The rain in Dong Jiang continued for many days. It rained at around 4:00 every afternoon, then stopped for a while, continued at night, and stopped again at around 12:00.

Like it's timed.

In these days when we can’t see each other, Xia Zhuo and him can only keep chatting through the mobile phone. He seems to be always busy, and nine out of ten times he does not reply in time. He will also share with her some funny things he saw on the Internet.Even if go to eat or take care of Song Wan, will reply to her messages one by one when come back.

Her life seemed to be back to the way it was before, boring to pass the time, day after day.

This summer vacation after graduating from high school at the age of 18, waiting for scores, applying for volunteers, and then waiting for admission, and at the same time worrying about being transferred, I am worried every day.In retrospect, it was as fast as twice the speed.

Occasionally, when talk to people, only remember some special days during the period, and the rest of the time was spent in one heavy rain after another.

Since coming to Yan Ping, Song Wanfei has not recovered, and his own situation has become worse day by day.

She couldn't eat at first, saying that the food was poisonous, and that Lu Chuanxing hated her for coming back to kill her, but she didn't dare to eat it. Then she got up in the middle of the night and kowtowed to burn incense in the living room. The red cloth and rice were scattered all over the room and wavedThe smell of incense that doesn't go away, I still have plausible words in my mouth, I don't know what I'm saying.

I almost set the sofa on fire a few times.

Seeing the situation, Lu Yuanjiang asked to put away all the knives at home, although not yet, but just in case.

Things that were originally planned to be resolved quickly turned out to be in the foreseeable future.

Lu Fenghe served out the prepared meals in the kitchen, and every meal had to be fed spoon by spoon like coaxing a child.

He took a spoonful and brought it to her mouth, "Mom, it's time to eat."

Song Wan saw that he hadn't eaten, but she refused to eat, and looked at him like a child, "You take a bite and I take a bite."

Lu Fenghe agreed with a good temper, "Okay, I will take a bite, and you will take a bite."

He went to the kitchen and filled a bowl for himself, took a bite for himself, and then took Song Wan's share to feed her.

Song Wan ate half of the bowl without any resistance, and suddenly reached out and knocked it over without warning, with a sharp and piercing voice, "I don't want to eat, Lu Chuanxing, Lu Chuanxing, you want to kill me."

The hot soup in the bowl spilled on the back of his hand, he frowned, and it was hot red immediately.

Lu Fenghe wiped his hands with a piece of paper, and said calmly, "I'm going to wash my hands."

From his invisible perspective, Song Wan also frowned lightly, as if blaming herself.

Lu Fenghe cleaned up the soup and water spilled on the ground, got up and went to the bathroom, he turned on the faucet and listened to the sound of rushing water, raised his eyes, and saw himself in the mirror, a small piece of grayish blue under his eyes, haggard visible to the naked eye.

He hadn't slept a whole night since he came to Yan Ping. Lu Yuanjiang didn't know what he was busy with every day. He was probably handing over business.Follow Song Wan to prevent her from running out alone.

Don't dare to sleep too hard at night.

Wait for her to go out from time to time and finish burning the incense, and then coax people back to sleep.

After making sure she wouldn't get up for no reason, he dared to go to sleep for a while. Every day, this set of procedures lasted until four o'clock in the morning, and Song Wan woke up again at six o'clock in the morning. Whether he woke up or not, he had toThen get up and wait on the saddle.

I have never been so tired in the half year of the college entrance examination.

Lu Fenghe put his hands under the cold water and rinsed them, dried his hands, and when he got out of the bathroom, he was caught off guard by the sound of the door closing.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the living room, and Song Wan was gone.

She ran out alone.

Lu Fenghe followed out without paying too much attention, the elevator door was closed, he couldn't wait for the next trip, and went to run up the stairs, even though he was as fast as possible, he still missed and missed Song Wan.

He went out and walked around the community like a headless chicken, showing Song Wan's photo to the patrolling security guards in the community, and asked if he had seen it, and they all said no.

When he went out, there was a little drizzle. He called Lu Yuanjiang and said that Song Wan ran out and could not find anyone.

When the phone call ended, the rain seemed to think that he was not miserable enough. The raindrops became bigger instantly, and passers-by held up their umbrellas to speed up their pace. Just standing in the middle of the road for a while, he was drowned.

He didn't dare to stop, and continued to search for Song Wan in the rain.

About ten minutes later, Lu Yuanjiang called and told him that Song Wan had gone back, and told him to go back quickly. He agreed on the phone, but he didn't go back immediately.

