01
At 11:20 in the evening, Lu Jianian looked up from the pile of financial statements and moved his stiff shoulders. She turned on her phone, and there was a message from Shen Mingzhao in the notification bar.
Shen Mingzhao: Alert! Your working hours have reached the upper limit, please cherish your hair and take proper rest.
It also comes with a bald emoji.
Lu Jianian couldn't help laughing, and replied: If you know how to worry about it, you should go to bed quickly.
This is her eighth consecutive overtime work. The company is not very large, but the financial work at the end of the year is heavy. Of course, she is not the only employee in the finance room, but the other accountant is a related accountant, so the task naturally falls on her head.
Seeing that he couldn't finish his work in a while, Lu Jianian was going downstairs to get some air. When she returned from overtime recently, she always felt that someone was following her. Yesterday she also saw an alcoholic staggering towards her and being pulled away by another person. It was so dark in the alley at that time that she couldn't see clearly, and she didn't know if the two were in a group. She was a little scared, so she was going to stay in the company tonight.
It was a cold December night. She bought a cup of hot coffee and sat in a daze by the window of the convenience store. The place where the company is located is close to the commercial street, and there are New Year's Eve activities. The opposite side is brightly lit, reflecting in the pupils like a colorful galaxy.
Suddenly, a dark cloud blocked the bright starlight.
It was a man in a gray sweater. He had probably just bought cigarettes from the convenience store when he happened to be standing in front of Lu Jianian. His shoulders are broad, and his neck line is beautiful, extending from under the jet black hair to the gray collar. This scene unprovoked reminded Lu Jianian of a vase he had taken a fancy to when he was reading.
A cigarette burns out, and the man turns around and throws the cigarette butt into the ashtray. Lu Jianian seemed to have been hit by him on the head, and instantly straightened his body, the paper cup in his hand was slightly dented.
The man also noticed her, and after a moment of silence, he hooked his fingers at her through the glass. The convenience store has only one exit, and there is nowhere to escape, so Lu Jianian had no choice but to walk over.
With his hands in his pockets and his back straight, he looked down at her: "Lu Jianian, it's really you."
She smiled unnaturally: "Long time no see...Fu Yanxi."
How long is it?
In retrospect, the last time Lu Jianian saw Fu Yanxi was outside her university, and the time fell on Qiuhu's tail. There is no direct high-speed train between the two cities. He has been on the train all day and night. The dark circles under his eyes are as deep as two punches.
As soon as she received the call, she immediately took a taxi to the school. But when she saw the silhouette of the school gate from a distance, her footsteps slowed down.
Fu Yanxi put his hands in his pockets and kicked the concrete as if he was emotional, making a "chacha" sound. The streetlights stretched his shadow long, making him thinner.
She took a deep breath, walked over, and met his angry eyes.
At that time, he questioned her: "Lu Jianian, why did you lie to me?"
Memories of an old DVD disc like a cassette, stopped at that scene of that day. So, she pulled out the disc and thought that was the end of the story.
02
The beginning of the story has to be traced back to a very young age, the two families have been neighbors since their parents. Lu Jianian has been obedient and obedient since childhood, with good grades, and belongs to other people's children, and Fu Yanxi is her little tail.
Still noisy and annoying.
"Jia Nian, I heard that you won the first prize of the competition again. You are really amazing!"
"Good year, the teacher asked us to write the essay "The Most Wanted Person". Do you want to write it in your class?"
He is like a sparrow chirping outside the window in the morning. For a long time, Lu Jianian has suffered from it, and he has been able to endure it until now, all because of Fu Yanxi's mother's face. After all, Mother Fu has always been very kind to her. Her mother is busy with work, and she spends every night at Fu's house.
After dinner, she went to help Fu Yanxi with her homework as usual. Unexpectedly, he spread out his hands, and half of his body was lying on Zuo Wen: "Zuo... Composition is not needed! I can write it myself."
She gave an "oh" and sat on the other side, burying her head in the math Olympiad. Fu Yanxi peeked at her out of the corner of the eye, still feeling uneasy, and moved the chair slightly to face her back.
