Difficult to heal

Chapter 39 I checked

Lu Shu walked out of the basketball gymnasium, and the door was locked behind the noisy crowd behind him.

The December wind has already brought a bit of bitterness, through the clothes like a menacing carving knife scraped into the bone seam, cold and stiff.

It wasn't until he walked into a separate smoking room nearby that he said to the person on the phone: "I was just in the basketball hall, it was a bit noisy."

Xiu Qinjiang said with great interest: "Are you playing basketball?"

"No," Lu Shu denied, "Tang Xingchen and the others played a basketball game with the attached high school."

This event was temporarily decided by the school a while ago. There was a third-year student in the No. [-] Middle School who committed suicide due to too much pressure. He jumped into the river outside the school. It happened to be meal time, and many students witnessed the coming and going.

The person was not rescued, and the parents ran to the school to make a fuss, and the news spread quickly. The leaders and teachers of the major schools in Yining City were terrified, and immediately held various psychological counseling lectures for the students.

Among them, the No. [-] Middle School and the Attached Middle School were particularly prominent. Lectures were not enough, and a basketball game was held in the name of friendship. The basketball teams of the two schools played against each other, aiming to relax everyone.

The students were refreshed after hearing this, and they had been preparing for several days in full swing, and now it was the moment when the score was fierce.

Xiu Qinjiang asked: "You didn't play?"

"What am I doing?" Lu Shu smiled nonchalantly, "I've only touched the ball a few times, and it's not from the school basketball team."

"Did Tang Xingchen call you all the time?"

"Didn't go," Lu Shu sighed, "I don't really want to go."

In the third year of high school, the study tasks were heavy and the time was tight. He really didn't want to spend his energy on superfluous places, not to mention that he didn't have Xiu Qinjiang, so it was meaningless to fight alone.

"How is your side?" Lu Shu changed the subject, "Did the competition go well?"

"It's not bad." Qin Qinjiang said, "Tomorrow is the last day of competition, and the day after tomorrow is the closing ceremony. It's almost there."

Lu hummed, and then fell silent.

Xiu Qinjiang is currently in Chicago, jet lag aside, just counting the game and the closing ceremony, plus the time spent on the road, it will take at least three days before he can come back.

But two days later, it was Lu Shu's birthday.

After a moment of silence, he said nonchalantly, "Are you used to it in America?"

"I'm not used to it," Chu Qinjiang said bluntly, with a bit of complaint, "The food here is not good, it's too greasy."

Lu Shu smiled lightly: "So hurry up and arrange a banquet for you."

"Yeah." Xiu Qinjiang's voice was low, as if talking to himself, and as if telling him specifically, "After you come back, you won't go out again."

Lu Shu lowered his eyes and said softly, "Okay."

There was no one in the smoking room, so he took out the lighter and cigarette case that Tang Xingchen had thrown in his trouser pocket just now, took out one to light it, and bit it between his teeth.

Lu Shu seldom smokes, and he has not smoked more than five times in total since he entered high school. Only when he is in negative mood and feels empty in his heart will he fall into that not-so-deep addiction.

Hearing a little movement, Xiu Qinjiang asked uncertainly, "Are you smoking?"

A thin layer of smoke slowly emerged from Lu Shu's lips, and he casually said, "No, there is someone in the smoking room."

"Go back." Xuan Qinjiang said, "It's not good to stay in the smoking room for a long time."

Lu Shu asked, "It's night over there?"

"Yes, after eight o'clock."

"go to bed early."

"it is good."

He finished smoking a cigarette before going back. Just as he stepped into the arena, two people came out of the men's restroom next to him.

One of them whistled: "Brother Lu!"

Lu Shu stopped and turned his head.

It was Tang Xingchen and a boy from the attached middle school. Both of them were wearing basketball uniforms, and their heads were covered with sweat.

"Why did you come out?" Tang Xingchen asked.

"Come out and breathe."

Lu Shu glanced at the person in Fuzhong, and the other person happened to look at him.

