Chapter 66

Lu Qi'an hugged Fu Jia and kept repeating "I'm here", until his voice became hoarse, Fu Jia gradually stopped crying.

Lu Qi'an tightened his arms and looked at the person in his arms soaked in sweat. Although the tears had stopped, he was still sobbing. His face was red due to lack of oxygen, as if he was about to faint in a second.

"Jiajia." Lu Qi'an kissed Fu Jia very lightly, and said, "Breathe with me, slow down, follow me."

He took a deep breath and led Fu Jia back to his normal breathing rhythm.

Slowly, Fu Jia stopped sobbing, and her complexion improved a lot. Lu Qi'an picked him up and took him into the bathroom to take a bath.

Fu Jia was extremely tired, and leaned against Lu Qi'an as softly as without a bone, unable to stand or sit steadily. Lu Qi'an could only carry Fu Jia back to the bed, and took a hot water bath for him.

Seven years ago, something similar happened.

Lu Qi'an took off Fu Jia's sweaty pajamas. Fu Jia cooperated very well during this process, but Lu Qi'an noticed that he had been trying to curl up his body to hide his abdomen, and his hands were also protecting there intentionally or unintentionally.

"Why are you covering your stomach?" Lu Qi'an asked, "Is it a stomachache?"

Just now when Fu Jia was crying the most, she was kneeling on the bed and covering her stomach.

Fu Jia shook his head, and twitched again as soon as he opened his mouth: "No, it doesn't hurt…"

He lied.

For the past seven years, he has always felt pain in his stomach and waist in a daze at night, as if someone was hitting him with a baseball bat. He will not recall the nightmare that happened seven years ago in the family area of the No. 6 Middle School. That day he was completely covered by someone and couldn't see anything, but his body still seemed to remember how painful he was, and remembered every stick. .

Lu Qi'an took a warm towel, helped him wipe his body, and said, "Why would you cover it with your hands if it doesn't hurt? Just tell me if it hurts, and don't hold back."

Fu Jia thought for a while, and said, "That might be… It hurts a little."

Lu Qi'an paused, and several sharp thorns appeared in his heart.

He changed the subject and asked, "Do you cry like this every night?"

"Occasionally, just occasionally." Fu Jia said, "Don't worry."

Some lies can be uttered without thinking at all. Not for anything else, just because the first thing he thought of was "don't worry".

Lu Qi'an leaned down and kissed Fu Jia, and said, "Come and live with me, tomorrow. You can choose an apartment close to your company, or a villa a little further away. Aunt Miao and Aunt Sun are also there." It's up to you to decide which one to hire ." Fu Jia

watched him quietly for a while, and then said, "Okay."

That night, after Fu Jia fell asleep again, Lu Qi'an woke up and watched over him all night.

When she woke up the next day, Fu Jia opened her eyes and saw the red blood in Lu Qi'an's eyes that had been up all night. She was so distressed that she asked, "You haven't slept all this time, have you?"

Although Lu Qi'an's eyes were red, he was in good spirits: "I'm afraid you'll cry behind my back again."

Fu Jia hurriedly pushed him to lie down, "Then you can go to sleep again. Fortunately, it's only after seven o'clock. I'll make breakfast and wake you up when it's ready."

He said Getting up to leave, Lu Qi'an stretched out his hand and pulled him back: "Forget about breakfast, you pack your luggage.

" What? "Fu Jia didn't react.

"You promised me last night, and you will move to live with me today." "

Fu Jia's eyes widened, and he said: "That's not because I moved in the morning, I have to go to work, and so do you…don't you go to work?" Lu Qi'an said: "

Gao Xing told you that day in the park, I bought your company, and now I am your immediate boss, and I can approve leave for you at any time." "

Fu Jia was taken aback, and found that he really didn't notice this that day. He struggled for a while, didn't say anything more, and got up to pack his luggage.

After returning to China for more than a month, Lu Qi'an stayed at the villa. Although he and Fu Jia are only two people, living in a detached villa is wasteful and empty, but in order to avoid both of them moving at once, Fu Jia chose to move to a villa.

