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The card fell from her fingers to the ground, and Ji Fanmei's legs were almost too weak to stand up.She was holding on to the shoe cabinet, feeling dizzy, and for a moment she couldn't figure out whether her heart was twitching or her blood pressure was rushing upwards.The sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom" can be heard between the eardrums.

After a while, Ji Fanmei felt her heartbeat slow down and her blood pressure drop.She regained her composure—or at least calm.

She thought it might be a prank among classmates, or just a misunderstanding.

She carefully recalled the scenes of Lu Yanxue and Jian Cong staying together, and felt that there was clearly no ambiguity between the two.

But now that I think about it, this is even more self-deprecating, because even normal boys should hook their shoulders and put their backs together, but there is no physical contact between Lu Yanxue and Jian Cong, even at the same table. Writing is also like facing a big enemy, not daring to take a step beyond the thunder pool.Even occasionally, when the eyes meet, the head is turned away very quickly.

I didn't notice it at the time, but now that I think about it carefully, I feel that everything is tricky.

Is she thinking too much, or is it really...

Ji Fanmei bit her lower lip.Put the card back into the bag very quickly.

The empty house gave her enough time to calm down, and she suddenly thought that she hadn't thought so calmly for a long time.Because no matter what she asks or blames, the father and son will satisfy her unconditionally as much as possible-even if she is full of irritability, she can only punch the cotton with one fist.

She calmed down and began to think.

As the saying goes, Taoism does not show its ugliness.Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, Ji Fanmei thinks that she will rot this matter in her stomach, and it will take a long time in the future. No matter what happens now, her son will always get married and have children in the future.She was so determined that she was almost self-hypnotic.

The fresh soup stewed in the kitchen boiled to the point of overflowing, Ji Fanmei calmly turned back to the kitchen and turned off the fire, wiped off the soup stains with a rag, and continued to cook a sumptuous dinner for the table.

Lu Yanxue came back at this time.

The door of the living room rang a few times, and Lu Yanxue came back from outside.

The house was filled with the delicious smell of soup, and Lu Yanxue said while changing his shoes, "Mom, have you cooked? Then I'll eat at home tonight."

Ji Fanmei keenly heard something from his words, she asked nervously: "Where are you going after dinner?"

"I said at home yesterday that there will be a class reunion tonight." When asked by Ji Fanmei, Lu Yanxue was a little at a loss, not knowing where she got angry.

"Jian Cong...Jian Cong is going too?" Ji Fanmei asked while chopping vegetables.

Lu Yanxue was even more confused, "Of course, we are in the same class."

"hiss--"

Ji Fanmei let out a short "ah", and there was the sound of a knife hitting the chopping board in the kitchen, and Lu Yan hurried over after taking off his slippers.

"Cut hands?"

Ji Fanmei covered her thumb, and the gurgling blood dripped from between her fingers, which shocked Lu Yanxue a lot. He pulled a lot of paper from the cabinet and put it on his mother's hand with his scalp numb, and said anxiously : "Don't move, I'll get the medicine box."

There was still a bit of confetti sticking around the wound covered with paper. Lu Yanxue poured iodophor on the wound to disinfect it, then carefully wiped off the confetti with a cotton swab, and then pasted it tightly with a band-aid.

"I'll help you to the sofa." Lu Yanxue knew that his mother was a little dizzy, and her face turned pale after a while.

With his support, Ji Fanmei sat on the sofa, and she lay back with her eyes slightly closed.There is still some bruising at the moment.

Lu Yanxue knew that his mother hadn't slept well in the past few months, and the pressure was probably even greater than him. Several times when he got up at night, he looked at the light in the master bedroom. With the sound of walking, his mother shouted in the bedroom as if she suddenly woke up: "Yu Xue, are you hungry tonight?" After getting a negative answer from Lu Yanxue, she lay back on the bed again.

"Help me turn off the fire in the kitchen." Ji Fanmei said to him.

Lu Yanxue ran to the kitchen and found that the fire was off, and the soup on the stove was still steaming. "Turn off the fire, Mom," he called from the kitchen.

Ji Fanmei didn't speak.