Lu Fenghe felt a little tired, so he sat on the bench next to him and rested for a while. He looked up at the rain in the sky, and suddenly wanted to avoid getting sick. It would be better not to get sick, so that he could escape for a few days with peace of mind..

With this kind of selfish and morbid idea in mind, he deliberately drenched outside in the rain for almost an hour. When his body was soaked and his hands were cold, he felt that it was almost done, so he got up and went back slowly.

Lu Yuanjiang poured water and medicine for Song Wan in the living room, saw that his clothes were so wet that water could be wrung out when he came in, and frowned at him, "I don't take an umbrella when I go out, hurry up and change into clean clothes."

He just said "Yeah." and went back to the room.

Lu Fenghe changed his clothes, there was Lu Yuanjiang outside, he took a break from his busy schedule, and called Xia Zhuo, at this moment, he really wanted to hear her voice for no reason, really wanted to.

Xia Zhuo had just finished drying the clothes at home, when he saw it was him he answered the phone, and asked as usual, "Are you done with your work today?"

His voice was hoarse, "Well, I'm done."

Xia Zhuo heard that his voice was wrong, and he couldn't do anything through the phone, so he asked him, "What's wrong with you, are you tired?"

"A little tired." He hooked his lower lip, trying to cover it up, "I stayed up all night playing games."

Xia Zhuo scolded him, "It deserves it."

He also admitted, "Well, I deserve it."

In the past few days, the circle of friends has been posting the admissions. If Xia Zhuo didn't mention it, he would have forgotten it. She said that a batch of volunteers have been released one after another in the past few days. Let him find out and remember to announce the good news. He seems to be standing by the window.You can also hear the sound of raindrops hitting the glass over there.

He chuckled, "Guess what major I applied for."

"what?"

Lu Fenghe was very busy in the two days when he applied for volunteering, so he applied casually in the last few hours of the deadline for volunteering.

Not only did he apply for university Yu, but he also went down to Province Yu Jiaotong University and several other schools in Province Yu.

Lu Fenghe said, "Farming."

He recently accompanied Song Wan to watch a documentary about a college student returning to the village to start a business and develop the farming industry to lead the whole village to become rich. Watching this frequently in a short period of time made him a little obsessed with raising animals, such as raising chickens, fish, cattle, sheep and pigs.

It is not impossible to learn how to breed. He finds it very healing to see the way animals eat.

He joked before that he might be farming or raising chickens in the future.

Now that think about it, it's really possible.

Xia Zhuo talked a lot on the phone, teasing him as a rural entrepreneur, saying that the Tongzilou is really going to be demolished this time, and it feels really good to get rich overnight, and asked him if the things in the room were still there.If it's useful, she can help him take it out.

There was nothing useful in Lu Fenghe's house, and all the documents and documents were taken away before leaving, and the books and furniture that could not be taken away were left alone.

He listened carefully to her every sentence, and he was relieved knowing that she was doing well, so he paused and said, "Let me think about it and see if there is anything I want to take away."

Xia Zhuo lived at home during this period, and if she didn’t come back, Xia Jianjun would go to Tongzilou to look for her every day. Xia Zhuo felt that bickering every day was annoying, so he came back. Every night before going to bed, he would glance at the window on the twelfth floor across the street. He used to stay up all night.Dadan was on, and now it never came on again.

Facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, she whispered, "Will you come back before school starts?"

He didn't speak for a long time, and in the receiver, he seemed to sigh indistinctly.

Said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know."

Xia Zhuo more or less noticed that he was in a bad mood today, unhappy, but he didn't know what the root cause was, so he could only talk about something to make him happy, he heard her intentions, and smiled cooperatively for a couple of timesVoice.

This long, long phone call ended, and she didn't realize it until later. In Song Wan's state, how could he stay up late to play games.

What is he hiding.

That night, Song Wan got up at three o'clock in the morning and went to the living room to burn incense, muttering something, Lu Yuanjiang was watching beside him, he could only watch, but didn't know what to say.

Lu Yuanjiang and him stayed awake most of the night and looked at each other. After the incident, Lu Fenghe had to squat on the ground to pack up the beans used to "exorcise evil spirits".Lu Chuanxing, fearing that he would kill him, often loses control of his emotions while talking, crying and fussing, and now he still has blood marks on his neck that she accidentally grabbed.

He didn't say a bad word.

