Boy, are you sick?

Well, Ziqing shouldn't stay alone in this situation, now is the recovery period, and her legs are almost healed, it's time to go out for a walk and exercise more.

It's time to run, make trouble, and sing loudly.

Instead of sitting at home all day long, not talking, not crying or laughing.

This is not what a child of this age should be like.

Another quarter of an hour passed by the clock on the wall.

"Do you want to make another call?" Xu Fang asked.

Zhou Shuyun looked a little nervous, but still smiled and said: "It doesn't matter." He looked down at his watch.

Xu Ziqing, who had been silent all this time, slowly raised her head, met Zhou Shuyun's gaze, and said, "Let's make a call."

Zhou Shuyun was stunned: "What?"

"Look, Qingqing even asked you to call me."

At that moment, Zhou Shuyun's eyes were in a trance, and the corners of his mouth opened, and a smile appeared: "That...that's okay, I'll just call. This girl...has no sense of time at all."

As soon as the call came, the doorbell rang.

Zhou Puyu appeared at the door in a mess with a red nose.

"What's going on, come in!"

"Ah, I'm all wet... Qingqing go, forget it, I'll get some clothes... Tell her to take a shower quickly, don't catch a cold in such a cold day."

"Quickly, go."

……

Fifteen minutes later, Zhou Puyu came out of the bathroom, wearing Ziqing's pajamas, her hair was wet on her shoulders.

Zhou Shuyun had already sat on the sofa.

He looked at Puyu and hesitated: "You... what happened to you, can you tell Dad?"

Zhou Puyu's eyes turned red, and she was about to cry.

Zhou Shuyun hurriedly said: "If you don't want to talk about it, just let it go, just go home, just go home... Hurry up and blow your hair."

Xu Fang had already brought the hair dryer, came to Zhou Puyu, handed her a dry towel, and said with a smile: "Let me blow it, you've been tired all day." As she spoke, she touched her without waiting for Zhou Puyu's answer. lock of hair.

Zhou Puyu sat there stiffly, his body softened every moment, every second.

That night, she had enough food and tea, and went to bed early.In the small guest room, Zhou Puyu noticed that barbed wire was installed on every window, and every knife in the kitchen was locked in a cabinet, which was only taken out when cooking.

She also found a large number of medicine bottles, saw repaired scratches on the walls, and found many cloth strips in the drawer...

She had so many nightmares, so many that she broke out in cold sweat all over her body, so many that she couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

Xu Ziqing still ignored her and didn't say a word for many days. Her door was often closed tightly, and she didn't even come out to eat, so Xu Fang had to send her in.

Just when Zhou Puyu was bored, he received a message from Hu Jiaqi.

Hu Jiaqi: Do you know about Lu Ziming?

Zhou Puyu: What is it?

After typing these three words, she remembered Lu Ziming's expression when he last saw him that night, indifferent and decisive.

What is Miss Jiaqi referring to?

SMS notification tone——

Hu Jiaqi: He seems to be engaged in some activities. I heard people say that he is interviewing people everywhere, running around the whole grade...you know this?

Holding the phone, Zhou Puyu frowned slightly, and did not reply for a long time.

What is Lu Ziming doing?She didn't know, didn't care, and didn't bother to ask.

Hu Jiaqi: Could it be related to Jiang Menglei's matter?

When Zhou Puyu's eyes saw those three words, his originally calm heart suddenly hung up, and a chill came down his back.

She put the phone away, as if avoiding the plague...

After a while, I picked it up again and typed: What's the matter with it, does it have anything to do with us?

Hu Jiaqi didn't reply for a moment, but returned a "heart" to her after a while.

Zhou Puyu grabbed the phone, lay on the bed for a while, sat up again, and typed: He Yuan...

Before finishing typing, Hu Jiaqi sent: Don't worry, He Yuan, did you forget that we took photos?Anyway, He Yuan is the only one who can testify. He has no evidence, but we have evidence!

