MTL - She Came To My Concert-Chapter 40

Zhu Wenshu took out his mobile phone very calmly and checked Baidu.

Then it was discovered that the appendix really grew on the left side.

But she turned her head to look at Ling Chen's expression, and knew that he was just teasing her casually, and it couldn't be because of this.

Zhu Wenshu didn't ask any more questions.

Since he didn't say anything, it is very likely that the scar was caused by past events that he didn't want to mention.

The car drove steadily all the way to a destination that Zhu Wenshu didn't know.

On the way, Ling Chen did not speak any more.

Zhu Wenshu leaned his head against the car window, his eyes looked at Ling Chen's waist and abdomen again without any trace.

There was a soft sigh in the carriage.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of a Japanese grocery store.

Zhu Wenshu has never eaten Japanese food, because it is too polarized.

The cheap ones are very cheap, but the taste is not as good as the roadside food stalls.

Of course there are exquisite and delicious ones, but the price is outrageous.

However, there is one advantage of the Japanese grocery store, the passenger flow is usually not too large, most of them have compartments, and the privacy is very good.

Zhu Wenshu and Ling Chen went in one after the other. After closing the Japanese-style sliding grille, they were cut off from the outside world. Even the waiters seldom came in. They were basically only responsible for serving the food after customers placed orders on their mobile phones.

Looking at the exquisite grilled foie gras, baked crab with cheese, wagyu black truffle and tempura in front of you, Zhu Wenshu's waffles are screaming, if you dare to let them in, I will call you tonight I can't eat and walk around.

After not moving his chopsticks for a while, Zhu Wenshu was speechless when he met Shang Lingchen's gaze.

"Don't you like it?"

"It's not..." Zhu Wenshu was trying to explain, when Ling Chen lowered his head and took out his phone.

After a while, the waiter opened the grill and served another seven or eight dishes.

Zhu Wenshu was surprised to see that the untouched food in front of her was taken away. When the waiter went out, she quickly said, "Why do you order so much? If you can't finish it, it's a waste. It's not cheap here!"

"fine."

Ling Chen pushed a steamed seafood tea bowl towards Zhu Wen's writing, "Try this."

"..."

Sorry waffles.

Zhu Wenshu picked up a spoon and took a sip. The freshly scooped abalone was inlaid in the tender eggs, and she almost spit it out.

After eating a few mouthfuls one by one, Zhu Wenshu couldn't bear it anymore, so he put down his chopsticks.

Ling Chen looked up again.

Seeing that he wanted to order food with his mobile phone again, Zhu Wenshu quickly said: "Don't waste it, I just can't eat it!"

His fingers stopped on the screen, and it took him a while to say "oh".

"Have you had dinner?"

Zhu Wenshu: "...No, I'm losing weight."

Ling Chen glanced quickly around Zhu Wenshu, although he didn't speak, the meaning on his face was obvious.

Where do you need to lose weight?

"I'm really fat, and the meat is hidden."

Zhu Wenshu gathered his coat, "You can only see it when you take off your clothes."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Wenshu's eyebrows twitched.

She just said something stupid.

How does this sound like, hinting!

After a very quiet two seconds, Zhu Wenshu finally mustered up the courage to visit Ling Chen secretly.

But he didn't seem to think much at all, he lowered his head and ate in silence.

Ok.

She was the one who saw the adulterer, and she didn't think much about it.

at the same time.

"Ling Chen." Zhu Wenshu glanced at the table and asked, "Ling Chen?"

He looked up.

"what?"

Zhu Wenshu: "Someone is calling you."

Ling Chen looked sideways, "Oh."

When Ling Chen went out with his mobile phone, Zhu Wenshu propped himself up on the tatami and breathed a sigh of relief.

As a teacher, you must screen him three times when you speak in the future!

Just as she was thinking, Zhu Wenshu's cell phone rang.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

It was Zhong Ya who called, she didn't exchange pleasantries, she got straight to the point.

