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忑。

In fact, she hasn't practiced calligraphy for a long time. This calligraphy was just written by her to divert her attention, and she didn't write carefully in many places.

But even so, she didn't want Brother Zheng Feng to be disappointed by her casually written words.

She was waiting for Zheng Feng to speak, waiting for the judgment on her calligraphy or some words like "sorrow and change", her heart beat faster and faster, and she didn't know what she was nervous about.

"Lu Qi, let me tell you a story."

When Zheng Feng spoke, his eyes became deeper and deeper in an instant, as if he had thrown his soul into a distant time and space, and brought back some long-sealed memories from a non-existent different world.

"There was a little boy who grew up with his mother, but never met his father. Every time he asked his mother, 'Why don't I have a father?', the mother kept silent."

"You must think that this father may have died before the boy was born, and his mother didn't want the child to suffer the pain of losing his father too early, so she was unwilling to tell him the truth, but don't worry, the truth is far crueler than this many."

Lu Qi listened quietly, her original grief of losing a loved one was gradually faded by the situation.She made no other comments, and in fact she did guess that way.

"They were very poor. The mother and son lived with six other families in a dilapidated yard that was not too big. One family occupied a small room of less than [-] square meters. The windows of the house were not tight enough. It was very cold at night. There will be water leakage, there are many people in the yard, and there are many boys who are older than him and taller than him, and they all like to fight. His mother works alone to support the family, and there is no time to send him to school. Multi-tasking, coupled with his malnutrition since he was a child and late development, it is logical that he has become the target of many boys' beatings."

"They thought he was powerless and could bully him at will, which is true because he is too thin, but he is not willing to be beaten all the time. He has gradually learned to fight back with the experience he has accumulated in the beatings. , he became more and more able to fight, and by the time he was eleven or twelve years old, he had become the leader of a gang of gangsters."

"As for these, he never let his mother know. Every time he was injured in a fight, he always made an excuse to say that he accidentally fell. His mother seldom came home. Even when she did, she had no time to guess whether what he said was true , so they kept it a secret for many years."

"In fact, he loves his mother very much, so he doesn't want her to worry about him." Lu Qi couldn't help interrupting.

"Well, yes. After junior high school, he often skipped classes to go to work, secretly used the money he earned to pay utility bills and book bills, and stuffed the rest under the bed where her mother kept the change, so that his mother would not It's easy to notice. But he didn't neglect his homework, thinking that he would earn more after taking the college entrance examination, so that his mother could live a better life."

"But he didn't get into college, and his mother couldn't wait for a better life."

"Her mother was ill, a very serious illness. He dropped out of school to work, and borrowed a lot of money from everywhere. Finally, he managed to get enough money to have an operation for his mother. However, the operation was unsuccessful, and she still left."

"That year, the boy was 17 years old. He poured all his savings, lost his only relative, and owed a lot of debt. He was really desperate and planned to commit suicide after getting his mother's ashes."

"On the day of his mother's cremation, he received a strange call."

"There was a middle-aged man's voice on the phone, claiming that he was his father, and he wanted to take him over to take care of him and help him pay off his debts. He was dubious, and went back to his mother's hometown to find an old man who knew the inside story. An answer he will never forget."

"That phone call was indeed made by his father. He didn't die. He just cheated on his mother when she was pregnant. His mother divorced him and went to live in a strange place, and the man who betrayed her went away, never to return. He didn't come back. But after he rebuilt his family, he has no children, so he thought of picking him up."

"The man promised him to help him pay off his debts, give him the best study conditions, and inheritance after death, but the boy just felt disgusted. He blacklisted that number and worked to support himself. Fortunately, At that time, those who borrowed money were people who had a good relationship with their family, and their hearts were also kind, and he gradually repaid the debt and started his own life."

"He is no longer that skinny kid who is bullied, nor is he the vicious leader of a gangster, he is just a wanderer alone."

"At the same time, he also met a lot of goodwill, and made many friends who had better conditions than him but did not look down on him at all."

"The most memorable thing is that one winter he was sitting in the corner outside a coffee shop reading a book. A small clerk working in the coffee shop led him in and bought him a cup of hot latte with his own money. Let him sit in it and drink and watch." It was because of this experience that he decided to open a coffee shop.

The simple outdoor decoration and warm indoor light are the indelible warm imprints in his memory.

