Human ladder

Enduring the pain in his body, Lu Congqi supported the wall and stood up. He put on his clothes, sorted out his emotions, walked to the room opposite, and knocked on the door.

He knocked carefully, concentrating all his anticipation and heartbreak on the door knocking, and with the knocking on the door, he opened his mouth softly: "Wen Yan...can you open the door?"

Lu Congqi was frightened by his own voice, as if he didn't expect his voice to be so hoarse, and even lost his true nature.

He hurriedly cleared his throat, but it seemed like he was coughing up blood.

Lu Congqi almost panicked, knocking on the door urgently: "Can I talk to you? Can you open the door?"

Don't shut me out.

Don't want me.

Lu Congqi looked at the door and suddenly felt dizzy.

Many years ago, people desperately closed the door and isolated him in that small world, thinking that they would keep him away from sin and darkness.

Years later, the person he likes, the light that once shone into his life, shut him out again.

He didn't know what to do with Wen Yan inside, knowing his refusal, Lu Congqi no longer had the courage to raise his hand.

Lu Congqi could only lean against the door, enduring the shivering all over his body, and tried his best to speak calmly: "Not long after my father came back, one Thursday, a group of uninvited guests broke into my house."

The conversation started, and it seemed that it was not as difficult as imagined.

Lu Congqi simply leaned against the door and slowly sat on the ground with his legs bent, using the humiliating pain of his body to hide his trembling. His whole body was melted into the darkness, except for his light voice, as if he didn't belong to this world: " I watched my mom get defiled outside the door, jazzed, and I don't know what she saw...screaming, yelling, cursing."

"Later my dad came back and let me out. He knelt down and told me, don't be afraid, some bad guys broke into our house and they have already been driven away."

Lu Congqi didn't dare to think about it anymore, and clenched his fists: "Did I tell you that even if my dad didn't come back, he is the spiritual pillar of my family..." He himself felt mocking, and his voice was cold : "But when I looked at him, I thought he was the bad guy who broke into our house."

"He came back and destroyed all the dreams. He tore apart all my mother's packaging. He became real and scary. He was covered with blood and was threatened by people every day. He murdered my mother for money. Killed your father, killed everyone..."

The door should have moved a bit, I don't know if it was Lu Congqi's hallucination, Lu Congqi didn't dare to let himself confirm it, and continued to say in self-defense: "I hate him very much, but that's my dad... that's what I grew up with when I was a child. The person I've always fantasized about finally has a reality, and I dare not break that illusion."

"So even if you saw your father clearly, you still choose to deceive yourself?"

Lu Congqi was startled by the voice above his head, he raised his head and bumped into Wen Yan's condescending face looking down at him, suddenly he couldn't say anything.

Lu Congqi could only stand up from the ground, panicking in a panic.

Wen Yan's hand was still on the doorknob, as if he was ready to close the door again at any time, but Lu Congqi was too frightened to open his mouth, and tentatively prepared to step forward.

"Now that I see you clearly, do you expect me to be like you, and also deceive myself as if nothing happened?"

When Lu Congqi heard this, he dared not go any further.

Wen Yan looked at Lu Congqi's embarrassment unscrupulously, and said mockingly: "But do you know? Some people, in fact, see through it, and that's the same thing."

he thought blankly.

See through me?

Can you see that I'm such an annoying person?

Why are your eyes so cold?

Lu Congqi was so dazed that he even meant that he was too dirty, so he rubbed his arms.

But he is clean.

He is like a child who has been accused of being too dirty. He always feels that he will be disgusted by people wherever he goes without washing.

Wen Yan continued: "I knew what kind of person you are-oh, I wasted so much thought on you."

Lu Congqi felt as if he had been hit hard, and felt that he was about to lose his standing.

As if he couldn't understand human words, he asked, "Don't you like me?"

"Like?" Wen Yan's arms were tense, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. He seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and said aggressively: "Lu Congqi, shouldn't I hate you? I shouldn't blame you, should I?" ? I shouldn't accuse you? Why do you let me continue to like you?!"

Fortunately, he still felt that Lu Congqi didn't know anything, so he took him to Wen Guochao's tomb to ask for forgiveness.

Fortunately, he used to feel sorry for passing by.

Wen Yan couldn't stand Lu Congqi looking at him like this, and took a deep breath: "I won't be soft, you owe me."

Wen Yan's last gaze pierced Lu Congqi alive, and he was nailed to the cross of judgment alive - it was ridicule, undisguised disgust and contempt, and it was throwing all his thoughts into the trash as if they were dirty and unsightly inside.

It should be because of the cold wind, after the door closed directly in front of Lu Congqi, Lu Congqi took a few steps back as if he was collapsed.

You clearly agreed to like it... how can you say that you don't like it and don't like it?

Lu Congqi got closer to the door, so close that the wooden grain of the door was clear in front of him. He bent his five fingers, and his fingertips touched the cold door, and he no longer had the courage to break the door desperately.

Lu Congqi is a very obsessed person, and he firmly believes that if he likes someone, how can he say that he doesn't like him?

He was a little scared and didn't dare to approach again, and shook his head blankly and persistently.

What does it mean to like someone?

means long solitude.

Your walking pace will be slow, and you will start to pay attention to the surrounding scenery, even if it is a bobtail cat waiting to be fed on the street.

The small shop has a new flavor of soda.

Roasted sweet potatoes at a small stall in winter.

A coat in the mall that suits him especially well.

But these sharing, these discoveries, these things that brighten your eyes and make you happy can only be digested slowly by yourself.

Just like one day, Lu Congqi stood in front of a window for a long time, he forgot the tutor who was waiting for him that afternoon, and forgot to make his parents happy.