Zhou Puyu didn't speak.

Hu Jiaqi followed up with another: Don't you talk about the law the most? I also checked it. What the law needs is evidence, haha.

Zhou Puyu stared at those few words and read them over and over again, not knowing what she was looking at. Finally, her palms felt cold, and she replied "Sister Jiaqi is smart", and put down the phone.

Lu Ziming is counting his fingers to get by.

26, 27, 28, 29... There are still three days left!three days! !

Three full days!

Bored and exploded, he collapsed on the bed, all the sheets and quilts rolled into a ball, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, muttering to himself: "Three days, three days, three days..."

"Are you in a daze?!" Pushing open the door with one hand, grandma showed her face, "I was counting the days every day, I was being told by you... Ouch, my blood pressure is going to rise, I feel flustered when you think about it ..."

Lu Ziming didn't respond.

"Hey, have your grades come out?"

"Out……"

Grandma's eyes lit up, and she came in: "Tell grandma, how did you do in the exam, where did you rank?"

Lu Ziming glanced at her: "You still don't believe me?"

"I believe it! Grandma certainly believes in you the most! However," she rubbed her hands, looking over the window to the west room, "If you do well in the exam, go and tell your dad, he misses you."

Lu Ziming sneered: "Yes, I am concerned about my grades."

"No!" Grandma slapped him, "Your dad asks me about you every day, not only for studying, but for you... You just ignore him, and your dad is very sad."

Lu Ziming scratched his nails.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, he finally stayed at home for a few days, go, you father and son talk."

Lu Ziming was pushed into the room on the west side by his grandma. The room was dimly lit and smelled of smoke. There was a program of the opera channel on the TV screen. A figure was half lying on the bed, babbling along with the TV. snort.

When he saw Lu Ziming, he immediately stopped humming and returned his gaze to the screen.

Lu Ziming stood there, there was an embarrassing silence in the air, although the TV was still ringing...but it was like falling into an abyss, not knowing what to do.

Lu Ziming opened the window, looked down and saw cigarette butts on the table, picked them up, and threw them into the ashtray.

He stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the TV screen.

"No more money?" Lu Jianhao's tone pretended to be disdainful.

Lu Ziming felt cold and didn't speak.

"When I was your age, I already made my own money..."

Lu Ziming turned around, ready to leave.

"Cough!" A specially raised cough stopped his footsteps in place, Lu Jianhao lifted his upper body, looked at him, took out a wad of money from his pocket, and threw it on the table , "It's embarrassing to ask for money, what's wrong with it. Your grandma is old, don't spend other people's money!"

The stack of money moved forward for a certain distance according to the strength, and barely stopped at Lu Ziming's hand.Lu Ziming tilted his head, the money was scattered, dirty, old...

He picked up the money, walked to the bed, and put it down: "I just came to tell you that this final exam... is ninth grade."

After speaking, he quickly lowered his eyelids.

After a few seconds, as if expecting something, I raised it again...

Lu Jianhao didn't respond, he was still staring at the TV, shaking his feet to beat the beat, and slowly hummed: "Well, keep going."

Lu Ziming was silent for two seconds, and then asked, "Have you visited Ziqing?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Jianhao's eyes froze.

The rhythmic feet also stopped...

He showed an ugly smile, with a little childlike embarrassment, and said: "As long as she, she lives well...you are with her, you know."

The current him is not worthy to appear in front of Qingqing.

Not worthy to be the glamorous father who once held her high.

Lu Ziming didn't say anything else, turned around and went out... Just as he walked to the steps of the main room and was about to enter the door, he heard a low sob...

The voice was so weak, so small, that it was almost inaudible.

But it still penetrated the thick wall, and the air floated into his ears.

That night, he drank again, and called Jiang Shang to secretly buy wine and bring it over. The two of them got drunk in the house.

When Jiang Shang drank, his cheeks flushed red.

Lu Ziming pointed at him and laughed loudly: "Look at you...you are so beautiful, Jiang Shang, your little face..."

