his tongue-in-cheek guide

Lu Lanqiu helped Fang Qi clean up some hair stubble with a towel, while observing Fang Qi in the mirror, he found the young man's expression was a bit bewildered, and found it very interesting, so he asked, "Why, are you not satisfied?"

As he spoke, he squatted down halfway, leaned close to Fang Qi's neck, and looked at the person in the mirror: "Is there any place you want to trim?"

Lu Lanqiu's voice came from behind, carrying the coolness of the early summer night, mixed with the fragrance of gardenias from far away in the yard, a gust of wind was blown by Fang Qi's ears, and the tips of the young man's ears turned red instantly stand up.

"...It's pretty good." Fang Qi felt that those tiny hair stubbles should have fallen into his collar, otherwise why would he feel so itchy.

Lu Lanqiu smiled lightly: "Then, customer, do you want follow-up service?"

The boy on the seat visibly stiffened: "What, what service?"

The young Fang Qi's appearance was really interesting, Lu Lanqiu couldn't help trying to play tricks, and moved closer to Fang Qi's ear, almost deliberately blowing into the young man's ear: "Of course it's... a massage service."

In the next second, he saw the boy fall off the chair.

Lu Lanqiu was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Fang Qi to do this kind of operation.

The young man's face was completely red, he finally realized that the other party was deliberately teasing him, he turned back and glared at Lu Lanqiu a little angrily, wanting to argue with the other party.

Unexpectedly, the perpetrator squatted down with his stomach in his arms, his shoulders shaking violently.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be that the bowl of noodles just ruined your stomach?" Fang Qi hurried over, but when he got closer, he realized that someone was hugging his stomach and shaking with laughter.

Fang Qi was so angry that he kicked the fallen stool away, but Lu Lanqiu smiled so happily, like a flower blooming wantonly in the wind, completely different from his usual cold face, he didn't know I didn't feel like standing there staring blankly.

He felt like a long-distance climber, traveling thousands of miles alone, just to wait for a snow lotus to bloom.

Those coldness and exhaustion are just tests from flowers.

In Lu Lanqiu's memory, he had never laughed like this before, maybe it was influenced by Fang Qi's memory, he felt that his temperament was more and more like the self more than ten years ago.

After laughing enough, he looked up at the other party and found that Fang Qi was standing in the backlight, unable to see the expression on the young man's face. He was a little worried that the other party was really angry, so he stopped laughing and said, "What's the matter?" ?Angry?"

Fang Qi didn't answer, the air was stagnant and warm.

Lu Lanqiu had no choice but to purse her lips, ready to stand up by herself.

In the next second, a black figure approached, and a cool hand stretched out and gently took his hand. Those hands were still holding the scissors that had murdered Qi's head.

Lu Lanqiu was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Fang Qi wanted to do.

The owner of that hand spread Lu Lanqiu's hand away, took away the scissors in his hand, then slowly took Lu Lanqiu's hand, and blew lightly on his palm.

The broken hair remaining in the palm of the hand was blown away by the gust of wind.

"Wait a while and you go wash first, I'm going to tidy up here." After finishing all this, the boy seemed to have completed a very important thing, and he turned to the kitchen to look for a broom in relief.

Only Lu Lanqiu was left standing there, silently looking at his hands, feeling that his heart was out of shape.

What's going on, he just seemed to be teased by Fang Qi invisibly?

Obviously he was the one who wanted to tease Fang Qi, but how did it turn out that he was being teased by someone?

Facts have proved that no matter what age, Fang Qi always has the ability to tease Teacher Lu quietly.

After the two cleaned up the room, they each went to wash up. Fang Qi reluctantly took out a small set of clothes and threw them to Lu Lanqiu.

After Lu Lanqiu came out, Fang Qi went in by himself. Lu Lanqiu took advantage of this time to observe Fang Qi's house. The area was small, but traces of careful cleaning could be seen. Unfortunately, the dusty windows showed The man who tidied up is not here.

There are still traces of that person's life in the room, women's slippers, handbags, faded jewelry boxes, and a thick stack of payment slips on the table.

These things constitute the cramped and miserable life of young Fang Qi.

It was so real, when Lu Lanqiu's hand stroked the faded paint desk, even the grain of the wood was clearly visible.

"You sleep on the floor tonight, I've already paved it for you." Fang Qi had finished washing and was wiping his head with a towel.

Lu Lanqiu turned her head, the familiar face was dripping on her head, and the boy's face was still dripping with water.

——It’s that kind of look again.

Fang Qi frowned, Lu Lanqiu always looked at him with this look, with familiarity and nostalgia, and a sense of loss that he couldn't understand.

"Hey, talking to you."

Lu Lanqiu came back to her senses and nodded her head to express her understanding.

When he was lying on the mattress that Fang Qi laid out for him on the floor, this suffocating sense of reality made Lu Lanqiu doubt whether he really existed in Fang Qi's sea of ​​consciousness again.