Lu Yanxue came out and saw that Ji Fanmei was still sitting on the sofa with a pale face.

"Mom, why don't you take a break with me to cook?" He hesitated.But unexpectedly, Ji Fanmei opened her eyes and said loudly: "You are a boy, what do you cook for and who do you serve it for?!"

Lu Yanxue was so overwhelmed by his mother's unreasonable and nameless anger that he was speechless again.

"You go out to eat." Ji Fanmei said.

"I...then you..."

"I'll sleep here, don't worry about me, you go out." Ji Fanmei waved his hand to interrupt him.

Lu Yanxue knelt on one knee in front of Ji Fanmei and wiped a little blood on her finger, and said softly, "Then I'll call my dad, and I'll leave when my dad comes back, okay?"

Ji Fanmei's nose twitched slightly for a while, but she didn't say anything more.

Lu Yanxue breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily called his father to tell him that the empress was injured, and asked him when he would be home.

Now it was the evening rush hour again, Lu Zhongyang was stuck on the road, and he would not be able to fly back for a while, so he could only be in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yanxue found that his mother was looking at him with a weird, unbelievable, inexplicable look. Lu Yanxue put the phone away. Although he felt like he hadn't done anything, he felt anxious .

"How long have you known Jian Cong?" Ji Fanmei asked suddenly.

Lu Yanxue replied, "It's been two years."

Ji Fanmei was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Do you still remember that I said that I only care about your business until you graduate from high school?"

"Remember." Lu Yanxue didn't know why Ji Fanmei suddenly mentioned this matter again. It was the earth-shaking quarrel between him and his mother when he was in junior high school. Now he can't remember the reason for the quarrel, but he remembers his mother said this sentence.To say something that is not very filial, because Lu Yanxue once thought of wanting to skip a grade.

Ji Fanmei said suddenly: "I hope you can see the road under your feet clearly, and you can walk through your life steadily, and don't look back and feel regretful. I know you also complain about why I am so strict with you. I really do I want you to be an extraordinary person, but I don't want you to become a person who is not...incompatible with society. I also know that the more I stop you, the more you will do it. You all call this the rebellious period , I also understand that you are an adult now, so I will not judge you too much, but you should first think about how to get along with the society, then your parents and family, and finally yourself. Don't just If you do things according to your own preferences, you will regret it." Ji Fanmei's words can be said to be persuasive and persuasive.

Lu Yanxue is used to his mother giving orders, and it may be the first time in recent years that he has heard his mother reasoning with him like this. He always feels that this opportunity is a bit inexplicable, and it can only be attributed to his completion of the college entrance examination. His mother thinks that He is officially an adult, that's why he spoke from the bottom of his heart.

Although it was a bit inexplicable, Lu Yanxue still listened to it a little bit, and said seriously: "I know mom, to be a man, the responsibility is the most important. This is how you educated me when I was young."

Ji Fanmei stretched out her hand and touched Lu Yanxue's head, but Lu Yanxue felt his fucking hands trembling a little. After he felt it carefully, Ji Fanmei had already withdrawn her hand.She put her hands on her lower abdomen, closed her eyes and said, "There's a bag at the door, is it yours? Take it to your room."

Lu Yanxue walked to the door with some doubts and took the bag. When he saw the postcard in the bag, his hairs shivered, but he still forced himself to take the bag back to the room calmly.

He closed the door and carefully looked at the arrangement of postcards.This pile is all coded by him, even if only one sheet has been changed, he can tell.

So with just a glance, he saw the pink card that was put aside from the very center.

His limbs felt cold at first, and then a numbness and itchiness rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky, like an electric shock, also known as a thunderbolt from the blue.

When he walked out of the room, Lu Yanxue looked as usual. He said to his mother, "Mom, my dad is coming back, so I'll go first." He was still smiling, but he couldn't slow down. Almost fled from the house in a panic.

He was afraid that if he stayed in front of his mother for a while, he would call out everything, so that even the superficial calm that both sides knew to pretend would be like breaking a mirror, leaving only sharpness all over the floor.

Ji Fanmei seemed to have fallen asleep and had nothing to say.