Jiang Shang pulled off his hand that was about to do something wrong, and pushed him away.

"Go away, stay away from me."

Lu Ziming was unhappy, "Don't let me touch it, I'll call, call... I'm not the only one..." He dazedly took out his phone, clicked on the recent call record, and dialed it.

Jiang Shang lay on the bed and fell asleep.

"Ruan Yi!"

"Um……"

"Ruan Yi, Ruan Yi, Ruan Yi, Ruan Yi!!!"

"..."

"Hahahaha, can you hear me, hey, hey, hey! Ruan Yi! Hey, can you - hear - what - I - say - words -?"

"you've been drinking?"

Lu Ziming opened his eyes, quickly covered his mouth, and moved a little further away from the microphone: "Oh, yes, yes, you are allergic to that...don't spit! Don't spit out, don't save face, don't spit..."

"I don't vomit." Ruan Yi took a deep breath, "Where are you now?"

"Where is it?" Lu Ziming frowned, looked around, "I don't know, it seems to be a beach..."

"..."

"Haha I lied to you! Are you stupid? You think I'm drunk, hahaha I'm not drunk..."

"Then who is with you?"

"Who..." Lu Ziming looked at the bed with blurred eyes, only to see a shadowy person lying on his stomach, "There is a person on my bed, he looks really good-looking, and his face is flushed... He won't let me touch him! You What if I pinch his face, he just put me—"

Lu Ziming got up and made a pushing movement.

"Boom - push it away! It hurts, it hit my shoulder..."

Ruan Yi, who was flipping through books in the study at home, stood up instantly.

His heart was beating like a drum, and he pinched his mobile phone: "Who? Where are you?"

"Family……"

"you--"

"Will you let me pinch my face? Just say, will you pinch?" Lu Ziming's voice was a little aggrieved.

Ruan Yi was inexplicably embarrassed, looked at the door, and when he saw that it was closed, he turned his head away.

"Say it, say it..."

"Let."

Lu Ziming was taken aback.

Ruan Yi: "Let. Let you pinch."

Holding the phone, Lu Ziming blinked, suddenly smirked twice, then fell down on the bed and fell asleep.

The phone fell to the ground.

Ruan Yi, who was suddenly hung up, was confused and called again and no one answered. Later, he called Lu Ziming's grandma again, and after confirming that Lu Ziming was at home and that the "beauty" at home was Jiang Shang, he put down the phone...

Ruan Yi, who has always had a good schedule and a constant biological clock, unexpectedly suffered from insomnia that night.

He looked at the ceiling, surrounded by a huge silence, the huge room was empty, only him and his aunt.The aunt came here recently, because he didn't go on a trip, Feng Jin was worried that his son would not be able to eat well, so he hired a short-term aunt.

It wasn't until 1 o'clock in the night that Ruan Yi went to take a shower and fell asleep when he came back.

☆、Chapter 34

The next day, Lu Ziming slept until noon.

In a daze, he felt that there was someone beside him, and when he turned over, his legs happened to rest on a fleshy body...

Soft and boned.

Lu Ziming was startled and opened his eyes.

Jiang Shang lay beside him with a harmless face, sleeping soundly.

After making sure that Jiang Shang was not awake, Lu Ziming gently raised his long-legged arms and walked away from him, then tiptoed up and quickly got out of bed.

After he got dressed, he found that the room was cleaned up, the wine bottle had disappeared, and the air still smelled of freshener.

He ignored Jiang Shang, picked up the phone from the ground and came out.There was no one at home, my father and grandma had gone out, and there was still food on the table.

After Lu Ziming washed up briefly, he sat down and began to eat.

He turned on his phone and saw a missed call and a text message.

They are all Ruan Yi's.

"The lighting show is the day after tomorrow. There will be Kongming lanterns in these two nights. I bought it and I will wait for you tonight."

