"Why are you selling it, maybe it's still useful!" Xiao Meng sighed at the long row of textbooks that almost filled a shelf.

"Just leave it for you to send you to the elementary school to 'go back to the furnace and rebuild'." Lu Yao glanced at him, feeling that what he said was not too much at all, just the results of his primary school graduation exam were the ones who should sigh miserably, and he didn't know how much money his father had spent, and what kind of strong relationship he had to stuff him into the middle school where Lu Yao was about to study.

One is a gentleman who doesn't know how to learn, and the other is a "problem teenager" in a remote village, how can Lu Yao feel that he has a panicked feeling for this upcoming junior high school career?

"Da Yaoyao, you don't have any doubts about your brother's IQ, right?" Just as Xiao Meng was about to argue for his IQ, the "noise" in his pocket that seemed to be a metal collision suddenly sounded.

Lu Yao frowned, watching him take out his mobile phone to answer the phone, she felt that Meng Erliuzi was not only a worrying person, but also a person with a sense of taste.

Lu Yao was standing in the middle of the two rooms at this time, on the right hand was the sunny suite she used to have, with its own bay window and separate bathroom, and on the left hand was the new room with almost no sunlight to care for it, and it was difficult to even turn around, holding the last bit of bits and pieces that needed to be moved.

When Xiao Meng answered the phone, she stood inexplicably in the middle of the two rooms, and Lu Yao clearly saw that Xiao Meng's expression who was listening to the phone suddenly changed.

He seemed to grit his teeth, usually the most hippie smiling face and not a serious person, at this moment the lines of his face were in vain, and the shock, embarrassment and indescribable pain flashed in his eyes one after another, as if he had been scratched by something on an old scar.

"Big ...... Yao Yao ......" Xiao Meng rolled a developing part of his throat with difficulty, and looked at Lu Yao who was standing in the middle of the aisle with helpless and sad eyes.

Whether it was the south room or the north room, the light seemed to only shine on the door of his room, and he refused to take another step forward no matter what, so that Lu Yao, who was standing in the middle, seemed to be shrouded in a large shadow.

Xiao Meng really wanted to ask, why? Why, exactly!

But it's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and the water has washed away the ant nest, where are there so many......

A week later

"Haruka?"

The door behind him was pushed open, and a gentle footstep sounded behind him.

Lu Yao was curled up on a dreamy bed like a princess at this time, and the somewhat exaggerated lace curtain began to slope down from the top of the bed, isolating her whole person in this small world as if she had been left behind.

Fang Yuan sighed softly and dragged his already exhausted body towards the silent "world".

She sat on the edge of the bed, pulled back the curtain on one side, and a slender and emaciated hand rested lightly on Lu Yao's shoulder.

"Yaoyao, I know you can't accept it, grandma is as sad as you, you lost your mother, and I, what I lost is my only daughter......" Fang Yuan closed his eyes, paused, forced down the pain in his heart, and said in a calm tone, "But none of us can change this matter, we can only accept it happening, if you love her, you should continue to love the person she loves......"

"Someone she loves?" There was a muffled murmur from the curtain.

"Yes," Fang Yuan leaned closer to the distressed body lying on the bed, wrapped her arms around her small shoulders, and choked up, "She loves you, she loves your father, and she loves her grandmother and grandfather, so Yaoyao, please continue to love us with all her love, and from now on, carry the weight forward......"

Lu Yao was dressed neatly, and when she stepped down the stairs from the second floor with her grandmother down, she saw Lu Yun's back standing in the living room with her back to her, and her eyes, which she thought had already dried up, inexplicably swelled up with a burst of wetness.

It was only a few days, and Lu Yao found that his back was not as straight as before, and his broad shoulders seemed to sink a little, and she felt that she might be able to turn out a few strands of silver from his sideburns.

Seeing her appearance, the father and grandfather who were talking were silenced at the same time, and the grandfather lowered his eyes and kept rubbing his "military water cup" that had almost faded the enamel in his hand.

Lu Yun turned around and pursed the corners of his mouth in her direction, Lu Yao felt that he might want to smile at himself comfortingly, but he didn't have the extra strength to comfort others.

Seven days ago, Ms. Yin Fangjie died in a car accident, and Lu Yao learned the bad news from Xiao Meng's phone call.

After her mother's funeral, she was sent to her grandmother's house, where she hid in her room without stepping out of the door.

She didn't cry or make a fuss, she just ate and slept, woke up and ate, didn't talk and move much, was as quiet as a puppet who could only pant, and even her thinking was stagnant.

She has been lying in bed for the past few days, not dreaming when she is asleep, and her mind is still blank when she is awake.

