Human ladder

Lu Congqi took advantage of the night to look at the room, and Lu Congqi understood the general layout, but he was still not sure where exactly what he wanted was.

Lu Congqi got out of bed barefoot, walked quietly to the desk and opened Wen Yan's drawer, computer locker, stacked comic books...

His voice is actually very low, ensuring that sleeping people will not be disturbed.

Lu Congqi searched unsuccessfully, and when he looked up and saw the sports satchel hanging on the wall, he hesitated slightly.

He remembered that Wen Yan liked this brand very much, and this sports satchel accompanied him many times to skip classes, climb over walls, and was chased by the dean all over the school.

Without any hope, Lu Congqi took off his bag and found a few books and a hard notebook that obviously did not belong to Wen Yan.

When he boldly took the notebook to the window and wanted to look at it with the light outside, the room suddenly became bright white!

Lu Congqi turned his head abruptly, ignoring the sudden stimulation from the light, and found Wen Yan's location accurately.

He saw Wen Yan, who was supposed to be sound asleep, sitting by the bed at this moment, looking at him expressionlessly.

Lu Congqi felt it was dazzling, he quickly turned his face away, not daring to look at him, the coolness rose to the bottom of his heart.

Wen Yan said, "Isn't it better to look at it this way?"

"..."

Lu Congqi took a deep breath and opened his mouth hard.

"You don't talk yet."

Wen Yan's complexion was terribly pale, his chest heaved and heaved, and he stood there motionless.

Lu Congqi saw and heard about Yan for a long time without saying a word, while watching Wen Yan's face, he stepped forward and took a step carefully.

Wen Yan suddenly stepped forward and hugged Lu Congqi involuntarily.He tightened his arms around Lu Congqi tightly, causing Lu Congqi to hurt, as if to vent all his anger.

"smell……"

But even Lu Congqi could tell that Wen Yan was trying his best to suppress his emotions at this time, he heard Wen Yan seem to squeeze these words from his teeth: "Stop talking, don't talk to me...I'm Very angry, I'm afraid I can't help yelling at you."

Lu Congqi held his hands empty, not daring to hug Wen Yan back, and let him keep tightening himself.

Wen Yan worked hard for a long time before letting go of Lu Congqi.

When Lu Congqi saw Wen Yan's eyes were red, he avoided Lu Congqi's gaze, turned around and walked back and forth in the room for a few steps impatiently.

The bedroom is not big, Wen Yan seemed to be trying his best to find something to let him vent, kicked the bedside table over with one last kick, and then looked at Lu Congqi in a messy room with some helplessness.

Lu Congqi stood there motionless, watching Wen Yan's every move with downcast eyes.

"Sorry……"

"for what?"

"I……"

"I guess you might also be curious, but I just don't believe that evil wants to take a gamble..."

Surrounding Wen Yan, ghosts and ghosts, all kinds of people come and go, everyone has their own purpose, whether he is frightened or pretending to be deaf and dumb, everything is just a bluff.

He likes Lu Congqi so much, he wants to find something in Lu Congqi, and hopes to put the safety of his life on Lu Congqi.

I hope that when I face him, I can think and ask for nothing, even if it is just a good night's sleep.

Wen Yan's anger remained undiminished, he glanced at the notebook in Lu Congqi's hand, and said with a sneer, "If you want to know then, open it."

Wen Yan's voice is not loud, but he has no emotion, his eyes are cold, and after several cold days, Lu Congji shivered.

Seeing that Lu Congqi hadn't spoken for a long time, Wen Yan suddenly said, "October 10.28th. I changed to a new copy. I got off work late today. I missed Wen Yan's parents meeting. This kid will show his face again when he goes back. Remember to bring him Lao Li Home beer duck."

"11.1. The case has reached a critical point, and the evidence has been insufficient. The camel has been missing for three months, and the place he communicated the last time has been empty. Is the camel exposed?"

"On the 11.2th..."

Lu Congqi interrupted: "Stop talking."

Wen Yan didn't know why he tilted his head, with full sarcasm, his hurt expression couldn't be concealed: "What? Didn't everyone try their best to know?"

"They all want to get it, even at the pain, but you are different from them..."

Lu Congqi didn't know what Wen Yan's next words meant, and subconsciously shook his head with a disbelieving expression.

But the language he can say is too pale, and the words he can give himself are weak.

"Luan Bing, Jin Shuo, you used to know all my every move like the palm of your hand, but now that I've got rid of them, you finally can't sit still, can you?"

Lu Congqi seemed really anxious now, and approached Wen Yan recklessly, his voice trembling and stammering out of control: "They...I...we didn't mean that...we no……"

"Road Congqi!"

Lu Congqi was so frightened by the voice with his first and last names, he stood there not daring to move.

Wen Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't even know what the words he blurted out. His heartache was more than anger, but the expression on his face was too monotonous to bear this complex emotion.

"What are you going to do with me? What do you take me for?"

The confusion of the future.

Watching the bright and righteous way of others.

Countless hopeful thoughts that cannot be uttered, countless plans about the future being suppressed forcibly.