After school the next day, Lu Jianian didn't wait for Fu Yanxi, and finally she found him in the garbage area behind the teaching building.
Fu Yanxi was startled, lowered his head and wiped something with his sleeve, his voice sounded muffled through the fabric: "I accidentally threw my text into the trash, and I've been looking for it for a long time."
Lu Jianian frowned: "Who did it?"
"what?"
"I said, who threw your composition into the trash!" She couldn't help but increase her volume.
Fu Yanxi didn't speak, and she didn't ask any more questions. She grabbed Zuo Wen in his hand and wiped off the stains on it gently with a tissue. She opened the cover, and the title was "The Most Wanted Person", with the teacher's red pen marking the high scores and praise comments next to it.
Lu Jianian's face twitched, because the first sentence of this composition reads: The person I most want to be is Lu Jianian's father.
There were still tears on Fu Yanxi's face, and she looked up at her timidly: "Uncle Lu sacrificed himself to save people. He was a great hero. I just... also want to be a policeman like him."
She snorted, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and the compliment to Dad Lu seemed to be very useful to her. She smoothed the composition and handed it to him: "Let's go, crying bun hero."
He patted the back of his head embarrassedly: "I just sprained my foot, you go back first, don't worry about me."
The twilight shone all over the sky, as if overturning Monet's palette, and even the clouds were dipped into a deep reddish tint. Lu Jianian was walking on the long ramp with Fu Yanxi on his back, and the spring flowers were blooming along the way. He was probably really tired, and he fell asleep on her back not long after, the sound of shallow breathing mixed in the evening wind, mixed with a few words of dreaming.
She smiled helplessly, her voice soft, scattered in the unmanned campus.
"But Fu Yanxi, you know, I don't want him to be a hero, I just want him to watch me grow up."
Lu Jianian reported the writing to the grade director. Soon, the teacher found out who was bullying Fu Yanxi. That person was the famous troublemaker in their class. After being trained from the director's office, he gave Fu Yanxi a disdainful look: "Lu Jianian's little follower."
At that time, Fu Yanxi was not very tall, thin and small, because he was always by Lu Jianian's side, he was always ridiculed and excluded by the troublemaker. Lu Jianian suddenly kicked him fiercely, pulling Fu Yanxi away from the "criminal scene" in his wailing sound.
Fu Yanxi couldn't run anymore, he was panting with his hands on his knees: "Aren't you afraid that he will sue you at the director's place?"
"Just tell me, the teacher may believe him or me." Lu Jianian replied nonchalantly.
Fu Yanxi looked at her with a moved face. His complexion was pale, and his face flushed slightly after running vigorously. Lu Jianian put his hand on his shoulder and said solemnly, "Fu Yanxi, with such poor physical fitness, you can't be a police officer. Listen to my advice and turn your back."
Fu Yanxi felt that she was moved too early.
Those good days didn't last long. On the eve of graduation, Lu's mother was going to remarry, and Lu Jianian was going to move to another city. She was very happy that her mother could have a new beginning, but when she thought of Fu Yanxi, she felt a little melancholy. Sure enough, on the day of seeing off, Fu Yanxi cried into walnut eyes and followed her mother Fu without saying a word.
Lu Jianian rolled down the car window and beckoned to him: "Little crying bag, see you at the school gate on the day of school."
That summer became extremely long. Finally, when the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant, Fu Yanxi changed into a new school uniform early, thinking about countless things to say along the way.
The sky that day was extraordinarily blue and the style was gentle, but he waited for a long time at the school gate, but he never waited for Lu Jianian.
That was the first time Lu Jianian deceived Fu Yanxi.
03
Seeing Fu Yanxi again was at the high school opening ceremony three years later.
Lu Jianian came to the stage to speak as a freshman representative of the first year of high school. Under the podium was a freshman Wu Yangyang. For some reason, she could see Fu Yanxi at a glance. He has grown a lot taller, standing in the crowd with a 1.8 meter head like a bamboo, with a refreshing stance and a tall and straight posture, he really has a bit of a policeman's demeanor.