But if Lu Yun didn't come to pick her up today, she knew that her state would end sooner or later.

Lu Yao felt that this was really an extremely cruel thing, because she was still alive, she could eat and sleep, she could walk and run, and she would consider that she would take care of others tomorrow, so whether it was long or short, the person she loved the most would eventually become a memory of herself, left in the most painful corner of her heart, ten or twenty years later, everything about that person would be covered with ashes and stains, and it would not make her as uncomfortable and painful as it is today.

Thirteen-year-old Lu Yao, after understanding the cruel and irreversible despair of "people can't be resurrected after death" in the person closest to him, seemed to be a branch that sprouted from the buds overnight, put away the "innocence" and "squeamishness" of the little girl who was ignorant of the world and hid under her mother's wing, stood in the wind, and moved forward.

Just like my grandmother said, take the thoughts and love for that person and move forward with a heavy load.

Lu Yun drove at high speed, unlike his usual driving style of seeking stability, Lu Yao was a little unaccustomed to it, and couldn't help but reach out and pull the handrail on the roof of the car.

But she endured it silently, and she didn't know what to comfort in the presence of a husband who had lost his wife to make him less miserable, perhaps just her desire to comfort him would bring him back into that whirlpool of pain.

Just like herself, although she can come out of the pain, she doesn't want anyone to look at her with sympathy and compassion, feeling pitiful and innocent, and feeling that she is really miserable without her mother.

She didn't need anyone to magnify her pain hundreds of times over!

Whether it hurts or not, how much it hurts, and how long it hurts, only she can experience it, and she doesn't need anyone's "reminder"!

That's why she hid in the bed curtain, hiding in a world where she was alone, slowly licking her wounds little by little.

Lu Yun is the same as her, after losing the person she loves the most, she strictly guards herself in a lonely and cold world, guarding her endless thoughts about that person and her own sad soul that will never be liberated.

The three-bedroom apartment that Lu Yao's family later bought, located in the golden real estate in the prosperous area of S City, standing on the balcony or the bay window of the two rooms in the south, you can have an unobstructed view of the "Mother River" that S City is divided into two areas, east and west, and the height of the sixteenth floor can also take in the majestic buildings under construction on the opposite bank.

At night, you can see the street lights on the riverside avenue, such as the dragon soaring and winding for several kilometers, and the colorful lights and advertising lights on the cruise ships staggered on the river in the distance reflect each other. If you wait a few more years, when several buildings under construction on the other side of the river are completed, and all kinds of dazzling and gorgeous cityscape lights are installed, it will really be a beautiful night view of the city.

Such a view is too artificially carved to conform to the romantic feelings of Ms. Yin Fangjie's little bourgeois, but she actually followed Lu Yun's advice and gave up a villa with its own garden in the suburbs, shattering her dream of taking care of a garden by herself, and willing to live in an urban apartment.

Such a three-bedroom apartment is actually enough for their family of three, but Lu Yun's study has become Lu Yao's piano room, and he can only put a small desk in his room.

Lu Yao's character, half of which follows his mother, flows with utopian literature and romance in his bones, while the other half follows his father, often showing a cruel reality and meanness.

Lu Yao not only misses the elegance and comfort of living in his grandmother's house in the city, which has been famous for some years, but also likes the modernity and freedom of the three-bedroom apartment in S City.

Lu Yao walked in front, Lu Yun followed behind with her luggage, and the two walked out of the elevator without saying a word.

This is a high-rise residential building with two stairs and two households, Lu Yao's house is the one on the east side, after taking the elevator from the west, you need to go through the aisle of the elevator hall when you get out of the elevator door.

As soon as Lu Yun lifted his foot and stepped out of the elevator, he almost bumped into Lu Yao, who suddenly stopped.

Lu Yun saw that her daughter turned her head to look at herself, her eyes were full of surprise and disbelief, but before she could explain to her, she almost flew to the door of the house, but the knock on the door was unusually soft, as if she was afraid of scaring away someone in the house.

"Yaoyao...... It's not ......" Lu Yun muttered and wanted to say something, but Lu Yao's slender back stinged his eyes, how could he bear to hurt her!

"Yes, is it her...... Is she back......"

Lu Yao had the key to the house, which was in her coat pocket, but she stubbornly knocked on the door over and over again, and the faint light leaking from the crack in the door blurred her vision, making her force herself to hide the thoughts, and at this moment the stubborn knocking suddenly intensified, drowning her in one go!

"Please open the door...... Please......" Lu Yao went from whimpering to crying, tears soaked the thin face, she seemed to pin all her unwillingness and obsession on behind this closed door, and the suppressed pain and boundless exhaustion came one after another at this moment.