Chapter 51

Fu Jia walked out of the restaurant, and after only a few dozen steps, the composure she had pretended collapsed. He hugged his arms tightly, shaking violently.

He was afraid of himself who cursed his mother to death in the restaurant just now, and even more afraid that his bluff threats would not work, and he was afraid that Fu Xiaoli and Lin Heng would attack Lu Qi'an.

If Lu Qi'an was negatively affected because of him, he would hate himself to death. What's even more frightening is that it may not be others who influence Lu Qi'an, but himself. He has been deliberately ignoring that Lu Qi'an actually didn't want him, he was the one who stalked Lu Qi'an to accept him.

Will Lu Qi'an be better off with him than before? For him to fall out with his family and give up his studies abroad, is it really okay?

Fu Jia thought that University A was good enough, but after thinking about it, it wasn't good enough. Lu Qi'an obviously deserved the best.

With his head down, he wandered the streets in a trance, and didn't return to the family area of No. 6 Middle School until midnight.

There was no one in the house, it was pitch black and there was no light. Lu Qi'an only came to stay two days a week, and these two days were neither yesterday nor today, which made Fu Jia both fortunate and painful.

He washed in a hurry and was about to fall asleep, but he didn't dare to turn off the lights or close his eyes. He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would not be able to guard the house. Some ghostly woman would sneak in, set up cameras all over the room, and watch him eerily through monitors.

The closed space could not provide Fu Jia with a sense of security, but instead became the source of his depression. He got up from the bed, took out some cash and held it in his hand, and ran out of the house as if fleeing for his life.

There were no pedestrians on the streets in the early morning, and there were very few taxis passing the No. 6 Middle School. He tightened his collar and walked towards a more prosperous road for half an hour on foot, and finally got a ride.

He told the driver that he was going to University A.

He was about to lose his mind, he just wanted to see Lu Qi'an, no matter what. Anxiously, the drive of more than an hour became extremely long. Fu Jia urged many times, and the driver also increased the speed again and again, but the required time could not be shortened. It was past three o'clock in the morning when we arrived at our destination.

Fu Jia checked out and got off the car, followed the route he would take every Saturday to Lu Qi'an's residence, and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door opened, and Lu Qi'an held the doorknob with a slightly surprised expression. He slept lightly, and woke up the moment he heard the doorbell, and realized that it was Fu Jia who came, so what surprised him was not Fu Jia's arrival, but Fu Jia's state at the moment.

At three o'clock in the morning, Fu Jia stood in front of his house in pajamas with a pale face, his eyes were red, as if he would cry in the next second.

"Are you asleep?" He asked in a low voice, like a guilty child who has done something wrong, "Did I bother you?"

Lu Qi'an didn't speak, first pulled him into the door, touched his cold shoulder and asked: " What's wrong with you?"

Fu Jia was able to maintain his composure at first, but when Lu Qi'an asked him, his rationality immediately collapsed, and he wanted to tell him everything. He tried his best not to speak, almost holding back tears.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Lu Qi'an was at a loss for a moment. He hesitated for two seconds, stretched out his hand to hug Fu Jia into his arms, didn't dare to use too much force, just stroked his back, and asked again: "Jiajia, what's wrong with you?"

He was none other than Lu Qi'an.

Fu Jia hugged him back hard, feeling his body temperature, as if she had regained her fresh vitality. He held back his tears and said, "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare. I was scared alone, so I couldn't help but come to you."

Lu Qi'an tightened his arms and did not question his statement. It was too late at three o'clock in the morning, Lu Qi'an wanted to appease Fu Jia more than asking about the cause and effect.

He took Fu Jia into the bedroom, changed him, and took his temperature with a thermometer to see if he had a fever. Fu Jia sat obediently by the bed, staring at him all the time, for fear that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Are you still afraid?" Lu Qi'an asked.

Fu Jia thought for a while and said, "A little bit. Can you hold me when you sleep? I won't be afraid if you hold me."

Lu Qi'an said yes.

Fu Jia smiled, crawled under the quilt, and opened her arms to him: "Hug."

Lu Qi'an turned off the light and lay down beside him, and he immediately stuck to him. His body had already recovered, but Lu Qi'an still remembered his pitiful appearance when he came, so he lay on his side and held him in his arms.

Fu Jia closed her eyes, her nose sore.

He admitted that he was too weak, that's why Lu Qi'an was forced to give up his studies abroad, and Lu Qi'an was targeted by Fu Xiaoli and Lin Heng. However, he is not only weak, but also selfish and shameless. Even if Lu Qi'an is implicated by him, he doesn't want to let go. He still wants to rely on Lu Qi'an for the rest of his life.

