Late ripening

"Crack", Lu Qian stood at the door of the hospital and lit a cigarette.At three in the morning, Lin Jingyan fell asleep in the car.He stared at the car's taillights, reflecting on the hours that had just passed.The moment he received the call from the hospital, he felt the pain of losing his best friend.Lin Yuansen is his senior teacher and even a rare friend.

When he was in college, he chose law regardless of his father's wish to let him study art and inherit the art career. In fact, he just brought the rebellion of a young man and didn't want to be obedient.He never thought about what he wanted to do or what he could do in the future.He's smart, but he doesn't want to waste his energy on anything that doesn't interest him.

It wasn't until he met Lin Yuansen, the senior who sat down and listened to such a young man who was arrogant on the outside but negative on the inside, that Lu Qian really started to care about what he did.Although Lin Yuansen admitted later in the chat that at that time he just liked Lu Qian's talent and intelligence and wanted to cultivate a good seedling. Lin Yuansen had never had much patience for children.

Even so, Lu Qian is still very grateful to him.Thanks to this man who gave him a helping hand and brought him on the right track when he first entered the society independently.After learning that the teacher's wife had passed away, he took the initiative to visit, hoping to at least play a role in solving problems. After the age of 25, his arrogance turned into deepness, and his indifference to the world turned into a city. There are not many people who can thank him.

Lu Qian extinguished the cigarette on the trash can, opened the car door, and the child fell asleep in the back seat, as if he was still a little short of breath from crying just now.It didn't rain on the way here, and the thunder and lightning gradually stopped. Lu Qian could feel him weeping uncontrollably behind him, until he walked into the hospital ward and cried hoarsely.

This child did not leave a deep impression on him. He always lowered his head and ran away in a hurry after saying hello. Lu Qian remembered seeing the traces of crying on his eyes in the afternoon. At that time, he felt a little sorry for the lost mother. child's.

But now, after Lin Jingyan woke up, he had to face the fact that he lost his father.The moment the child came out of the hospital, he was in a daze, and Lu Qian was also silent, but he could feel the helplessness and despair that Jing Yan revealed besides the silence.

Lu Qian sat in the driver's seat, remembering the moment Jing Yan opened the door for him, his bare feet and the cold floor, he glanced at the sleeping child, picked up his coat and covered him, and turned to drive.

Lu Qian pulled the back seat of the car, and Lin Jingyan leaned crookedly on the back of the seat, not waking up.He paused, bent down and reached out to hug him out.The child was very light, far below the weight he should have at this age, and he was wearing a pair of ill-fitting slippers on his feet. When Lu Qian carried him out, he dropped one, revealing his thin ankles.

As the early morning wind blew, Jing Yan seemed to flinch a bit, her soft and slender hair rested on Lu Qian's arm, like the touch of some small animal.

Lu Qian gently put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt. It will be dawn in two hours.He didn't plan to sleep any more, leaned on the back of the chair that Jing Yan usually sat on, looked at the window sill and thought about what he should say for a while.He took out the cigarette case, the little man on the bed coughed, and he put it down again.

At around seven o'clock, Lin Jingyan woke up. He seemed to think that he had a dream, in which he consumed too much energy and couldn't move.He's still at home, so that means everything last night was really a dream, right?Is it because I went to the cemetery that I dreamed of the hospital again?

He rolled his eyes wearily, and saw Lu Qian who had been looking at him.Lin Jingyan suddenly struggled to sit up, he was panicked, and at the end of the panic he felt cold.The little uncle is here, which means——

"Would you like some water?" Lu Qian walked over with a water glass, Lin Jingyan stared at him motionless, as if he had forgotten how to use his limbs.Lu Qian took the water glass for a while, and put it on the table casually. "Jing Yan, I'm sorry. Your father passed away in a car accident on the way to the airport last night." He finally said it in the most direct way.

How should I say it?Lu Qian thought that no matter what he said, he couldn't change this fact.He felt that the child in front of him was not someone who could bear grief, not to mention the death of two closest family members within a year.But he didn't want to bother with too many euphemistic descriptions, especially since this scene had already happened in front of Lin Jingyan last night.

After listening to him, Jing Yan seemed to regain his ability to move. He bent his legs and buried his head in the socket formed by his knees and arms.He is very cold, his arms are not strong enough to resist the cold outside, he knows that there is no way to avoid it, nothing that has happened can be stopped, but at this moment he can only pray for the little warmth from his body.

Lu Qian watched him weeping uncontrollably, his thin back trembling and undulating under the dim light, and listened to his panting and crying sounds that were too rough for a child.He knew that maybe Lin Jingyan would be more relieved if he left this room.

But he sat down and touched the child's head for the first time without asking the child's permission, "I know you are very sad, your father and I are good friends, and I am also very sad," Jing said with his head buried under his palm. The words did not move, "You give me the mobile phone number of the head teacher, and I will ask for leave for you."

Lin Jingyan didn't move or respond, "Do you know any relatives of your parents? I'll contact you for you." Lu Qian didn't say a single extra word, he faced the current situation as if he was solving a case.Jing Yan tilted his head greatly, and slid away from his palm. Lu Qian saw that his fingers were tightly clutching his arm, and did not speak.

After a while, Lu Qian stood up and planned to order him something to eat.The moment he opened the door, he glanced back subconsciously, Jing Yan raised his head slightly from his arms to look at him, and for the first time did not avoid his eyes.His eyes were even redder than after he stayed up all night, and there was a poignant fragility in the water.

With just one glance, Lu Qian sensed that he was exuding uncontrollable despair, he turned around and opened the door to leave.

Lu Qian stood in front of the garage smoking a cigarette, with Lin Yuansen's mobile phone given to him by the hospital in his jacket pocket.Looking through the address book, Mr. Lin has very few contacts. He sent messages to some of the unknown names to confirm if they were his relatives.Maybe it's useless work, even if it's the best friend, Lu Qian has never heard him talk about his other family members.

So what, Lu Qian took a puff of cigarette and thought, even if it was a distant relative who had never been in touch, it would be easy for him to use some connections to check, the child at home could not live alone after all.

"I'll find you someone who can take care of you," go back and say that.Lu Qian smoked another one.

The delivery man rang the bell at the door, and before Lu Qian could walk over, Lin Jingyan opened the door.Lu Qian walked two steps faster, took two bags and stood in front of Lin Jingyan, the child looked up at Lu Qian who was blocking the door, and looked at him with bloodshot almond eyes, Lu Qian frowned, he wanted to ask "Why are you Always open the door without asking who it is," but he heard himself say,

"Jing Yan, I can't find any other relatives of yours, would you like to live with me?"