"Let me introduce you." Tang Xingchen came over and said, "My friend and classmate, Lu Shu."

Then he raised his chin at the people beside him, and said to Lu Shuan, "Ying Cheng, the high school master of the attached high school, the pervert who ranked first in the city in the last exam, is now my number one rival, the basketball captain of the attached high school."

Ying Cheng showed no expression, and elbowed Tang Xingchen hard on the shoulder.

Then he nodded towards Lu Shu, which was regarded as a greeting.

Lu Shu nodded back.

If I remember correctly, this legendary school bully was the guy who was playing skateboarding with a lot of anger that I accidentally met at the counterfeit that day.

This time it feels different from the last time, probably because of wearing a ball uniform, the whole person will not have a ruthless temperament of "I'm here to fight", but it still doesn't look very easy to provoke.

After all, he played very aggressively on the court before, coupled with his unruly face, no one would find this person easy to get along with.

Tang Xingchen, however, seemed to know him quite well, covered his shoulders and yelled, "You're disabled, you still want to play tricks outside the arena?"

Ying Cheng pinched his shoulder blades, looked him up and down and said, "Why don't I really cripple you?"

Tang Xingchen waved it away immediately: "The captains of both sides are forbidden to communicate in private."

Ying Cheng smiled lukewarmly: "Countless."

After speaking, he went in first.

Lu Shu watched the whole process, intriguing: "When did you meet?"

"During the summer vacation." Tang Xingchen acted quite naturally, "I played a few games and played a few times. It was quite interesting, and it didn't look so bad."

Lu Shu teased: "You are no match for the competition, are you ready to bribe in private?"

"Tsk," Tang Xingchen glared, "You are a brother like this? Who do you look down on?"

Lu Shu smiled but said nothing.

The noise in the arena was separated by a door. Before entering, Tang Xingchen asked, "Is your birthday coming soon? What are you going to do? Call Master to go out to play?"

Lu Shu shook his head and said indifferently: "I haven't thought about it, let's talk."

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When Xiu Qinjiang came out of the room of the leading teacher, half an hour had passed.

The request made was not in accordance with the regulations. The teacher thought for a long time after listening to it before reluctantly agreeing to him.

Today is his fourth day in Chicago, and also the No.70 day when he left Yining.

Not only the unbearable longing, but also the eating habits that he couldn't adapt to remind him that it's time to go back.

After not eating much for dinner, Xu Qinjiang took the elevator downstairs and went to the hotel lobby to ask if there was a meal delivery service.

As a result, I didn’t expect to run into an acquaintance at the front desk. Tang Yun, who was also not used to Western food and was so hungry, was also communicating with the staff in broken English, asking if the restaurant could make some Chinese food for the room. Pay for meals.

Xiu Qinjiang looked directly at the face of the lady at the front desk, thought for a long time, and came up with a sentence: "Doyouservefoodnow?"

The staff replied sorry, and then added another sentence.

He roughly only understood words such as "food", "weeding" and "garden".

Tang Yun concluded confidently: "She said there is food in the garden."

Chu Qinjiang was skeptical: "Are you sure that's what you mean?"

"Sure, she made gestures just now." Tang Yun asked again, "Where is the garden? I want to go."

Unexpectedly, the staff gave him a strange look and pointed in a direction.

Tang Yun didn't take that look to heart at all, and ran away after pulling on Hu Qinjiang: "Let's go, let's go, I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts, and I'll admit it if I eat hamburger salad."

Before Xiu Qinjiang could react, he followed into the back garden of the hotel.

Although it sounds weird to put food in the back garden, it is unexpected that there is actually dinner in the garden, and there are quite a few of them.

The long dining table covered with white lace cloth was placed more than half a circle, and there were many cooked foods, champagne cakes, fruits, etc. on it.

The variety is dazzling, very similar to the buffet in most hotels, but it looks more refined than the buffet.

