Human ladder

Chapter 48

He is more familiar with the school infirmary than anyone else. The school doctor's surname is Li. He usually likes to play basketball with Wen Yan, so he is willing to accommodate when necessary.

When Wen Yan rushed over, the school doctor happened to drive away Li Jian and Zhou Quan, who came to ask for their health, and said to Lu Congqi, "I'm so surprised, the new principal is afraid that you will not have enough food and clothing. Nuan, the food I eat every day makes me big and round, how can someone faint due to hypoglycemia?"

"..."

Lu Congqi sat on the bed, clutching the sheet subconsciously, and opened his mouth to say something.

But Wen Yan suddenly kicked open the door and walked in panting.

So the school doctor shifted his firepower, pointed at Wen Yan and cursed: "You have such long hands as a shit stick? Knock on the door, do you know?!"

Wen Yan ignored the school doctor and walked up to Lu Congqi on his own.

"Hey, you kid has been so arrogant and ruthless recently, I don't think anyone can cure you, right?"

"Wen Yan, Wen Yan! Did you hear that!"

With the background sound like a school doctor's machine gun, the two looked at each other, and were relatively speechless for a moment.

Perhaps Wen Yan's expression was too genuine and serious, even the school doctor noticed something was wrong, thinking that Wen Yan came here to seek revenge, he hesitated for a while, trying to improve his sense of existence: "Uh...if I'm not deaf If so, the school bell has been ringing for 3 minutes, right?"

"You go out first."

Wen Yan's eyes didn't move, and he didn't even look at the school doctor from the corner of his eye.

School doctor: "What the hell? Is this my territory?"

"Then borrow your site and use it!"

Lu Congqi shook his head reassuringly at the school doctor to indicate that he was fine, and after repeated confirmation, the school doctor walked out with a worried face.

The old air conditioner was noisy, and now it was wheezing like it was stuck.

Wen Yan opened his mouth, knowingly asked: "What's going on?"

Lu Congqi seized the opportunity, but seemed to be very afraid of Wen Yan's misunderstanding, so he hurriedly said, "It's just hypoglycemia...I...I didn't use it too much..."

Wen Yan quickly closed his eyes as if his eyes were hurting, controlled his emotions, and said in a serious tone: "I ask you, why do you have hypoglycemia?! Did you stay up late to study the questions again?!"

"..."

Lu Congqi looked away, neither answering Wen Yan's question nor looking at him.

As if afraid of causing some bad topics again.

"it is good……"

Then, Lu Congqi heard the sound of paper rustling, and he looked at Wen Yan curiously.

Standing and sitting, Lu Congqi had to look up.

So all his expressions were under Wen Yan's eyes.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, as if he had never read Chinese characters so seriously in his whole life, staring at the densely packed lines above, he said, "My name is Lu Qicong, I have rich undercover experience, I can't pretend to be tempting, play my role well .”

"Born in a military family, the family education is strict and conservative. From the point of view of choosing a spouse, he likes to be educated, reasonable, gentle and virtuous. Under the influence of his father, family education will subtly form a habitual thinking mode, which will continue to the next generation. The offspring will unconsciously imitate the father Style, he likes his son to be able to get good grades, outstanding, narcissistic personality, thinks his son will not be a mediocre person."

When Lu Congqi heard this passage, his world was spinning for a while, and the weakness that had finally recovered came to him again. He stretched out his hand in panic and guilt to grab what Wen Yan held: "You give me..."

Wen Yan didn't hide or leave, raised his chin slightly, looked down at him, and continued calmly: "Jin Shuo, Wen Guochao's informant, has a deep relationship with Wen Guochao and can be used."

"Wen Yan..." Lu Congqi heard Wen Yan read this, sneered, and then continued: "It's an honor, you have studied me for the longest time."

Lu Congqi leaned forward as if unconscious, forgetting that he was sitting on the bed at the moment, subconsciously rushed towards Wen Yan, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment, his knees slammed on the ground in a daze, and there was a burst of sound. It hurts to hear it.

But that person didn't seem to notice it, and even thought about it related to himself, his face was expressionless: "Wen Yan, the influence of the lack of companionship in his native family made him extremely resistant to the police profession in his heart, but he worshiped his father in his bones, and he was in love with his mother. Personality incompatibility, I like his father more, his father has a rigorous personality, a strong sense of justice, a socially productive personality, and is loyal to the educational concepts he has received throughout his life."

