Late ripening

Lu Qian looked at this child who seemed to have grown up overnight. It was no longer a child, nor was it overnight, but the result of growing up slowly during the days and nights he neglected.

The words he said in front of Jing Yan became ridiculous, and he was suddenly afraid, afraid that he would become like his father.He thought he had tried his best to do a good job, but he didn't know that the theoretical methods he had imagined were just words on paper.

No one is a machine made up of equations, let alone Jing Yan.When you don't try to understand someone, your so-called company is just false light and heat.

Jing Yan picked up the gift that was thrown on the sofa and put it beside Lu Qian. "I bought this for you." He walked back to his room and closed the door.The living room was very quiet, and so was Jing Yan's room, but Lu Qian couldn't help but wonder what he would be like in the back of the room.

Did you run back because you didn't want to cry in front of me?

He unwrapped the present and put the red ribbon aside.It was his usual peppermint perfume.Jing Yan may have never been in his cloakroom, Lu Qian imagined how many perfumes he tried in the store before he found this bottle, stood up and walked to his door.

Jing Yan covered his face in a bit of exhaustion and collapsed on the bed.It is very happy to say the words that have been buried in my heart for a long time, but I am very tired after calming down.He didn't know what his little uncle would think of him, whether he would think his behavior was childish.

He didn't cry. The tears just now were wiped away by him, so they wouldn't flow out again.

Lu Qian knocked on the door and walked in, Jing Yan flinched, not wanting to look back at him. "Jing Yan, I'm sorry," the little uncle sat down beside him and apologized to him sincerely.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have guessed your thoughts without asking you clearly. I apologize to you. What you just said was very good. I'm not angry. I'm very glad that you can tell me your thoughts." Lu Qian's tone Speaking calmly, he wanted to see Jing Yan's face, but he didn't know whether to touch him or not.

The room was stuffy and hot, and Jing Yan's palms were sweaty.Lu Qian turned on the air conditioner and communicated with him as gently as possible. "But I still hope you can think about it, what you really want to learn and what you want to do. I didn't communicate with you enough before. It's my fault."

He looked at the villain who turned his back and didn't respond to him, and put his hands on his shoulders tightly, "Just do what you like and what you are interested in. You should be the most complete and independent self. No You need to give up yourself to accommodate others, and let me understand you, okay?"

Jing Yan felt that his shoulders hurt a little from being held, and he really wanted to turn around and vent his grievances in his little uncle's arms for a while.But he held back.

He always had conflicts with Lu Qian, and those small wounds always healed quickly.This time he didn't want to soothe himself so quickly and go to his side like a normal person.

Liang Shiyu ran to the door of the third class and looked in, "Lin Jingyan," she called out.Jing Yan walked over, "What's the matter?" "I'm going home at noon, so I won't have dinner with you."

Jing Yan nodded, and Liang Shiyu ran back to her class.Someone passed by and bumped into him, and it hurt a little when his arm hit the door lock.The boy glanced at him and went into the classroom without saying a word.Jing Yan returned to his seat without saying a word.

Yao Yihang sat next to him and dozed off, "I really regret choosing science, this physics class made me almost sleepy." He glanced at Jing Yan, "Hey, why is your arm bruised?"

Jing Yan's skin is fair, and mosquito bites tend to be red, swollen and swollen in summer, Yao Yihang has long been used to it.But now a scary bruise appeared on Jing Yan's arm.Jing Yan was a little scared when he heard Yao Yihang's loud voice, "It's okay, I bumped into it just now."

The boys sitting in the front looked back at them, and the teacher walked in to prepare for the lesson.He took out his book and notebook, a little absent-minded.He still chose science, and was lucky to be in the same class as some of his former classmates.The new class feels strange, especially recently, he always feels that there are a few boys who are not very friendly to him.

But it doesn't matter, he put the chores behind him, and going all out to study is what he should do now.

It seems that there is no autumn in S city. There are only three or four short months of cold in a year, and the wind at the end of October is still hot.The students are active on the playground, enjoying the only physical education class in the last half term.

