an orderly manner, and what is even more rare is that there are some palm mats on the bottom floor, which effectively protects the worthless belongings.

The two rooms in the corner of the fourth floor were converted into student dormitories, with room 402 on the left as a dormitory for boys and room 401 on the right as a dormitory for girls. The dormitories are all two bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen, Liu Hu and Yan Lin each live in one, and the male dormitory can only be two people living in one bedroom.

Lao Liang first went to 401 to take a look, and then came to 402, and said to Wu Chongbin and others: "Each dormitory arranges two single beds, and a table is placed in the middle, so that you can make full use of the space, and it is convenient to read books and do homework." He said to Wang Qiao, "Wang Qiao, what a tall man." ”

Wang Qiao said politely: "Uncle Liang, thank you." ”

Lao Liang said with a smile: "Wang Qiao is a top student, and he can afford us to live in the office, and it is my Lao Liang's blessing to be able to serve the future pillars of our country." ”

A compliment made Wang Qiao feel ashamed.

Yan Lin stood at the door of 402 and said, "Uncle Liang, you don't have to go to the Propaganda Department to find someone to write couplets this time, Wang Qiao's characters are well written, let him help you write them." Although she has never seen Wang Qiao write calligraphy, she still firmly believes that her boyfriend will write well.

Lao Liang was really interested, and said, "I have prepared a pen and paper, and I am about to find someone to write." Then there is Lao Xiaowang to write a new couplet and replace the old couplet. On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I don't know which kid set off a cupola cannon and burned half of the couplet at the door, but fortunately did not cause a fire. ”

Everyone followed Lao Liang to the conference room. Wu Chongbin didn't know the reality of Wang Qiao's calligraphy, and quietly reminded: "There are many people in the factory who can write well with calligraphy, and everyone who enters the city has to go to the office to take a car." ”

"I'll write two first, let's see." Wang Qiao has been practicing calligraphy since he can remember, and after more than ten years of training, writing calligraphy has become an instinct. He picked up the brush, took a deep breath, and his spirit was restrained, and he did not rush to put down the pen.

In the eyes of Wu Chongbin and others, Wang Qiao is like a martial arts master, who conveys strong self-confidence to the outside world. Yan Lin looked at her beloved boyfriend with a hint of admiration, expecting him to write a couplet that shocked the audience.

Wang Qiao glanced at the Spring Festival couplets provided by Lao Liang, and wrote with a stroke of a pen, "In the Year of the Dragon, the dragon descendant watched the dragon soar into the sky, and the spring breeze sent spring to the spring in the world". Lao Liang originally had the mentality of giving it a try, and the worst result was to break a few pieces of paper, but he didn't expect that Wang Qiao did have a few brushes, and only two or three people could write this hand of calligraphy in the Hongqi Factory.

"I invite you to have a light lunch in the evening, first, to catch everyone, and secondly, to thank Wang Qiao for writing the Spring Festival couplets." Lao Liang is an old oilman of the agency, and in the past year, Yan Dingkang has sprung up and become the leader in charge of the office, and it is beneficial to have a good relationship with Yan Lin. Lao Liang's movements were very natural, which made Yan Lin, Wu Chongbin and others feel like they were going back to their parents' home.

Wang Qiao is a pure outsider and has nothing to do with the Hongqi Factory, the reason for Lao Liang's good attitude is that he is like a mirror, but he doesn't break it and cooperates with acting.

After pasting the Spring Festival couplets, everyone returned to the fourth floor and began to make beds and tidy up the room.

After Yan Lin finished making the bed, she went to room 402 and wanted to help Wang Qiao clean up the room. When I came to 402, I found that Wang Qiao had already made the bed neatly.

At six o'clock, Lao Liang came upstairs, and when he visited the dormitory, he greatly praised several classmates.

At seven o'clock, I had dinner at the food group. Lao Liang prepared a sumptuous dinner for everyone, chicken, duck, and fish were all served, as well as stewed pig's trotters and other heavy dishes. Just after the Spring Festival, everyone has oil and water in their stomachs, but in the face of the temptation of vivid color, they still stretched out their chopsticks, and the final result was that the plate bottomed out.

With a full hiccups, everyone officially started the first evening self-study of the new semester.

Wu Chongbin and Liu Hu had already made their love public in a small group, but the two did not stick together, and they studied in their rooms.

There are 40 watts of fluorescent lights on the roof, and the learning conditions are much better than those of a large classroom.

At 7:45, when everyone set the end of class, Yan Lin walked to room 402 and said with a smile: "Wang Qiao, didn't you say that you want to ask a few questions, and come to my side later." ”

Wang Qiao understood that Yan Lin had something to say, and walked to the opposite dormitory with the English and math test papers. After sitting down, he said, "I'll ask the English question first." Yan Lin said mysteriously: "Don't worry, you drink this first." She took a box of the sun god from the drawer, took out one, inserted a straw, and handed it to Wang Qiao.

The sun god is the hottest nutritional product at present, for a long time, as long as you turn on the TV, you can see a few bare-armed men working, and then a voice will sing: "When the sun rises, our love lasts forever." Holding the small bottle of the Sun God oral liquid, Wang Qiao was quite moved and inhaled it seriously.

"Are you used to drinking?"

"It's okay, it's a little sweet."

Yan Lin put away the empty bottle and said, "I can't let them see it, otherwise I'll say that I'm a heavy color and a light friend." ”

Wang Qiao smiled and said, "Thank you." During the winter vacation, Wang Qiao took the initiative to adjust his mentality, and when facing Yan Lin, he was much more comfortable than before.

After speaking English, Yan Lin took out a bag of Shannan milk powder, brewed two cups, and said: "Learning is very brain-consuming, you must have nutritional supplements, otherwise your grades will not be able to keep up." You must have worked very hard during the Spring Festival, and your face has lost a lot of weight. ”

Shannan milk powder is the most popular milk powder on the market, with more than six yuan per bag. Wang Qiao buried his heart deeply, he held the glass in both hands, looked at the white milk, and said: "Don't laugh at me, chocolate, milk powder, and the sun god, I have heard of their names before, and I have never eaten them." ”

"You didn't drink these in Quang Nam before?"

"We were drinking."

Yan Lin's eyes were full of tenderness, and said, "You come over every night at eight o'clock to drink milk and the sun god, don't tell them." He held Wang Qiao's wrist again and said, "Why did your hand break?" Let me see. ”

"I accidentally broke it."

"Does it hurt?"

"This little wound doesn't hurt."

When Wang Qiao said this, he remembered the picture of Lu Qi walking with the man, and he only felt a faint pain in his heart. He then chased the picture away and said, "I have a question for you."

(Chapter 60)