Lu Jianian didn't dare to go to meet each other, afraid that he would still remember the missed appointment, and the guilt would flood her with guilt.
until half a month later. It was a weekend. Lu Jianian was working part-time in a photo studio near the school. When she heard the sound of the wind chimes being banged, she turned around and caught Fu Yanxi by surprise.
Fu Yanxi looked around and asked, "Classmate, can you take pictures?"
There was no surprise on his face, did he know she was here on purpose? Lu Jianian had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and after a while, he opened the transparent curtain of the inner room and led him in. The photos were taken quickly, and Lu Jianian handed him the documents, but he was so nervous that his hands were shaking.
He said "thank you", but when he took the receipt, he found that the person on the other side was also working hard. A thin document was pulled between the two parties, he didn't look up at her, his head was lowered.
Lu Jianian felt a dull and uncomfortable feeling in his heart, like a mallet hitting his heart. They used to talk about everything, but now they are only polite, and she is just his classmate. And the late apology stuck in his throat, and he was silent.
Then, she let go of her hand and watched him walk out of the photo studio.
"Ding Lingling—" The wind bell rang again.
Lu Jianian suddenly looked back and saw Fu Yanxi standing at the door again. The autumn wind blew over, and he blinked: "Lu Jianian, I've waited for you for three years."
"One thousand and ninety-five days," he added in a footnote.
"It's obviously me who was deceived, but even the first sentence of the reunion has to wait for me to speak." He sighed long, "Lu Jianian, I really have nothing to do with you."
Lu Jianian's eyes instantly turned red, she reached out to rub it, and the tears couldn't stop flowing: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to miss the appointment. At that time, my brother was always hospitalized when he was not in good health, and my mother was busy taking care of it. He, don't worry that I will come to study alone."
"Hey, Lu Jianian, don't cry!"
Fu Yanxi had only seen Lu Jianian scold him since he was a child. Where did he see her cry? He was frightened and scrambling. Just in time for the photo studio owner to come back, he thought Fu Yanxi was a rogue from where, bullying the girl in his shop, and almost kicked him out with a broom.
In the autumn of the first year of high school, with the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the wind, Lu Jianian and Fu Yanxi reconnected.
They exchanged each other's lives and talked about the distant future. Fu Yanxi wanted to go to the police academy as always, but Lu Jianian wanted to be a director. Fu Yanxi didn't think she was unrealistic like others, but found an opportunity for her to try.
Next month will be the school's 40th anniversary, and the student union plans to shoot a commemorative short film. Lu Jianian stayed up many nights to see the video materials. In order to take pictures of the students stepping into the campus one after another in the morning light, she rushed to the school in the dark at four in the morning. This kind of thing is not easy to trouble others. Lu Jianian walked out of the door with the equipment on his back, but unexpectedly saw Fu Yanxi who had been waiting outside.
In the dark night, the light of the street lamps hit him, like a hero from a movie.
After the final short film was broadcast, it won unanimous praise from the teachers and students of the whole school. Taking this opportunity, Lu Jianian proposed to the head teacher to transfer to the professional editing and directing class. Their high school is the only school in the city with professional training, but the top cultural students have always been the focus of the school.
That night, Lu Jianian asked Fu Yanxi out for a walk, and the two sat side by side by the riverbank. At the top of the head is the galaxy in the sky, and at the foot is the neon in the world.
The head teacher felt that it was not a problem to be admitted to a key university with her grades, and it would be a waste of time to switch to art, and advised her to consider it carefully.
"Fu Yanxi, am I being too self-willed?" After speaking, Lu Jianian raised his head and stretched his arms to reach the weeping willow above his head.
Seeing this, Fu Yanxi also raised his hand, and his sleeves slid down to reveal his smooth forearm. He was tall and had slender hands, and he easily lowered the wicker and placed it in her palm.
"Go ahead and do it when you decide. You will definitely become a great director in the future."
"Do you really think so?" She looked at him in surprise.