The moment the door closed, Lu Yanxue heard a sob in a daze.But the sound of closing the door was too loud. After the door closed, everything returned to calm.

Unwilling to be clichéd, Experimental Class [-] was still clichéd for a while. After all, there were a group of middle-aged teachers accompanying the team, so the whole class went to the restaurant for dinner together.

It was a formal breakup meal, I didn't eat much, and I opened a few boxes of wine first.Everyone is an adult, and the teacher didn't hold them back anymore, and even drank crazier than the students, and they didn't refuse.

Boss Zeng even drank his head, took the wine bottle as a microphone, stood on a chair and said: "Although I, Zeng, have been saying for three years that our experimental class is not good, that is not good, but you guys, in my heart There is always a special place. I can't forget that because I was demoted from the second year of high school to the first year of high school to teach you, and I was gossiped by the ordinary class, you wanted to help me..."

The teacher, who was still conscious, was frightened to death, and hurriedly stopped him and said, "Old Zeng, what are you talking about when you're drunk!"

Everyone knew that the old class was going to talk about the whole class guarding him to go out to fight in the first year of high school, and they suddenly burst into laughter.

"Don't interrupt me." Zeng Hui'an knocked on the wine bottle, and said, "During the second year of high school, you had trouble with No. [-] Middle School. At that time, you were really motivated to study..."

"There is also the sports meeting of the third year of high school. The whole school knows that the experimental class of the third year of high school is awesome, and that the students of my old Zeng are awesome! This year of senior high school! I was staring at you studying for a second, and you and I are in the blink of an eye. It's time to break up, tell me, how did these three years go by so quickly?"

The field was quiet at first, and I don't know who was the first to blushed and shouted thickly, "Old Ban, we will always remember you, and we will always remember No. [-] Middle School!" Suddenly, it was like a switch was turned on, and everyone at the dinner table burst into tears.

And Jian Cong held Lu Yanxue's hand, the two of them didn't speak, but they held each other tightly.

Jian Cong gritted his teeth and didn't cry, his eyes were already red.

Lu Yanxue suddenly wanted to hug him, so he hugged him.

Then it seemed that a lot of people hugged him, just like the sports meeting last year, everyone gathered together, excited, crying, and howling——

In the end, I don't know how it ended. I only know that this night, my ears are full of the sound of wine bottles clinking and crying.

Lu Yanxue and Jian Cong returned to Jian Cong's house drunk. This night, there was no sound from the mobile phone, no sound in the house, and their world was quiet without any disturbance. Only the two boys hugged each other, crying and crying It's laughing.

In the fragmented memory, Lu Yanxue said: "Cong'er, five years later, if we haven't broken up after five years, I will come out to my family."

Jian Cong stretched out his little finger and said to him stubbornly, "Okay, whoever breaks up first gets the puppy."

You know, actually I am a very timid person, so I shut up all the people I love in my heart, once someone goes out of my heart, it is not my heart that let him go, but My heart is leaking, it's like a broken balloon that can't be sewn anymore, so I don't have the guts to try and put someone else in this place again because this place can't be lived anymore. ——Lu Yanxue was lying on the bed with his arms pillowed on his head, doing self-analysis with Jian Cong.

He also said that in a sense, he is a very happy person, because all his family members are still alive. His family may have disputes and quarrels, but it is complete after all, so he is protected too well child.

Once a child recognizes a person, it will never change again.

Jian Cong leaned over and said to him, I am also a child, but I am different from you, I am a child who has no sense of security.I will follow whoever gives me a sense of security. If you can love me in this life, then I can also love you in this life.

He smiled again and said, otherwise, I would change my mind very quickly.

vaguely.As if in a cloud, or in a dream, Lu Yanxue flipped onto him, looked into his eyes and said softly, OK, I will love you all my life.

His fingertips slowly slid down his spine.

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The author has something to say:

I thought about it for a long time.Do I want to tell the story of their future.But I still decided not to write, because I stopped the story here precisely because their story did not end here, but began here.

The possibilities are endless for their future and I love them.

At the same time, I love you too.

The red envelopes are coming, I love all of you who have come to this day with me and the cookies!All comments today are sent!