When Lu Ya put the food on the table, Hua Ling had taken a shower and changed into home clothes. When she heard the shouting, she walked out of the room. Her hair was tied up, and her sideburns and bangs were tucked behind her ears.
Hua Ling and Lu Ya were unusually silent while eating. Lu Ya wanted to speak several times, but when he looked up and saw Hua Ling, he held back his words. He didn't seem to know what to say.
"What's wrong?" Hua Ling swallowed the food in her mouth and seemed to understand something when she saw Lu Ya's expression, "Just say what you want to say."
Lu Ya raised his head and stared at Hua Ling: "Qi Tian has moved here, do you want to see her?"
Hua Ling raised her eyebrows and nodded: "Yeah, okay, I happened to bring a lot of pastries. She should like it."
Lu Ya seemed to be relieved and asked again: "Hua Ling, do you hate Fang Qitian in this period, or do you mean - yourself?"
Hua Ling paused while picking up the vegetables, then continued to put the vegetables into the bowl. Hua Ling raised her lips and said with a smile: "I hate myself, ever since I realized that my family's financial situation is not as good as that of the Yu family, ever since I saw my grandma relying on her old age to help her.
, from the time my father took out grandma’s anger on him on me, from the fact that my subconscious mind made me feel that their faults were all because of me, and that they were like this because of me. From the moment I discovered this, I hated myself.
."
Lu Ya seemed to be frozen after hearing these words, and his eyes were shaking when he looked at Hua Ling.
Hua Ling stuffed the contents of the bowl into her mouth, leaned on the table in a panic, swallowed the food, and wiped her face the moment she raised her head.
"God knows how much I envied Yu Qiuming in the past. In my eyes, even if he is not rich in spirit, he still has food and clothing. Will his parents blackmail him with money? No, because Uncle Yu started from scratch and had a relationship with my father.
Comparatively, that’s why my grandma is so talented and angry that her son is useless! To my dad, I am even more useless!
"Otherwise, why would I want to express myself in front of Huamu and the others? How could it be just because I am the eldest sister...
"Fang Qitian also has a half-sister. You probably haven't heard me tell you, right?"
Lu Ya handed Hua Ling a wet wipe to wipe her face in horror, and shook his head after hearing Hua Ling's question.
"I have never seen her. I have only heard about her from other people. She seems to be very short, not as tall as Fang Qitian. She went to university and studied Chinese medicine when I was tired of studying due to the pressure of the high school entrance examination.
When I heard the news, I forgot what I was thinking, but one thing was very clear - my half-sister was admitted to college when I was tired of studying, and I didn't even get a good grade.
"It's too bad. I don't deserve to do anything. It's just superfluous."
"Hua Ling..."
【Snapped!】
Hua Ling suddenly slapped him, and the applause was loud. After Hua Ling slapped him a second time on the other side, Lu Ya stood up suddenly, stopped Hua Ling, and held his hands.
"You are already doing great. If you have survived, Qi Tian will also survive. I believe in you." Lu Ya hugged Hua Ling and patted Hua Ling's back to comfort her.
Hua Ling did not cry loudly, but shed silent tears, flowing down his cheeks and dripping on Lu Ya's long sleeves.
Hua Ling silently took out a lollipop from his pocket, bit off the package with his teeth and stuffed it into his mouth. After the sweetness spread in his mouth, Hua Ling took out a second lollipop and waved it in front of Lu Ya's eyes: "
Do you want to eat?”
After taking it, Lu Ya bit open the package and put it in his mouth.
"Sweet taste makes people feel good. I often do this...when I was still in Fang Qitian."
"Um."
The slap is to calm down, and the sweetness is to adjust the mood. Fang Qitian has never hurt herself with a knife. She feels that the blade cannot achieve its purpose. The pain of flesh and blood will not make her better. She has to worry about being discovered with scars.
She would rather slap herself more times.
Only when she feels she can give up, will she give back to herself with blood and flesh. In addition, sex can also relieve stress.
After finishing the meal and washing the dishes, Hua Ling took the pastry box and opened the door and went out in home clothes. Lu Ya followed.
After going up to the tenth floor, Hua Ling knocked on the door of No. 1101, but there was no response from the room.
"Not this one?" Lu Ya was puzzled.
"That's it, it must be that the adults are not here." Hua Ling raised her hand and entered the password on the combination lock.
Lu Ya suddenly became nervous when he saw this scene: "Why don't you send her a message?"
"Her phone has been destroyed and she can't receive messages now."
Hua Ling entered the correct password and opened the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Fang Qitian guarding the door with a feather duster, and seemed to be planning to attack outsiders.
When Fang Qitian and Hua Ling looked at each other, they were stunned for a long time with the feather duster in their hands. Then they blurted out: "What are you doing?" and then threw the feather duster on the sofa not far behind them.
Hua Ling brought two boxes of pastries to Fang Qitian: "I brought them for you, they taste good."
Fang Qitian saw that the box was printed in Japanese, and the ingredient list on the side of the box was all in Japanese. He frowned and looked up at Hua Ling: "So you went to Japan. Is it fun there?"
"It's quite interesting. Whether it's fun or not depends on the situation."
"Well..." Fang Qitian put the box away, raised his eyes and asked, "Is there anything else? It's already late at night."
Lu Ya came up and asked, "Where are your parents?"
"At my grandparents' place."
"oh oh."
Then Fang Qitian stretched out his hand to close the door, and Hua Ling suddenly said: "The mobile phone is in the two drawers from top to bottom on the left side of the dark brown cabinet, and the tablet is in the third drawer. If you go to get it, try to only take one, so as not to be discovered."
"
Fang Qitian was stunned, nodded, and closed the door.
According to Hua Ling's words, Fang Qitian got the phone and confirmed the location of the tablet. After turning it on, he quickly set the program to suit him and muted it.
When Hua Ling and Lu Ya returned to the house, Hua Ling received news from Fang Qitian.
--Thanks.
Hua Ling smiled and did not reply.
Lu Ya and Hua Ling were sitting on the sofa together. Lu Ya looked at Hua Ling in confusion: "Didn't you say that her mobile phone was destroyed?"
"Before high school, every mobile phone was discarded by her parents. Of course she still has it, but her parents strictly prohibited it."
"Strictly prohibited...are you still playing?"
"Mobile phones are not just for playing, they are a tool for communication and relaxation."
People like Hua Ling and Fang Qitian who don't understand team competition games are actually very difficult to get addicted to playing mobile phones. Fang Qitian was once called an old woman because he likes to play Xiaoxiaole. People of the same age think that kind of games are too old.
Only people play.
And for a person who likes anime, it is very scary not to see anime updates.
"Games, cartoons, and making friends with people with poor grades can all be used as excuses for parents to belittle themselves. They will never feel that it is their fault, and even if they know, they will be stubborn."
Hua Ling was relaxing on the sofa, holding in her arms the tiger stuffed animal she pulled out of the suitcase.
Lu Ya sighed and said, "I used to wish I had my parents by my side, but now it seems that my parents are not all good things."
"There are too few good things."
"That's why the emperor and the queen are so valuable to you."