Lu Ziming picked up a few mouthfuls of food casually, turned around and entered the room, charged his phone, picked up a pillow and threw it on Jiang Shang's buttocks.

Jiang Shang frowned, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Hey!" Lu Ziming picked up the pillow, meditated by the bed for a long time, and simply let him continue to sleep.He put the quilt over his head and turned to change his clothes.

After changing his clothes, he warmed up a glass of milk and took a shower. After making sure that he didn't smell of alcohol at all, he decided to go out.

He arrived too early, there were not many people in the square, and the sky was not completely dark.He wandered around for a long time, saw a flower seller, and walked over.

The roses and carnations were steaming white, and they were taken out of the freezer by the florist.

"Any other flowers?"

"Young man, the people who send their parents and girlfriends are all here. It's not easy to arrange other flowers this season."

Lu Ziming was hesitating.

The florist was enthusiastic: "I bought it for my girlfriend?"

"no no……"

"That's honoring your parents!"

"...Neither."

The florist rolled his eyes and understood: "I see! Take it home and insert it yourself. Let me tell you, if you arrange flowers, it's best to go with these. I'll give you some more, go back. Decorate."

"Let me just say it straight!" Lu Ziming exhaled, a little hesitant, "Is there such a thing, because of friendship..."

The florist listened carefully.

"It's a little bit higher than friendship, but he is very, very important to me..."

The florist is confused.

Lu Ziming sighed and was a little impatient: "That's the kind! Is there any?"

The florist racked his brains, and suddenly clapped his hands: "I see, the one you have a crush on, the girl you have a crush on, right?"

"wrong."

"Young man, don't let me guess, just say whether to buy it or not?"

Lu Ziming stood there for a few seconds, and finally pointed to the one in front.

At six o'clock in the evening, people began to come to the square one after another. There were sugar sellers, rice cake sellers, balloon sellers, and Kongming lantern sellers, and they stood all over Heping Square.

Most of the people who came were parents with children. Many children ran and jumped around, rampaging, and the square suddenly became lively.

Lu Ziming was looking for a place to sit down and rest for a while, when he suddenly found someone patting his leg—looking down, it was a little girl.

The little girl raised her head, her face was white and tender, and said sweetly, "Brother, help me draw a sheep!" She held a balloon in one hand and a fountain pen in the other.

Lu Ziming: "...sheep?"

"Well, I want a beautiful sheep!"

"This is easy! Come on, brother will draw for you." The bored Lu Ziming finally caught a chance to speak, squatted down, picked up the little girl's pen, and waved his hand to draw on the balloon.

He drew very fast, and said while painting: "Little sister, you have found the right person, brother, do you understand that I learned to draw when I was young?"

The little girl laughed with a shy belly.

In 1 minute, Lu Ziming finished drawing and returned the balloon to the little girl: "Okay, let's play!"

He was about to turn around and prepare to leave, when he heard a "wow" behind him, and the little girl who was fine just now burst into tears.

what's the situation?

"I want a beautiful sheep, but what you painted is a boiling sheep! I don't want a boiling sheep..."

"Ah?" Lu Ziming was stunned, and took the balloon, "Isn't it? Then I remembered it wrong, sorry... I will draw it for you again."

He turned the balloon over and began to draw the beautiful sheep.

This time the little girl was afraid that he would draw something else, so she hurried to the front and watched him draw.Lu Ziming really lived up to his expectations, Mei Yangyang floated up wearing two bows...

The little girl laughed through tears.

For the last stroke, Lu Ziming was so proud that he pressed his fingers hard——

"boom!"

The balloon blew up.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Balloons...my balloons..."

Lu Ziming scratched his hair in place.

"Little sister, do you want a balloon?" A gentle voice came, and the little girl and Lu Ziming turned their heads at the same time.

In an instant, colorful balloons filled the field of vision, and the tearful little girl was stunned, and couldn't help but take a step forward, raising her hand to touch the balloon.

Lu Ziming was puzzled and took two steps back.

