Lu Suiran had been watching by the floor-to-ceiling window, anxiously waiting for Lu Zorridge to come back.

Seeing that she was soaked in the rain, he quickly ran over to pick her up with an umbrella: "Oh my little ancestor, you are just sick, why are you so wet? If you catch a cold, your grandpa will lose his temper again!"

"Don't tell him."

Lu Churro smiled and took his father into the house.

"Don't touch me. You've got me covered in water. Go take a shower!" Lu Ran casually brought her pajamas: "Be careful if you catch a cold!"

Lu Churro took a warm hot bath, wiped his wet hair and walked out. He saw Lu casually sitting on the bar, looking a little anxious.

"Dad, you haven't gone back yet."

"Uh, dad wants to ask you, what did you do when you went out to play with Jingxu today?" He said hesitantly: "Of course, we are a democratic family, you don't have to answer, after all, this is your private matter, but,

You also have to be considerate of your parents' concerns, you are still young..."

Lu Congee wiped his hair with a towel, picked up the hair dryer, and said with a smile: "Lu Confucius was the king of the sea in elementary school and had seven or eight girlfriends. Why didn't you say he was young?"

"I didn't catch him. If I catch him, I'll beat him!"

Lu Congee said with a smile: "Don't worry, my brother and I went to eat KFC and then took a walk home."

Lu Suiran breathed a sigh of relief, but then said: "He just wants to treat you to KFC? Wow, this is too stingy. You can't find a boyfriend who is too stingy."

"I want to eat from KFC." Lu Zorridge said: "KFC is not cheap either."

"I thought he would treat you to a big dinner at least on the last day."

"What last day?"

Lu Yiyi choked on his words, stood up and scratched his head: "What, I remembered, I still have to sign Lu Yiyi's homework, I'm going back first."

"Dad, stop." Lu Churro stopped him: "What is the last day? You need to make it clear."

Lu Ran casually touched the back of his head and said, "Just... I'll take a flight back to Nancheng at ten o'clock tonight. I probably won't be back for a year."

Lu Churro's heart dropped rapidly: "What did you say!"

"Well...you must not blame your grandfather. Everything he does is for you."

Lu Ran casually comforted him: "You don't know what that kid did. If your grandfather hadn't arrived in time, the girl named Qi would have died in his hands. Tell me... with such ruthless methods, how dare your grandfather let him do that?"

Will he stay with you?"

Lu Churro seemed to have been drained of all his strength and sat weakly on the chair: "You said he almost killed Qi Qi?"

"It was your grandfather who mediated, so this matter didn't become a big deal. Otherwise, think about the consequences. You can't pay with your life if you kill someone!"

Lu Congee felt chills running down her spine. She couldn't imagine what kind of disaster would happen if Jingxu really killed Qi Qi!

She took out her cell phone tremblingly and wanted to call him. At this time, the study door opened, Lu Huairou came down from the stairwell, and said in a deep voice: "I won't stop you from contacting him, and I can't stop you. But.

Lu Churro, I hope you can control your feelings, let him calm down for a while, and think about what kind of person he wants to be."

Angels and demons are only separated by one thought.

"But I can't leave him alone..." Tears flowed down her face, and she repeated over and over again: "I can't..."

"That child has experienced unbearable pain for ordinary people, and the degree of inner distortion... is probably unimaginable."

Lu Churro turned around, bit his lower lip, and looked at him with tears: "He hurt Qi Qi because he loves me!"

"But Lu Churro, not all love is positive. Extreme love can make people paranoid and put them into a situation that they will never recover from."

Lu Huairou's voice became extremely hoarse, and he was moved with true emotions. Every word was so helpless and painful: "If he can't overcome the demon in his heart, how dare I...how dare I let him stay in my heart?"

It hurts to be with the girl."

Lu Churro's hand holding the phone... dropped weakly.

She shed tears, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, and took two steps towards Lu Huairou.

Lu Suiran quickly stood in front of Lu Churro, separating the two grandfathers: "Daughter, you must not blame your grandpa, although...it is really annoying to make independent decisions, but dad has already told him

, please stop arguing with grandpa, he is old, and if he develops high blood pressure..."

Lu Chouchou missed Lu Suiran and walked up to Lu Huairou. Looking at his face that had aged a lot in recent times and the hoarfrost on his temples that had not yet had time to turn black, Lu Chouchong choked back another tear and reached out to hug him.

It grabbed his waist.

Lu Huairou originally thought that a battle between grandfather and grandson was inevitable, but he did not expect that for the first time, the little girl did not confront him head-on.

"Thank you for saving him."

The girl buried her face into Lu Huairou's chest and said angrily, "Thank you for giving him a better choice."

"Thank you... for accepting him."

Until that moment, Lu Huairou really felt that the little girl he had raised for so many years had grown up.

*

Lu Churro listened obediently to Lu Huairou's words and did not contact Jingxu again.

