The shirt Lu Huainian is wearing today is dark stripes, and the grammar of his big arms is flat and neat, and when he looks down, the stripes on his forearms that should be normal are a little twisted.

Alone, the wind poured in, and his cuffs hit Zhao Qi's thick down jacket one after another.

Zhao Qi suddenly twisted his head to the side of his car window with some sadness.

Lu Huainian, what kind of disaster fell on him like this? What else is he hiding? How did he escape from that explosion? Did he see her dad in that explosion? Has he seen anyone else there besides Deng Chuan?

Although Lu Huainian couldn't completely guess what Zhao Qi was thinking, he had seen a lot, and he could guess more or less out of 12.

It's not annoying, but it's definitely not a liking, and it's insensitive.

Sympathize? No one has that qualification. "Student Zhao doesn't have to think about it, it is normal for people to be in trouble, and there is nothing to sympathize with. Whoever falls on it is the same. ”

Zhao Qi didn't know whether she should sympathize with him or not, but her feelings still gave her the most authentic answer.

It should have been dealt with, Xia Yuan got into the car tremblingly, rubbed his palms and started the car. "Huai Nian, people said that they fell by themselves, and it has nothing to do with us, and they thanked them."

"Is anyone hurt?"

Xia Yuan continued to rub his frozen hands, re-grasped the steering wheel and looked at Lu Huainian, who was looking in the rearview mirror, "I rode by myself, it should be fine."

"Professor Lu, could you please stop the car? I'm down here. ”

Stay any longer, Zhao Qizhen is worried that she will be affected by the things in front of her to affect her judgment of something, she has not been able to see some sad pictures since she was a child, and getting along with Lu Huainian really makes her very uncomfortable.

Sympathizing with Lu Huainian's difficulties is one of them, but everyone also has their own difficulties, and she is the same.

Lu Huainian lost a pair of small arms, and some people's situation is more unacceptable than his.

Sympathy and suspicion, two thoughts disturbed her a little uneasy.

But the more he listened to Lu Huainian's inappropriate tone, the more uncomfortable Zhao Qi felt in his heart. For Zhao Qi, nothing that he could easily bring with him with just a few words was as important as that matter.

His father disappeared because of that incident, and it is still a mystery that she can't solve in her heart, which is what Zhao Qi wants to know from Lu Huainian the most.

Lu Huainian had a close relationship with the fireworks factory explosion, he was also at the scene at the time, and he was the only person who could possibly tell her the truth.

This is the only information that Zhao Qi has found useful for so many years.

He refused to say it for a day, and Zhao Qi didn't know what happened back then.

Looking at the small fragments of Lu Huainian's life, especially the small details that fell in her eyes, Zhao Qi had mixed feelings in her heart. How does that old saying come about: Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and people like Lu Huainian are no exception.

There are neat buttons on the shirt, and the person who buttons it must not be Professor Lu himself; The dark brown laces were so meticulously tied that he couldn't get his hands on them; The complex interface on the prosthetic limb is fixed, and even Zhao Qi, as a layman, can see that this requires the help of others.

He seems to be such a proud existence, powerless to be suppressed in the face of life, how many times has he lowered his head, and how many times has he compromised? But no matter how difficult it is, he can struggle and live like a normal person.

Compared to Deng Chuan's death and his father's lack of news, it is much better.

Lu Huainian, you're still alive, aren't you?

Zhao Qi got out of the car wrapped in cotton clothes, and was a little afraid to look at Lu Huainian in the car, not remembering that he still had a foreign object in his arms that did not belong to him. "Thank you, Professor Lu, I still have to go back beforehand"

Lu Huainian, who had always been silent, opened his thin lips lightly, "Classmate Zhao, are you sure you want to bring back my prosthetic?" ”

Zhao Qi realized that he was still holding his prosthetic leg, and awkwardly took his prosthetic arm out of his clothes and handed it to him.

Lu Huainian didn't answer, to be precise, he didn't answer.

Zhao Qi felt a little stupid, and approached the car door where he was sitting in small steps, and put the little arm on his folded legs, "Professor Lu, goodbye." ”

Xia Yuan saw this scene through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but let out a "poof" sound, happy. How did she get into graduate school with her IQ?

Zhao Qi, who felt ridiculed, glared at someone in the main driver's seat, and left without looking back~ What are you laughing at, who can be without fault if you are not a sage? Confucius, the wise words of his old man, does he understand it? No wonder you can only be a driver! Low EQ!

After Zhao Qi left, Lu Huainian looked at the things on his legs and lost his mind. Because, this usually cold thing is now a little warmer.

Seeing Lu Huainian's car disappear in the snow, Zhao Qi turned around, sighed, and smiled bitterly.

Zhao Qi had to admit that she had relented just now.

"Huainian, do you want to go back to the apartment?"

Lu Huainian didn't answer, but asked with a serious face, "Uncle Feng, let him go?" ”

"Your mother knows that you came out today for activities, so she asked him to go back later to take care of you, and he should still be in the apartment by now." Xia Yuan couldn't know who he was in his mouth.

Lu Huainian didn't talk again, and after a long time, Xia Yuan heard a sigh behind him. "Back"

Xia Yuan replied "Okay".

Tan Sheng is Lu Huaiyuan's mother, because out of love for her son, she tries her best to take care of her son's life, and only hopes that Lu Huainian can live a more satisfactory life.

If it weren't for these arms, he would have a life that belonged to him, he could get married and have children, and even if he was ordinary, he could be a simple and happy person. Every time he saw his son struggling to make even a small move, Tan Sheng couldn't wait to chop off his hands and replace them for his son.

If his son is not distressed, who can feel distressed?

So much so that every time Lu Huainian goes home, even if he doesn't like it, he will wear a prosthetic leg before appearing in front of her.

She felt guilty, and so did Lu Huainian, so he still didn't let go of telling her what happened, because sometimes the result is more acceptable than the process, especially for close relatives.

Tan Sheng sent people to inquire, but they all kept silent.

This is also why, every time Lu Huainian goes to his apartment, he drags it home as much as possible, he can't refuse, but he doesn't want to accept it. Lu Huainian, who is outside, is a respected professor of psychology, but apart from this identity, he is just an ordinary disabled person.

What others can do with their hands, Lu Huainian can do with his remaining arms and feet.

He can cook with his feet, dress with his feet and even tie a belt, tie. He can solve eighty percent of life's problems with actions that others can't accept. Such Lu Huainian is a hidden existence.

He is not afraid of others knowing, but he also does not want to share it with others.