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, looking condescendingly at Lu Congqi who was kneeling on the ground.

Lu Congqi was sweating profusely all over his body, couldn't get up any strength, and struggled to stand up several times in a half-kneeling position. He couldn't avoid Wen Yan's gaze, but he still didn't give up struggling.

Wen Yan squatted down, kept Lu Congqi at eye level, took Lu Congqi's panic into his eyes, and said, "You have analyzed all the people around you."

But even from such an angle, Lu Congqi knew that it would be okay to be soft and use some bitter tricks, but his eyes were not weak at all, and he said in a self-defeating manner: "In a normal social interaction, one person can complete a social interaction with no more than 200 people at most. That's not all."

Wen Yan asked word by word: "Who are you?"

"Or this person you made me fall in love with, who is he?"

Lu Congqi closed his eyes hard, his qi and blood were stagnant, his chest was oppressed and he was short of breath, but he just shook his body, supported his body with his arms, couldn't see his expression clearly and just smiled briefly, "It's up to you , I want my dad to like me, I want the people I like to like me, I want to become what they like and approach them.”

He stared straight at Wen Yan, as if the next words were specifically for Wen Yan, with a firm tone: "If it wasn't for your mouth, if it wasn't the first time I saw you, I would imitate every move I made." It's all about the person who has left you..."

There were sharp knives in the air, which made him breathe lightly, and he obviously wanted to beg for mercy, but the words he said were cold and rigid: "Wen Yan, do you really think it's so easy to like each other and give each other equal affection? "

As if mocking himself, he lowered his head and said to himself: "Appearance, demeanor, like-mindedness, and like-mindedness, which one does not need painstaking efforts?"

"Everyone has their own emotional needs, and I have to meet your emotional needs so you don't leave me."

Wandering beggars need a stable home, I just build a stable and comfortable home for you, what is wrong, you lack the love of a father and someone who is patient and tolerant like Wen Guochao, is it wrong?

Wen Yan asked anxiously: "What about you? The road I know is packaged from beginning to end?"

He didn't dare to look at Lu Congqi like this. He just supported Lu Congqi's shoulders with both hands, but he didn't dare to directly meet Lu Congqi's eyes: "I can't see your emotions."

"I fucking want you to lie down on the bed now, and you will give it to me!" Wen Yan didn't know what kind of environment would make such a cautious person, and what kind of fear made him frightened to such an extent, he felt very distressed Liao asked in a trembling voice: "Do you treat you as a person? Is the Lu Congqi I fell in love with the person in front of me?"

Lu Congqi finally couldn't take it anymore, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "No, it's a packaged person."

It is a monster that fits your strengths, caters to your emotional needs, and sneaks in when there is a need.

"..."

In the dead silence.

Lu Congqi was even prepared for Wen Yan to slam the door and leave. He was like a death row prisoner waiting for fate, only waiting for the life and death of the knife.

Hard and thrilling.

But in such silence, he heard Wen Yan also whispering softly, cautiously like the tenderness of putting a child to sleep: "11.30. I ran into that child again after work today. He should be a little older than Wen Yan, and he looks fair. , with black hair, I went up to him and asked, "What are you doing here? "

"He said he was looking for his father, and his mother said his father was a policeman. I asked him, what is his father's name?"

Lu Congqi raised his head abruptly, and looked at Wen Yan in disbelief, even the shocked expression seemed to be cracked.

Wen Yan continued to lower his voice, and said word by word: "This kid shook his head and said he didn't know... He told me that his mother told him that one day his father would wear a police uniform and stand under the national flag and come back here."

"I always thought that the child might have found the wrong place, so I handed the beer duck in my hand to the child: "I don't know who you are, but say hello to your mother for me. "

Lu Congqi didn't dare to listen anymore, he reached out and grabbed Wen Yan's wrist, pinching his wrist until it was red.

But both of them didn't realize that they were alike, only heard that Wen Yan continued to recite the contents of Wen Guochao's diary, his eyebrows and eyes inherited from his father, staring at Lu Congqi's soul trembling: "I don't want this child, it should be It was obvious that I was going to bring it to someone else. So I bought him a separate portion of glutinous rice balls and stood there to watch him finish eating."

"You..." Lu Congqi wanted to ask Wen Yan how he knew this.

But he was so excited that his voice was not stable, and it would be difficult to pronounce even simple syllables.