"To be honest, I used to think that you were going to take the academic path in the future, but..." Fu Yanxi recalled that morning after four o'clock, the night was as dark as a bucket of ink was poured down, and the The camera is the only light source. He was immersed in memories, like a dream, "But in a good year, your eyes are especially bright when you pick up the camera, better than the morning light of that day."
Lu Jianian was stunned for a moment, and the wicker in his hand bounced back with a "clatter", awakening a group of birds perched on the tree, and they all fluttered from her heart.
It turned out that she was not the only one glowing.
04
High school life was busy and fulfilling, and Lu Jianian also learned well in the editing and directing class. In the last winter vacation, she followed the class to other places to do pre-art training training. Every day, the classroom, dormitory, and canteen were on the line at three o'clock.
It was very cold that winter, but Fu Yanxi still sent her a firework.
It was New Year's Eve, and all the roommates were asleep. Lu Jianian was wearing headphones and covered in a thick quilt. The fireworks sent by Fu Yanxi were placed in this small world.
"Lu Jianian, happy new year, I hope you can get what you want in the new year."
The cold wind whistled and the branches swayed. She saw from the screen that Fu Yanxi's hand holding the hat was red from the cold. She didn't know how long he had been preparing in the cold wind for these few minutes of fireworks.
Lu Jianian turned over with his phone in his arms, as if countless fireworks were still blooming in his heart, and the sound passed quickly.
The seventeen-year-old fireworks are beautiful. Lu Jianian thought that the future would be just as good. She could go to the same city with Fu Yanxi, but she didn't expect that the last person who missed the appointment was still herself.
After the college entrance examination, Lu Jianian went to another famous university of finance and economics without telling Fu Yanxi, and studied accounting which has nothing to do with the director. After the university started, Fu Yanxi came to her and asked her why, why she lied to him, and why she gave up her dream of being a director.
She just sighed and said calmly: "The former head teacher of the volunteering school approached me, and she showed me many real examples, which made me understand that dreams cannot be eaten, and the hard work I put in can't get the corresponding rewards. , so I gave up."
"What do you want in return?"
"Money, who doesn't work for money? I used to think that being a director would be very rich, but when I really got in touch, I found out that only a very few people can make money."
Lu Jianian laughed: "I call it a timely stop loss."
Fu Yanxi looked straight at her: "I'm not."
Lu Jianian avoided his sight and looked at the flying insects on the street lamps: "I know, you and my dad are the same kind of people. But after his heroic sacrifice, what did he leave to his family? The comfort money was left to grandpa. Grandma, my mother worked hard and worked several jobs to pull me up, and it took me so many years to find a new support, and I was scolded in the spine."
Her voice became colder and colder: "You guys think he's great, I just think he's selfish. For his own ideals, the pain is left to the living."
Fu Yanxi suddenly felt that she was very strange.
Lu Jianian understood the disappointment in his eyes, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "Fu Yanxi, I have always been like this, timid, swaying, weighing the pros and cons, at first I didn't dare to take the initiative to admit my mistake, and later I didn't dare to change decisively for my dreams. Professional. You feel disappointed because you never recognize me."
"Well, I understand." Fu Yanxi turned around, but before taking a few steps, she called out to her again, "Lu Jianian, although our pursuits are different, I wish you all the best, and the future will be a happy year. ."
He didn't look back, and kept moving forward out of her sight.
Lu Jianian thought that scene was Fu Yanxi's last memory. Unexpectedly, many years later, on New Year's Eve in a small city, she would be caught off guard and meet him.
After a long time, Lu Jianian asked politely, "Why did you come here?"
Fu Yanxi smiled lightly: "I'm here on a business trip, do you think I'm here for you?"
These words are not very beautiful, but they hit Lu Jianian's delusion deep in her heart, making her embarrassed and embarrassed, and the demeanor that an adult should have disappeared. She didn't want to entangle with him any longer, and said bluntly that she would go back to work overtime.
Fu Yanxi walked faster than her and walked in the direction of her company: "It's so late, I'll take you off."
Lu Jianian politely declined: "Don't bother, my company is very close."
