They are just affectionate and helpless.

"You don't need to pay back the money," Xu Yihan said, "Just take care of yourselves."

Xiao Kong shook his head: "No, I..."

"It's really not necessary," Xu Yihan showed her a gentle smile, "Do you want to go to school? I'll find you a high school to study. You see, your girlfriend has already passed the college entrance examination."

·

Two days later, the plane landed at Tianhe Airport.

Zhao Xin turned on the phone and habitually checked Moments.

Wu Yan was interviewing a self-employed young entrepreneur in Tongren, Guizhou, and posted a photo of herself and the entrepreneur; Xu Yiqian became serious after taking over the Xu Group, and shared news of the Xu Group in her circle of friends every day; I don’t know if I’m going to look for Zhang Li, or if I can find it; Xu Yihan took a picture of Xiaokong’s back doing the papers at his desk, and said with emotion, “It’s really hard for children to go to school”... It’s like becoming a father.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xu to be such a person," Liu Yusheng shook his head in amazement, "It's really like a different person. Could it be that he has actually been pierced by someone else's soul?"

Zhao Xin echoed with a smile: "I doubt it too."

It wasn't until they boarded Metro Line [-] and approached "Guangbutun" one stop at a time that Zhao Xin said seriously: "Xu Yihan is going to visit his mother's grave."

"Well," Liu Yusheng said, "it's not easy."

"That person is very, very stubborn," Zhao Xin sighed softly, "but he finally said it—his mother—you see, he said it calmly, and he didn't know how many times he cried behind his back."

Liu Yusheng nodded and took Zhao Xin's hand.

He held Zhao Xin with one hand, and grabbed the pink railing of Line [-] with the other, all the way from Tianhe Airport to Guangbutun.

Pushing Zhao Xin into the school, Liu Yusheng asked in a low voice, "What if your father asks that question again?"

Zhao Xin: "Which one?"

"If one day, you stop writing..."

Zhao Xin's tone was firm: "I will keep writing, and if I don't write about Tanmei, I will write about other things...so you will always like me."

Liu Yusheng added: "I will always like you if you stop writing."

Zhao Xin: "I will write."

"You're also stubborn." Liu Yusheng hooked Zhao Xin's palm and said helplessly, "Okay, then I'll tell your dad that his problem is not valid, because you will keep writing."

Zhao Xin: "Yes."

Liu Yusheng: "Are you sure?"

Zhao Xin: "Of course."

So both of them stopped talking.

Under the shade of trees covering the sky and the sun, Liu Yusheng pushed Zhao Xin forward slowly.

A long, long time ago, an extremely frustrated writer wrote an article in which the hero was named Lu Weifu.Lu Weifu has experienced all kinds of failures in his life: whether he was enlightened or Shun Gu next door, none of them belonged to him.He wandered for half his life and returned to his hometown, and went to many places to buy a velvet flower that Shun Gu wanted, only then did he learn that Shun Gu had already died.

Liu Yusheng once asked Zhao Xin why he used "Lu Weifu" as a pen name to participate in the competition?Zhao Xin was silent for a long time, and replied, it may be because I, like Lu Weifu, always have unwanted tenderness towards this world.

He sent this sentence to Liu Yusheng on WeChat, and he was even embarrassed to say it.

Later, Liu Yusheng followed the three words "Lu Weifu" and thought of many people and things: Xu Yihan, Deng Yuan, documentaries, Zhang Li, sister, qiang.bào, Xiaokong, Zhao Xin, himself, writing.

They have fought against this world in various ways, but in the final analysis, they still inevitably love it, or inevitably have unwanted tenderness for it.Maybe they are all losers, justice will not come, happiness will not come, recognition will not come, and even words are difficult to set up a monument for suffering.They will eventually become Lu Weifu one after another, and all their love for this world will be lost with that one velvet flower.

They will always live in contradictions, self-blame, questioning, and ridicule, always love, always fight, and always offer their sincerity and then be misunderstood or hurt.

The onlookers don't care whether it's worth it or not, but they think it's worth it.

……are you sure?

Sure.

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