"What's the situation with you and Ling Chen?"

Zhu Wenshu subconsciously looked outside the door: "Huh?"

"I just realized it!"

Zhong Ya said, "It's not right what you did last night!"

"Just..." Zhu Wenshu whispered, "It's normal."

"Normal fart!"

Zhong Ya suddenly raised her voice, "I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run away, right? Zhu Wenshu, you're still fooling me after all this?"

Zhu Wenshu: "It's a normal situation between men and women... right?"

Zhong Ya: "...you wait a moment."

Zhu Wenshu: "Why?"

Zhong Ya: "I'm looking for a charging cable, and you can explain it to me."

"No, it's not convenient for me to talk about it now." Zhu Wenshu said, "I'm eating out."

"Oh, with whom?"

Not hearing Zhu Wenshu's answer, Zhong Ya's head finally came to light this time.

"You really... didn't you just have dinner together yesterday, as for it!"

"..."

Zhu Wenshu said, "Actually, he and I... I don't know what happened, it just happened for no reason."

Just after saying this, Zhu Wenshu heard the sound of the grille being pushed, quickly pressed the phone, and then sent a message to Zhong Ya.

[Zhu Wenshu]: He's here, let's not talk about it.

[Zhong Ya]: What time do you go home?

— Not sure, it should be soon, I will call you back when I get home.

Before I could send it out after editing, a new message popped up on the other side.

[Zhong Ya]: My sister is very worried about you.

[Zhu Wenshu]:...

During the typing break, Ling Chen had already sat back across from him.

Zhu Wenshu thought he didn't hear the call just now, and was about to speak, when he heard him say abruptly: "Actually, it's not inexplicable."

Zhu Wenshu's fingers stiffened and he looked up at him.

"I think,"

The eyes of the two collided under the lamp, Ling Chen looked at her, her face was reflected in his pupils, "I'm pretty obvious."

I don't know if the coat is too tight, Zhu Wenshu feels a fine heat all over his body.

After a while, she whispered, "It's not about you."

"Oh."

Ling Chen tilted his head, put his hands on his cheeks, and didn't continue to read Zhu Wen's book, "But you are blushing."

After a wave of cold air invaded the steady late autumn, it suddenly entered early winter.

On Wednesday afternoon, Zhu Wenshu led a group of students who were packed tightly after school. When he saw Lu Zixi's brother coming to pick her up again, he stared at her with straight eyes, and his mind suddenly drifted back to that night.

Where is it obvious.

Zhu Wenshu thought, brother Lu Zixi is so obvious, Ling Chen may have misunderstood him.

Alas, it's just a big star, I understand.

Maybe you only need to hook your fingers at ordinary times.

Just as he was thinking, Zhu Wenshu's gaze was taken away by an old couple.

Each class has a fixed pick-up section. After a few months, Zhu Wenshu is basically familiar with these parents.

Therefore, when she saw a strange old couple standing not far away, she couldn't help paying more attention.

They looked around anxiously like other grandparents, but their eyes were a little less clear, and their eyes swept over the children in the line one by one, and each one would take a look.

Until Ling Siyuan's nanny came over and was about to take him away, the old couple ran over suddenly, squeezed Zhu Wenshu away in a hurry, snatched Ling Siyuan's little hand from the nanny, held and bent Waist said: "Oh, my little great-grandson, it can be regarded as waiting for you after school. Is it cold? Are you hungry? Grandpa and grandma will take you home for dinner, okay?"

Great grandpa, great grandma?

Zhu Wenshu looked at the nanny, who also looked confused, but she didn't dare to be too rude, so she could only stand aside and ask, "Are you...?"

The old couple looked up at the nanny, and said angrily: "We are his great-grandmother and great-grandfather, you—"

"I don't know you guys!"

After being rubbed for a while, Siyuan finally came back to his senses and made Siyuan break free from their hands and hide behind the nanny, "Who are you?"

