lightly cooked

Days of hard work caused Fu Jia's cold to linger for a long time, and he hadn't taken any medicine, so he had to fight hard.Pei Xiaoou couldn't see it, and advised him to rest when he should, but he insisted that there was no need.

There are not a few months left for the CPA exam, and many people are reading books during their lunch break recently.Fu Jia also bought the book, but he didn't think about it at the beginning, so he didn't sign up at all.

Xiaoou asked him why he wanted to learn, and he said that he had no foundation, and it was good to start preparing a year in advance.In fact, I just want to fill all the gaps so that I have no time to think about other things.

At Xiaoou's suggestion, he signed up for the online class, and occasionally listened to it when he was not busy at work.The teacher speaks very well, but his foundation is too poor. Subjects such as accounting, taxation and law other than auditing are like listening to heaven.

Wednesday was a sunny day, the sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there were some fine dusts in the air in the office area.When Fu Jia came back from dinner, Qiu Yue was already there, sleeping with earphones on.

The surroundings were very quiet, Fu Jia sat in her seat to listen to the lecture, taking notes while listening, rustling when writing.

Not long after, the vibrating sound of the mobile phone came from nearby, and it buzzed for a long time without stopping.Everyone started looking for the source, so Fu Jia took off the earphones and took a look, and then saw someone pushing Qiu Yue: "Brother Yue, wake up, your phone is ringing."

Qiu Yue glanced at the phone sleepily, then rubbed his face vigorously, and picked it up: "Hey Shuyuan, what's the matter?"

Fu Jia turned her back, her heart stopped beating.

"You said, it's convenient for me."

He stood up and walked out, passing by Fu Jia without looking sideways, "Okay, okay, no problem..."

Fu Jia didn't put down the pen until he was far away, as if his heart had been hollowed out by someone, and the wind leaked out.

Turning back after 10 minutes, Qiu Yue knocked on the table next to him.Fu Jia took off the earphones and met his face.Concerned about the presence of people around, Qiu Yue restrained his voice: "Where do you live on weekends?"

"What?" Fu Jia didn't hear clearly.

Qiu Yue was impatient: "I asked you where you live on weekends, you are deaf."

Before he had time to worry about his bad attitude, an uncertain guess flashed in Fu Jia's mind, and his expression changed.I wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, so I could only answer softly after a pause: "I'm going back to my home."

Qiu Yue nodded and said, "OK."

"is not it……"

As soon as he asked three words, the person in front of him walked away, and Qiu Yue didn't even look back.Fu Jia slowly stopped her voice, as if something was stuck in her throat, it couldn't go up or down.

In fact, so what if you ask?Shuhara should already hate himself by now.

It started raining early Saturday morning.After the beginning of summer, there is more and more rain in Linjiang, but it is often short-lived and stops before the ground is fully watered.

Fu's mother's illness has improved recently, and the effect of targeted therapy is very good, but she usually has no appetite.With Sister Wang in Fu Jia's house, he didn't have to go into the kitchen to show his filial piety, but he also wanted to do something for his mother, so he bought some seasonal fruits to take with him at noon on Saturday.

The mother and son ate together, Fu Jia always talked a lot, but recently she became more and more silent.Fu's mother asked him: "I heard from Sister Wang that you haven't driven in the past few days. Why, don't you like those cars at home?"

"No," he said, "I just don't want to."

"Then how do you go to work?"

"Take the subway, work overtime at night and take a taxi can be reimbursed."

Fu's mother looked at him in surprise: "Take the subway? How can this be unbearable? I heard people say that the subway is crowded and smelly."

A generation has a generation's thoughts, Fu Jia shook his head and didn't say much.

"If you're too lazy to drive and let the driver drop you off, why bother to take the subway? Well, let me tell your father, I—"

"Mom, eat more food." He interrupted in a flat voice.

Fu's mother looked at her son, and obviously felt that he had lost a lot of weight, so she had to put some more vegetables in his bowl, "You should also eat more, you have been too thin recently."

After dinner, Sister Wang came to collect all the things. Fu's mother said to Fu Jia: "There is nothing else arranged in the afternoon. You can run an errand for my mother and go to your Aunt Liu's daughter to get things. She just came back from abroad." , Mom asked her to bring a few bags."

Fu Jia didn't suspect him, so she put on her coat and went out at the appointed time, only to find something was wrong when she got there.

The address is a coffee shop, decorated in a literary and petty bourgeoisie style.The other party was about 10 minutes late, well-dressed and tall.

"Are you Uncle Fu's son?" She sat down and looked Fu Jia from head to toe, "I'm sorry I'm late."

"It's okay, I just arrived." Fu Jia was a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and avoided looking at her and said, "Look, what do you want to drink?"

She smiled: "You look smaller than I imagined." After speaking, she called the waiter to look at the menu, and said critically while looking at it, "Why is there no Decaf? I only drink low-caf after four o'clock in the afternoon."

She was not satisfied with the several recommended by the waiter, so Fu Jia said, "Why don't you order a glass of milk."

"I don't drink whole milk, it's easy to gain weight."

Finally, I asked for a glass of sparkling water.As soon as the waiter left, she asked Fu Jia what hobbies she usually had and what job she did.Fu Jia saw through that this was actually a blind date arranged by his mother, and immediately felt a layer of disgust in his heart.

Later, the other party also saw that he was not interesting, and got up to leave soon after sitting down, and didn't even mention the things brought to Fu's mother.

Outside the coffee shop, it was not raining heavily, but it was not easy to take a taxi.The lady kindly gave him a ride, but it was inconvenient for him to refuse, so he got in the car and thanked him.

The other party joked: "The introducer said that you are active and talkative, but I didn't see it at all. Is it because you are in a bad mood or is the introducer fooling me?"