Lu Yuanjiang put away the censer in the living room and turned on the bright lights. He turned his head and saw the back of the boy bowing to pick up things under the crystal chandelier, and realized that this was not a long-term solution. If this continues, not only Song Wan will collapse alone, but also Lu FengheSoon.

Lu Yuanjiang went over and said, "I'll clean up, you go to bed."

"It's all right." Lu Fenghe put back the last handful of beans, and Song Wan had to spill them tomorrow.

Lu Yuanjiang wanted to say something, but hesitated to speak, and held back for a long time before opening his mouth, "Okay, go to bed quickly."

He nodded silently, "Yes."

I don't know if it's because had a long phone call with Xia Zhuo today, Lu Fenghe dreamed of her at night.

He dreamed that he was in a corridor that was so long that he couldn't finish it. The light was in the front window. He was cold and weak, and he couldn't finish it.

So, wanted to give up.

In the dream, a girl in a red dress appeared at this moment and suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Follow me".

He couldn't see her face clearly, but he was very relieved, and he was willing to follow her for no reason like this. The red skirt fluttered, and she pulled him to run without thinking, with light and graceful steps.

She took him out of the long corridor that he couldn't finish walking alone, to see the daylight outside that he had never seen before.

...

The dream was good, Lu Fenghe woke up in the morning and suddenly broke away from the beautiful dream, still a little bit in a trance and feeling weightless after falling from a height.

This discomfort is gradually reflected in reality, it is dizziness.

But it's not like yesterday's intentional rain, it's like a hypoglycemia that haven't had in a long time.

He stayed in bed, and after a while, Lu Yuanjiang came over and knocked on the bedroom door, "I'm going to the supermarket to buy something, I'll be back soon, you can take a look at your mother, and let her have breakfast by the way."

Lu Yuanjiang knew that he got up early during this time, so he called him now.

Lu Fenghe buried half of his face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Okay."

Song Wan had to be watched by others, and she couldn't relax for a moment. She didn't dare to leave until Lu Fenghe left and Lu Yuanjiang left.

For breakfast, Lu Yuanjiang had already served it on the dining table, but Lu Fenghe had no appetite, so he just brought a bowl over.

Feed her spoonful by spoonful.

Song Wan saw his expression was a bit strange, probably because he could see that his face was not good, but she didn't say anything.

Lu Fenghe went to wash the dishes and told her to take the medicine and not run around.

Song Wan picked up the water glass and said yes seriously.

When he came out after washing the dishes, he saw Song Wan throwing something under the sofa, and hurriedly sat down again, obviously trying to cover up something.

He bent over and took a look. It was medicine, and all the medicines she threw away were under the sofa.

I don't know how long Song Wan has been doing this in secret. Apart from getting dizzy when he got up early, he also has more weakness. There is nothing he can do about her, "Why don't you take medicine."

Song Wan turned her head away from him and didn't speak.

Lu Fenghe sat with his legs open, his wrists resting on his legs, and his body was slightly arched. After a few minutes of stalemate, he lowered his head and sighed lightly, then raised his eyes to look at her, helplessly, "It's better for me to take a bite, and you to take a bite, okay?"

Song Wan remained silent, he stretched out his hand to break two pills and put them in his mouth. Song Wan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to dare to take it, so he stopped him and said, "I'll take it."

"I take medicine." Song Wan said.

Lu Fenghe watched her take the medicine in the morning, and Song Wan even drank all the water from the cup.

Put the glass down after drinking, like a kindergartener wanting praise.

Lu Fenghe picked up her empty glass, stood up and said, "I'll pour water for you."

The drinking fountain was in the kitchen. As soon as he walked over, he heard Song Wan behind him, and without looking at her, he ran to open the door again.

"Mom, where are you going?"

Lu Fenghe couldn't just let her out like this, so he hurriedly put down his cup to follow, he felt dizzy as soon as he left the kitchen, his steps wobbled, he propped his hands against the wall, and barely stood still, his voice was obviously heavyPanting, dumb as hell, "Can you stop making trouble."

Song Wan heard that something was wrong with him, and looked back at him, eyes full of daze and worry.

He couldn't remember what happened after that, but he only remembered Song Wan walking towards him in panic, and he finally couldn't hold on, so he fell down in front of Song Wan.

In the phone call last night, Lu Fenghe's concealed state made people worry. The more Xia Zhuo thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She couldn't get out of him what he didn't want to say, so she booked a ticket early in the morning and went to Yan Ping.

She asked him personally, and he couldn't help but tell.