"Xiao Yuanyuan doesn't remember us?"

The old woman suddenly put on a smile again, bent her back and said, "I hugged you when you were a child, and you peed so big on my bed, and I made you meatballs, remember?"

The eight-year-old child flushed with fright, hugged the nanny's hand tightly, and shook his head vigorously.

"I don't know you, I don't know you."

Seeing this, Zhu Wenshu stepped forward to block him, and asked the old couple in front of him: "Hello, I am his head teacher, may I ask who you are?"

When the two heard that they were teachers, their attitudes became a little better, and they laughed together and said, "This is our great-grandson, let's pick him up from school."

Zhu Wenshu was full of suspicion and couldn't think of a reason, so he said, "We are going to hand over the students to the designated parents after school. How about this? I'll call his father—"

Seeing that she really took out her mobile phone, the couple quickly stopped her.

"What's the call? Can't we pick up a great-grandson? His father is Ling Xingyan, his uncle is Ling Chen, and we are Ling Chen's grandparents. If you don't believe me, look!"

The two of them took out a crumpled photo from their bags. Since it had been folded many times, there were already obvious wrinkles in the middle, making the unclear portrait even more blurred.

Zhu Wenshu could barely recognize that the two old people in the picture should be the two in front of him. As for the little boy who was held in the arms of a young woman, he seemed to be only three or four years old, so he couldn't tell if it was Ling Chen or not.

Seeing that Zhu Wenshu didn't seem to believe it, the two old people continued: "We are really Ling Chen's grandparents, oh, what are you doing lying to you, you little girl, he treats my nephew as my great-grandson Yes, we made a special trip to see him and pick him up after school for some delicious food."

Zhu Wenshu returned the photo to them and asked, "Do you know his home address?"

The two old couples suddenly froze, looked at each other for a moment, and said, "I know, he used to live on Baihua Street in Huiyang. His mother's name is Zhou Ying, our own daughter, and his father's name is Ling Yuji. If you don't believe me, go and check it out." Check it out."

Even so, the behavior of the two men is strange in every way.

Zhu Wenshu frowned, pointing to Siyuan: "I'm asking about his home address."

The two of them were completely dumb. They looked at Ling Siyuan and then at the nanny, they hesitated for a long time but couldn't say a few words.

Just at this time, the nanny also finished the phone call, and whispered to Zhu Wenshu: "I didn't get through, I'm on the plane today..."

The temperature is very low today, and the cold wind scrapes people's faces like knives.

Zhu Wenshu called Ling Chen, but no one answered. She glanced again, not knowing whether it was fear or too cold, Ling Siyuan was trembling all over.

"Take him home first." Zhu Wenshu said to the nanny, "Look carefully, and continue to contact his father."

"Okay, okay."

"You two if-"

Before Zhu Wenshu finished speaking, the two couples saw that the nanny was going to take Ling Siyuan away, so they hurried up to chat.

"What are you doing!"

Zhu Wenshu's voice attracted the attention of other parents. Gradually, people surrounded him, and the security guard next to him also came over.

"If you do this again, I will call the police!"

Hearing the word "call the police", the behavior of the two elders obviously restrained.

They walked towards the opposite side of the road muttering, Zhu Wenshu took a look, and was relieved when he saw the nanny leading Ling Siyuan into the car.

But not long after, the old couple got into a taxi and headed in the same direction.

There was only one road outside the school, and I was not sure if it was stalking. Zhu Wenshu took a picture of the license plate number before the taxi disappeared from view, and then called the nanny to tell her to be more careful.

Ling Chen was awakened by a sudden sound of the doorbell.

Speaking of haste, it is actually just his own psychological effect.

I didn't sleep all night, and I came home in the afternoon to catch up on sleep. Recently, the community is renovating the outdoor swimming pool, and there is a lot of noise. Ling Chen has just fallen asleep for a few hours, and now he is annoyed by any sound.

