Back to the Years When My Father Was in School - Chapter 80

Qi got out of the car, took Lu Yan’s shoulder back to the house, and said with a smile: “Don’t worry about him, let’s go back to the house, our Resident Evil has not cleared the customs, you accompany me to finish the fight.”

Hearing that he was about to play a game, Lu Yan immediately became high-spirited, and looked back at Liang Ting and waved: “Daddy Liang is here too!”

“Okay, you guys play first.”

After Ye Jiaqi brought Lu Yan into the house, Liang Ting walked to the Bentley car and knocked on the window.

A few centimeters down the car window, only the dark eyes of the man in the car can be seen.

Over the years, Shen Kuo’s appearance has hardly changed, but his eyes have become deeper and sharper, like a bottomless black pool. When he glances at it, he can feel the chills.

He was too lonely all these years of losing his beloved one.

“Do you want to… enter the house?” Liang Ting asked him, “Talk to her?”

Shen Kuo shook his head.

Lu Zhen walked over and said helplessly: “Shen Kuo, after so many years, you should put it down, and when will you have to wait.”

If Lu Yan could not remember the past, Lu Zhen would never force her to be with Shen Kuo, even if she had loved him so deeply.

As a father, Lu Zhen is absolutely focused on the happiness of his daughter today.

Who she likes and who she falls in love with is her freedom.

Shen Kuo looked at the two-story building and said calmly: “Look at her, don’t let her have any accidents, otherwise, I won’t be polite to you.”

After speaking, he closed the window and started the engine.

“Drink, you threatened me!” Lu Zhen shouted at the shadow of the Bentley car going away: “Shen Kuo, you are the one who is the most persuaded for so many years!”

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That afternoon, Lu Yan and her girlfriend made an appointment to watch a movie, but before the movie was released, her girlfriend’s boyfriend suddenly broke up with her.

The best friend cried to Lu Yan on the phone for a long time, and finally said that she would go to her boyfriend to ask questions, and finally hung up the phone.

Lu Yan stood at the entrance of the cinema, holding two ticket stubs in her hand, a little helpless.

On the way home, after passing by the gate of Beicheng No. 3 Middle School, she suddenly stopped.

This is the high school where she graduated, and now the school gate has been renovated several times and is magnificent.

A yellowish picture suddenly appeared in Lu Yan’s mind. The gate of Beicheng No. 3 Middle School in the picture was still a rusty iron gate. A tall and thin boy wearing a black T and old sneakers, carrying a messenger bag, walked by the gate. Come.

His face overlapped with that of Shen Kuo, the “big devil” in Lu Yan’s memory.

He smiled faintly at her, as gentle as the summer wind.

Lu Yan walked into the campus in a ghostly manner. After several renovations and reconstructions, the teaching building was raised several floors.

But Lu Yan could still see the old look in her mind.

Strange, how could she have such a memory…

At the end of the camphor forest, the third high school building, which is said to be excellent in Feng Shui, still maintains its original appearance in 2000.

There are no students in this teaching building. It has been preserved as a school history exhibition and has become the oldest historical relic in the entire Beicheng No. 3 Middle School.

Lu Yan walked to the front of the teaching building. The walls of the building were already covered with green moss. She could vaguely see such a picture—

The girl in a white dress was standing on the stairs, and the boy squatted beside her, helping her carefully fasten her carry, she reached out and touched his head.

The boy said to him solemnly: “Don’t touch my head.”

So the girl fumbled hard and laughed.

Helpless, the boy grabbed her hand and kissed her with his head down while there was no one around.

The picture is like a yellowed old photo, frame by frame replayed in her mind.

Lu Yan walked along the path of the wall covered with green vines, and came to the back of the teaching building. There was a small pond with duckweed floating in the pond and golden and red carps swimming.

A familiar figure stood by the pool, looking at the koi in the pool.

Lu Yan recognized that figure from behind-Shen Kuo at a glance.

In the dream, Shen Kuo is a big villain. She bankrupted her dad and left her in the sinking house.

But… he let her go home later and showed her fireworks.

Lu Yan felt confused. She wanted to hate this man, but she couldn’t.

No, not only is it not disgusting, but looking at his tall and tall back, Lu Yan will feel blushing and heartbeat speeding up inexplicably.

This is weird! How could she blush to a man who is the same age as her dad…?

Just when she stood on tiptoe and wanted to leave Mimi quietly, Shen Kuo suddenly said: “Xiao Yan, come here.”

“Well…”

Just call Xiaoyan, do you want to be so intimate.

In the dream, he and Dad are rivals. In reality, he is Dad’s boss. Whether in dream or reality, she is not familiar with this big guy at all!

Lu Yan moved her steps, walked over to him, and obediently called out, “Good Uncle Shen.”

Shen Kuo let out a soft “um” and stopped speaking.

Lu Yan plucked up the courage to look up at him.

Almost dizzy in that second.

The soft dusk shines on his cheeks, his handsome features are like sculptures of creation, his brows are straight, his eyes are deep, and his thin lips are like a knife.

Obviously at the same age as my father, for Mao… for Mao he is so handsome!

Lu Yan always felt that her dad was already rare and handsome, but compared with Shen Kuo, his dad was… eclipsed!

“Uncle Shen, what are you doing here?”

Shen Kuo said softly: “Wait for someone.”

“Waiting for someone?”

“Um.”

Lu Yan couldn’t help looking at him again, his dark eyes were staring at the calm surface of the pool.

“Uncle Shen, who are you waiting for?”

“A person who may never come.” When he said this, his expression seemed a little sad.

Lu Yan’s heart was suddenly stung, and huge sadness gushed out, her throat was sour, and she even wanted to red eyes.

“If that person never comes, why are you waiting?”

Shen Kuo sat by the pool, his figure finally kept as tall as her. He stared at the girl and said seriously: “Because I promised her.”

“Then do you come every day after work?”

“Um.”

He has been waiting here for twenty years, no matter how windy, rainy or snowy, he comes every day.

Lu Yan suddenly felt that he was not scary at all, on the contrary, he was so pitiful.

“Uncle Shen, I will wait with you today, okay?”

“OK…”

His throat visibly rolled, swallowing the soreness in his throat.

Lu Yan sat next to him and said to herself: “I was going to the movie just now, but my girlfriend gave me water.”

Shen Kuo asked gently: “Xiao Yan, what movies do you like to watch.”

Lu Yan said without hesitation: “I like watching Zhou Xingchi’s movies.”

Shen Kuo pursed the corner of his mouth: “Really.”

The heel of Lu Yan’s shoes knocked on the granite wall one after another, and asked casually, “Uncle Shen, how about you?”

“I also like Zhou Xingchi, his “The King of Comedy”, I like it best.”

“Wow, let’s watch it together next time.”

“good.”

The girl sat quietly beside him, and he looked at her tenderly.

His face was the same as before, and it was still what he remembered, but he had already read it all.

But no matter how many ups and downs his eyes have seen, no matter how lonely and cold his heart is. But as soon as I saw her…

Full of tenderness, rushed to my heart in an instant.

He sat by the small pool with her, watching the dusk and sunset gradually sink in the distance.

“Xiao Yan, have you liked others?”

“No, my dad doesn’t call me a puppy love.”

“I like it.”

Lu Yan looked at him curiously, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly: “Like her, it is the blessing of my life.”

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