He happily imagined what Wen Yan would do if he saw such a beautiful sports suit.

Will you try your best to save money and buy it?

Will you act like a baby to your family?

These thoughts alone occupied all of Lu Congqi's thoughts, until the clerk pushed the door out and told him to go in and have a try.

Lu Congqi shook his head and said, "That's not my style."

It's too lonely to like someone, the longing is double, the small thought is double, only the beauty should be double, but there is no way to share it.

He was determined at that time, he must make Wen Yan like him,

His likes are not selfish, even harmless... But Wen Yan doesn't want them anymore.

Lu Congqi felt like a child selling flowers on the street.

He doesn't want bread, he doesn't want today's meal money, he just wants to spend the best and most beautiful things to Wen Yan.

"Do you understand this feeling? Wen Yan, can you understand?"

You can't buy other people's flowers, you can only have something to do with me in your eyes and heart, you can't hide beauty by yourself, you can't be an independent individual.

This is the most selfish, secret, and worst thought I can bring out to you.

But this kind of liking will eventually change in the turbulent conspiracy, and all thoughts will be regarded as having ulterior motives. In Wen Yan's eyes, he suddenly becomes worthless.

Lu Congqi felt that he couldn't cry so uselessly, he wouldn't even feel sorry for himself.

It must have been snowing heavily outside, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and it was freezing cold, the cold tears slid across his cheeks and the skin hurt, and the cold air penetrated into his limbs and bones, freezing his blood into pieces all over the ground. ice.

He just stopped by the door, feeling that everything that happened was absurd and ridiculous.

Sun Yi hasn't come back yet, if he leaves, Wen Yan should go back to his room, right?There is no air conditioning in that room, it will be cold.

In fact, there are many things that he didn't have time to tell Wen Yan. For example, He Zhang was actually very worried about him, and Teacher Wang Bo tried his best to protect him in front of the leaders... For example, they are already on winter vacation, so they can play as much as they want.

But Wen Yan would know about this, and he didn't need Lu Congqi to tell him.

Lu Congqi walked downstairs, and the moment he closed the door, he suddenly realized what everything that happened just now meant, and his heart was empty, as if a piece had been dug out by life.

The person who dug it up thought it was unclean and had ulterior motives, so he threw it away again.

So Lu Congqi didn't even have the right to feel sorry for Wen Yan and his relationship.

……

After the door downstairs opened and closed again, the door of the room upstairs that had been closed was slowly opened a crack.

The light in the room sees every stitch, abruptly leaving a warm light on the floor.

Wen Yan stepped very lightly, walked to the stairs and stared blankly at the door that had been closed not long ago, when he turned his gaze, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

——The old wooden stairs will make strange noises after a long time.

Wen Yan walked down two steps holding on to the handrail, only then did he see clearly the figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.

His heart trembled, and he unconsciously clenched the hand holding the armrest.

"Who?!"

Wen Yan's voice sounded broken because of something wrong with his mood.

Immediately afterwards, the figure who had been sitting on the sofa seemed to have groped for a while before finding the light switch in the living room.

As the lights brightened, Wen Yan avoided his sight, and only raised his eyes after adapting to the light.

——Meng Shi was standing in the living room, holding a thermos cup in his hand, and was also looking up at Wen Yan.

"A special investigation team has been set up for this public opinion incident. Your mother will not come back for the time being."

Regardless of Wen Yan's strange expression, Meng Shi didn't even ask about the specific things that happened between him and Lu Congqi. He seemed to have something more urgent, and his expression was eager: "Wen Yan, since they have already found you You, what are you going to do?"

Wen Yanren's temples were throbbing, and he immediately put down his face: "Ad hoc investigation? Who to investigate?!"

"You didn't trust my dad back then, but my dad once handed over the back to you... To be honest, people are dead, do you care what they died for?"

Meng Shi looked around vigilantly, and looked at Wen Yan up and down: "Wen Yan, you can't do it alone, I can help you!"

Wen Yan sneered, and looked at Meng Shi condescendingly: "What? Are you going to cheat his son now?!"

Wen Yan turned around and prepared to leave.

Wen Yan was absolutely at the pinnacle of choking people with words, Meng Shi had no choice but to stare at Wen Yan's figure, and finally couldn't help asking: "Wen Yan, are you going to pay for your entire life? Can you tell me why?"

Wen Yan paused, but he didn't intend to turn around and talk for a long time. His tone sounded tired: "This is how people are. You must prepare enough reasons for what you want to do before you plan to do it. If you You must ask, why. Let me tell you this, the child at the beginning just wanted to steal something belonging to his father as a souvenir, but he didn’t expect to make a mistake to put the dirty and dirty things back then. take away."

"He was too scared to trust anyone around him."

"It's that simple."

Meng Shi ran upstairs, grabbed Wen Yan's hand to prevent him from leaving, and forced him to ask: "Where is Lu Congqi? You like Lu Congqi very much, don't you? Don't you believe in Lu Congqi?"

The three words 'Lu Congqi' suddenly became the epitome of all his negative emotions, and Wen Yan's face with his back to Meng Shi twisted as if suddenly in extreme pain.

He was in a trance for a while, it was the dazed and terrified moment of enlightenment, he closed his eyes tightly, and whispered in a voice only he could hear: "No wonder you asked me to stop him..."

All the doubts about Xu Qiuyue in Wen Yan's heart were understood when he learned that Lu Congqi had always known about these things and might get involved.

That was Xu Qiuyue asking Wen Yan for help hysterically.

Begging him to save her son, begging him to stop Lu Congqi.

After a long time, Wen Yan figured everything out, and suddenly smiled briefly.

He turned around, stared at Meng Shi, and said firmly, word by word, "I can give my life to him, but I must stop him from the way he wants to go."