Chapter Thirteen

  Su Lan had taken it before, and Jing Yang couldn't let go of her hand. Su Lan could only hold his hand back, and the two hadn't seen each other for several days again. She was a bit slow in her movements, her eyes fell on that collarbone, but she was also worried about discovering something, so she hastily covered it up with a few quick wipes. As a result, she accidentally scratched him with her fingernail.

  Jing Yang stared at her for a moment, Su Lan grabbed it as if she was caught in the act, and quickly shifted her gaze.

  When she walked into the hospital lobby, Lu Yu ran into an acquaintance. The person chatted with her for a while and it turned out that he was also from the obstetrics department, and he was a man. After finishing talking to Lu Yu, he introduced himself to Jing Yang and the others, being very enthusiastic.

  A man actively talks to a woman, even a married one, and is also close with her family, the intention is obvious.

  That man asked Jing Yang: "Who is this?"

  "My younger brother." Lu Yu said with a smile.

  The man smiled and extended his hand: "Hello."

  He nodded slightly without lifting his hand, and then said to Qiu Lin beside him: "Just now I said your eyes are good, how come you're stupid this time? Didn't you see the lady holding a child, why don't you go over?"

  Qiu Lin suddenly sprang into action and rushed over to hug Jing Nian. Jing Nian, not recognizing him, wrapped his arms around Qiu Lin's arm and shouted, "Thank you, Uncle!" Then he stretched out his arm and said, "Brother, look, I'm taller than you now."

  Lu Yu smiled and said to the man: "Director Han, goodbye."

  "That person said: 'Goodbye.' And then to Jing Nian said: 'Next time play together, little friend.'"

  Jing Nian waved goodbye: "Uncle, see you later."

  Su Lan looked at Lu Yu and felt a little sour in her heart. It was her stubbornness, otherwise, according to her conditions, she would have found someone long ago. Why did she have to be so stubborn and insist on being single? She had already suffered losses but still swallowed her pride, afraid that others would laugh at her.

  As soon as they got on the bus, the two little ones were like competing with each other, one moment comparing this and another moment comparing that. Jinglu knew more about the scenery, and with just a few sentences, he made Jing Nian feel inferior again, which ended up making him cry.

  Lu Yu scolded non-stop, facing Su Lan: "Quickly, take care of your son."

  Qiu Lin, who was driving, said with a bit of courage: "Jing Nian little friend, men have tears but don't easily shed them, so stop crying."

  Jing Nian shouted: "I don't understand."

  Qiu Lin helplessly said: "Alright, I'll tell you a way to win against your brother in a bit, don't cry."

  Jing suddenly stopped and sobbed: "You can only tell one person."

  "Okay."

  Jinglu grabbed Jingyang's ear and said, "Dad, that uncle up ahead is cheating the little kid again."

  Admire haha laugh.

  Jing Nian was worried that the child would cry herself to death, but Qiu Lin helped calm her down, which was a huge help. She couldn't help but glance at him a few more times and teased: "I say, you're not only a driver, but also a part-time nanny!"

  Qiu Lin's interactions with women were mostly around his age, and he would often tease them without holding back. When it came to Lu Yu, however, he was someone Qiu Lin had never met before, so he was afraid of saying something wrong and upsetting the boss, so he just smiled and didn't respond.

  Su Lan said: "Don't mind her, she jokes with everyone."

  "Young driver, your future is boundless! Your boss's wife has even spoken well of you. Do you know how great an honor that is? Your boss rarely listens to her good words."

  Jing Yang said: "We agreed to speak nicely, how did you hear that? Don't call him a little driver, he has a name."

  "What's going on?"

  Qiu Lin.

  Lu Yu circled around, admiring the view and patted the front seat: "Little driver, you're driving too slowly. Are you not afraid of delaying your boss's business?"

  Qiu Lin smiled and said: "I'm just a supporting actor, at the critical moment, Yue will come to assist."

  When they arrived at Jing's house, Jing let Qiu Lin drive back.

  Qiu Lin was taken aback: "Boss, me?"

  "Jing Yang said: 'I have a car on this side, and it's temporarily stored at your place.'"

  Qiu Lin's heart was filled with joy, and he said: "Boss, no need, I..."

  Back home, Zhao Yi saw the two children and felt a pang of heartache. Lu Yu went to help Jing Xing turn over as usual, and soon came out to shout at Jing Yang to ask for his help, wanting to get him up and sitting.

  At the dinner table, Jingxiang suddenly brought up the topic of Luyu not being promoted to director, but she brushed it off vaguely. Su Lan said to Jingxiang, "She's very stubborn, why don't you talk to her alone?"

  Jingxiang also had this intention. Before going to sleep, she knocked on Lu Yu's door. He was indeed awake and opened the door, saying: "What's up?"

  "Is it convenient?"

  "Let's have a chat."

  "Come in." said Lu Yu, opening the door.

  The room was simply decorated, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the air. Jing Xing lay on the bed, looking like Lu Yu was giving him a massage. He casually leaned against a table and said, "Tell me about your work."

  Lu Yu helplessly hooked his lip and said: "Su Lan has already told you, what else can I say?"

  "Then let's get straight to the point."

  "What's the point."

  He also said: "Looking at dad is about to retire, he has done some achievements in recent years. But didn't plan any benefits for us."

  "That's because Dad is honest and doesn't like doing those shameful things."

  Jingxiang also said: "Let's put it this way, our family still has some foundation. In the future, after Dad retires, you and your brother and son will definitely have no problem with food and clothing."

  "What are you trying to say with this roundabout talk?" Lu Yu furrowed his brow.

  "It's not that Dad doesn't care about you, I have to take care of you too. Not considering anyone's face, just the way you treat my brother, I shouldn't be unfair to you. But you're like Dad...too straightforward, not good." He said, shaking his head.

  Lu Yu helplessly treated it as a lecture and spread his hands: "Then what should I do?"

  "Quit your job and follow my arrangements from now on."

  Lu Yu burst out laughing: "I've finally achieved something, and you want me to resign? Jing Xiang, I know you're a good brother who cares about me, but I'm still in good health, not greedy, just seeking peace. Don't worry, I won't hold you back."

  Stop making excuses, looking at the person on the bed and saying: "He's got a bad habit of getting into trouble, and it just so happens that you two just got married. Don't even mention drunk driving, I know him better than anyone else does. Jing Xing is always like this after drinking, he's been like this since he was young, and the timing couldn't be more coincidental, how did it happen on your wedding day? Others might think it's because of the excitement of getting married, but you two have known each other since you were teenagers, what haven't you done before? What's there to be excited about? He's not some young punk.

  Lu Yu's face fell and he lowered his head, saying: "But there is no evidence. You also said it has been so many years, what can be done about it? This isn't something I can change by switching jobs."

  Look up and say no more, mouth said: "You think about it carefully, give me an answer in a few days."

  "Uh-huh."

  He went out and closed the door on his way.

  Coming out from Luyu, Jingyang went to the bedroom. His son had spread out a large pile of books on the ground. Jingyang sat down and took a look, they were about astronomy and geography. He felt that his son was studying too many things at once and taught him that he should focus on one subject.

  Su Lan piled up the clothes on the bed and said: "He's so young, why tell him these things, do whatever makes you happy."

  "One misstep leads to another, I must be more careful."

  "It's just that with intention, flowers may not bloom, but without intention, willows can grow into shade."

  "That's because their kung fu is not up to par."

  "Don't be poor with you, let's talk about something serious."

  "Say."

  "I'm going to see my mom the day after tomorrow."

  "When the time comes, let Yueshan take you there, I've been busy lately and can't spare the time."

  Su Lan also expected him to be able to do what, just a courtesy call.

  After a while, he looked up at Su Lan and said, "Isn't it very dangerous on the mountain?"

  "It's okay, I've been there too."

  He didn't ask anything more after hearing this.

  When Su Lan walked out, he unexpectedly saw Jing Yang. It was early in the morning and he didn't know where he came from. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, and his whiskers were green.

  Su Lan had just carried her luggage out of the door, and the two of them exchanged a glance. She didn't think much of it and asked: "Are you back?"

  Jingxiang looked at her and said, "Leave now?"

  "The plane at 7:30 is now 6 o'clock, it's not early anymore."

  It's getting late, he reached out to take her suitcase, Su Lan was taken aback, not only didn't let go, but also took a step back, avoiding eye contact and said: "I have to go, Lu will be staying at my mom's place for the next few days."

  His hand paused in mid-air, unable to express the annoyance that came from his heart, the sourness of his eyelids... nothing was going smoothly. Jing Yang stretched out his hand and took her suitcase, lifted it with ease, and said while putting it into the trunk: "How can it be so light? Aren't you leaving for several days?"

  She said: "I have to climb mountains and can't take a car, it's such a hassle going back and forth."

  He paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at her: "Or wait, after two days when I'm busy, I'll take you there."

  Su Lan pushed him and said: "I'm not a few years old kid, hurry up, I'm in a rush."

  He then closed the rear cover and said in a hard voice: "It's not far away, what's the hurry."

  Su Lan had already hastily gotten on the bus and was calling out to him from the window: "Jing Yang, can you hurry up a bit? We're really going to be late."

  He didn't care, turned around and walked into the house.

  "Sulan roared: 'What are you going back for?'"

  He didn't turn around: "I stayed up all night, didn't brush my teeth, and didn't wash my face. How can I go out?"

  Su Lan was anxious and had already slammed the door shut with a bang.

  No way, the person she was sending had become a big shot, and she could only wait in the car. Half an hour passed, and the person still hadn't come out. She had to get off the bus to call him, but when Su Lan opened the door and went in, there was no one around. She shouted: "Jing Yang."

  After a few seconds, someone pushed open the bathroom door and stuck out a wet head to ask: "What's wrong?"

  "I'm going to be late."

  "What's the hurry? I'll just take a bath and won't delay you."

  Su Lan looked at him helplessly, suddenly catching sight of a small purplish bruise on his collarbone, and her anger flared up again. She suppressed her temper and smiled sweetly: "You go wash first, rest well after washing, I'll take a taxi myself, won't bother you." After saying that, she walked out.

  Jingxiang was stunned for a moment and shouted: "Halt!"

  With a "whoosh" sound, the gate opened and she flashed by, her clothes fluttering, and in an instant she vanished from Jingyang's sight.

  The house is very big and empty, Su Lan doesn't like to clean up, Jing Yang also doesn't like strangers coming in. At the beginning of their marriage, they had a lot of furniture, all European style, which he liked.

  But with children, Su Lan also had to take care of her studies, and no one was available to pick them up.

  Jingxiang rarely came back, and after a few days of freshness, Sulan had someone move it away.

  If she's not busy, she'll take care of the cleaning, put her son in a stroller, chat with him while sweeping, and time will pass quickly. If she's busy, the child will be handed over to Zhao Meng, and Su Lan will run there when she's free, returning once every ten days or half a month.

  Back again, dusty everywhere.

  Looking up, he came back once, and everywhere was gray. He didn't say it out loud, but he was also disdainful. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left without even sitting down for a moment, just teasing his son's playfulness before leaving.

  In this way, all the furniture at home that was difficult to clean up were moved away one by one by Su Lan.

  All the way back now, coming home once, the house is empty and hollow, let out a roar.

  Echoes, round and round.

  The word "live" has been echoed several times now.

  It's like he's telling a joke.

  He looked up at the house, quiet as a tomb, with only two living things swimming in the fish tank. He felt like his chest and abdomen had been hollowed out, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, yet unable to find an outlet for release.