landing

Song Jue originally thought that he should do something.

From the moment he learned of Lu Fuling's existence, although he was deliberately avoiding it, he subconsciously knew that many times, many things were unavoidable.

So he started to plan, whether it is to frame the blame, or pretend to be pitiful to deceive sympathy, this is what he is good at, and he should play a role.

But when he saw Lu Fuling for the first time, the young man's gentle, elegant and capable appearance seemed to set off a wake-up call in his heart.

In an instant, he suddenly understood something, but the momentary throbbing was quickly washed away by the cold reality.

The illusion of self-deception was shattered, and the bitterness and panic in his heart made him unable to think about other things, even if he vaguely felt that it was very important.

When he saw the completely different attitudes of the people around him, when he saw Lu Fuling staying in Lu Xian's study for a long time, when he saw Lu Xian's unfailing care for Lu Fuling, even though his reason reminded him of this book. It is taken for granted, but the emotion is still unacceptable.

So the seeds in my heart began to move around, as if they were about to break out of the ground.

But not yet.

During the long wait and lurking, he looked for the opponent's weakness, but unknowingly found that he was wrong.

Lu Fuling is gentle and calm, confident but humble. All of this is not due to Lu Xian's care and preferential treatment for him, but because of his own self-cultivation and confidence.

He was originally an excellent heir trained by elite education since he was a child, and he didn't need to rely on others to maintain his dignity and survive.

The boy suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were ridiculous.

Even if it's a temporary advantage, Lu Fuling doesn't care about it at all, and neither does Lu Xian.

He doesn't get into the details of right and wrong, maybe because Song Jue seems to have been wronged, he feels pity, and he leaks a little bit of care from his fingers.

But these things that he once dreamed of and cherished so much are just castles in the air, illusions in the air, illusory, and will dissipate in a moment.

Like a lovable pet, waiting for the owner to spare, occasionally giving a little kindness.

He shouldn't be like this.

***

In the middle of the night in June, the cicadas sing endlessly.

The lights were on in the study, and Lu Xian was still dealing with official business.

He was wearing a black shirt, frowning slightly, and tapped the paper with his slender fingers, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he made a mark on the side with a pen and closed the folder.

When I turned on the computer, there was a sudden knock on the door.

He didn't look up, his fingers were still pressing on the mouse, and he said calmly, "Enter."

The footsteps were very light, followed by the slight sound of the bottom of the cup colliding with the table.

He didn't pay attention, and quickly sent an email, and saw a steaming cup of boiled water pushed to his hand.

Looking at the transparent warm water in the cup, Lu Xian suddenly remembered that he had been admitted to the hospital a month ago because of appendicitis, and the coffee and tea had been hidden by the housekeeper and Song Jue after that.

He thought it was funny, but it was rare to see the two of them in such harmony, so he acquiesced in replacing the coffee every night with bland boiled water.

He drank a few sips of warm water to moisten his throat, and then put down his teacup.

In the past, Song Jue usually left after delivering the tea, but today he was still standing aside. Lu Xian looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Song Jue met his gaze and opened her mouth nervously, but before she could say a word, the phone on the table vibrated.

Lu Xian made a silent gesture to him, and connected the phone.

"Uncle, I have been admitted to Jinghua University!"

The voice from the phone was a bit distorted, but it was hard to hide his joy. It was rare for Lu Xian to see him so happy, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Congratulations."

"As soon as I got the score, Jinghua's admissions teacher contacted me, saying that my ranking is extremely high, and I can choose a major at will."

"There are also Peking University, Jiang University, and Nantah University. The admissions teachers all called me, but I still like Jinghua the most."

"I remember my uncle also graduated from Jinghua, and we will be alumni from now on..."

……

Lu Fuling talked for a long time with rare words, Lu Xian listened patiently, said a few words at the right time, and finally gave some encouragement before hanging up the phone.

Song Jue was close, and vaguely heard a few words floating on the phone, and heard a few words from Lu Xian. He asked, "Did the results of the college entrance examination in Fuling come out?"

It was only then that Lu Xian remembered that Song Jue was still by his side. He nodded gently with a slightly happy tone, "He is very happy that he has been admitted to Jinghua."

As if thinking of something, he sat up slightly, "You're going to take the high school entrance exam soon, how are you preparing?"

Song Jue said, "Very good."

He seemed to want to explain a few words, but Lu Xian didn't notice, he just said, "Normal, don't be nervous."

The corners of Song Jue's mouth drooped a little. He clenched his fist and then slowly released it, "Uncle Lu, I have something to tell you."

Lu Xian raised his lowered head again, crossed his fingers in front of his lower abdomen, and leaned against the back of the chair, "What?"

Song Jue looked calmly, "I want to go abroad."

Lu Xian raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, but he was not in a hurry to deny it.

He asked lightly, "Why?"

"I have almost learned the knowledge in high school by myself, and I have passed the professional exam in English. I don't want to waste time step by step in China."

He paused, and his tone was full of confidence, "I want to get in touch with the foreign environment earlier and get admitted to a top foreign university."

Lu Xian did not expect Song Jue to have such an idea.

He thought it was just a sudden idea of ​​a young boy, or he wanted to go abroad for gilding, but he didn't know that Song Jue had already thought about it thoroughly and put it into action.

Lu Xian looked at the young man who seemed to have become quieter in the past few months, and suddenly felt a little strange.

The boy in my memory is docile and well-behaved, but like an abandoned cub, he is sensitive and afraid of the wind and grass around him, wishing to huddle into a ball if there is a slight movement.

But now it seems to be different.

That delicate face was full of fighting spirit, and even those eyes were full of dazzling light. Lu Xian was a little relieved, but also a little emotional. He asked, "Have you decided?"

Song Jue nodded vigorously, "Yes."

Lu Xian smiled slightly, "Okay, I will arrange for you to go abroad."

Although Song Jue was full of confidence and believed that he could persuade Lu Xian, his heart was still sweating.At this time, he got the answer, and the corners of his mouth almost went behind his ears.

He asked casually, "Then can I be Uncle Lu's assistant when I come back?"

Lu Xian couldn't keep up with his thoughts for a moment, he paused, not quite understanding what was related, "My assistant?"

Song Jue nodded hastily.

A smile flashed across Lu Xian's eyes. After thinking about it, he decided to give the young man a sweet date, "I promise you a request to be admitted to the top three universities in the world."

The author says:

Before I knew it, I wrote twenty chapters about my childhood. I originally planned to let Song Jue grow up in just a few chapters. I didn’t expect it to take so long. But don’t worry, the children will grow up soon~