Fu Jia didn't want to make a fuss too stiff: "I'm sorry, I've worked too much overtime recently and I'm tired."

"Understood." The other party's attitude was calm, "I blame me for not being attractive."

He didn't know what to say, he was sitting on pins and needles along the way, so he found an excuse to leave halfway.

"Let's stop ahead, I'm going to meet a friend."

"Where?" The lady pointed to the traffic lights ahead.

"Correct."

The street scene outside is so familiar that it can be seen clearly even through the rain and fog.Fu Jia got out of the car, and the sports car sped away, leaving him to walk into the rain alone with his hands on top of his head.

I can't tell whether it was intentional or unintentional, but I went back to that neighborhood again.He thought to himself, after all, the house has already paid the rent, so he is entitled to come back and have a look.

It's daytime now, and it's hard to tell whether the lights upstairs are on or not.

The neighborhood is still the same, but it has gotten worse.A new layer was added to the small advertisements in the corridor, a few pieces of the wall were missing, and there were many cigarette butts at the corner of the stairs.He walked up with heavy steps, and his coat was wet and sticking to his body, which was uncomfortable.

When I arrived at the door, I listened quietly for a while, still not sure if there was anyone inside.Fu Jia recalled that time when she was lying at the door, the sound of Sister Jing tidying up the house was rustling inside, she didn't dare to go in, the cat waited on the stairs all night, even such embarrassing memories were missed.

Taking out the key and twisting the door, dust and moisture rushed in.

It has been unoccupied for too long.

But there are a pair of shoes in the entrance, and they are for men.

Fu Jia paused on the spot with a face full of astonishment, and walked in after a three-second pause, only to see the open door of the master bedroom at a glance.

"Shuyuan?" He heard his hoarse voice.

Unexpectedly, it was Qiu Yue who came out.

Fu Jia's complexion changed in a hurry, and he stood there at a loss.Qiu Yue frowned with displeasure on his face, seeing him involuntarily looking behind him, he said, "Don't read, the book isn't here."

Fu Jia's heart thumped up and down, his lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

It turned out that Qiu Yue was packing in the room, a few cardboard boxes and a suitcase had already been packed.Fu Jia stood at the door and clenched his hands: "This is my house, who gave you the key, why are you messing with my things?"

"Your house?" Qiu Yue snorted without turning his head back, "I entered Shuyuan's room, he gave me the key, and I moved his things. If you are not satisfied, tell him .”

"What about others?" Fu Jia's face turned pale, "Why don't you come and get it yourself."

"Whether he wants to see you or not, you know for yourself."

Fu Jia felt his pulse beating sharply, as if a knife was slashing in his heart.He suppressed his discomfort and said, "I didn't ask you this, I asked you someone else."

Qiu Yue stopped and glanced at him: "What a coincidence, I don't know either."

A person who does not eat oil and salt.

Fu Jia had no choice but to go to another room, only to find that all the clothes she had put on her side were gone.The momentary pain hit him like a fist, and he realized how decisive Xu Shuyuan's attitude was after the breakup.

After packing, Qiu Yue came straight over: "You check it now, don't say that I took something that shouldn't be taken, take this opportunity to find the original book."

"no need."

I'm not that shameless yet.

"That's fine, then I'm leaving." Qiu Yue shook his hands.

"Wait!" But Fu Jia suddenly remembered something, went to the living room to look, and sure enough it was gone.

"Where's the photo frame that was placed here?"

Qiu Yue turned a deaf ear to his question, put all the boxes in the entrance, and then started calling for someone to come up and move them.Fu Jia stopped him: "I ask you, where is my photo frame?"

"What kind of photo frame, I don't know." Qiu Yue brushed away the hand in front of him, walked aside and continued to make a phone call.

Fu Jia was stunned for a moment, picked up the scissors and was about to open the box to check.Qiu Yue came up to stop him: "Fu Jia, are you sick? Did I tell you that you can't understand human speech?"

"It turned out to be placed in the living room. Who took it if you didn't?"

"You're messing around, aren't you?"

During the scramble, the knife edge slashed across the tiger's mouth, and Fu Jia withdrew his hand in pain. Bright red blood dripped down the tiger's mouth onto the cardboard box, but he still didn't let go.Qiu Yue was shocked, and roared in a deep voice: "You don't want to die?!"

"Let go." Fu Jia's voice was hoarse, her eyes were red but surprisingly stubborn, "That's my thing."

Qiu Yue frowned: "I told you, I haven't seen it, and it's useless to look for it."

He wasn't lying, the frame wasn't really in the case.Fu Jia searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Finally, she lost her strength and sat on the floor, looking at the wound on her hand in silence.

A few people came up and carried the boxes downstairs one by one. Before leaving, Qiu Yue took a look at him.Fu Jia raised his head, his face full of despair.

"Is he coming back?"

"What are you doing when you come back and be humiliated by your dad again?" Qiu Yue said, "I persuaded him four years ago not to look for you, he didn't believe it. What happened? I was almost sued by your dad to the court."

Fu Jia opened her mouth slightly and looked at him with wide eyes: "What are you talking about? I... I can't understand."

"Stop pretending to be here with me." Referring to the past, Qiu Yue's eyes became colder, "The culprit is you, and the tens of thousands of dollars you gave him. He took the money to save his grandfather's life, In the end, the money was gone, and the person was gone, but your father insisted that he cheated you of the money, and if you don’t pay it back, you will sue him. Others don’t know the whole story, but you know it. When he needs you, you will What about you? Where are you?!"

Qiu Yue smashed the key to the ground: "Fu Jia, you fucking made him miserable, do you know that!"

Then the door slammed.

Fu Jia was stunned for a long while, the blood in his whole body gradually became cold, and he leaned against the shoe cabinet for a long, long time without moving.