"I insist." Fu Yanxi expressed his attitude with actions.
The two walked silently in the darkness like this. After walking a few steps, Lu Jianian realized something and stopped to stare at him: "How do you know my company is here? Officer Fu, should I not be your suspect? "
Fu Yanxi looked as usual: "Oh, I saw you walking out of the building in the convenience store."
Do I need to stay that long in a convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes? In the vast sea of people, can he lock her in the first time?
But these are all delusions.
Lu Jianian didn't want to think about it any more, just replied, "Then your eyes are so good."
Fu Yanxi smiled usefully: "This is also one of our police's professional skills."
The zero o'clock fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky. Lu Jianian looked up, remembering that he gave her a fireworks that year, and couldn't help saying, "Fu Yanxi, happy new year."
Fu Yanxi turned his body sideways and looked down at her. After a while, he moved his mouth and said, "Happy New Year."
At this moment, Lu Jianian's phone rang, and the words "Shen Mingzhao" were brightly displayed on the screen. After she was connected, she took a few steps aside and said something with a smile on her face. Fu Yanxi waited aside, became inexplicably irritable, took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, but after thinking for a moment, he crushed the cigarette in his hand.
After the brief call, Lu Jianian walked back, feeling much better, and said to Fu Yanxi with a smile, "Thank you tonight, my company is right in front, goodbye."
She said politely, if this is their ending, at least keep their due respect, never see each other again, forget the rivers and lakes.
Lu Jianian turned to leave, and his arm was suddenly pulled gently. When she turned her head, Fu Yanxi was surrounded by splendid neon lights and shadows. His face was shrouded in darkness, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, as if a torrential rain was about to fall.
The next moment, she was pulled into his arms forcibly, and the strong heartbeat came through the place where the skin was touching.
"Lu Jianian, I lied.
"I came here specially to find you."
The storm in his eyes fell, involving her, unable to extricate herself.
05
After fleeing that night, Lu Jianian always had the same dream over and over again. In the dream, she bought back the vase that she had been thinking about for a long time, and replaced it with the freshest flowers every day. But on a normal day, the vase accidentally shattered to the ground.
Lu Jianian struggled in the nightmare, and was finally awakened by Shen Mingzhao's phone call. Today is my mother's death anniversary, and they made an appointment to go to worship together.
Putting the forget-me-not in front of the tombstone, Shen Mingzhao slowly talked about the events of the past year. It was a gloomy day in the middle of winter, the wind was blowing cold, and there were snowflakes falling.
Lu Jianian was still flipping over his umbrella in his bag, and a dark shadow shrouded his head. She raised her head and met a pair of familiar eyes.
Fu Yanxi was dressed in black and held a black umbrella, all of which were tilted towards her. He looked over her shoulder and saw the picture on the tombstone. He frowned: "When did Auntie die?"
Shen Mingzhao answered first, "Six years ago."
At this sensitive time, Fu Yanxi couldn't help but think of what happened back then. Could her giving up have something to do with her aunt's death?
Lu Jianian glared at Shen Mingzhao, and he immediately made a zipper movement around his mouth.
Fu Yanxi turned to look at the scene of their intimacy, the blue veins on the back of the hand holding the umbrella bulged. He frowned, but didn't ask.
Lu Jianian didn't mean to introduce it. From the moment Fu Yanxi appeared, her mind was like a mess, she just wanted to sideways to escape from under his umbrella, so she simply took Shen Mingzhao's hand: "After watching my mother, let's Let's go back."
Fu Yanxi's pupils tightened, she quickly grabbed her other hand, and asked, "He... Who is he?"
Lu Jianian wanted to say, what does this have to do with you?
They have long since parted ways since their goodbyes many years ago, and have since fallen into a lot of helplessness in the world. All her present and future had long since said goodbye to Fu Yanxi.
It's okay to let him misunderstand like this.