The little girl was dazzled by choosing balloons, touching the pink ones for a while, and the yellow ones for a while, wishing to take all the balloons home.

After groping around, I turned around and found that my brother just now was gone...

With short legs, she bounced and came to the back of the pile of colorful balloons.She saw her brother just now...

"Do you know?"

Lu Ziming smiled: "Yes. Come here, which one do you want?" He lifted the little girl up so that she could see the one above.

The little girl couldn't close her mouth in excitement, her eyes lit up, she looked at the yellow one for a long time and said, "I want this..."

Lu Ziming took off the balloon and picked another pink one: "Here, one in each hand."

The little girl held a balloon in one hand and almost jumped up happily.

Lu Ziming had an idea: "By the way, I haven't drawn a beautiful goat yet!" He took out his fountain pen.

When the little girl saw the pen, she turned her head and ran away: "Mom—"

Lu Ziming smiled, put away the fountain pen, turned to Ruan Yi and said, "Look, I don't need any pens anymore." He moved his eyes to the back and glanced at the balloon again, still feeling very strange.

"It's all... you bought it?"

Ruan Yi fiddled with the balloon, "Yes."

"What are you buying these for?" Lu Ziming sized him up, and after several days of not seeing him, Ruan Yi seemed to be pale again, his eyes carefully carved that face, "Oh, I see, your parents are not at home and you have no money to spend Day, so you can only make some money by selling balloons, right?"

Ruan Yi smiled lightly.

"What are you laughing at!" Lu Ziming took advantage of the darkness to hide the things behind his back, "I want this!"

"Green?"

"Well, blue ones are fine too."

Ruan Yi smiled: "It's all yours."

He was a little embarrassed: "I was in the distance just now... I didn't see it clearly, I thought you were grabbing balloons from someone..."

Lu Ziming was stunned for a second.

"My family? That little girl?"

Ruan Yi pursed his lips.

Lu Ziming held back his laughter, circled around the balloon again, finally couldn't hold back, and laughed: "Thank you. Although I, Lu Ziming, am not yet mature, I am not naive enough to compete with a three-year-old child. It's like a balloon..."

Ruan Yi was very embarrassed: "Stop talking...then what should I do?"

Finally, after discussion between the two, it was decided to distribute these balloons to all the children in the square who did not have balloons.The little girl saw it just now and ran over to ask for two more.

When the last two were left, Lu Ziming stopped.

That was the blue and green he picked just now.

"Ruan Yi, do you like blue or green?"

"It's blue."

"Okay, then I'm green."

As Lu Ziming said, he took out the fountain pen just now and wrote the characters "Ruan" and "Lu" on the two balloons.

He glanced at Ruan Yi.

Ruan Yi understood and nodded.

Lu Ziming let go of his hands, and the two balloons floated up.Floating farther and farther, higher and higher...until the bright moon and stars can no longer be seen in the night.

Let's float, let's go, I hope to float as far as possible.

As free as the wind, as bright as the moon.

They rubbed their sore necks, found a bench, and sat down.

They haven't seen each other for a few days, and the two seem to be a little unfamiliar. Ruan Yi looked ahead and suddenly said, "Go and put the lights on."

"Let's go later." Lu Ziming touched the things behind with his hands, and after making sure that they were not dropped or damaged, he smiled at Ruan Yi, "Let's play a game."

"what?"

"truth or Dare."

Ruan Yi smiled helplessly.

He also said that he is not a three-year-old child...

Lu Ziming: "OK?"

Ruan Yi nodded.

"The rule is this: three punches. If you lose, you have to do one thing according to my instructions. If you win, I will give you a gift."

Ruan Yi is not stupid: "If I keep losing, you won't give me a gift?"

Lu Ziming was stunned.

"Or, I keep winning, have you prepared three gifts?"

This……

Lu Ziming really didn't expect it.

Ruan Yi smiled: "I'm joking with you, come on. If you lose, follow my instructions."

"no problem!"