Jing Yan was standing on the track in short-sleeved shorts to warm up, and a girl next to her showed envious eyes, "Lin Jingyan, what brand of sunscreen do you usually wear, it's so white." A boy taller and stronger than Yao Yihang walked by, " Tsk, whiter and thinner than girls."

The girl next to her was a little embarrassed, Jing Yan moved her knees blankly.The boy who walked over was Tang Hao, who was the representative of the biology class in the class.Jing Yan didn't speak a few words to him, he didn't know what the other party meant, but he could feel the contempt in those words.

Several boys were divided into two teams to play basketball. Jing Yan was not familiar with them, and he didn't want to force himself in. He practiced shooting at the basket by himself.In fact, he didn't like playing basketball very much, and the sun hurt his eyes.

Yao Yihang ran over while wiping his sweat, "Come and play with me." Jing Yan looked at the group of people standing in the distance, "I won't go, I'll go up and do my homework in a while." Yao Yihang still thought What did you say? With a bang, the basketball hit Jing Yan's head from a distance.

He was dizzy from the blow and fell to the plastic floor of the basketball court.Yao Yihang quickly knelt down to help him, but Jing Yan gritted his teeth and couldn't stand up. After the dizziness passed, there was burning pain in his elbows and knees.He didn't look at it, probably bleeding from a scratch.

"Aren't you fucking sick? Can you throw the ball here from such a distance?" Yao Yihang was so angry that he threw the ball over, and a few people came running from a distance to watch them. "It's all right," someone asked from the side, "Try to hit you?" Yao Yihang yelled at them angrily.

"We didn't do it on purpose." Tang Hao waved Yao Yihang's hand away indifferently, "It's just a ball hit. Which man hasn't been hit by a ball before? Don't come to the basketball court if you can't play. Take him quickly Go to the infirmary."

Yao Yihang's violent temper was on the verge, Jing Yan was afraid that he would really fight with others, so he grabbed him by the collar and asked him to help him to the infirmary.

After school, my friend stood by the side of the road and waited for the bus with Jing Yan. "Why don't you quarrel with them?" Liang Shiyu muttered and complained to his companions, "They just don't like Jing Yan. I heard it before, that Tang Hao bullied the boys in his class before, because of that Boys are good at Chinese, but Wenwen is weak and loves to play with girls."

"I want to fight! Jing Yan stopped me in the infirmary and wouldn't let me go." After Yao Yihang finished speaking, he comforted Jing Yan, "Don't pay attention to what they say. We all think you are very nice. You must only fight and kill."

He is not very good at comforting people, and a few words made both of them laugh.

Lu Qian's car drove over, and the little uncle drove to pick him up by himself during this time.Jing Yan was afraid that he would notice something and changed his trousers and put on a coat.

"Hello, Uncle." After the summer vacation, Jing Yan told a few friends about the situation at home, and Liang Shiyu sent Jing Yan to the car like an old man.Before Jing Yan could speak, she couldn't wait to explain clearly, "Jing Yan was hit by someone throwing a basketball in physical education class in the afternoon, we sent him to the infirmary to apply medicine, but you still have to be careful not to get inflammation when you go home."

Jing Yan felt helpless, Lu Qian looked at his long-sleeved trousers. "Okay, I see, thank you." After speaking, he drove home.

There were only the two of them in the confined space, and the atmosphere instantly became dull.The child is still angry with him, Lu Qian can feel it.He drove to a place where he could park, looked at the man who was only facing him with the back of his head, "Where did you hurt? I'll see if I need to go to the hospital."

"It's not serious, just wipe it off. Apply the medicine and it will be fine." Lu Qian said as softly as possible, "Then take off your coat and let me have a look, okay?"

Jing Yan is actually a little hot, and the little uncle talks to him so nicely.He took off his coat and touched the wound on his elbow, making a "hiss" in pain.

Lu Qian grabbed his arm to keep him from moving, "Why is the wound so big? Is the leg hurt too? I'll take a look later." Jing Yan's hand was held, and the heat from the little uncle came from the palm of his hand. itchy.

He went around to a nearby hospital and prescribed the medicine that had been prescribed in the infirmary.Lu Qian looked at the bloody wound on his knee, "If you can't walk, I'll carry you there." Jing Yan didn't know whether he was angry or shy, and insisted on walking to the car with a blushing face.

