At one or two o'clock in the night, Xia Zhuo recalled that moment, and his heart was still beating fast.

She hugged him.

At that time Xia Zhuo was standing in the corridor, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, but he was clearly stunned.

Except for Zhao Suizi who would occasionally pounce on her when she saw her, at other times, no one had ever said such words to her, saying, give her a hug.

Xia Zhuo was stunned for two seconds, Lu Fenghe in front looked at her, pulled the corner of his mouth, then clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Forget it, just pretend you didn't hear, so I won't make things difficult for you."

It takes courage to say the shameless words just now.

He said, people don't want to.

He couldn't say it a second time.

He raised his chin towards the corridor, "Let's go, are you done with your homework?"

Xia Zhuo's mind was completely blank at the time, and it took more than ten seconds before he moved, and walked up slowly, "Oh."

At the stairs on the third floor, she approached and stood in front of him with her head down.

If nothing seemed to exist, she smelled the cold and high-end fragrance on his body again. He said before that it was incense from his family.

He should have gone home.

Lu Fenghe saw that she was not going to stop, maybe he was a little embarrassed by what he said just now, and wanted to brighten up the atmosphere, when he spoke it was different from just now, obviously joking, "What are you doing? You want to hug me."

She almost said that she wanted to pick me up.

Xia Zhuo's brain was hot, his heart was swaying, his hands passed through his waist, and he was caught off guard, hugging him full of arms.

The temperature on his coat was obviously cold, but she felt her heart beating and her face hot.

She was reckless and hugged him firmly, and could feel his body stiffen for a moment.

Xia Zhuo's nose was filled with the cold and clear scent of his body, and his mind was so chaotic that he couldn't notice his chaotic heartbeat and red ears.

The whole process took only a few seconds, standard etiquette for international friends, she pulled away, looked at him for a moment and then looked away in panic.

"Friends can also be hugged."

She finally dropped this sentence, her actions were not as generous as she said, and she ran faster than a rabbit.

Lu Fenghe was not at Tongzilou at night, but went home.

Both Song Wan and Lu Yuanjiang were still up, probably because they couldn't sleep.

When Lu Fenghe came in, his parents were sitting on the sofa, their faces were more gloomy than the other, there was not much distance between them, but they didn't speak.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and glanced this way, forced a smile on his face and said, "I'm back."

He nodded, "Yeah."

Tomorrow the attached high school is a test center, and the holiday will be early, and the weekend can be closed for four days.

Every time my parents went to see Lu Chuanxing in the cemetery, they always had this reaction when they came back, like a puppet who had lost their soul, and this state would last at least two days.

Lu Fenghe went to the kitchen to look through the refrigerator, and found that he kept all the drinks in it, and his parents wouldn't move, what he was like before he left, is what he is now.

He came out with a can of Sprite, closed the door, glanced at the food on the table casually from the corner of his eye, it was quite rich.

Four dishes and one soup, but they have not been touched.

There was also a wine glass and the remaining half bottle of wine on the table.

Lu Fenghe withdrew his gaze, took the Sprite back to the room, and when passing by the living room, Lu Yuanjiang suddenly called him, "Little Chuan."

Even though he was 10,000 unwilling to be called by his name, after all, he had heard it for so many years.

Now still look back when hear it, which has formed a conditioned reflex.

Lu Yuanjiang couldn't change it in a short period of time, and he changed his mouth every time after shouting, "Fenghe."

Lu Fenghe sighed lightly, both relieved and helpless, "Forget it if you can't change it, let's call it Little Chuan again."

Lu Yuanjiang opened his mouth slightly, as if speechless.

Lu Fenghe didn't wait any longer, lowered his head, and took the can of Sprite back to the room.

The house is clean, Song Wan sometimes comes in to clean it when he is not around, but she won't touch his things, knowing that he doesn't like to see the light, and won't touch the curtains he has drawn.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to see the light, like a nocturnal vampire changed his nature, and went to open the curtains, but unfortunately, it was night and it was dark outside, so he couldn't see anything.

For more than two years, he has been angry with his parents because of the "Wan Wan Leiqing" matter. At first, he was silent, but it was completely ignited when Lu Yuanjiang slapped him at the beginning of the year.

It feels like suddenly discovering that the parents who have loved him for so many years are not in love with him.

The unconditional love for him since he was a child is because he is the continuation of another person, because he has the shadow of Lu Chuanxing on him.

Everything in the movies and TV shows is correct.

Queen Chunyuan is a dead white-moonlight/muse, how can future generations compare to her.

Lu Fenghe sat on the chair, tilted his head slightly, opened Sprite with one hand and took a sip, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, aimlessly looking at the opposite building.

The lit windows look like birdcages in the new century.

It looks very unfree.

He stared at something distracted, and his mind was even a little far away, and he began to miss the big villa in Beijing before.

There is a quite large yard behind the house, where a lot of flowers are planted, and Song Wan specially found someone to install two swings beside him.

When he was a child, he only knew how to play and didn't pay attention, but now he suddenly realized that the white flowers in that yard were white roses.

He had never seen Lu Chuanxing, but he was everywhere.

"Fenghe, dad has come in."

Lu Yuanjiang knocked on the door outside, his thoughts were interrupted, and he said to the door, "Come in, Dad."

Lu Yuanjiang came in this time with a hesitant expression on his face, obviously he had something to say.

In the end, he sat awkwardly on the chair next to him, and said straight to the point, "It was my fault for hitting you last time."