After waiting for a long time for the nanny to open the door, Ling Chen knew that he should have taken Ling Siyuan out to play at this point, so he lifted the quilt and walked to the entrance with an irritable expression.

He didn't wake up, his mind was in a daze, and in his anger, he thought that Ling Xingyan was carrying a big bag and didn't have a hand to unlock it.

"You can't put things down and—"

The moment the door was opened, the sleepiness and irritability in Ling Chen's eyes suddenly disappeared, turning into a pool of calm stagnant water.

"Achen? It's really you, Achen!"

The surprise of the old couple is not feigned, they originally just wanted to find Ling Xingyan first, and then find Ling Chen through him, but they didn't expect to omit a step directly.

"How did you get in here?"

Ling Chen's tone was as cold as his face, but the old couple didn't care. They eagerly wanted to squeeze into the big house, but found that Ling Chen's arm was on the door frame, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of it.

"We..." The old couple looked at each other again, "We told the security guard that it was your grandparents, so they let us in."

Chen couldn't believe this statement at all.

With the property prices in this community, security guards would not be so irresponsible.

But he doesn't want to worry about it now.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the two old and thin old men coldly, the stale air that had been hanging in his heart for many years completely subsided.

In fact, a few years ago, Ling Chen knew that his grandparents had been trying to contact him, but at such an old age, without the guidance of a master with great powers, it was basically hopeless to set foot in his life.

But he also knows that they will not give up, as long as they are still active in public, they will capture opportunities sooner or later.

It's just that this day came earlier than he imagined.

He turned around, "Come in."

The old couple were stunned again, they didn't expect Ling Chen to let them in just like that.

Originally, they planned that if he refused to admit it, they would make jokes at the door. It is impossible for a big star like Ling Chen not to lose that face.

When they arrived in front of Ling Chen, their strength at the school gate seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and they helped each other in, looking at the crystal chandelier, marble dining table, and those leather sofas of the house along the way.

"Your house is really big." Grandma said, "It's much bigger than the place I lived in when I was a child."

Ling Chen sat on the sofa and didn't speak.

Grandpa took out a plastic bag from the leather bag that was broken at his waist, and opened it tremblingly.

"This is your favorite stewed quail egg when you were young. Your grandma and I—"

"Tell me." Ling Chen interrupted him, "What's the matter?"

Grandpa suddenly fell silent, with his dry mouth tightly pressed together, he was dazed for a while, then turned to pull his wife's sleeve.

The grandma was still looking at the decoration of the house, and when she saw that there were six doors at the end of the aisle, she turned around and said, "Your house can accommodate so many people, Ling Xingyan, that young man and his son live with you." It’s very lively, isn’t it like our house, which is lonely, does your dad live here too?”

"My dad is dead."

There was a sudden silence in the living room.

Grandpa and grandma looked at each other with stiff faces, and stammered, "Oh... dead... It's a pity that I didn't enjoy the blessings with you for a few years."

Grandpa went on to say, "How did you get away? Isn't he in good health? He's quite young, and he should only be forty... forty-eight nine this year, right?"

Ling Chen looked at them without speaking.

This stare made the old couple tremble all over, and felt that the man in front of them was completely different from the little kid in their memory.

"I'm very busy." The twilight outside the window was already deep, and Ling Chen raised his head in the last ray of dawn, "Let's talk about something."

Grandpa opened his mouth several times, but in the end he didn't say anything, and reached out to touch his wife's leg.

"That's it...Your cousin, do you remember that when you were young, you grew up wearing a pair of trousers, and you had to sleep together on the same bed every day." Grandma rubbed her hands, her aging voice was stained a bit bleak by the current sky , it sounds so pitiful, "He plans to get married next year, and already has a Jiangcheng household registration, this is the house..."

She glanced at Ling Chen's face and saw that he seemed to be fine, so she continued.

