He's sickly in control

three days later.

Lu Zhou finally woke up from his drowsiness, looked up at the nutrient solution on his arm, the door was suddenly opened, and Fu Chen was walking towards him with a pot of boiling water in his hand.

"Lie down for a while." Fu Chen warmed the boiled water and handed it to him, then raised the pillow for him.

When Lu Zhou saw Fu Chen, he felt like a world away. He hadn't seen him for a few years, and he seemed to be not as ruffian as before, and his brows were much more stable.

Lu Zhou Xu thought of something, smiled weakly, and asked hastily, his voice that hadn't spoken for a long time was as hoarse as fingernails hanging on a blackboard, "Dean, is she... okay?"

When Fu Chen heard him ask about this moment, his body froze. After a long time, he finally refused to hide it, and said, "Sister Rou, she committed suicide."

"She was pregnant with a child when she died."

Lu Zhou moved his left hand slightly.The mark left by the scorching iron on his waist seemed to start to hurt and itch again, and he suddenly fell into a state of madness and acted recklessly.

Fu Chen firmly suppressed him.

After he was quiet, he didn't say another word.

Afterwards, Fu Chen took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to him, "Sister Rou left a letter on her desk. I haven't read it, and I don't dare to read it. I have to leave it to you...and Assistant Zhenyou is dead. Now, you won't be alone anymore."

"Sister Rou and I have been looking for you in the past few years since you disappeared, and we didn't have any clues about you when we contacted the police. Until the day Sister Rou died, I picked up the diary left by Yuan Shu after he panicked."

"Every day and every page in it mentions you, and the name of Zuo Zhenyou is mentioned, and through this diary, I know exactly where you are these years, what you have done, and what you have done. endure everything."

"Lu Zhou, you are such a cold and arrogant person." Fu Chen's voice stopped abruptly and he couldn't bear to say another word. Tears and unclear forbearance flashed in his red eyes.

Such a taciturn and arrogant young man had to endure so much torture and crimes alone.

At that moment, he hated Yuan Shu very much.

"Zuo Zhenyou is really dead?" Lu Zhou suddenly looked up at him, and said with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Dead, I paid a lot of money to buy his life with a loan."

"Is it really going to die?" Lu Zhou murmured.

Fu Chen sighed and explained, "He was originally Japanese, and he has been talked about by the police for the past few years. He sold drugs and guns and was almost caught in the pot. This time he died unexpectedly. There are two other forces besides me. , One side is the police, and the other side I found out is the Japanese assistant branch.”

"Is there any smoke?" Lu Zhou stared at the ceiling in a daze, and asked with a chuckle.

After Fu Chen went out, Lu Zhou opened the letter, and there was only one sentence left on the white letter paper. Lu Zhou slowly clenched his hand holding the white paper, leaving creases and wrinkles.

The words on it are beautiful and scrawled: The crow I raised pecked my eyes when it grew up.

Lu Zhou's breathing became more and more rapid as if he was stagnant, and he was uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell where he was uncomfortable.

He sipped the remaining half of the cigarette in one gulp, exhaled smoke rings, and the smoke curled up.

Lu Zhou decisively repeatedly extinguished the cigarette butt on his palm. There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. Even if his assistant Zhenyou died, it seemed that his strange way of extinguishing cigarettes had infected the church. over him.

He stared at the line word by word.

It seemed that the dean's soft voice coaxing children as usual could be heard.

"Do you hate crows?"

"Hate."

"Is anyone else going to like it?"

"Yes, anyway, I don't hate it. There used to be a saying that crows feed back, and there is also a special crow festival in Nepal." Yuan Rou educated him.

"Maybe I was pecked by it when I was a child, so no matter how good it is, I can't like it."

At that time, Lu Zhou seriously asked, "Dean, don't let it peck your eyes, it hurts."

Lu Zhou buried himself in the quilt, and finally his body began to tremble uncontrollably. The dean should hate him, she should know, if it wasn't for him, everything would not have happened, and she wouldn't be so disgusted. Being ruined, she won't die, and she won't...

There were muddy tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes. When trust became a sharp weapon to hurt people, the piece of his heart would scab all over his body and be covered with armor, but the rib was still there, and it hurt when he moved it. .

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Lu Zhou handed Fu Chen a piece of paper, which contained the account number and password that Zuo Zhenyou had let him launder money in the past few years.

Fu Chen didn't pick it up, but said, "Lu Zhou, I'm not going to be admitted to the police academy." He licked his molars, paused and continued, "I'm going to be admitted to the medical university."

Lu Zhou moved his right finger and asked softly, "Why?"

Fu Chen let out a chuckle, and said nonsense, "I'm afraid that you will appear in front of me again next time with bruises all over, and no one will save you."

"Lu Zhou, the past is over, and the future is as good as it gets."

"I know." He whispered.

"Then have you thought about it these days?"

Lu Zhou didn't reply.

Later, he went back to the alley where Tang Bai lived, and many things in it remained unchanged, including Tang Bai, who was still in a daze or fiddled with the ant hole with a branch.

But when he walked in front of Tang Bai, Tang Bai never knew him again.

What a fool, I can't even remember this.

Lu Zhou handed him a bunch of lollipops that he had bought in advance. Tang Bai took them in a daze. all day.

Lu Zhou walked out of the alley very lonely.

He is the extremely sick black, while Tang Bai is the relentless white.

It's really out of place.

Lu Zhou took a deep breath, he held his breath, and then exhaled when the oppressive feeling in his body was hard to get used to.

Lu Zhou didn't bother him for a long time. He really didn't dare to get too close to Tang Bai. He was afraid that one day he would devote himself to Tang Bai. He was afraid that one day he would hold Tang Bai on the tip of his heart. He was afraid that one day he would pour all his emotions into Tang Bai, and then he just turned around and Tang Bai forgot everything.

He was even more afraid that if he couldn't bear it, it would explode one day.

Lu Zhou was terrified of all this.

Later, when Fu Chen seriously asked him what he wanted to do, Lu Zhou couldn't help thinking of the scene where Tang Xian taught Tang Bai to learn syllables. Suddenly there is something called faith.

"Fu Chen, I want to be a teacher."

But one day when Lu Zhou accidentally saw Tang Bai again from the convenience store, his heart that had been silent for a long time began to boil again.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him, go and find that little stammer.

The weather was fine and windy that day, and he did as he pleased.