When chatting on the mobile phone before, Lu Fenghe sent her the location of a community, saying that it was built like a maze, and she always got lost the past few times. Xia Zhuo joked, oh, next time I go, you must be sure.You have to pick me up, otherwise it's his fault if you get lost.

I didn't expect it to be like this for the first time.

Xia Zhuo sent him a message just after booking the ticket in the morning, but he didn't reply, she thought maybe he was still asleep early in the morning, so she didn't care too much, then she packed up her things and went out, checked the ticket at the station, got on the bus, and even geezedWhen Ping got out of the station, he couldn't count how many times he looked at his phone when he got into the taxi, and he still didn't get any response to that morning message.

Xia Zhuo looked at the unfamiliar environment outside the car window, the tiny raindrops hit the car glass, the driver asked her, "Is there anyone to pick up the girl, it looks like it's going to rain."

Although he didn't reply to the message, she said firmly, "Someone answered."

The address reported by the car was to locate the community, but she didn't know exactly which building he lived in. If he still didn't reply to the message, she wouldn't be able to find him when she arrived.

At the traffic light, Xia Zhuo was waiting for his reply while looking outside aimlessly, and saw a woman on the side of the road making a fuss, turning into Yanping City Hospital, although there was only a not very clear side face, she recognized it.

She remembered that woman was Lu Fenghe's mother.

"Master, let's get off here." Xia Zhuo hurriedly paid the fare and hurried to the hospital.

After half a minute late, Xia Zhuo could no longer see her. He was only sure that she must have entered the hospital, but he didn't keep up. He could only search floor by floor of the hospital to see if he could meet her by chance.

If that is really Lu Fenghe's mother, at least she can ask more about where Lu Fenghe is.

The hospital was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, Lu Fenghe was woken up by someone, and the sounds of the quarrel were still familiar.

His thoughts yesterday were somewhat naive. With this scene, he would get up even if he was really sick.

Lu Fenghe got up and accidentally saw the infusion sticker on the back of his hand, and realized that he must have slept for a long time, and he didn't feel at all when this thing was lost.

Outside the ward, Song Wan had an argument with a certain young nurse, and Lu Yuanjiang intervened in the fight.

Lu Fenghe saw this situation when he opened the door, and slowly recalled everything that happened this morning in his mind, like dense rain, which made it hard to accept for a while.

He stood for a while, then went to grab Song Wan's arm and forcibly took her away from the dispute, "I have something to ask you."

As soon as Xia Zhuo got out of the elevator, he saw several people quarreling in the middle of the road, and a tall and thin figure pulled one of the women away.

She called his name aloud, but he didn't hear him because of the distance.

Lu Yuanjiang acted as a peacemaker behind to apologize to the nurse, and Lu Fenghe took Song Wan all the way to the fire escape. Song Wan didn't know whether she was angry after the fight or continued to pretend to be crazy in front of him, shouting at him hoarsely,"Let go of me, let go of me, let go quickly, what do you want to do."

The sharp female voice echoed in the corridor. In contrast, his voice was only faint, and he bent his lower lip in a neutral manner, "I want to die."

"Song Wan, I said I want to die, are you satisfied?"

His eyes were heavy, and he called her name directly, "You are not sick at all, you have been pretending all this time, right?"

Lu Fenghe only found out that she was strange today. He felt that something was wrong when Song Wan stopped him from taking the medicine. These days, Song Wan always regarded him as a ghost who wanted his life, and he didn't even remember his name was Lu Fenghe, but heThe worry seen in her eyes before the fall was real again.

The two contradict each other.

Who would sympathize with a dead ghost.

Song Wan fell silent. He wasn't quite sure at first, but seeing her reaction, he guessed it completely.

The young man looked at her with dark eyes, feeling contradictory and ridiculous, "You refuse to take the medicine because you are not sick, and you also know that the medicine has serious side effects, so you stop me. You are not stupid, right?"

"Is it because I am not worthy of my own life after I was born in Lu Chuanxing? Do you and I have to make a fuss over this matter before we can give up?"

Xia Zhuo stood outside the fire escape door, holding a wooden umbrella handle, sporadic rainwater sprayed a small piece on the ground along the umbrella tip.

Just listening, her eyes were a little red, and the hand hanging by her side grabbed the hem of the skirt.

The author has something to say:

Originally, the plot was arranged like this, T^T but I felt that classmate Lu was too miserable, so I omitted this part...

Then think about it, let's write it like this, so this chapter is overhauled.