He silently thought of the road with a view of the sea that he rode by when he was young, and the bougainvillea with branches protruding from the roadside.

The room was very quiet, and the warm quilt reminded him of the tragedy of living on the street the night before. Fang Qi's sea of ​​consciousness was too real, and the feeling of loneliness and desolation was not at all illusory.

The curtains are not very tight, and occasionally light leaks in, leaving fleeting spots of light on the wall.

In such a dark and stable environment, people will have the desire to talk.

"Hey, are you asleep?" Fang Qi's voice came from the darkness.

How could it be possible to sleep, Lu Lanqiu silently replied, but he just replied vaguely: "...what's wrong?"

"That day...why did you help me?"

The boy's voice had a sense of emptiness in the darkness.

why?

Lu Lanqiu tried hard to recall why she helped him back then. At that time, because she was awakened as a guide, she was under a huge mental load every day, and she was in a very unstable state.

This incident did not have a deep impression in Lu Lanqiu's memory, he only remembered that he was very irritable at the time, so that he wanted to find some way to vent.

And those young people just hit the muzzle of the gun.

Lu Lanqiu turned over, rolled herself up with the quilt, and said vaguely: "It's not why, it's just that those people don't like it." He paused, and added: "Actually, you don't have to take it too seriously. .”

He really didn't expect that Fang Qi would remember this trivial matter for so long.

"No, you helped me by helping me. You don't have to take it seriously, but I can't." The boy's voice was clear and firm.

Lu Lanqiu turned over and was about to answer when she saw the young man staring at him in the dark.

With bright and clear eyes, Lu Lanqiu's heart softened.

"You have to remember, you can take me in for two more nights." Lu Lanqiu buried her face in the quilt and secretly smiled.

Fang Qi was silent, and it seemed that he was not very willing.

"Then how about you answer me a question?"

At present, it seems that the reason why Fang Qi lost in the sea of ​​consciousness is probably related to the most painful memory in his memory. The center of the problem should still be in that hospital.

What is the content of Fang Qi's memories that he doesn't even want people to see?

The traces left by this memory in Fang Qi's memory made it difficult for him to let go of it until he became an adult, so that he has been lingering in this memory after entering mental dormancy.

The people over there were silent and did not answer him.

Lu Lanqiu sighed, and had no choice but to rely on herself: "Then, let me guess, you don't need to answer, it's okay, right?"

There was still nothing to say.

Lu Lanqiu said to herself: "Actually, you don't need to be silent. You went to the hospital today to deliver food to someone, and there are obviously traces of two people's lives at home. So..."

"Don't guess." Fang Qi suddenly interrupted him.

Lu Lanqiu stopped talking and looked back at Fang Qi.

The young man threw off the quilt, sat up, and stared at Lu Lanqiu: "You guessed right, I am a single-parent family, and the person who lives in the hospital is my mother."

Lu Lanqiu wasn't surprised at all, Fang Qi's family's women's products were already obvious, he was a little surprised: "This is not a shameful thing, why don't you want to tell others?"

Fang Qi sneered: "I never disdain any form of sympathy, it's just looking down from a high place, how can I empathize with you?"

The boy's hard self-esteem is like a piece of armor, which protects him and keeps others out at the same time.

Lu Lanqiu sighed, looked at the young man, and suddenly realized that the reason why he appeared here in this way was not to save Fang Qi, but also to redeem himself.

"Do you want to hear a story?" Lu Lanqiu said suddenly.

Fang Qi's eyes showed a trace of confusion: "What story?"

"I have an elder I know. His mother died because of a fire, and his father remarried soon. In that family, he became an outsider. Outsiders seemed to have no worries about food and clothing, but he was actually very lonely." Lu Lan Looking at the spots of light on the wall, Qiu said slowly.

"He had no choice but to study hard, and then went to study in a foreign country alone, without relatives or friends, making himself look cold and powerful, and also learned to pretend that he didn't love his mother, pretending that he didn't need to care."

"Although he later became a powerful person, he was stingy about expressing his help until one day, someone told him that there is no shame in admitting that he loves someone."

He turned his head slowly, looked at Fang Qi, and chuckled softly: "I hope you can understand that no one's life is easy. There is no shame in admitting your fragility. The suffering of youth does not represent You've been hard all your life, it's an asset that makes you stronger."

Fang Qi was stunned, and Lu Lanqiu continued: "Fang Qi, you have to know that your life hasn't started yet."

As far as he knows, Fang Qi was awakened as a Sentinel at the age of 14 and was recruited into the Sentinel Academy by Talit.

After that, the boy went step by step to the present, and finally became the chief sentinel in the tower.

Those sufferings finally made this person.

Before Fang Qi could react, Lu Lanqiu turned over again and wrapped herself in a quilt.

"Go to sleep, we have class tomorrow."

There was no sound for a long time, and finally, I heard the boy say good night softly.

Lu Lanqiu couldn't help laughing, and quietly replied in her heart:

——Good night, young Fang Qi.