He has never told anyone about the many twists and turns all the way here, but today he especially wants to confide in a girl who is also injured and is six years younger than him.

Not to win sympathy, nor to comfort the other party, just want to open up, let the scars be exposed to air and sunlight, no longer hide carefully, but let it truly heal.

Even if Zheng Feng didn't say it directly, Lu Qi could guess that such a detailed story must be his own experience.It's just that she didn't expect that Brother Zheng Feng, who seems to be cheerful and sunny, would have such a past, let alone that he would tell such a private matter to a colleague like herself who she knew not long ago.

In any case, she felt grateful.

"Brother Zheng Feng, thank you, thank you for telling me this. I also want to tell you everything about me."

Lu Qi smiled slightly. This time, instead of the rigidity and deliberation just now, she felt relaxed from the bottom of her heart.She narrated, more detailed than what she told Jiang Hao and Mu Chen last time, as if exchanging thoughts, she completely spread herself out in the sun, feeling the long-lost warmth and comfort.

Sometimes people always feel that they can slowly digest their thoughts if they have been hiding them all the time. They don’t know that many times they just hide the pain in a certain corner of their hearts. of healing.

The summer wind blows into the gaps in the window panes of the old house, bringing in the cool breeze of the grass leaves. The old flags and flags of the old house are fluttering with the wind, making hunting sounds. I don’t know if it’s the wind or the flags.

The sound of the wind and the sound of the flag broke the knot between him and her.

57. My summer

After helping Lu Qi with Grandpa Li's funeral, Lu Qi made it clear that she didn't want anyone to disturb her and wanted to be quiet for a while, so Mu Chen and Jiang Hao each got busy with their own affairs, and Mu Chen was going to attend the event in late August. Jiang Hao continued to do his own software design.

The theme of the art festival competition is "summer time", which is also suitable for the occasion.This is the largest competition in the urban area, and the judges are relatively professional. It is a good opportunity for exercise.

The theme of "Midsummer Time" is not difficult, there are many materials that can be used, but it is not so easy to ask for new ones, because the landmarks of Midsummer are too common, and it is even likely that multiple people will collide with their ideas, so it is necessary to consider properly.

Midsummer, in the eyes of many people, may be the carnival of summer vacation, the coolness of swimming in the sea, the noisy cicadas in the afternoon, and the asphalt road that is steaming in the sun...

But these are not new at all, what if you think in a different direction?Midsummer is not only the scenery and things to do in summer, but also the people in summer, but if it is a character theme, it is too superficial to express "midsummer" only with summer costumes...

Mu Chen thought about the pain in his temples, and lay down on the bed in the shape of "big" in distress.

The blazing sun shines in from outside the window, and the sound of cicadas and the notification tone of the mobile phone sound at the same time.

[Lu Qi: Thank you, I'm much better now, and I'll go back to work in the coffee shop tomorrow, so I have time to do quizzes together. ]

Thinking of what happened to Lu Qi just now, Mu Chen felt very embarrassed. Lu Qi was abandoned by such parents, and Grandpa Li was her only support, but now her only spiritual sustenance is gone.

When Jiang Hao accompanied her to take care of Grandpa Li's funeral that day, her eyes were dimmed, and her face turned pale as if she had been drained of blood, which made people worry that she would fall to the ground the next moment. .

Fortunately, everyone cares about her very much. The brothers and sisters in the coffee shop helped Lu Qi find a new place to live. They only need to wait for Lu Qi to go and have a look, and they will settle down, and they will help her pay the rent; Jiang Hao bought it for Grandpa Li. Mu Chen noticed the cemetery, it was the same cemetery as Grandpa Jiang.

The warmth of friendship may really ease the pain of the loss of a loved one.Judging by the tone of Lu Qi's message now, it should have started to come out.

Life always has to go on, and it doesn't stand still for any reason or anyone.

After closing Lu Qi's dialog box, Mu Chen began to think about the selection of materials for his entries. He casually flipped down the message box, and a note suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and Mu Chen suddenly became excited.

! ! !How could I forget that there is a savior! ! !

If you have a think tank, you don't need to be struck by lightning!

[Mu Chen: Is Miss Chu Yi there? ]

[Zhuo Chuyi: Yes, I happen to be free today, so it looks like you have something to look for me? ]

[Mu Chen: Then I'll get straight to the point. There was an art festival competition recently. I signed up for the painting group. The theme is "Summer Time".