His luggage is very simple to put away, except for a small amount of clothing and sundries, the rest are work-related things. Most of the furniture and electrical appliances belong to the landlord, and the small part that he adds himself is left to the landlord instead of taking it away.

It has to be said that Fu Jia actually has a shadow of the residence of the villa.

But Lu Qi'an's villa is different from the Lin family's villa back then. It has a modern style, the main color is gray and white, and the glass area is large, which looks very transparent. There are courtyards all around the villa, and the south courtyard is especially open and bright, with a pool filled with water and a slightly higher wooden platform next to it, with seats and carefully maintained green plants, leaving no dark corners.

Fu Jia stood in the courtyard, staring at the swimming pool in a daze.

Lin Family Villa does not have a swimming pool. Because it was impossible for Lin Fengxun to swim in the water in his life, in order not to make him sad, Lu Wanqing asked someone to redesign the courtyard and fill in the swimming pool.

"Want to swim?" Lu Qi'an held Fu Jia's suitcase in one hand, and led him into the villa with the other, "The bedroom is on the second floor, put your luggage before going."

Fu Jia followed him up the stairs, a little embarrassed: " No, I just think the swimming pool is beautiful, and… I can't swim either."

Seven years ago when Lu Qi'an took him to the beach, he couldn't swim, seven years passed, seven summers, and he never went there again Swimming pool, never been to the beach again.

Walking into the master bedroom, Lu Qi'an pushed open the door leading to the balcony, and he could see the swimming pool in the courtyard from top to bottom. He asked: "Do you not want to swim, or can't swim?"

Fu Jia was even more embarrassed. He uncontrollably thought of the seaside that summer, and Lu Qi'an smiling at him in the dazzling sunlight, and said, "I want to swim, but I can't."

Lu Qi'an squeezed his hand tightly: "I'll teach you."

The two changed their swimming trunks and came to the pool. Lu Qi'an entered the water first, stood in the water and stretched out his hand to Fu Jia, saying, "Come on, you can step on it to the bottom, don't be afraid."

Fu Jia was not afraid at first, but after Lu Qi'an said , he was called squeamish for no reason, as if he was really afraid of water.

He held Lu Qi'an's hand and entered the water, and indeed stepped on it to the bottom, but the water had reached his chin. This was a lot of pressure for a person who had only been in the water once in his life and was knocked over by the waves head-on. He raised his head high, always feeling that he would not be able to breathe.

Lu Qi'an let go of his hand, swam to the side for a short distance, and said, "Jiajia, try to see if you can come here."

Fu Jia lost his support and suddenly became afraid. He raised his head and didn't look under the water, so he couldn't see the depth of the water. His body seemed to be lifted up lightly, and he seemed to be sucked into the bottom of the water at any time. He took a step towards Lu Qian, the soles of his feet slipped, and the water submerged his head in an instant.

Lu Qi'an hugged his waist and quickly carried him out of the water. Fu Jia not only choked, but also swallowed a big mouthful of water, lay on Lu Qi'an's shoulder and wailed, coughing and his eyes were red.

"Don't learn for now." Lu Qi'an said, and carried Fu Jia to the pool, and went back to the villa to find a swimming ring, and put it on Fu Jia. It

is impossible to learn to swim without choking, but Lu Qi'an was reluctant to let it go. Fu Jia choked on his mouth.

Fu Jia grabbed the swimming ring, and thought of Teacher Liu saying that Lele could swim with only a floating board, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed: "If you don't let go, I won't choke."

He was not afraid of water at first, it was Lu Qi'an who made a He looked squeamish, and he became squeamish.

It has always been like this between them, if Lu Qi'an hadn't treated him like a fragile object, he would definitely become a person who would never cry or make a fuss when he fell down, and would get up by himself. But with Lu Qi'an, he can't do it. He doesn't have to wait for him to fall, he just walks two more steps and he starts to feel wronged.

"I was wrong just now." Lu Qi'an said, "Trust me one more time, I won't let go."

He meant something.

Fu Jia held his hand, put on the swimming ring and re-entered the water. Lu Qi'an led him around in the swimming pool before he came out from the shadow of the choking water, and flung himself around with his hands and feet.