But before she could speak, Shen Mingzhao stepped forward and extended his hand to him: "Hello, I'm Lu Jianian's younger brother. It's a bit complicated to say, my father is her stepfather, and her mother is my stepmother, Do you understand? Oh, and it's not me who said that you are too partial. I've been standing here for so long, and I haven't seen you put your umbrella on my side a little bit. It's good that I'm my sister too. Brother."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Lu Jianian remained silent. Shen Mingzhao didn't think it was enough to hit the ride, so he chatted with Fu Yanxi. Fu Yanxi's mood seemed to become a little happy, and he answered all questions.
"I came to see my classmate from the police academy. He died in the mission not long ago."
But when he asked him about his business trip, his eyes were a little dazed, and the veins on the hand holding the steering wheel were slightly raised.
Lu Jianian's fingers poked forward, but were weakly retracted. She lowered her eyes: "Are you here for his business?" After speaking, she felt inappropriate again, "Sorry, you can leave it if you don't want to."
"Are you caring about me?" Just at the red light, Fu Yanxi turned to look at her with deep eyes, "Jianian, I have no secrets with you. I will tell you everything you want to know."
Shen Mingzhao closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, but secretly pricked up his ears.
The car started, and Fu Yanxi said calmly, "I was transferred here to take over his unfinished case. I will be here for a long time. You can call me if you need it."
It wasn't until after getting off the bus that Lu Jianian realized that her palms were deeply scratched by her fingernails, but she never asked the question "Will it be dangerous?" in her heart.
Shen Mingzhao came over and said, "Sister, you are worried about him. But your little bamboo horse has grown up. I think he is very reliable and it is good to be a brother-in-law."
"What do you know, little brat?" Lu Jianian slapped his face away mercilessly.
She was worried about Fu Yanxi.
In the invisible darkness, there are always heroes who carry the burdens on their behalf for ordinary people.
It's just, why does everyone she cares about become this hero?
06
Since six years ago, Lu Jianian has only had Shen Mingzhao as a relative, and the two of them spent New Year's Eve together this year.
The doorbell rang suddenly, Lu Jianian opened the door, and was stunned when he saw Fu Yanxi. He carried the large and small bags, and smiled brightly and harmlessly: "Ming Zhao called me here, just in time to rest."
Shen Mingzhao greeted people in a hurry: "Brother Yanxi celebrates the New Year alone, can you bear it?"
Lu Jianian suddenly realized that Shen Mingzhao's elbow had turned outward.
There was a party program on the TV, and the hot pot on the table was boiling with beer. Fu Yanxi needed to be on call at all times and could not drink. Shen Mingzhao's drinking capacity was extremely poor. After a few cans, he was already crooked into the corner of the sofa.
Lu Jianian drank without changing his face, Fu Yanxi sat beside her, and his shoulders would occasionally touch.
"Can you drink so much?"
"It's from practice." She joined the company just after graduation, and she often socialized at the wine table. After graduating from a famous university, she was just a good-looking female employee who could accompany wine in the workplace.
Fu Yanxi turned to look at her, his eyes filled with distress: "You have suffered a lot these years."
Lu Jianian smiled indifferently: "The world of adults is not easy."
"It turns out that I have been wrong all these years." Fu Yanxi's voice was very low, and was immediately overshadowed by the cheers on the TV.
He leaned over to pick up the remote on the table and muted the TV. The room was silent except for the sound of Shen Mingzhao's sleeping breathing. Lu Jianian looked over in astonishment, and when he saw his scorching gaze, he was suddenly a little scared.
What she fears is fate.
Fate took a lot from her life, and every time she thought she was happy enough, she always had to lose something as a price.
As a child, she had an enviable family and intelligence, and then she lost her dad. When she grew up, her stepfather was very good. Although her younger brother was frail and sick, and her mother was busy taking care of her, she missed her first appointment with Fu Yanxi, but she was able to meet again later, and she went on a smooth journey to pursue her dream.
Just when she was looking forward to the future, her stepfather's project had an accident. Not only did she die, but she also left a large amount of astronomical indemnity. Mother couldn't bear the blow and fell ill, and her younger brother had just entered the third year of junior high school. Eighteen-year-old Lu Jianian could only use her thin shoulders to support this broken home alone.
