"No, nothing."

He, he felt it?

Xia Zhuo was nervous for a moment, and forgot to let go of his arms.

Fortunately, he didn't ask again, otherwise she really didn't know how to answer.

When he got off the car at Tongzilou, Lu Fenghe casually pinched his shoulders. He was promising, but not much. After being rubbed by her like a cat's tail, the back half of his shoulder was stiff, and his arms were sore on the road.

He took out her bottle of soda from the front of the car and handed it to her, "What do you want this bottle for?"

"Arranging flowers, I think this kind of glass bottle is more beautiful than the specially sold vases." Xia Zhuo was serious.

"I'll give you a bottle when I plug it in."

She always likes to talk about waiting for me, and always thinks about the future.

The beauty of this word is "square length", and what is always ignored by people is the future.

When Lu Fenghe returned home, Lu Yuanjiang was not there, and Song Wan didn't speak, so the atmosphere in the house became lifeless.

Lu Fenghe glanced at Ms. Song, the episode of Zhen Huan's Biography and Blood Test was playing on the TV in the living room, but Song Wan was obviously not watching, her eyes were empty and numb, her hands were on her lap, and she was distracted.

He wanted to say something, but he hesitated, turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a can of Sprite, and when he came out to see her still sitting so quietly, he finally couldn't bear it, and felt that it was necessary to talk about it.

"Mom, why don't you talk to me?"

Lu Fenghe used to sit next to Song Wan, but it wasn't very close, there might be one person sitting in the middle.

Thinking about it carefully, he hadn't sat and talked to Song Wan in such a calm manner for half a year.

Even for the few times, they broke up unhappy before the beginning.

Song Wan tilted her head to look at him, smiled, but remained silent.

Lu Fenghe avoided Song Wan's eyes uncomfortably, lowered his eyes slightly, and said silently, "Are you blaming me?"

He didn't expect that Lu Yuanjiang would do anything, let alone that he would be injured. After coming out of the hospital, he couldn't see how his back and shoulders were hurt, but seeing the doctor in the clinic and the emergency departmentThe doctor's reaction is probably quite miserable, not very good-looking.

No matter whether Song Wan and Lu Yuanjiang regarded him as Lu Chuanxing or whoever they were, after all, they had loved him sincerely for more than ten years. That night, when they recklessly broke into the consulting room and saw him, the impact on the two of them was probably not small, so that they immediately let go, Said that if he didn't want to move, he wouldn't move.

Even if Song Wan wanted him to go, she couldn't say anything more.

Lu Fenghe Sprite opened it but didn't take a sip, and held it loosely in his hand, "Mom, I don't feel pain, but it's scary to look behind. After taking the medicine these two days, it doesn't hurt anymore."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Really, it really doesn't hurt."

On the TV, the emperor's face was somber, and his eyes swept across the many concubines who dared not breathe.

Song Wan looked at him, with the same expression and tone as usual, she was smiling, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "Mom didn't blame you."

Song Wan said, "It's okay, I'll be fine in two days."

He had never seen Song Wan like this, worried and scared.

But Song Wan obviously wouldn't say anything to him, or she didn't know what was wrong with her.

Lu Fenghe raised his head and took a sip of Sprite, sat with Song Wan for a while, and even absent-mindedly watched the entire blood test, Song Wan was also watching TV, not sure if he was watching him, and finally sighed softly, got up and said, "Mom, call me for dinner, I'll go to bed for a while."

Song Wan didn't say yes or no, but just looked at him.

Lu Fenghe left on his own. After taking two steps, Song Wan looked at his back and suddenly said, "You and your brother are really the opposite. Your brother is very afraid of pain, but you are not afraid."

When Lu Fenghe turned his head, Song Wan smiled again, "Your father will be back after a while. I'll ask him to bring you whatever you like to eat."

"It's all done." Lu Fenghe said casually, his eyes met Song Wan's eyes, he paused for a moment, and then said, "Mom, I want to eat the fish you cooked, and I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Song Wan nodded, "Okay."

Lu Fenghe said that he went back to his room to sleep, but he didn't fall asleep after lying on the bed for more than an hour. When he was really trying to sleep, he always thought of some messy things in his mind, which was very nonsensical and had everything.

There is the soft touch on the back of the neck when riding a battery car today, Ms. Song's numb eyes, and even Zhen Huan kneeling on the ground looking for someone to confront on TV...

It's messy, everything is messy.

Finally, when he heard Lu Yuanjiang calling him to eat, he slowly got out of bed and went to the dining table.

The fish dish on the table was Song Wan's specialty. Chen Chaoyang came to eat it once in junior high school, and he was full of praise after eating it. He said that Song Wan must ask Song Wan to cook fish in the future.

You can't taste this taste even if you spend money in restaurants outside.

In the next two years, the relationship was relatively stiff, he usually didn't eat at home, even if Song Wan came back on weekends to cook, he would still eat snacks.

I saw this fish again today, and still feel a little bit of time has passed.

Lu Yuanjiang came out with rice, "Try it, your mother is good at fish."

"That's what I liked back then, so I was caught by your mother." Lu Yuanjiang probably also felt that it was ugly for Song Wan not to speak, and he had nothing to say to cheer up the atmosphere, "I will teach you in the future, and learn how to do it for my future wife."

