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There are already many people coming and going back and forth at the gate of the community, and the uncle who usually comes to collect waste has already come out on a tricycle, and will come again at night.

The security guard rubbed his eyes, saw a figure in the distance, and was startled: "Isn't that Miss Xu?" Then he waved his arms and shouted, smiling warmly at Xu Chenmu as if seeing his relatives.

Xu Chenmu staggered a step in fright, subconsciously grabbed Lu Qiong's sleeve, looked over with probing eyes, Lu Qiong smiled slightly, and didn't give her an answer, so she had to pull out a smile, look at the security guard, the security guard waist The pole stood straight: "Miss Xu, are you cured? That's great!"

"Ah yes, thank you very much. I'm fine. Look, am I not coming back?" Xu Chenmu gave a warm smile, as if that was really the case, and patted the security guard , as they knew each other in their previous life, "How are you doing recently?"

Lu Qiong turned his head away.

"Good! Good, great. Do you remember what you said to me last time? It was perfect."

What did she say last time?

Xu Chenmu was stunned for a moment, and secretly glanced at Lu Qiong, who raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Your son is recovering well, I took a look when I passed the ward last time, it's everyone's credit, don't let him go." In my heart, I should."

"Yeah yeah! Thank you so much for raising money for my son, really, thank you so much!"

"Then you are busy first, let's go back first." Lu Qiong continued to speak, and took Xu Chenmu's arm, showing a smile like a spring breeze, and pulled Xu Chenmu in a blink of an eye, walking in, posture It has already been laid out, and the security guards can't stop it: "Okay, then you are busy!"

"Bye bye" Xu Chenmu turned back, waved his hands and showed a bright smile, turned his head to look at Lu Qiong: "Have I helped him collect donations?"

"Hmm." Lu Qiong lowered his head and touched the key to make sure it was still in his pocket, "From this point of view, you are not a bad person."

"It's too superficial." Xu Chenmu shook his head.

"Well?"

"It's wrong to use money to measure charity. Do you know the story of the widow's dedication?" A flash of light flashed in Xu Chenmu's mind, so he blurted out. Come up with allusions.

Thinking slowly, time came to a standstill, and Xu Chenmu also stood in front of her and waited cautiously, as if waiting for a response at the scene of a marriage proposal, but this was a matter between two people, no one was booing, only the deep echo and Desire, obviously just a simple question, but thinking about the response, a one-man show is meaningless.

"you say."

"There is a story in the Bible. Once the Jews wanted to offer gifts to the temple. A rich man gave a lot of money, but Jesus didn't say anything when he saw it. A widow threw two small coins into the offering box. , Jesus said, she gave more than others. His disciples didn't understand it. Jesus said that it was because the widow was very poor. She had already given what she had given. Compared with others, To have a godly mind is very precious to Jesus. Just like before, you said that I did fundraising, did I do it for fame, or did I really want to help him? If it was just because I was a reporter, For the sake of my good reputation, it shouldn't be brought up as something to brag about at all..." Xu Chenmu rubbed his face suddenly, "I don't know why I brought it up, I did it for What do you do? It’s not easy to be thanked by others for nothing, but for your own selfish desires.”

Lu Qiong didn't know how to explain it, because she didn't know what Xu Chenmu was thinking when he decided to do this thing. She no longer knew Xu Chenmu at that time, and there was an abyss between them at that time. .

It was just that on a drowsy afternoon, when she was reading a book with her head down, Xu Chenmu was sitting reading a newspaper, scratching something, and writing notes in a notebook. Suddenly, he raised his head, stretched out his hand and shook her leg, and shook her. Pulled from the world of books.

"Lu Qiong, the son of the security guard at the gate of our community is seriously ill, and his financial conditions are very poor. I want to help him with something." Xu Chen shook her leg in the evening.

"Don't donate everything." Lu Qiong responded to her lightly.Xu Chenmu didn't have a sense of proportion, he would always put himself in when helping others.

Xu Chenmu stood up suddenly, Lu Qiong's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at her: "..." Because she was still arguing, she ignored her, thinking that she could do whatever she wanted, and her heart was panicked.

Who knew that when he went out that time, Xu Chenmu started to organize a fundraiser. It was huge, and the whole community was mobilized. It didn't disturb the society. It was only reported in a small area at the bottom of the small newspapers. Xu Chenmu went from beginning to end She didn't ask her for help, so she became even angrier, but there was nothing she could do.

They were indifferent to each other, so she didn't want to mention this matter related to it, she pursed her lips: "It's here."

Chapter 41 Wednesday: What's My Name

It is hard to say what kind of revelation made Lu Qiong choose to come back here.There are vague memories here. During this vague journey, she sent away the seven years of being together with Xu Chenmu before, and the wet seven years were pasted behind her back. The patchwork has actually bridged the years to today. .

She once entrusted her entire life to this room, as if there would be no possibility of separation in the next life, and she could not accept the possibility of not being with Xu Chenmu. Xu Chenmu, then she has to go back to her own coffin-like space. Talking to anyone is a huge struggle and fear. She comes from another world, and Xu Chenmu is her key to open this world.

Opening the door, she found that the ground had already been covered with dust. She walked in and fell into the memory of self-dissection. She ignored Xu Chenmu, so Xu Chenmu walked behind and looked around.

Overwhelming memories flooded over like water, and the scar on her forehead conveyed sharp pain. She supported the wall and rubbed her head, but inadvertently touched a small table, which was covered with dust and hadn't been wiped for a long time.

But this place is clearly popular, with the smell of fireworks, compared with another vague outline in the mind, it makes people feel that this is home.

But it's clear that no one has been here for a long time, and the outline has become more and more blurred, as if crying and looking over, the picture is colorful in her mind, she doesn't understand why the woman in front of her brought her here, even though she still said Can't tell the woman's name.

The name seems to have become a code name, but it seems to represent a kind of oath. If you don't remember it, there is a gap in the bond connecting the two people. In the middle of the living room, I closed my eyes slightly, as if sinking into a dream.

Walking in from the living room, before she had time to look at the house, two hands were put on her waist, and she exerted force on the back of her waist gently but forcefully. Then, she leaned forward and staggered, and she fell forward and slipped into it. To the bathroom.

She froze.

"Wash your face and let's get out of here."

"Is this... our house?"

"...No." Everything is drifting, even if this is a relatively long-term place to live, she used to believe that this is her home, but now she is in constant anxiety, not sure if it can be stored for her Life.

"Really?" Xu Chenmu was a little skeptical, she was clearly familiar with this breath, as if a baby was familiar with the smell of the cradle, but Lu Qiong had already said it, she couldn't question anything, she couldn't just say it was our home Like a naughty child, she washed her face and turned her face away. Lu Qiong was still standing at the door watching, as if through her, she could see the unreachable future.

She squirmed her lips again, but she still didn't say anything. She slapped some water in front of the mirror, she became sober, her mind was clear, but her eyes were blurred. She didn't understand why, so she turned on the water again. He slapped his face hard a few times, and deliberately rubbed his eyes until they turned red.