Chapter 128: Alien Men
"Three! Two! One! ”
"Alright, alright! Get up! ”
Lu Yiwei helped Yun Tian to the wheelchair, his head was blank after he sat down, and he raised his head and gasped.
After panting evenly, he began to complain like a cannon: "Damn, three months ago, Lao Tzu was still flying on the wall, why is it difficult to even do a lunge now, if it doesn't get better, his career will be over." ”
Lu Yiwei was curious: "Brother Tian, what are you doing?" ”
Yun Tian realized that he had said something wrong, and slapped himself lightly in the mouth: "Wipe the glass of a high-rise office building, and tie a trouser belt to the old kind." ”
Lu Yiwei brought the iced lemon tea to his mouth: "Brother Tian, don't worry, drink saliva first to moisten it." ”
Yun Tianbai glanced at him: "Who asked you to call me Brother Tian?" It's like a village cannon. It's not good to stay at home during the summer vacation, run to the hospital all day long, do you go to see your father? Uneasy bunny. ”
The rabbit cub's attitude was quite resolute, and as soon as he heard Yuntian mention Lu Lingjia, his face immediately darkened: "No, no." ”
"Tsk, I said you..."
The other patients in the rehabilitation ward heard the sound and looked at it, and when Yun Tian saw this, he had no choice but to swallow the insulting salutation that followed him, and stretched out his finger and pointed at Lu Yiwei's forehead: "Are you careful?" ”
Lu Yiwei was silent.
"Hurry home, don't turn around in front of my eyes." , Yun Tian pushed the wheelchair and walked away.
"I don't." , Lu Yiwei followed Yun Tian around the ward, he thought that Lu Lingjia would not find here, so he couldn't wait to be admitted to the hospital.
Although this kid's purpose is not pure, after all, he has been serving him for so long, Yuntian heard that Lu Yiwei was also guarding the bedside when he was unconscious, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"Here, boy, this is for you." , Yuntian took out something from his pocket and stuffed it into Lu Yiwei's hand like a child.
Lu Yiwei looked down and saw that it was a model of a Tang knife, shorter than his palm, and the details were very exquisite: a golden swallow, a crocodile scabbard, and the handle of the knife was inlaid with amber, and a complete ant was sealed inside.
Lu Yiwei tried it with his fingers, and gasped in pain: "Why did you still open the blade?" ”
Turning the model slightly, two words were reflected on the blade: whisker.
Yuntian: "A boy, how can you do without a sharp weapon on your body, don't be too small, I'm afraid that if you do it too much, you won't even be able to get on the subway." ”
Lu Yiwei held the gadget and looked at it carefully: "Suddenly... Is this knife real? Where are you now? ”
"It's hard to put into words." , the sky was gloomy, "Don't ask." ”
Lu Yiwei slapped himself lightly: "It's me who is too talkative, brother, don't take it to heart." ”
Yun Tian glanced at him: "Don't let me go to my heart?" That's easy to do. ”
Lu Yiwei's bright little brain immediately opened up, so he had to agree repeatedly: "Okay, okay." I'm going to see him, okay? ”
"That's pretty much it." , Yun Tian put away his bitter and hateful expression, and walked out of the rehabilitation room in a wheelchair, "That's it for today, you kneel down." ”
When Lu Yiwei passed by the nurse's station, the little nurse greeted him warmly behind him: "Children, when will the family members of the nine beds come again?" ”
"Family?"
"Oh, she's not coming back." Green
Wang Xu took care of Yuntian every day when he was in a coma, and everyone else was moved, but after Yuntian woke up, he gave this credit to his students. Lu Yiwei thought that maybe his level was too low to understand such implicit love.
"Reeds."
Lu Yiwei raised his head suddenly-
Those who should come don't show up, but those who shouldn't come come.
When Lu Yiwei saw Lu Lingjia, she seemed to see a ghost: "How do you know I'm here?" ”
Lu Lingjia raised his left hand and held the wrist of his right hand, looking very cramped: "I... We are all friends. ”
Lu Yiwei turned around and looked at the ward, and glared at Lu Lingjia again: "You? He? ”
"Yes."
"Borrowed, I'm going home, don't follow me, or I'll call the police." , Lu Yiwei grabbed the road and fled.
"This is what she left behind!"
Lu Lingjia trembled and took out a box of CDs, he spoke Chinese unwell, and his tone was also very strange, these words seemed to be squeezed out of his lungs, and Lu Yiwei had a headache when he heard it.
Lu Yiwei snatched the disc with his hand: "I married another woman, and now I plan to deal with my mother's relics?" ”
"No... I think it's better to read it when you're older. Lu Lingjia does not have the slightest prestige as Lao Tzu, and he even feels weak when facing Lu Yiwei.
Even if he really didn't do anything wrong.
"You just keep deceiving people, anyway, I know your true colors."
Lu Lingjia stood there, like a stake, and would just keep saying, "I'm sorry." ”
"You're not sorry for me, you're sorry for my mother, you won't even come to her funeral, it's really ruthless." , Lu Yiwei gritted his teeth, "Until I die, my mother's marital status is unmarried, and after I die, I can only lie alone in the ground... Sanctimonious! Buddha's mouth and snake heart! ”
Because Lu Lingjia is often verbally abused, it has become instinct to remain silent, and he doesn't understand it anyway, so he just takes it calmly.
"Don't let me see you again." , Lu Yiwei stepped back violently, with a fierce look on his face, "Go back to country Y." ”
He left as proud as a victorious young lion, and the waning old lion king slipped into the stairwell, his white blood more pronounced, and he aged quickly, wrinkled into a map of life's trajectories.
THE RING WORN BY LU LINGJIA RESEMBLES A CURVED IRON NAIL FROM CARTIER'S JUSTEUNCLOU COLLECTION, JUSTEUNCLOU, WHICH MEANS, "JUST A NAIL".
The design was born in the 70s of the last century, and in terms of age, it is already older than Lu Lingjia, but the free soul will never age.
Lu Lingjia took off the ring, and a name was engraved on the inner ring:
She is also free.
Some people say that smelling in a dream is a precursor to schizophrenia.
Lu Yiwei wants to complain for himself, he is not yet an adult, why is he schizophrenic?
The flowers and plants on the terrace look very real, the fragrance of the flowers is also very real, the leaves are hung with early morning dewdrops, if the sun is a little better, the dewdrops will also refract the clear cold light, but unfortunately the sky is cloudy, the shadow of the sun is not there, a moisture slowly flows in the streets, moistening the streets and alleys, dogskin plaster-like small advertisements.
Lu Yiwei didn't recognize the foreign characters on it, he turned around and pulled the flowers, walked from the terrace to the interior, leaving a clear series of footprints.
The house is empty, and the four walls of the house are truly realized, and the surrounding colors are like color blocks on oil paintings, rich and bright, but they are blended together.