After swimming for an hour, Fu Jia and Lu Qi'an returned to the master bedroom on the second floor to take a shower. The bathroom in the villa is so big that there is no need for two people to squeeze together. Fu Jia took a quick shower and ran to the kitchen on the first floor to find something to eat.

Swimming consumes a lot of energy, he and Lu Qi'an only ate some casual breakfast on the way here to fill their stomachs, soaked in the water for an hour, and his stomach was almost burning with hunger.

The refrigerator is full of fresh ingredients, but there are only a few kinds of fruits that are ready to eat. Fu Jia hurriedly took an apple and put it in his mouth, and carefully peeled and cut the rest with a knife to make a fruit plate.

Lu Qi'an went downstairs a few minutes after him, and when he entered the kitchen, Fu Jia had already finished eating an apple and was concentrating on tinkering with the fruit plate in his hand.

Lu Qi'an reached out to get the uncut ones, but was stopped by Fu Jia: "It's mine, you eat what's on the plate."

He had seen the Lu family's pies in the Lin family villa, even if it was such a soft and rotten fruit as bananas, It has to be cut up and put on the plate before eating. He doesn't like to eat sliced food. On the one hand, he doesn't want to bother, but on the other hand, he likes the feeling of chewing raw.

Lu Qi'an remained silent, took a sliced peach from the fruit plate, and fed it into Fu Jia's mouth.

Fu Jia opened his mouth to eat, and in the next second, Lu Qi'an put his arms around his waist and kissed him, and used his tongue to sweep away the peach in his mouth.

Lu Qi'an is different from other Lu family members, he has his own unique way of eating fruit.

After eating half a plate of fruit, Fu Jia's lips turned red, her waist became tender, and her legs softened.

Lu Qi'an ate 30% full and said, "I'll ask Aunt Sun to cook."

"Don't wait until she comes." Fu Jia said, "Let me make tomato egg noodles. I often make them at home.

" Qian, Fu Jia cooks at home almost every day. But he has only one person, he is too lazy to delve into it, and he only knows the simplest dishes.

He skillfully set up a pot to boil water, handle tomatoes and eggs.

Soon, the water in the pot was steaming.

So did he.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" He said, "I just thought of these questions recently. I was ignorant before, and I always felt that I would be satisfied if you would give me one more look. Worrying, I fooled myself and never thought about asking you."

Fu Jia leaned against the cooking table and stopped what she was doing: "Now think about it, when two people are together, neither party can hold back their worries. After so many years, I I've held back too many questions and want to ask you."

Lu Qi'an said, "What do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask…" Fu Jia paused, then said, "I want to ask when you fell in love with me."

Lu Qi'an bowed She lowered her eyes and said in a soft tone: "There is no specific time, Jiajia, this is an incremental process. After getting to know you, my liking for you is increasing day by day, and I will only like you more and more."

" …Then let me ask again, why did you give me a Band-Aid when you saw me in the courtyard when you were a child?"

"I think you are very interesting, so I deliberately threw the dragonfly into your hand, and the reason for giving the Band-Aid is because you have But… it may also be to make you pay attention to me."

"When I was in No. 16 Middle School, I put bread crumbs in your textbook once, and used a stapler to staple notes on your schoolbag. You Do you think I'm annoying?"

"It's wrong, I don't like what you did, but I like you."

"The year I moved out of the villa, Lin Feng held a birthday party, and I peeked in the servant's room, are you right? I made the mouth shape of 'don't look'?"

"I'm helping someone else celebrate their birthday, it might be uncomfortable for you to watch, I want you not to look at it."

"Then…then after I move out, is Cen Mengke your name? Here?"

"Yes."

"When I transferred to another school, she gave me a schoolbag . Did you buy that?"

"Yes."

"Did you like me then?"

"I have always liked you."

bright.

Lu Qi'an looked at Fu Jia, his eyes that had been up all night turned redder.

Fu Jia took a deep breath, stepped forward, and leaned into Lu Qi'an's arms.

Going around in circles, it has been ten years and seven years.

Those who leave will eventually return. What he wants will eventually fall into the palm of his hand.