Correspondingly, there are a lot of people. The lawn in the back garden is very spacious, the environment is elegant and unique, and the trees are filled with warm white lights. Not far away, someone is playing cello music. In the open space in the middle, there are couples of men and women dancing together. .

The atmosphere is rich and special, making people wonder if today is some kind of American holiday.

Tang Yun unceremoniously grabbed a piece of bread, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Is this hotel celebrating its anniversary? There are so many people."

Xiu Qinjiang stopped his hand before he could stop it, but let it go helplessly, turned his eyes around and said, "This is not a hotel event, let's go."

"What's that—"

Halfway through Tang Yun's question, a handsome man in a suit came over.

The other party was an Asian face. After carefully studying the two of them, he raised the champagne in his hand and asked, "Chinese?"

"Yes." Tang Yun chewed the bread and nodded blankly.

Xuan Qinjiang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The man smiled gently, took two glasses of wine from the side, handed them to each of them, and said in Chinese: "It's been a long time since I met a Chinese child here, welcome to my wedding, I wish you a good time. "

Su Qinjiang: "..."

Tang Yun: "..."

The two of them stayed where they were, especially Tang Yun. There is nothing more embarrassing in the world than being caught by the host for stealing a banquet.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Tang Yun blushed and put down the half-eaten bread in a panic, "I didn't know there was a wedding here, sorry, sorry."

"It's okay, don't be nervous." The man has a kind attitude and is very approachable. "Isn't there a saying in China that friends from all corners of the world are friends. I am Chinese, and you are from China. Rounding up, you are considered friends. This is just a wedding dinner. Stay and play together." You can play."

Tang Yun showed a bewildered and embarrassed expression, almost scratching his head.

Xiu Qinjiang quickly calmed down, and said kindly: "Happy newlyweds."

Tang Yun immediately added: "Oh yes, I wish you a happy wedding."

"Thank you very much." The man took a sip of champagne, and then went to the middle of the lawn.

"...Fuck, I'm so ashamed." Tang Yun was so embarrassing to face others, "Why don't we go back."

Xiu Qinjiang put down the champagne, followed the man's back with his eyes, and said, "Aren't you hungry? It's not too late to go back after eating. Anyway, I was seen, so it's not good to leave now."

Tang Yun slumped, grabbed the remaining half of the bread, and swallowed it in his mouth: "I hate Chicago..."

The groom walked back to the lawn through the crowd and whispered a few words to a couple who were dancing. The woman stopped dancing and embraced the groom, smiling very happily.

After a close kiss, she turned and left, leaving another man behind.

The groom stretched out a hand, and the man put his hand on it, and the two looked at each other at the same time, happiness visible to the naked eye hung on their faces.

They walked slowly to the center of the lawn, and like all other dancing partners, they put their hands on their shoulders and backs, and their steps fit and tacitly followed the rhythm of the cello music.

Only the only difference is that they stopped halfway through the jump and shared a long, tender kiss among the crowd.

Tang Yun, who witnessed the whole process, was dumbfounded, his chewing movements froze, and he couldn't believe it for a long time before he said: "...This is the marriage of two men?"

Then, as if hoping that someone would refute him, he asked repeatedly: "Two men? Am I right?"

Xiu Qinjiang reacted unexpectedly calmly, he raised his chin and said, "Didn't you see that?"

Tang Yun looked along his line of sight, and there was a small stand on each table, with the words "loveislove" written on it.

He didn't understand: "What's wrong with this sentence?"

"It means not to discriminate against any kind of love." Chu Qinjiang said, "It is mostly used for homosexuality."

Tang Yun coughed violently, and he calmly handed over the drink.

"You...ahem, how do you...know so clearly?" Tang Yun was surprised and horrified.

Xiu Qinjiang lowered his eyelids, turned on his phone and flipped through WeChat, looking at the chat box at the top.

"I checked," he said.

Before Tang Yun could speak, Xiu Qinjiang said again: "I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, so I won't attend the closing ceremony."

Tang Yun asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go back, someone's birthday at home."

He muttered to himself: "Very important person."