Only then did she know that in the face of cruel reality, the original dream is such an expensive word.
She knew that if she told Fu Yanxi, she would not have to bear it alone, but these were her sufferings, what did she have to do with Fu Yanxi? How could she selfishly pull him into this quagmire?
During that summer vacation, she went to all the homes of her relatives and friends by herself, and saw the warmth and warmth of human beings. Fortunately, an uncle helped in the end, so after graduation, Lu Jianian gave up his high-paying job and joined the current company. She has no complaints about all the social events and overtime, just to repay the kindness of the year.
In those tough days, she only dared to think about Fu Yanxi in the dead of night when she couldn't fall asleep. That was the only forbidden place in her heart.
She dared not open it again.
Lu Jianian wanted to escape, but Fu Yanxi squeezed her shoulders, forcing her to face him.
Lu Jianian couldn't break free from his imprisonment, and frowned, looking unhappy: "What's the point of talking about this now?"
He sighed deeply, and there was an inexorable sadness between his brows: "Lu Jianian, you chose not to say anything and pushed me away back then. Now that I know the truth, I always have to ask for an answer for myself."
If the accident hadn't happened, Fu Yanxi would have confessed to Lu Jianian on the autumn day when they went to that city together. He made all preparations, but she missed the appointment again.
Over the years, she has changed all the contact methods, but he has never forgotten her. Although he couldn't get a reply, he would speak to the gray avatar before every mission, and he would report safety after the mission was over. This time, he had the opportunity to come over on secondment and come downstairs to her company. She has to work overtime every day and go back late, and every time he silently follows behind her to guard her. The night in December was dark, and that slender figure was his eternal concern.
"Before, I thought I liked you and that I could do everything for you, but what I have been doing is waiting for you. I followed behind you, but I forgot that one day, I should be in front of you. of light.
"I made my dream come true to tell you that you can too. I gathered all my courage to come before you again and be your light."
He took her hand and put it gently on his chest: "I want this light to be born in your heart. It swears that it will illuminate all the darkness in your future, never dim and never go out."
The steam from the hot pot came up, blurring the world in front of Lu Jianian's eyes, and the impregnable barriers in her heart began to collapse. Back then, she personally destroyed the young man's hot heart. After many years, he cut out his heart again and held it carefully in front of her.
She wanted to reach out, but she didn't dare.
In the end, it was the phone ringtone that broke the long silence.
Fu Yanxi listened to the phone, his expression changed, and he got up immediately: "I'm leaving for an urgent task." He copied the black jacket on the side and walked out without stopping.
For some reason, that back figure overlapped with his father's figure in memory, and Lu Jianian had a strong ominous premonition in his heart. She quickly chased out, but Fu Yanxi was nowhere to be seen on the dark and deserted street corner.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw Shen Mingzhao lying lazily on the sofa and nibbling on pine nuts. Lu Jianian frowned: "Are you pretending to be drunk?"
"No, I just woke up." He answered quickly.
Lu Jianian looked at the Spring Festival Gala absently, and said after a while, "You told him about the family affairs?"
"Sister, don't make a decision that you regret." After speaking, Shen Mingzhao grinned proudly, "Finally, it's my turn to worry about your business."
07
That night, Lu Jianian sent Fu Yanxi a text message after a long absence, as if it was a group-like New Year's greeting. However, a week later, she has officially started work, but she has never received a reply.
Lu Jianian set up many local news accounts to pay special attention. When she signed the wrong bill for the third time, the younger sister from the same room asked worriedly: "Sister Lu is not feeling well recently? I have never seen you so absent-minded... …”
Lu Jianian put down the pen and pinched his eyebrows: "I haven't slept well recently."
Under the persuasion of the little girl, Lu Jianian took a leave of absence and went home. When she passed the convenience store downstairs, she went in and ordered a cup of coffee. She was sitting on the seat where she met Fu Yanxi not long ago, and she could see through the glass that the whole city was recovering from the holiday, and there were busy figures everywhere. An unknown tree by the side of the road even had plain white flowers blooming. .
