doomed [last days]

At meal time, there were already a lot of people in the cafeteria.Now that there was such a quarrel, all the good people gathered around, headed by those aunts, and started yelling.It is human nature to gossip, even if you don't say anything, you will come to listen to it.

For a while, with Anlu and Meng Shurong as the center, a group of people gathered together to make a pile.

An Lu stood there, the anger that just spread from her heart seemed to be poured with oil, and the flames were about to engulf her.The hand that was holding the corner of her clothes tightened at some point, and the hem of the dark blue work clothes was pulled straighter and straighter.

Those so-called concerns and suggestions, mixed with an unknown amount of sincerity and hypocrisy, buzzed like flies.

When the rice plate was overturned, both the onlookers and An Lu who did this action were stunned for a moment.She didn't seem to have thought that she would do such a thing, but after a moment of daze, An Lu reacted fiercely and said, "Is that enough?? You still..."

She yelled, but suddenly there was a pulling force from the corner of her clothes. Before the angry expression on Anlu's face could be put away, she met Meng Shurong's eyes, which were as calm as stagnant water.

Meng Shurong didn't say anything, but Anlu knew what she wanted to say.

She stopped herself and acquiesced in the words that those dirty things seemed to crawl out of the mud.

Anlu opened his mouth halfway, and time stood still here.The words of retaliation had already reached his lips, but he couldn't say anything.She let Meng Shurong pull her through the crowd and out of the cafeteria.Everything around her has been distorted, only the words she swallowed seemed to be true.

"Sister Shurong..." Anlu paused, leading the people in front to stop.

Meng Shurong has always been gentle and slow, and this is the first time Anlu has seen her go so fast.

After stopping, Meng Shurong didn't turn his head, but said gently, "Did you not eat enough just now, or I'll go outside and buy you some snacks, and then..."

"That's not it!" As if wanting to vent the anger just now, when he turned to Meng Shurong and saw the pair of unwavering eyes, Anlu was still discouraged. She seemed to be the one who was wronged. Unwilling to say: "I just..."

"Xiao Lu, stop talking."

People passing by will always focus on them intentionally or unintentionally.Meng Shurong's words seemed to be drowned out by whispers, but the tone that sank to the bottom was indeed very clear.

Until they returned to the shed, neither of them said a word.

When Uncle Wu came back, he saw Anlu squatting on the ground, poking the ground fiercely with a small wooden stick he found somewhere.The ground that had just been watered was damp, and Anlu poked it tirelessly, but he didn't even notice the sound of footsteps walking in.

"Xiao An," Uncle Wu came over, pulled a bench and sat aside, his voice was the same as usual: "Go get a hose this afternoon, we should change it here."

He said, pointing to the hose on one side of the faucet.

Anlu looked over, and just as he was about to agree, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Anlu who was sitting silently not far away.For a moment, the originally simple things were twisted and knotted in her mind, and she didn't say "OK" in a daze.Maybe she reacted too much, Meng Shurong didn't seem to care about the things she cared about.

Whether it was being "educated" by those self-righteous aunts, or being left alone with Uncle Wu in the shed, Meng Shurong didn't react violently to these things as Anlu thought.

For a moment, she couldn't find her way.Is it right or wrong for her to keep Meng Shurong behind her?

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Uncle Wu smiled, as if suddenly enlightened, and said, "Look at me, I'm old, I forgot that you two are new here, and you are not familiar with the place here. How about it, Xiao An, I'll take you there in the afternoon, after a while, I'll leave this kind of thing to you."

Anlu was a little surprised, but he didn't forget to keep saying yes, and smiled gratefully at Uncle Wu.

The old and the young chatted happily here, and no one noticed Meng Shurong's white knuckles and clenched fists sitting over there.

In the afternoon, Anlu and Uncle Wu went out together to get the water hose. After returning, until the end of today's work, Anlu seemed a little preoccupied.The bus back was a bit crowded, and she was uncharacteristically pushing Meng Shurong to sit on the seat that was vacated because someone got off the bus, with one hand supporting the back of the chair in front of her, and the other hand on her shoulder , like protecting a cub, protecting her in his arms.

Sitting there, Meng Shurong was a little stiff, but seeing the other party's irrefutable expression, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

It was time to go to Meng Shurong to make dinner tonight. Anlu didn't bother to help this time, and sat on the chair blankly, looking at the busy back of the kitchen, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

In the afternoon, Uncle Wu who took her out had a talk with her.Everyone is a storyteller, and Uncle Wu's story is the remorse and remorse of an ordinary father.

Just as she was thinking, Meng Shurong came out with the bowl and chopsticks.I always eat lightly at night, one bowl of porridge for each person, and two small dishes, placed on the table that is not too big, it seems just right.But tonight, Meng Shurong cooked an extra dish, which could barely be squeezed on the table.

"I didn't eat enough at noon, eat more at night, or I will be hungry again when I go to bed."

Her voice was very soft, as if she had returned to her usual appearance.If it was An Lu at noon, she might still be angry in her heart, but now, when she heard Meng Shurong's words, she just said "um", obedient and quiet.

It's just that when she hugged Meng Shurong, she took off this disguise with her own hands.

"Little Lu!" Meng Shurong called softly, her hands that were packing up the dishes suddenly froze, her palms tightly gripped the two pairs of chopsticks, the heartbeat in her ears didn't know whether it was her own or Anlu's.

She was caught off guard by Anlu, and her face was uncontrollably hot, but when she heard the words in her ear, her heart seemed to stop beating, and the shell she put on herself finally cracked A little gap.

A ray of light seeps through the slit.

"Sister Shurong, you are not wrong, don't be afraid, I will always be with you, I like you."

An Lu, who was trying to keep his voice steady, suddenly remembered what Uncle Wu said in the afternoon: "Many people don't understand that they should have no scruples, instead of being covered with a fig leaf and living like walking on thin ice. I couldn't Protect your own daughter, but Xiaoan, I believe you can do it."