Originally, Yan Qiu hadn't come back these days, and Lu Ruan was a little bit worried, but seeing his attitude towards him, the worries that had just gathered disappeared in an instant.

Coupled with the fact that his gaze swept to the dry, dark red blood on the carpet, Lu Ruan couldn't help but recall Fu Shuangchi's pale face when he was rushed to the hospital that night.

Soon, that concern turned into anger.

"Aren't you going to apologize to Shuang Chi?" Lu Ruan asked, looking directly at him.

Yan Qiu heard the words, and finally there was a wave of turmoil in his originally calm eyes, "Apologize?"

"Yes." As soon as Lu Ruan finished speaking, she seemed to feel that she was too harsh, so she tried to soften her tone.

"Do you know what happened that day?" Yan Qiu said, holding the walnut branch in his arms little by little.

"I know, but..."

"He dropped my most important piece."

"Mom knows." Lu Ruan took his words, "We already understood what happened that day, it was his fault that he dropped your things first, but no matter what, you shouldn't hurt someone with a knife, Xiao Chi has blood clotsObstacles, from childhood to adulthood, you can’t bear any injuries. Mom knows that you are also impulsive, but because of your impulsiveness, he has been lying in the hospital for a long time, and you have seen it just now. Now he is afraid when he sees you. YouIt left a deep shadow on him."

"He dropped 'hometown', he dropped me..."

"I know." Lu Ruan interrupted him impatiently, really didn't understand why it was so late, and Yan Qiu couldn't tell what was the priority.

"No matter how important that thing is, it's just a pile of wood, but Shuang Chi is a human being, Xiao Qiu, don't you understand that these two things are different in nature?"

"Wood." Yan Qiu repeated her words in a murmur.

"Isn't it?" Lu Ruan couldn't help sighing when he saw his dazed expression, "We know that we are sorry for you about the incident at the snow field, Shen Ze chose to save Shuang Chi, this matter has always made you feel uneasy,But we are already working hard to make up for it. When you lose your temper and run away from home, the whole family is looking for you. If you want to hold an exhibition, we will do it for you. Isn’t that enough? Does Shuangchi have to pay you with his life to be satisfied?"

Yan Qiu seemed to be stabbed by her words, he couldn't help pressing the walnut branch in his arms tightly, forgot to hold back his hand for a while, and only heard a "click", something broke.

Suddenly something flashed through my mind.

Yan Qiu tried hard to see clearly, only to realize that it was Fu Shuangchi's figure, who was smiling at him while clutching his abdominal wound.

"Why are you laughing?" Yan Qiu asked that day.

At that time, he didn't understand yet, but everything today was Fu Shuangchi's response.

What a bad trick, but that's what they do.

In their eyes, their painstaking efforts, their love, and their past are all just a pile of "wood" that cannot be put on the table.

The previous thing was that they couldn't help themselves, but so what?They have already made up for it, and if they press harder and harder, they will be ignorant of good and evil.

What kind of a guy is he, Yan Qiu, who dared to hurt their most precious youngest son for a pile of "wood".

Fu Shuangchi used the same trick twice, they may not fail to see it.

But so what if he knew he did it on purpose?

They don't care about the truth at all.

All they cared about was that after this incident, they would no longer have to be humble to themselves, nor would they have to condemn their consciences for leaving him in the fire.

Now it is Yan Qiu who is sorry for them.

"So?" Yan Qiu asked.

Seeing his change of attitude, Lu Ruan softened her tone, "Apologize to Shuang Chi."

Yan Qiu smiled when he heard the words, "That's all?"

Lu Ruan knew that what happened next, Yan Qiu actually knew it in his heart, it was all on the bright side.

But it's not easy for her to say it, "You saw it just now, Xiao Chi will be scared when he sees you, so..."

"You want me to move out?" Yan Qiu took her words.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Lu Ruan's face, but she soon convinced herself.

This is not all caused by Yan Qiu.

Originally, everyone could live in peace and harmony, but he wanted to disturb everyone's turmoil.

But in the end, I still felt sorry, so I made up for it: "It's only temporary, there is another house under my mother's name, and you will come back after a while when Xiao Chi gets better."

"No." Yan Qiu shook his head, "I have a place to live."

"Mrs. Fu, thank you for your concern."

After Yan Qiu finished speaking, he passed her and walked outside.

Lu Ruan was stunned by this address, and it took him a long time to recover and wanted to stop him, but Yan Qiu had already left when she chased him out.

Yan Qiu left the Fu's villa with his belongings in his arms.

When he went out, he found that it was snowing outside at some point, the heavy snow reflected the joyful look of the villa's decorations, and from time to time, laughter came out through the window and into his ears.

Yan Qiu stood at the door for a moment and was about to leave, but before he could move, he was suddenly stopped. Yan Qiu turned his head, and then saw the butler walking out holding an umbrella.

"Master Qiu." The housekeeper stopped him.

"Uncle Zhou."

"It's snowing outside." The housekeeper said as he walked up to him and handed him the umbrella in his hand.

Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment, reached out to take it, and then thanked him sincerely.

"You're welcome." The housekeeper looked at him with kindness in his eyes, probably knowing that he would not come back again, so he warned him a little more than usual.

"You still have to wear thicker clothes in winter, it's too thin."