She remembered the vase again.
Is it right not to buy and own for fear of it breaking? Maybe it's broken on another ground long ago, maybe it hasn't even seen the freshest flower, alone on the shelf, gathering dust and decaying.
At this moment, Shen Mingzhao's phone call came in: "Sister, Brother Yanxi is having an operation in the hospital, you go!"
Lu Jianian stood up suddenly, and dropped the coffee cup on the hem of his clothes. The waiter shouted loudly, but she rushed out regardless. Out of breath, she ran to the entrance of the hospital. A police officer stepped forward to stop her. She said anxiously, "I'm Fu Yanxi's family. Let me go in and have a look!"
A plainclothes policeman came out, a young man who looked similar to Fu Yanxi.
"Miss Lu?"
Lu Jianian nodded, and the guy led her in and briefly told her about the situation. During this arrest, Fu Yanxi was shot twice, and the operation is not over yet.
In the process of waiting, the passage of time seemed to slow down tenfold. Lu Jianian kept staring at the red light "in operation", the night slowly climbed through the window, the pale light in the corridor was cast on the cold tiles, and there was a strong smell of disinfectant in the air. She hadn't eaten the whole time, and her stomach was cramping, but these pains were very different from what Fu Yanxi was suffering at the moment.
After ten hours, Fu Yanxi's operation was successfully completed. Before the anesthesia time, his lips were pale and chapped, and Lu Jianian wiped him with a cotton swab dipped in water from time to time.
Until the early morning, Fu Yanxi's eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly with a broken cocoon, and slowly opened his eyes.
Lu Jianian hurriedly stepped forward and pressed him who wanted to sit up: "You're still weak, don't get up first."
Tears fell from her eyes and dripped on Fu Yanxi's arm.
"Jia Nian... don't cry..." He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
It was fine that he didn't speak. The broken and hoarse voice sounded, and Lu Jianian's tears couldn't be stopped. She turned her back and wiped her tears with her sleeves, her voice muffled: "Why do you two have to be heroes, have you considered the people around you?"
"Heroes are great, and it is also great to be the family behind them. Aren't these exactly what you and auntie have been telling me with actions?"
Fu Yanxi tugged at the corner of her clothes: "Jia Nian, you have been doing very well. When such a big thing happened, you can handle it well by yourself. In the future, can you try to rely on me?"
Lu Jianian pulled out the corner of his clothes angrily, and Fu Yanxi frowned, looking at her pitifully while covering her wound. How did she find out that this person turned out to be an acting school.
Worried that he was really in pain, she compromised and sat back by the bed: "Do you want to call a doctor?"
Fu Yanxi shook his head, his eyes widened, and he hid the intense pain so as not to reveal the slightest trace: "I made you worry, I will be more careful in the future."
Lu Jianian sighed: "However, this transaction is a loss-making business, which is not in line with the professional ethics of my accountant."
Fu Yanxi immediately held her hand and said solemnly, "Just let me give you unlimited love and memories in my limited life."
The slightly cool hands were wrapped in warmth, Lu Jianian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pressed it down again, and said with a straight face, "Always write me a bad check."
While waiting for the operation, Lu Jianian kept thinking that if this time was a goodbye, she would regret not being able to cherish the time he existed before. Life is always limited, long or short, or because of accidents or diseases, she is not willing to miss the years she can spend with him in order to avoid unknown risks.
He laughed: "Good year, I will spend the rest of my life cashing in on it."
Those eyes were too bright. Like the ever-bright North Star in the night sky, it is the star that the disoriented person always stares at.
Lu Jianian is also looking at this star at the moment, but she is different because she can reach out and pick this star out of reach, hold it in her hand, and put it in her heart.
Use it to illuminate the future, never dim, never extinguish.
The soft sunlight in the early morning shone into the ward, and the magnolias outside the window opened early. Lu Jianian picked a few and put them in a vase. Fu Yanxi sat on the hospital bed sometimes reading and sometimes looking at her.
Chun and Jingming, how fortunate he is, the years to come will be good years.
Last updated: October 9, 2022