Lu Huairou calls the psychiatrist every Sunday morning to ask about Jingxu's condition.

Lu Churro didn't know about this at first, but later she accidentally heard him mention Jingxu's name on the phone, and she started to pay attention.

When he had nothing to do, he came in and gave him water, peeled a skinny apple and handed it to him, and even picked up a mop and pretended to clean his study.

Lu Huairou hung up the phone and said: "His problem is more serious. The psychiatrist is cooperating with drugs and hypnotherapy. Fortunately, he is willing to cooperate and goes there every week. The future is relatively optimistic."

Lu Congee nodded silently. She knew that it was her grandfather who arranged it, and even if Jingxu was unwilling, he would definitely not disobey it.

During the summer vacation of this year, Jiang Qinglin got the admission notice from Beicheng University as he wished. Zhang Hu's grades were slightly weaker and he failed to get into Beicheng University and went to a 985 science and technology college in the south.

This year, the juniors and seniors who confessed to Lu Congee continued to come forward one after another, but Lu Congee's polite refusal always became: "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend."

Although no one has ever seen what Lu Churro’s boyfriend looks like.

Jingxu’s Weibo stopped updating, and no news about him came out. Fans all flocked to fly’s official blog to ask for news about him. The official blog posted a poster of Jingxu’s previous game: “Retreat to practice and wait for your return.

"

Lu Churro enlarged the photo of this poster. In the photo, the young man was wearing a red and white team uniform, with his hands in his pockets, and he still had a cold tone of "I don't love anyone."

She smiled and saved the photo. Seeing her crazy look, Jiang Qinglin shook his head and sighed, "Have you become so humble now that you have an orgasm just by looking at the photo?"

Lu Churro put down his cell phone and sternly defended: "Jiang Qinglin! Can you have some moral integrity and don't drive casually!"

Jiang Qinglin is not weak either: "Lu Churro, can you be a bit promising? There are so many handsome guys in our school, don't hang yourself on a tree! Great youth, such a beautiful campus life, the male protagonist of Jinjiang Literature from Beicheng University

Among the top students, any one of them will be worse than him!"

"Linzai, do you know what it feels like to like someone?"

"How can I not know!" Jiang Qinglin read so many Jinjiang romance novels and said casually: "What I like is... boys want to press the heroine to the wall and kiss her, press her to the table and kiss her.

Kiss on the bed, press on..."

Lu Churro looked at her with disdain: "Don't drive!"

"Then tell me, what does it feel like to like you."

Lu Congee thought for a while and said: "Others say that liking makes people brave, but for me, because I like it, I will think forward, be timid, and be cautious and afraid of losing..."

She lowered her eyes and looked at the phone with a black screen: "Obviously, you can contact us with just a phone call or a message, but I don't have the courage to make this call. I wish I could be braver, but because I care too much, I dare not press this number.

.”

Jiang Qinglin looked at Lu Churri in confusion. She had never experienced such feelings, so she couldn't quite understand: "Why don't you dare."

"When you find someone you like very much, you will know why you don't dare." Lu Churro touched her head: "Okay, just read our winter vacation travel guide."

Jiang Qinglin flipped through the travel guide book and said: "Qunchu, I think you have changed and become a coward after going to college. In the past, you were a female hooligan who dared to whistle at the most handsome guy. Now you have become

I am timid. If it were me, no matter how far away the person I like is, I would overcome all difficulties and go to see him at all costs..."

Her words caused waves in Lu Churro's heart.

Overcome all difficulties and go to see him at all costs.

Does she have the courage?

The winter vacation was coming, and Lu Chouzhou, Jiang Qinglin, and some other boys and girls in the class made an appointment to travel to Suzhou, Hangzhou, and Wuzhen.

The scenery of Jiangnan is bright and graceful that is not found in Beicheng. With winding gardens and pavilions and quiet ancient towns with black tiles and white walls, time seems to move very slowly here.

Since the plane landed, Lu Churro's heart has never calmed down. Maybe it's because this is the south and the climate is unaccustomed to it; maybe it's because... he seems to be much closer.

Later, the friends changed routes and went for a tour around Guilin, Guangxi. In the waiting hall of Hangzhou Airport, Lu Chouzhou kept looking down at the train timetable.

Jiang Qinglin accidentally caught a glimpse of the screen of her mobile phone. It was the train from Hangzhou to Nancheng. The latest train was at 8:30, which was only an hour away.

"You can go if you want." She said slowly, "It's so close. You can see him in less than an hour by train."

Lu Churro put down his cell phone and said with a smile: "What are you going to do? I've already bought the air tickets."

"Then why are you looking at the timetable?"

"I...just take a look."

"I can't make up my mind." Jiang Qinglin took out a coin from his bag: "Let's ask God. If the flower is up and the number is down, go to him; if it's the other way around, just follow us to Guilin.
To be continued...