Yan Qiu listened carefully, but did not explain why he was wearing thin clothes because if the clothes were too thick, they would be heavy, and he could no longer support the weight of the clothes.

Some things are no longer humane.

The butler didn't say any more, just handed him the umbrella, "Master Qiu, the road is slippery late at night, take care."

"You too, Uncle Zhou, take care of yourself."

After Yan Qiu finished speaking, he took the umbrella and walked outside.

Tonight, New Year's Eve, everyone went home early and squatted in front of the TV, waiting for the Spring Festival Gala at 8 o'clock and the family's happy New Year's Eve dinner.

There were very few people on the street, only the sound of firecrackers being lit somewhere.

The sound of firecrackers reflected the heavy snow all over the sky and illuminated the lights of thousands of houses along the street.

In the buildings not far away, brightly colored blessing characters are pasted on every window. Behind the blessing characters are the reflections of a family toasting and celebrating happily.

Yan Qiu stopped and looked at it for a while, then stepped on the thin snow and continued to walk forward.

It's getting late, he should go home too.

There were too few taxis on the road on New Year's Eve, so Yan Qiu didn't get one.

Although the Fu family's villa is not too close to where he lives now, there was no one waiting for him at home, so Yan Qiu was not in a hurry, so he walked back slowly.

The snow fell harder and harder, and when he walked to the new rented place, the snow on the ground had already accumulated a finger deep.

As soon as Yan Qiu walked into the alley on the snow, he heard a few firecrackers.

It turned out that some children were playing with firecrackers outside, and one of them almost fell to his feet.

Seeing that those children almost hurt someone, you rushed away in an instant, leaving only a few shouts of "Run!"

Yan Qiu smiled, but didn't care. He was about to move on when he heard a low meow. For a moment, he thought it was Diu Diu who had come back.

So he stopped immediately and looked around.

Soon, he saw a skinny tabby cat in the corner.

I don't know if it was too cold or hungry, but the cat saw that he didn't run away, but curled up under the corner of the wall, looking at him quietly with round eyes, and even barked friendlyly at him.

Yan Qiu stood there watching it for a long time, then walked forward hesitantly, and put the umbrella in his hand on top of its head.

Yan Qiu understands that the current self can't do much, but with the shelter of an umbrella, at least it can save it from the wind and rain.

If someone encounters Diudiu, hope it will also get some kindness and care.

After putting away the umbrella, Yan Qiu went nearby to buy some food and put it in front of it. After watching it eat a little bit, he stood up and prepared to go home.

However, before taking a few steps, Yan Qiu turned around and found that the cat was following him.

Seeing Yan Qiu stop, it also stopped. It didn't come any closer, but just stood there and looked at him quietly.

One person and one cat just looked at each other through the wind and snow, and finally Yan Qiu couldn't resist looking away, waved at it, and signaled it to go back.

But the cat didn't move, just silently got up and followed him when he moved.

Seeing this, Yan Qiu had no choice but to turn around and walk over, squatting down beside the cat.

He subconsciously raised his hand, but finally stopped when he was less than an inch away from the cat.

He was afraid that if he touched it, he would not be able to resist taking it home.

"Go back." Yan Qiu said to it, "I'm dying, I can't take care of you."

"You go back with me now, in case I'm gone in a few days, you'll still be sad."

"Don't follow me while your relationship is not deep yet."

The cat didn't know whether it understood or not, but it really called out to him, then turned around and walked back three steps at a time.

Yan Qiu stood there watching it return to the black umbrella, then turned around and walked back again.

Yan Qiu pushed open the courtyard door and turned on the light.

The lights in the courtyard were white and miserable, reflecting the snow all over the sky, as if frozen with layers of impermanent ice.

Yan Qiu wrapped up his clothes and came under the walnut tree, and a row of wood carvings were placed under the tree.

These are all works from previous exhibitions. After the exhibition ended, they were all sent back by the staff.

Yan Qiu didn't put them away either, but just took them all out of the box and placed them under the tree.

Although there are branches covering the top of the head, the wood carvings are still covered with snowflakes.

Yan Qiu put down the walnut branch and carving knife in his hand, then picked up the shovel at the side and started digging by the tree little by little.

The ground in winter is cold and hard, so it took Yan Qiu a long time to dig a hole that wasn't too deep.

His fingers were almost frozen, but Yan Qiu didn't care, he just put all his wood carvings and the set of carving knives that his aunt gave him into it.

Then, pick up the same cold soil with your hands and bury it little by little.

The place where the wood carvings and carving knives were buried was significantly higher than the surrounding ground, like a small grave, where all his past was buried.

Then, Yan Qiu inserted the withered walnut branch on the small soil bag.

Yan Qiu thought, now all his precious things are here, and they won't fall into other people's hands.

But apart from him, no one seems to care about these things.

That was better, they would eventually rot in the soil with him.

At that time, he can still be his companion in the darkness that never sees the sun.

We are not alone.

After dealing with his own things, Yan Qiu was extremely tired.

He stood up staggeringly, exhaling pure white breath out of his mouth.

The neighbors on the left and right were all having family reunions, and there was cheerful music, which seemed to be the prelude to the opening of the Spring Festival Gala.

The thin and dense firecrackers sounded from far to near, and brilliant fireworks rushed into the sky.

Great, Yan Qiu thought, this is the sound of the New Year.

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