"Can I live with you?" Fu Jia said. He didn't know how to deal with Fu Xiaoli and Lin Heng, so he wanted to hide and lock himself at home so that Fu Xiaoli couldn't find him. "I heard that some people study at home in the third year of high school. If you can control yourself and have someone teach you at home, the effect will not be worse than reviewing at school… Anyway, you can teach me the content of high school… No, what I mean Yes, you can teach me when you have time, and most of the time I study alone at home, is that okay?"

Lu Qi'an thought for a while when he said this abruptly, and instead of rejecting him directly, he said: "I can go to No. 6 Middle School to accompany you "

"No…" Fu Jia said, "I want to stay at home with you, I don't want to go to school, I just want to stay at home…" His voice was obviously nasal, a little pitiful and a little willful.

Lu Qi'an sensed something was wrong, so he didn't answer Fu Jia, but sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.

Under the light, Fu Jia had tears in her eyes, and her complexion was even worse than before. Lu Qi'an felt a pain in his chest, and couldn't help frowning.

Fu Jia thought he was angry, felt guilty, wanted to apologize, but felt wronged, tears welled up in his eyes, but he held on to not let them fall.

Lu Qi'an took a deep breath, softened his brows and eyes, and said, "What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong with you. Didn't we agree that if you are wronged, you can sue me."

Fu Jia wiped her tears with the back of her hand, She rushed forward and hugged him tightly, the fear that had been suppressed all day broke out.

"What should I do… What should I do if I hurt you?" He choked up and said, "Why am I Fu Xiaoli's son? It's been so many years, and she can still find me…"

He confused Fu Xiaoli and Lin Heng's story was told, because he was hugged by Lu Qi'an, the more he talked, the less fear he felt in his heart, replaced by anger, and some unsavory swear words also appeared in his narration.

After being together, Fu Jia never swears in front of Lu Qi'an. Lu Qi'an always thought that he had cured this bad habit, but he didn't expect to hear him swearing again today.

"I can't wait to kill Fu Xiaoli and Lin Heng." There are some things Fu Jia would never say to Lu Qi'an when he was dead, but today he poured out his brains, "They are so hateful, how could they have your idea? I don't care at all. The Lin family, I won't go with them either!"

Fu Jia stripped himself clean from the inside out, and held him in front of Lu Qi'an for him to see. He didn't hide the truth about Lu Wanqing's premature birth, nor did he hide Fu Xiaoli and Lin Qing's dirty plans. Broken jars, his jars were broken by him a long time ago, he can carry the broken pieces and walk forward, he is not afraid of pain.

Fu Jia couldn't stop talking, and Lu Qi'an didn't interrupt him. Although there were a few swear words in his words from time to time, and he even yelled and yelled at each other, but there was nothing wrong with it, at least he was no longer flustered or scared.

This talk lasted for nearly two hours. Fu Jia didn't sleep all night, and he didn't sleep well last night. His eyelids were clenched with sleepiness. He shook Lu Qi'an's arm and said, "Why don't you talk, what should you do, what should you do?" Do it…"

Lu Qi'an felt sorry for him, kissed the corner of his lips, and stroked his cheek to coax him to sleep: "With me here, I'll be fine. If you're sleepy, go to sleep first."

"I can't sleep." He looked at Lu Qi'an, "I want to protect you."

"Yeah." Lu Qi'an responded, "You protect me."

Fu Jia chattered a lot, and fell asleep at dawn. Lu Qi'an guarded him by the bed for a while, then got up and walked out of the room.

He frowned, thinking carefully about how to solve the problem.

Things are far from as simple as he said. Leaving Fu Xiaoli aside, Lin Heng is very difficult to deal with. He was almost young, not a few years younger than Lu Zhiyuan, although he was kicked out of the Lin family by Lu Wanqing and Lin Qing early on, and he was punished by Lu Zhiyuan several times, but he came back to life again and again and couldn't deal with it.

He was someone both Lu Zhiyuan and Lu Wanqing found troublesome.

Lu Qi'an had a preliminary plan in mind, but he didn't dare to push it too far, so he went to the balcony and dialed his father's phone number.

If this matter only involved him and Fu Jia, Lu Qi'an would not ask his father, but Lin Heng was different, his ultimate goal was Lu Wanqing's mother and son.

Lu Qi'an had a bad feeling.