He asked Zhuo Yu'an this question in vain. Zhuo Yu'an never paid attention to other people's emotional problems, and was stingy in comforting them.
Instead, Shu Xiaohe beside him asked innocently
: "Dad, what is a scumbag?"
Zhuo Yu'an then looked at Lu Kuo seriously, with a warning in his eyes, not to talk nonsense in front of his children.
Lu Kuo turned around again, continued to put on the blindfold, and stopped talking all the way.
When he arrived at his home in the capital, he realized that Lu Yaoyao and Gu Ruandong had arrived home a day earlier than him. He greeted them sadly and went back to his room, not caring at all why Gu Ruandong was at the Lu family. Yaoyao
Now she sees that he is displeased, and she turns her face away and ignores him when he greets her.
Even the old man noticed that something was wrong with him. The usually noisy person suddenly became quiet, which was strange. But the old man didn't have time to pay attention to him. Man, if you are sick or injured, you can handle it yourself. Don't be pretentious.
On New Year's Eve, because of Lu Kuo's unusual silence and the arrival of Gu Ruandong, the atmosphere was quite awkward. Only one girl, Yaoyao, sat among the family of men. She felt uncomfortable. First, she remembered that Ruan Ruan was also there last year.
The second scene was when Gu's mother called her and invited her to spend the New Year, but she didn't want to refuse, and Gu Ruandong stayed at the Lu's house to accompany her without saying anything, which made her feel a little guilty.
During the New Year's Eve in the evening, she sent Ruan Ruan a message to wish her a happy New Year, and by the way asked her if she was celebrating the New Year at her mother's house?
Ruan Ruan quickly replied: Yes, Yaoyao, I also wish you a happy New Year!
Ruan Ruan changed the subject and did not mention where he was.
She was actually in the capital, in the house left to her by her grandfather. The old house had been uninhabited for a long time. She thought it would be as dusty and cold as when she came last year, but unexpectedly, the house was very clean.
, the windows are bright and clean, and the heating is on, it’s not cold at all.
The heating in this community was turned on after paying the bill in November. It was not her who paid the bill, it could only be Lu Kuo.
I remembered the scene where the two of them walked into this house hand in hand on New Year's Eve last year. In the dark, they kissed and communicated frankly. He said that he had a crush on her and would try to fall in love with her.
365 days, a whole year, she thought, he must have worked hard, but maybe love is a kind of metaphysics. Some people are like Zhuo Yu'an and Tinglan until they die, and some people may not be there for the rest of their lives.
You can't reach that point where your heart beats and you have to, like him to her.
After Ruan Ruan came out of her mother's house that night, many things suddenly became relieved. If people who are related by blood are like this, how can they expect others.
Nowadays, fireworks are banned in the whole city, so New Year's Eve is extremely quiet. Only messages keep popping up on WeChat on her mobile phone. They are all blessing messages from colleagues and students. Whether they are sent in groups or not, she is very serious about replying to them one by one.
Finally, my eyes focused on the last message, which was sent on time by Lu Kuo at midnight an hour ago.
:Happy New Year.
Ruan Ruan's hand paused, not sure whether he sent it to her in a group or individually.
But no matter what, she didn't want to go back. Even after sleeping for a year, she couldn't improve her relationship. She said forget it and really let it go. Let him go and let herself go. She would never be sloppy, even when she saw his name suddenly popping up.
, she still felt heartbroken.
This was the only message she didn't reply to.
Just as he was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, the screen of his mobile phone came on again, and there was another message from Lu Kuo.
: "Are you in the old house?"
Ruan Ruan's heart skipped a beat. He stood up and looked down from the window. Sure enough, he saw Lu Kuo standing downstairs. It was already dead of night. It was ten degrees below zero in the middle of the winter. He was standing there wearing a very thin coat, like
It was telepathy. When she opened the curtains, he also looked up.
Ruan Ruan immediately lowered the curtains, turned off the lights, and went to bed to prevent his heart from fluctuating again, but inevitably, when he lay flat on his back, his heart was still beating hard.