At night, he was leaning on the bed. Lu Qian carefully applied the medicine to him, then sat on the chair and asked him, "Which classmate did you have a conflict with? Or did you accidentally hit you?" "Maybe he was not careful." Jing Yan lowered his head to study the red and purple marks on his legs after taking the medicine.

Lu Qian frowned, "It's really not intentional?" Jing Yan glanced at him, as if he could see through what he was thinking, "Even I can solve it myself. Besides," he lay down in another position, "You Don’t you want me to communicate more with my classmates?”

Lu Qian was at a loss for words for a moment, he wanted to say that he didn't mean to push him out.But looking at the child in front of him who seemed to be on the tip of his horns, he didn't speak.

At noon on the weekend, Jing Yan walked to the entrance of the cinema, and several new classmates from Class [-] invited him to go to the cinema together.When the little uncle asked him where he was going when he was going out, he became a bit rebellious, changed his shoes and went out without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, he felt frustrated, since he could know his itinerary today just by asking Mrs. Yu, his behavior was like a child's ineffective prank.

He leaned on the pillars of the shopping mall and waited for his classmates, "Lin Jingyan," someone called him.Several newly acquainted classmates came over, Jing Yan waved to them, and the boy named Tang Hao was also behind.There were no friends he knew well, so he was timid for a moment, but he pretended to be nonchalant and walked to them.

After several people bought movie tickets, a girl offered to buy popcorn for everyone. "I'll go with you," Jing Yan thought that she might not be able to get that much.Halfway between the two, the girl was called away by someone behind.

Jing Yan struggled to hold three barrels of popcorn at the counter, and there were five bottles of Coke in the bag.He waited for a while, but no one came to him, so he had to carefully walk towards the entrance with his things.The girl didn't know what she was talking to Tang Hao, and the chat was heated.He put down his things and stood silently at the end of the line.

For a moment he regretted watching this movie, but soon he used other reasons to cheer himself up.

The movie was a bit boring, Jing Yan felt upset after watching it for a while, so he went to the bathroom to use the toilet.As soon as he came out and opened the compartment door, a bottle of Coke was sprayed on his face.

Tang Hao shook the soda bottle in his hand, and said indifferently, "Oh, I'm sorry, I shook it a bit, but the lid wasn't closed tightly." There were only the two of them in the bathroom, and Jing Yan didn't want to know how he just walked away with the Coke Go to the door of your own compartment.His hair was sticky and his eyes were uncomfortable. He bypassed Tang Hao and walked to the sink to wash his face.

The boy in front of him shook his way and blocked his way, as if looking down at him, "Yo? Did you cry after being splashed with Coke?" Jing Yan ignored him.His eyes were just red from being irritated, and he didn't cry.The boy was still standing in the back and making sarcastic remarks, "If you feel wronged, you can complain to others. Anyway, I think your friends are a bunch of gossipers."

Jing Yan threw the tissue paper to wipe his hands into the trash can, turned his head and looked directly at him, "Are you fucking sick?" He didn't care about cleaning up his hair, and pushed the door hard and left.

I should have learned a few more curse words from Yao Yihang, he thought to himself.

Walking out of the gate of the mall, a gust of cold wind blows over.Jing Yan felt that the temperature had started to cool down, and his head was still wet.He walked top-heavy, thinking about how to get home.There was a hand holding his arm, and he thought it was the boy who was pestering him endlessly.

The little uncle did not know how to appear here. There was a simple ashtray made of soda cans beside him. There were two or three cigarette butts in it. He must have been waiting here for a while.Jing Yan realized that there was still some sticky unwashed syrup on his arm, so he retracted his hand.

Lu Qian grabbed him a little tighter and brought him into his arms.He saw that Jing Yan was fine before going out, but now his eyes are bloodshot, and his hair is messy and wet, "What's going on?" Jing Yan just opened his mouth to explain,

"Hello." Tang Hao rushed out from the shopping mall, as if he was not convinced that Jing Yan scolded him just now.Lu Qian turned around and squinted his eyes, turned his hand to let Jing Yan stay behind him, but still grabbed him.

"Who are you looking for?" Lu Qian asked him in a worse tone than him.

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