Like a mute who has lost his voice but wants to defend himself, he is working hard in vain and stubbornly.

Wen Yan broke Lu Congqi's hands that were gripping him tightly one by one, and said softly, "Be gentle, are you planning to murder your husband?"

During the three days of the cold war with Lu Congqi, Wen Yan still wanted to solve all the problems he deliberately avoided. He went to find Jin Shuo and Luan Bing, went to Lu Congqi's room like a thief, and dug out the The jerky everyone's analysis sheet that Lu did from the period.

He felt distressed and even complained a bit, but he still said cautiously and couldn't bear to be hurt: "My father bought him a glutinous rice ball, which has become his favorite snack ever since. My father passed away later, and it became I will buy it for him."

"This man became my boyfriend later, and he was bought by his father-in-law."

He finally followed the road and peeled off the exquisite packaging he left to the world layer by layer, patiently trying to understand everything about this person, like an archaeological treasure.

Knowing that it is priceless, I took a brush and carefully brushed away the dust on it: "When I like to smoke, there is a strong mint in it. If you don't pick a cigarette, you only eat that brand of sugar.

"The wall at the back gate of the school was faster than me, and the sharp turn of the winding mountain road was not as good as me. You don't beat people yourself, but you have a dark heart."

Wen Yanwu shook his head and smiled wryly, fearing that the ground would be too cold, he half-lifted and half-carried Lu Congqi back on the bed, warmed his cold hands, and continued; "It took me three days to re-digest These, let myself get to know my own boyfriend again, to be honest, it is very difficult."

"But at the same time, on the one hand, I think my boyfriend is so cute, and on the other hand, I feel sorry for this bastard."

Lu Congqi's unknowing tears burst down the embankment, and he wiped them in a panic after realizing it, but the more he rubbed the thing, the more he couldn't control it, especially Wen Yan even helped him wipe it off.

Lu Congqi wanted to avoid Wen Yan, but Wen Yan turned him over again.

Then, he heard Wen Yan sigh, and said: "I'm sorry, I was too anxious, although I haven't figured out a lot of things... But my Lu Congqi don't be afraid of these, okay?"

He couldn't imagine how such a good and outstanding Lu Congqi in his eyes would be so afraid of the people around him leaving.

As if to make Lu Congqi believe what he said, Wen Yan groaned for a while, as if he felt that even if he said so much, it was not enough to show his sincerity, so he hurriedly added: "I know you are a very pessimistic person, don't believe me. Trauma can heal, and people have feelings beyond instinct, even if you think I like you, it is the result of your own efforts step by step."

Wen Yan seemed reasonable: "How could it be? Before you tried every means to set me up and try to get close to me, I had already decided to treat you well."

He stole something from an adult, opened a whole book of his father's thoughts, and learned a secret.

Saw that name.

So before Wen Yan saw this person, Wen Yan had secretly made up his mind.

That was the first time they met in the city bureau, and the undisciplined thornhead saw the owner of that name.

"My dad is gone, and no one will buy you glutinous rice balls... I just decided that I will buy them for you in the future."

Wen Yan said solemnly, as if swearing: "I like you, even if one day you can't make me happy or meet my emotional needs, I still like you."

He used 12 points of patience and sincerity, wishing to give his heart to Lu Congqi: "I hope that a pessimistic person like you can believe in the future a little bit after being with me, or believe that tomorrow will be better. Yes. I believe that people can be together for a lifetime, and I can believe that I like you very much."

Lu Congqi was dreaming, he didn't dare to say yes, and he didn't dare to take a big breath, as if he felt that as soon as he took a breath, all these things would be broken.

Until Wen Yan confirmed to him, those who insisted on asking for an answer: "Is it okay?"

Lu Congqi didn't answer.

Wen Yan asked again: "Is it okay?"

Lu Congqi woke up like a dream, and found that he had not fallen into the cold reality. Wen Yan's eyes were still burning, and the temperature of his palms continued to pass through his clothes. His eyes and nose were red, as if he felt that this image was too bad .He wiped his eyes solemnly, wanting to clean up his embarrassment.

Lu Congqi opened his mouth softly, and uttered a simple syllable from his throat.

That answer really couldn't hear any firm and solemn emotions, but it was Lu Congqi who gave up all his courage.

He thought at that time.

If I wake up from the dream as soon as I open my mouth... then wake up as soon as I wake up, at worst, I will live by this dream in the future.