Late ripening

Jing Yan stood at the door speechless, he couldn't tell from his little uncle's expression that he regarded him as a burden that couldn't be shirked, he didn't know what he was thinking, let alone guess what others were thinking.The little uncle moved, walked into the dining room and pulled out the chair, and said to him from a distance, "Come and eat first. Think slowly after eating, I will ask for leave for you."

There were four dishes and one soup on the table, and there was a few wisps of heat.Lin Jingyan was not hungry, he went to the dining table and sat down stiffly and numbly, Lu Qian put the soup bowl in front of him, "Drink the soup first," he looked up at Lu Qian, the little uncle didn't give him any extra expression, and looked back at him .Soon he lowered his head, weeping, but he couldn't taste the soup, his stomach was warm, but his head still hurt.

Lu Qian stared at him and drank a few sips of soup before leaving the dining table, standing in the living room and making a phone call.Jing Yan could vaguely hear that he was contacting the teacher at the school. He couldn't drink at all. When he stood up, the chair scraped the ground and made a loud noise. The little uncle looked back at him and then turned back to continue calling the hospital.Jing Yan ran up the stairs and hid in the room.

He didn't want to be rude to Lu Qian like this, but he was too scared.He misses his father so much, he feels like he has lost the only way he has to connect with the world.Lu Qian didn't give him any buffer time, forcing him to do "what should be done".Jing Yan felt that he was standing in the boundless white snow. The little uncle came over and asked if he wanted to go with him, but where could he take him?

There is snow all around, and I can't go out.

He curled up on the bed and wept, something was aching, he touched it - it was a box of mints, it was the breath that was still lingering around him before going to bed last night.From the first smell of mint that day, it turns out that time can pass so quickly.

"Duk duk", Lu Qian knocked on the door twice, as if he believed that Lin Jingyan would not respond when he walked in, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the little man lying under the quilt under the backlight, unconsciously touching the quilt with his fingers "If you don't want to leave, if you want to live here, I will ask someone to take care of you. I will sort out your father's property and give it to you. If you have anything, you can call me," his tone was calm and calm, Like the only guidance in the ice, "Your father is my teacher, I will not leave you alone.".

Jing Yan moved under the quilt, as if he was overheated, and stretched out a hand that was soaked in powder.Lu Qian looked at the cut in the palm of his hand, and added inexplicably, "You like the garden downstairs, and I will find a gardener to take care of it." If you want to live the same life as before, I don't know. Can arrange it for you, he said silently in his heart, stood up and planned to leave.

Something grabbed the hem of his clothes, Lu Qian looked down at Lin Jingyan's thin hand grabbing his coat, and he could pull it apart with light force. "Little uncle..." Jing Yan looked at him with a hoarse voice, and couldn't say anything else.Maybe it's because too much water is missing, and the tears are still flowing, but they are not as inexhaustible as in the morning.

Lu Qian stood silent for a while, squatted down, stuffed Jing Yan's hands back into the quilt, and kept his eyes on the same level as him, "Go to bed, I'll go and pack up, and we'll leave at night."

In the evening, Lin Jingyan was sitting in the car with only his schoolbag in his arms. The little uncle said that he could just take the important things, and he would find someone to handle the rest.Lu Qian was still on the phone outside.He stared at the garden in a daze. The previous night's wind and rain made the flower pots tilted, and a few vines fell from the shelf.The freshly bloomed flowers must have faded too, he turned his head and didn't want to look at it again.

"It's school." The driver patted Jingyan awake, he trembled, picked up his schoolbag and got out of the car.

It has been almost two weeks since I moved to my little uncle's house. In the first few days, Lu Qian single-handedly took care of his father's funeral. He spent the first few days in a daze, often waking up in the middle of the night and falling asleep during the day.

After taking a week off from school, Lu Qian didn't intend to let him stay at home anymore. After hiring his nanny Yu Sao and the driver who took him to and from school every day, the little uncle was entangled in business and it was difficult for him to stay at home. I saw him at home.

Jing Yan was lying on the small bed in the guest room, facing two rows of mahogany bookcases, and an inappropriate small desk that barely fit in.Lu Qian's home is much smaller than his own villa, with three bedrooms and two living rooms.When there is no one at night, it will not be as quiet as my own home. There will be latecomers who are parking downstairs, and there will be children who are still playing games and are urged to go home by their mothers.

He would wait quietly for a while, then tuck himself under the covers, spasming uncontrollably until he fell asleep.He can't sleep well at night, and he dozes off involuntarily during the day. The teacher seems to know his situation from his uncle since he was a child, and never criticizes him too much.When get out of class was over, he was lying on the table in a dazed state, watching the classmates who went out to play laughing loudly at the door, and buried his head down again.

After school, Jing Yan dragged his schoolbag and walked forward. His schoolbag was very empty, and he couldn't listen to anything after the day, and he didn't know what books to bring home.He found the car he knew, opened the door and climbed into the back seat.

There was a different smell in the car, Lin Jingyan raised his head suddenly - Lu Qian looked at him from the rearview mirror.I haven't seen the little uncle for almost two weeks. Although he can't see clearly, he feels that the little uncle's hair seems to be growing a bit.

Lu Qian looked at the child who was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking, and took the initiative to say, "We are eating outside today, what do you want to eat?".Lin Jingyan came back to his senses, feeling that his ears were hot. He hadn't seen him for a long time, and it seemed that he had returned to the time when he was not so familiar with him at the beginning. "It's all right..." He hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and his voice was very low.

"All right? Western food? Hot pot? Or do you want something lighter?" Lu Qian didn't intend to let him go, and turned to look at him.Lin Jingyan blinked, and said dryly, "Then... how about some light food?"

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival