I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

Sun Lu often receives confession, and the word "like" is the one he hears most.

He didn't even know him, he was still unfamiliar, but there were always strange people who came to him and said "like".

At one point he thought these two words were particularly cheap.

The sound of the water was "rushing", sparkling white against the moonlight.

His fingers kept running across the surface of his clothes.

But today he seems to know the meaning of "like", which is deeper, purer and simpler than originally thought.

When Zhao Yinqing was on the hospital bed and the salt water bottle was half missing, Sun Lu came back with a lemon scent and the daily clothes he had just returned to his hands.

The doctor left again, and the office was quiet, making the steps of the boy walk in still ringing in his ears even if he was deliberately relaxed.

The scene not long ago was so embarrassing, Zhao Yinqing just wanted to pretend to be asleep.

Her head was turned to the other side, only pink ears and half of the chin line were exposed. The slightly cold light fell on her, adding a bit of fragility.

Sun Lu pulled the chair away and sat down by the bed. There was a small noise, followed by the sound of plastic bags, which didn't stop for a long while.

Zhao Yinqing frowned irritably, and finally opened his eyes to look over.

"What are you doing?" The voice was weak like a flat balloon, without any momentum.

"I got you a set of clothes." He took it out of the bag, folded it neatly and placed it at the end of the bed, "It might be a bit larger in size."

Zhao Yinqing said dullly: "Why do you give me clothes? Men's clothing."

Sun Lu looked at her silently.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhao Yinqing coughed and said, "I see."

Sun Lu put a roll of plastic bags next to his clothes and asked, "Drink water?"

"Drink something."

There was a water dispenser at the door, the power was turned on, and the sound of water rolling came after a while.

Sun Lu got up and went over, took out a disposable cup from the cabinet below, poured water and returned to hand it to her.

"It's still a bit hot," he said.

Zhao Yinqing sat up a little from the bed, took it from him, and took a light sip.

Sun Lu sat back on the side of the bed again, glanced at her, and then turned away.

The air was frozen, Zhao Yinqing lowered his head and stared at the water in the cup.

She inevitably remembered her previous life when she sprained her foot. Sun Lu put her in the infirmary, stood for a while as if killing him, turned and left.

At that time, Zhao Yinqing sat alone in a chair, watching people walk out of the door, the back disappearing quickly, it was somewhat disappointed.

Fortunately, Sun Lv still has a bit of conscience, and he came back soon, his face was as black as Tan, and he was not considerate this time. He just sat on the edge in silence and waited for others to take over after completing the task.

She inevitably had a self-reflection, and compared the two lives. The only difference seemed to be that she was a little more settled, more informed, and stationed in her place like a circle, not crossing the boundary, and not disturbing.

Just so, Sun Lu's attitude is quite different.

Is this a kind of irony?

When the remaining drips almost bottomed out, the doctor came back, pinched a little bit, and helped her withdraw the needle.

Zhao Yinqing pressed the back of his hand, got off the bed, and glanced at the sheets.

The doctor said: "It doesn't matter, don't worry about it here."

"Oh." Zhao Yinqing's face was a little hot again, lowered his head and put his feet into the shoes, turning his heels and stuffing them.

Sun Lu watched for a while and saw that the dressing was not going well, and said, "Raise your feet."

Zhao Yinqing: "No."

Almost squeezed in, but the heel of the shoe was folded.

Sun Lu glanced at her half-handicapped appearance, suddenly squatted and grabbed her ankle, and said, "Hurry up, everyone is back."

There was already a bit of human voice far away outside.

Zhao Yinqing froze there, and Sun Lu put her other foot on again in one go.

He got up, handed her the clothes at the end of the bed, and said, "Change?"

Zhao Yinqing was still hesitating.

The doctor sitting behind the desk said, "Change it. Leave your clothes here. I'll take it away and wash it with this blanket. You should rest more like this now."

Zhao Yinqing said, "Can you still help wash clothes here?"

The doctor smiled: "In special circumstances, we can still make an exception for accommodation, that is, we have to pay 20 yuan."

Zhao Yinqing nodded, and when he could relax himself, he naturally wouldn't want to feel guilty.

As soon as the curtain was pulled, the white cloth shook slightly, and a small piece was instantly separated.

Zhao Yinqing took off the camouflage uniform and put on the clothes Sun Lu had brought.

Gray men's T-shirt, black sports shorts.

With the outrageously wide sleeves on her, Zhao Yinqing tucked the hem of his trousers and opened the curtain.

Sun Lu, who was standing outside, turned around, stunned, his eyes quickly turned away.

"Go," he said.

Zhao Yinqing nodded, thanked the doctor, and the two went out together.

The night training has ended, and a large number of students are slowly pouring in from the gate.

Like waves on the sea, pushing one by one.

They stepped on a layer of black shadows and passed through the crowd.

Sun Lu sent people to the door of the dormitory.

Zhao Yinqing said, "Thank you today."

She looked more petite and fragile in relation to the clothes. She looked at him with dark eyes against a still pale face.

Sun Lu bowed his head: "It's okay, you have a good rest."

Zhao Yinqing let out an "um" and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

Seeing her entering the corridor and disappearing completely, Sun Lu turned around.

When he arrived at the dormitory, Qin Yu had already returned.

On the last night, the control was not as strict as before, and the bathing time was also relaxed.

Qin Yu was not in a hurry to grab the faucet, dragged out the suitcase that he had returned to his hand, rummaged for snacks, and asked, "What is the problem with Zhao Yinqing? Is he too tired or is he suffering from heatstroke?"

Sun Lu found that he couldn't answer this question easily. When he didn't hear it, he said, "You came back very quickly."

"I didn't finish the run. The last section was repairing the road. I took a shortcut and came back." Qin Yu unpacked the bag of potato chips to eat, and threw a bag of potato chips to Sun Lu. "Did you feel tired after doing this?"

"Not so," Sun Lu paused, "She's not heavy."

Qin Yu recalled and said, "It seems that Zhao Yinqing is not fat, and that leg is thin and straight. Tsk tsk."

Sun Luyi frowned and said nothing.

On the second day, the students in the entire camp slid into the bus like a returning duck flock, and swayed away as they did when they came.

Zhao Yinqing still feels uncomfortable in his stomach. After getting in the car, he closed his eyes and leaned there, making no sound.

When I arrived at the service area, I went to the bathroom.

Standing there to wash her hands, a person came by and gently touched her arm.

Zhao Yinqing turned his head, and Sun Lu handed over a thermos cup.

"If you don't eat breakfast, drink more hot water," he said.

Zhao Yinqing shook her head. She is not a person who likes to drink water. She has to sit in the car for a long time, and it is troublesome to drink too much.

Sun Lu didn't force her, but glanced over her slightly pale side face, and asked: "Is it better than yesterday?"

"Better."

The two walked outside and stood under the sun for a moment. Next to them were pedestrians who kept coming and going. The warm wind and swaying tree branches hit Sun Lu. They walked back towards Zhao Yinqing, her clothes rubbed on her. .

Zhao Yinqing glanced at him, and Sun Lu stared at her silently. It was strange that day, his eyes were no longer as pure as they used to be, as if they were covering something, trying to cover them, but they were still overflowing.

It's just that Zhao Yinqing was not in the mood to study it carefully, and turned his head away calmly.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the car arrived at the school, and the school gate was full of private cars picking up people.

Zhao Yinqing slowly dragged his suitcase to the side of the road. Today, it is Zhao Zhengyang, which is really rare.

"Why are you slouching?" Zhao Zhengyang got out of the car and tilted his head to look at his daughter. "It's dark, but not thin."

Zhao Yinqing handed over the suitcase and said, "Half-life is almost gone."

"It's so miserable, do you need comfort?" Zhao Zhengyang opened the trunk, put the luggage in, turned his head and shouted Sun Lu again.

A dozen meters apart, Sun Lu and Qin Yu were standing next to each other.

Zhao Zhengyang made a gesture.

Sun Lu came over here.

Zhao Yinqing said, "Why did you tell him? He still has something to do."

"Go home, what can I do now."

When someone arrived, Zhao Zhengyang said, "Are you gone?"

Sun Lu nodded: "Yeah."

Zhao Zhengyang smiled and said: "Go, get in the car, your mother has already made a delicious table at home and waiting."

Zhao Yinqing said, "I've got it all, you haven't eaten it yet?"

"Of course we ate. I will prepare it for you and walk around." He put one arm in each hand and pushed forward.

Zhao Yinqing took a seat in the back as usual. When Sun Lu also sat up, he realized that he was sitting in the wrong place.

Wrong, no second person cared, and the car drove out quickly.

It seems that this is the first time that Zhao Yinqing and Sun Lu are sitting side by side in this car in such a long time.

The sunlight was divided by the parasol trees on the side of the road, falling mottled in from the car window, flickering and dimming.

Zhao Yinqing leaned against the door and closed his eyes again.

Zhao Zhengyang was still talking, but when the rear mirror saw her, he gradually muffled his voice.

When arriving at the gate of the community, Sun Lu suddenly called a stop.

After a faint sound in his ears, Sun Lu got out of the car and Zhao Yinqing opened his eyes.

Looking out from the car window, next to the bridge of the river, there is a person standing with a neat ponytail. She is slender and looks like a very amiable girl at first glance.

Sun Luzheng walked towards her. In the car, Zhao Yinqing's schoolbag was still left at his feet.

When he walked to the front, before he could say a word, Ren Xue threw himself directly into his arms.

Sun Lu was taken aback, thinking of the car behind him that hadn't driven far, and thinking of Zhao Yinqing's sight through the window of the car, and he was about to push away in a flash.

The hand on her waist tightened, Ren Xue hugged him tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Alu, my dad hurt my mom, I'm very scared."

As the car continued to drive in, Zhao Zhengyang asked Zhao Yinqing who it was.

Zhao Yinqing retracted his gaze and said, "I don't know."

"Not from your school?"

"No."

Zhao Zhengyang smiled meaningfully and said: "I'm still young, this age is normal."

"What's normal? Is it a puppy love?"

Zhao Zhengyang turned around to gossip about her and said, "Have you looked for a boyfriend?"

"I want to find it." But the ghost asked her to find it in time.

Zhao Zhengyang said: "I have no objection to looking for it. People at this age should have life and memories other than reading. This is absolutely true."

Like what he would say, Zhao Yinqing was not surprised at all. In her previous life, she desperately pursued Sun Lu, and Zhao Zhengyang even helped out when she knew it.

Her dad can sometimes be a little unreliable and cute.

After arriving home, she greeted Liu Siqi, went upstairs to change clothes, and went down to eat.

I made a full table, quite cold, and Liu Siqi was heating it up.

After living together for half a year, Zhao Yinqing's taste preferences are almost known, and most of them are her favorites here.

Liu Siqi chatted with her a few words at random, and Sun Lu came back, but he didn't wait much, went upstairs and changed his clothes before hurriedly preparing to leave.

Liu Siqi said: "Where are you going? Come and eat first."

"Aunt Liao is hospitalized, I'll go see it."

Liu Siqi walked over and watched him wear shoes over there, and said, "Why are you in the hospital all of a sudden? What happened?"

"I was angry when I quarreled with Ren Feipeng."

Liu Siqi whispered: "Going to gamble again?"

Sun Lu gave an "um" and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Let Ren Xue want to start."

Sun Lu let out another "um", his eyes went wrong, Zhao Yinqing sat at the dining table with his back turned to him, his long black hair was scattered, the sunlight outside the window came in, fell on the tiles, and reflected on her again. , Warm, a bit of quiet taste.

She didn't even look at it, and didn't care about the movement here.

Sun Lu turned around and walked out of the house, leaving the villa group quickly and out of the community.

Ren Xue was still waiting for him in his original position.

I haven't slept well in the past two days, and her eyes are obviously black and haggard.

When she arrived at the hospital, Liao Xiuyun was awake, half of her face was swollen, and when she saw Sun Lu coming in, she put her head a little embarrassedly, hiding the marks on her face in vain.

Sun Lu didn't consciously look at her face, put the fruit he bought on the bedside table, and went out to buy food for the two mothers and daughters.

This is actually not the first time that Ren Pengfei did it. It happened several times before, but it was not as serious as this time.

The dilapidated home has been smashed to pieces, Ren Pengfei didn't get the money, and he wouldn't let it go for a while.

Faced with such a life, Ren Xue was almost desperate.

She sat by the hospital bed, expressionless and speechless.

Liao Xiuyun looked at her face and said cautiously: "Don't blame your father, he was confused for a while."

Ren Xue said "Heh", always like this, only to say: Don't blame your father, it is not easy for him; he is impulsive this time, and he will definitely not be the next time; you have to trust him and always give His chance to change.

"I'm tired of listening, haven't you been tired of talking?"

Liao Xiuyun sighed and said, "Otherwise, what can I do, whoever makes him my husband, I have no choice."

"Why don't you have to choose? You are divorced!"

"Ren Xue!" Liao Xiuyun's voice rose instantly, "Is this what you should say? He is your father!"

Ren Xue followed with excitement, "Is he worthy of this title? Has he ever taken on the role of being a father? He is not a fart!"

Liao Xiuyun swept his arm, and threw the cup on the counter to the ground. The ceramic cup contained tea in it. The water fell on the ground, and a lot of it splashed on Ren Xue's trouser legs.

She looked down, her chest visibly rising and falling.

The two mothers and daughters did not hear the comfort of the bed next door.

Liao Xiuyun looked at the angry Ren Xue, thinking of her messy life for most of her life, her eyes were slightly hot, and said: "I know you hate him, and I hate him many times, but..."

But when they were young, they had loved them seriously. Ren Pengfei also had a heartfelt relationship, warming her feet in the middle of the night, no matter how late she was hungry, she would wake up and cook for her.

It was one of the few thoughtful and caring things that she remembered for half a lifetime, and every time she couldn't go on, she would choose to be patient again when she recalled.

She knows that divorce is possible, but conservative ideas will never allow her to make such a choice.

That was her husband, her dependence, half of the sky she used to be.

Ren Xue got up and walked directly out of the ward.

Those grand-sounding excuses were untenable and incomprehensible to her.

She sat in the hallway, enduring physical exhaustion and mental suffering, thinking of the future, the way forward was slim.

When Sun Lu came back carrying the lunch box, Ren Xue was almost going to sleep.

"Eat some." Sun Lu handed the plastic bag forward.

Ren Xue took it, held it in her hand, feeling the temperature of the lunch box in a daze.

The corridors of the hospital are quiet and long, narrow and deep, with people passing by from time to time, and the white-clothed nurses hurried the family members.

Sun Lu sent the other one into the ward, came out again, and sat next to her.

No one spoke.

After a long while, Ren Xue first spoke: "I want to move."

Sun Lu turned to look at her.

Ren Xue lowered her head and rubbed her fingertips back and forth on the edge of the lunch box, saying: "I can't stand it anymore. I want to move away. I don't want to see that person anymore. I just want to live a good life and live a calm and ordinary life."

Sun Lu said, "Where is Auntie?"

Ren Xue raised her head, eyes full of tears, and she tried not to let them fall.

Sun Lu said, "Do you promise that he won't find him?"

"..."

Ren Xue's college entrance examination this year was not bad, within the expected range.

Sun Lu asked again: "How is your university tuition?"

The tears in Ren Xue's eyes finally rolled down. She took her sleeve and wiped it hard, and then choked up and said, "No, it was stolen by him."