Whose children haven't received a few beatings these days. Lu Yuanjiang also beat Lu Chuanxing before. He was disobedient when he was a child. In order to prevent their children from going astray, parents have to have one or two unpleasant education processes.

But for Lu Fenghe, the couple really couldn't bear to move.

Lu Fenghe knew this well. Others were afraid to go back to see their parents because of poor grades. At that time, he was still at the stage where he would be praised for eating half a bowl of rice.

It's really maddening to compare people to people.

The more this happened, the more he couldn't accept it after he learned that he was a "stand-in".

At this moment, Lu Yuanjiang also put down his face and apologized for the slap he had slapped before, "Dad shouldn't have hit you, and he shouldn't have said those words."

Lu Fenghe is no longer the boneless and lazy look just now, straightened up, sat upright, and looked away awkwardly, "No, I didn't speak well that day."

After all, they were all in a fit of anger, so they naturally spoke without restraint.

What Lu Yuanjiang said that day was true and heart-wrenching.

He said.

"If your brother wasn't gone, there wouldn't be you at all."

"When your brother was here, our family was poor and had nothing. Few of the clothes he used to wear were new, and they were all left over by your cousin. What you eat and use is cheap now, and you live a good life.It is more comfortable than everyone else, what is there to be dissatisfied with!"

"How dangerous your mother was when she gave birth to you, and how much the whole family paid for you to be born."

"Now you say that you have nothing to do with your brother, let me tell you, your brother is the first child of me and your mother, and he is also your brother after he dies. Your brother is much more sensible than you, and his grades are also good. Unlike youYou just mess around all day, you will never be as good as your brother!"

"You have to be half as sensible as your brother, and you can't say that today. I, Lu Yuanjiang, have only one son, and he is dead. Get lost!"

"..."

Even if recall it now, the weight of these words is still so heavy.

Since Lu Yuanjiang beat him that day, he left as soon as he said he would, and the matter was left alone after that.

But there are some things he still wants to ask.

Lu Fenghe raised his eyes and looked at Lu Yuanjiang with a calm expression.

"Dad, I want to ask something plain and simple. My brother's nickname is Little Chuan, but you have called me that since I was born." He paused for a moment, as if he was mentally preparing for the answer.From the beginning, you and mom regard me as my elder brother."

The way he speaks is always so straightforward that there is no room for retaliation.

Although he had already guessed the answer two years ago, he still did not give up and wanted to confirm it again.

I want to hear from Lu Yuanjiang himself.

Lu Yuanjiang clasped his hands together and put them on his lap, with a troubled expression on his face. After a long time, he nodded silently and said, "Yes."

The next morning, Xia Zhuo received a call early in the morning.

Xia Jianjun was playing mahjong, and the receiver yelled loudly, "Xia Zhuo, why don't you take the time to go to that Xinpeng Martial Arts Hall today? Isn't your cousin the front desk there? She said she brought you something from her hometown and told you to go over there."take."

Xia Zhuo half-dream and half-awake agreed, "Okay."

Then within two seconds, the phone hung up.

Xia Zhuo threw the phone away and went to sleep.

Woke up at ten o'clock in the morning, staring at the call record on the phone in a daze.

Seventeen seconds total.

What did Xia Jianjun say?

She woke up slowly while recalling the phone call, and it took a few minutes to remember that she was told to go to Xinpeng Martial Arts Hall to get something.

Xia Zhuo didn't rush to go, he took a leisurely shower, and unhurriedly picked up the garbage bag and went out.

She went out and walked to the stairs, and her mind suddenly cleared up.

It was in this position last night that she hugged him.

Xinpeng martial arts gym.

Lu Fenghe took a bottle of water and sat down beside him. His head and body were covered with sweat. He hadn't moved like this for a long time, and now he was tired and relaxed.

All the bones in body feel comfortable, and suddenly don't want the result of the things can't figure out.

Liu Bin took a clean white towel and handed it to him, and sat down with him covered in sweat, "I haven't been here for a long time, what's the matter, you beat me so hard today, are you in a bad mood?"

Liu Bin was the burly guy who didn't dare to touch him for fear of breaking him.

The height is claimed to be 190, but Lu Fenghe thinks it is more than that.

Liu Bin hasn't changed places for so many years, watching Lu Fenghe gradually develop from a 1.6 meter soybean sprout into an opponent who can compete with him.

Later, when Lu Fenghe got acquainted with him, he would also call him, "Brother Bin."

Lu Fenghe raised his head and took two sips of water, "Originally, but now I figured it out."

The answer he wanted to know, Lu Yuanjiang told him clearly last night, he suddenly felt relieved and didn't want to entangle himself anymore, it was better to pretend to be confused.

I was happier every day when didn't know about it.

Yesterday in the cemetery, he looked at the photo of Lu Chuanxing on the tombstone. He was just a seventeen-year-old boy. What was wrong with his brother? The world owed him.

Song Wan and Lu Yuanjiang were devastated by the loss of their children. There was nothing wrong with wanting another one as spiritual comfort. He was born with such a complicated setting, so he was naturally right.

No one is right, but everyone in the three parties is not doing well.

If this is true, no one can do it.

Why don't you just leave it like this, be confused, and resume your previous life.

Lu Fenghe put down the water bottle, and suddenly heard someone talking outside, "Hello, do you want to know about our courses?"

"No, I just want to ask, where did your front desk go?"

The girl's voice was so familiar that he unconsciously turned his head to look at it.

Although he couldn't see anything, he could hear that it was Xia Zhuo.

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