Lu Fenghe responded twice cooperatively, and picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks.

The fish meat is very salty.

The kind of salt that can hardly be swallowed.

He was slightly stunned for a moment and then looked up. The opposite Song Wan was holding the bowl and chopsticks, and he also ate fish with chopsticks. He watched Song Wan eat it without changing his face, and then ate a few more pieces, as if he didn't feel salty at all.

Lu Yuanjiang was eating other dishes just now, and now he went to eat fish, "How about it, your mother's fish is still..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Lu Yuanjiang's expression was the same as his just now.

If it wasn't for Song Wan eating so calmly, it would make people feel that this is a deliberate prank.

Lu Yuanjiang took a few mouthfuls of rice and asked casually, "Song Wan, is the fish a bit salty today?"

Song Wan glanced at him, and took another chopstick to eat, "I added some more seasonings because I didn't taste the taste, is it salty, I thought you would say bland."

Lu Yuanjiang's eyes met him for a moment, and then he smoothed things over, "It's not too salty, just a little bit."

Of the three people at the table, only Song Wan ate the plate of fish. After eating, Lu Yuanjiang ordered the table and told him, "Come with me."

Lu Yuanjiang asked him a word that day.

"Do you think your mother has been a little strange these two days?"

Lu Fenghe leaned against the table and looked up at him, "I can't tell, she suddenly stopped talking to me."

He used to find it annoying when Song Wan spoke, but now he suddenly didn't say a word, and he was quite uncomfortable.

He wasn't the only one who felt something was wrong with Song Wan.

The next afternoon, Xia Zhuo sorted out the old high school questions at home and sold them for scrap. She was not willing to throw away those notes, so she could leave them for her relatives' younger siblings.

In the corner is a neat row of glass bottles she collected in the past few months, including wine bottles, soda bottles and yogurt bottles, all washed clean and filled with half a bottle of water, crystal clear in the sun.

She moved the old books down one by one, and sold them for a total of twenty or thirty yuan. With this money, she went to the flower shop next to the attached middle school to buy some flowers, put them in glass bottles one by one when she returned home, and then took pictures as souvenirs.

It is a commemoration of her spending the last six months of her third year in Tongzilou.

After Xia Zhuo finished posting in Moments, he replied to other people's comments and sent a separate one to Lu, asking him what he was doing by the way.

The news record stays in the morning when Lu Fenghe said that he will accompany Song Wan for an inspection, but there is no news until now.

Is the test result bad?

It's really worrying.

Just as she was about to ask another question, there was a knock on the door at the other end.

Xia Zhuo went to open the door, and it was the afterglow of the evening outside, and the classmate Lu who she was worried about just now was standing at the door.

He is tall and thin, wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, surrounded by a large group of light and shadow, and the youthful eyebrows and jaw are becoming more and more clear.

Seeing his gloomy eyes, she wanted to ask him if the result of the examination was not good, "What's wrong with you?"

Before she finished speaking, she felt a tightness around her waist, and was pulled in front of her involuntarily, "Shh, don't talk."

Xia Zhuo suddenly felt the body temperature of his body, and the sound of his shallow breathing floated in his ears, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then returned to normal, intensifying.

Lu Fenghe just hugged her and didn't do anything excessive, he just felt powerless.

Song Wan's loss of taste is due to a psychological barrier. In the final analysis, it is about Lu Chuanxing's heart knot. The psychiatrist said that if it is not a big deal during this period, it is best to follow her first. The older you are, the more you can't bear it, so as not to make the situation worse.

Knowing this result, Lu Yuanjiang talked to him a lot. The two stood at the window of the corridor, surrounded by lush green plants and bright light. He could clearly see bloodshot eyes in Lu Yuanjiang's old eyes after staying up late.

"Fenghe, I thought a lot about it last night, thinking about why it happened like this, after much deliberation, we both failed as parents, first we were sorry for your brother, and then we didn't respect your opinion.

Your brother is suffering too much. The neighbors say what a wonderful child, which makes people feel distressed. We just owe your brother too much and want to make up for it. You and your brother are so similar. Your mother and I are confused. SometimesJust get confused and forget that you are you and he is him."

"When your mother was pregnant with your body, the doctor said it was best not to give birth, but she didn't listen. Sometimes when you think about it, you have often been sick since you were a child, and you couldn't do well in school. Who can you blame?How can you be fair?"

"Your mother will be 59 in a few months, and I'm also 60 years old. To put it bluntly, we don't have a few years left."

"Or just follow your mother and move there first. I promise you. After a while, your mother will be in good condition. You can go wherever you want and live how you want. Dad will do what he says.I will never interfere with you again, you are free."

Lu Fenghe was leaning against the window, standing lazily, grabbed a leaf and rubbed it one by one, after listening to Lu Yuanjiang's words, the leaf had been rubbed brightly by him, he glanced at the sun outside, the dazzling lightIt is dizzy.

That year when Xia Zhuo took him to escape from the capital hospital, the first time he saw the sun, he also felt dizzy for no reason.

He turned his eyes away, didn't look any further, and was silent for a while, then he heard himself say, "Okay, you guys have the final say."