He didn't dare to tell Lu Congqi his expectations for the future of the two of them, because he was not sure... because he was too afraid that Lu Congqi had never thought about the future of the two of them.

In the end, it was just his empty joy.

"Are you thinking that it's just a relationship anyway, and it won't be affected. If you leave this high school after graduation, you'll be gone?"

Lu Congqi didn't know that Wen Yan would think so, he stood there daring to move as if he was stunned by the question.

In Wen Yan's view, this reaction seemed to be poked into a sore spot and could not be refuted.

Wen Yan stared at Lu Congqi for a while, and nodded as if he understood everything: "If you want to know something, you can just ask them like them, but it's really not good. It's better to kill me than you to play this kind of trick." There are many grades."

He was hinting at Lu Congqi's indiscretions, satirizing Lu Congqi's ulterior motives.

Stern words and harsh sentences, every word pokes the heart.

Lu Congqi lowered his head, his figure was thin, his face was pale, his eyes were covered by his jet-black hair, and he whispered, "I'm sorry."

Lu Congqi put the notebook on the table and shuffled.How to come, how to leave.

Wen Yan didn't dare to look at Lu Congqi again, but he still accidentally caught his red feet from the cold.

Until the door of the room was opened and closed, Wen Yan was lying on the bed tossing and turning: Why didn't he wear shoes again.

It made his heart jump with fear, his heart was like a half-empty bed, and he could never return to normal.

It wasn't until the next day, when Wen Yan went downstairs to eat as usual, that he realized that Lu Congqi had left early in the morning.

He held the bowl in silence, and took two mouthfuls of porridge without looking at it, and sat at the dining table with Sun Yi, surrounded by the smell of needles.

After a long time, Sun Chengwu sighed, gave Wen Yan some fried vegetables, and suddenly said while listening to the news in the living room: "When I quarreled with your father, I couldn't help but apologize. Every time your father They will cook a table of meals, and eat in the kitchen with a word."

"If I want to talk to him, I'll go to eat, and when I don't want to talk to him, I just keep a cold face and don't eat."

Wen Yan didn't know why Sun Yi was discussing this all of a sudden, and slandered: You also know that you have a cold face.

He knew that he couldn't hold back the sound of kicking things last night and must have disturbed Sun Yi, so he muttered angrily: "Your example is not appropriate, it is your husband and not someone else."

Sun Yi said confidently: "I usually don't quarrel with others. Whoever provokes me can just get on with it. Why waste that tongue?"

"..."

What kind of charm did his father rely on to marry this man? ? ?

Sun Yi also seemed to be quite embarrassed, he had never had any experience in talking to anyone in his life, so he hesitated for a while, and finally put down his chopsticks and quit: "If you want to apologize, then apologize! Don't be so fiddling with me!"

Wen Yan blurted out and said stubbornly: "Why? It's not my fault!"

This conversation with Sun Yi aroused Wen Yan's undefeated anger yesterday, and his anger surged: "He hasn't explained it to me yet! How can I apologize?!"

Seeing that Sun Yi was too lazy to talk to him, Wen Yan was so angry that he ran upstairs to eat with his bowl in his arms.

Thus began a long Cold War.

Until the three-day holiday was fleeting, neither he nor Lu Congqi thought about talking first.

Wen Yan would click on Lu Congqi's dialog box from time to time, and saw that their chat was still stuck on Lu Congqi asking when he would come back.

No good night.

There is no circle of friends who like each other.

Wen Yan knew that he should think about other more important things at this time, such as what is Lu Congqi going to do?

How much did he know about his own mother?

How much do you know about Lu Qicong?

But his heart was full of twists and turns, and his preoccupied mood was in a mess for a while, as if it was bigger than the more important issues that lay between them.

On the first day, after Wen Yan toughly expressed his attitude to Sun Yi, he rolled back to bed and lay down for a day.

The next day, Wen Yan took a step back and thought to himself: As long as Lu Congqi comes over and explains, he won't care about it anymore.

On the third day, Wen Yan was discouraged and thought... Why don't you explain it to me?Don't you know how to deal with me?

Until Wen Yan went back to school, the whole class was chatting eagerly after the holiday, everyone seemed to have not seen each other for three or four years, and there was too much to say, chattering was so lively.

He Zhang noticed that Wen Yan had turned his head for the No. 16 time and stared at Lu Congqi's class as if against himself.

He Zhang stared at it for a while, and finally couldn't help cursing: "What the hell are you doing with a rattle? If you want to see it, just look at it openly, anyway, no one is here."

"What? No one is here? What happened to Lu Congqi?!"

"Damn it." He Zhang turned his head, looked at Wen Yan with the expression of a heartless man, and cursed: "You are so fucking inhuman, don't you know that Lu Congqi had hypoglycemia this morning?  … Hey! Wen Yan! Damn it!"

Wen Yan rushed out of the classroom without listening to He Zhang finish speaking.

Bo Bo, who was just stepping into the class door with his book in his arms, was stunned.