"You also know that the houses in Jiangcheng are too expensive. We ordinary people can't afford it even if we don't eat, drink and work for decades. Let's say that you have a lot of money now. Let's borrow some money from you."

After finishing speaking, the old couple looked at Ling Chen together.

He lowered his head and suddenly laughed.

Not surprisingly.

Even a little more direct than he imagined.

In fact, he sometimes admires his grandparents, who grew up in the farmland, but can make choices without hesitation in the face of money and family affection.

Before the age of four or five, in fact, grandparents were okay with Ling Chen.

Although they strongly opposed their daughter Zhou Ying's marriage to Ling Chen's impoverished father at the beginning, and hoped that their daughter would find them a wealthy son-in-law by virtue of their beauty, it was a pity that they couldn't stop their daughter from looking for a life and death.

When they first got married, they saw Ling Chen's father as disliked by Yu Ji, and they didn't give them a good face, and they sometimes insulted them in public.

But Ling Yuji had a good temper and didn't care about it.

Later Ling Chen was born, and seeing that he was a beautiful son, the old couple finally looked good.

But in a few years, the daughter of a relative's family married a rich businessman, and she often showed off in front of their eyes, so the mentality of the old couple became unbalanced again, making Ling Chen's parents not to go back to their mother's house without bringing good cigarettes and wine, and can't afford to lose this people.

But these are not important, life is a matter of two people.

The relationship between Ling Chen's parents is really good, until the child was ten years old, they were still in love with each other like newlyweds.

One is a nurse in the health center, and the other is an accountant in a textile factory. Their lives are not rich, but they are ordinary and happy.

Even the doctors in the health center often say that they are envious of Zhou Ying, and her husband comes to pick up get off work every day.

But where young couples don't quarrel.

On a sunny morning, the two quarreled over some trivial matter and ignored each other until they went to work.

In the evening, Ling Yu Ji was still sulking when he returned home, so he didn't go to pick up Zhou Ying.

But it happened to be on that day.

Zhou Ying was in a car accident on his way home from get off work.

The accident came suddenly on this peaceful day, except for the dear ones, everyone just sighed it was a pity.

As for Ling Chen's grandparents, maybe they really loved their daughter, or maybe their dreams were finally completely broken, and they pointed at Ling Yuji's nose and scolded Zhou Ying until the day of Zhou Ying's funeral.

Ling Yuji, who was originally silent and dull, talked less and less, and rarely mentioned his dead wife in front of others.

Only Ling Chen knew that his father tossed and turned in the days that followed, unable to sleep all night long.

Later, the compensation for the driver who caused the accident and the pension from the health center came down, and the grandparents took them all away, leaving nothing to the father and son.

Ling Yuji never came to ask for it.

He felt ashamed, and this was the only compensation he could make.

A year has passed like this, and Yu Ji's spirit is often in a trance. Either he forgot to put salt in the cooking, or he made a mistake on the date. On Saturdays, he even urged Chen to get up for school.

Originally thought that time and a good doctor would heal the wounds of father and son.

Unexpectedly, time is sometimes a quack doctor, it does not act, it makes the wound slowly fester, and quietly corrodes the internal organs.

It was also a scorching afternoon, and there was a problem with the accounts of the textile factory, and the income and expenditure of a full 20,000 yuan were not accounted for.

After checking layer by layer, it seems that there are no mistakes, and the problem can only lie with the accountant.

It made Yu Ji speechless and unable to explain clearly.

It seems to be back to the day Zhou Ying died, a group of people pointed at his nose, scolded him for swallowing money, scolded him for being shameless, and scolded him for being dirty.

Just so suddenly, Ling Yuji covered his head, squatted in the corner, crying with snot all over his face, and said over and over again: "It's my fault... It's my fault... It's my fault..."

Now that the accountants have admitted it, things will come to fruition.

They took the only savings from the family to make up the shortfall, and then kicked the culprit out of the textile factory.

Only Ling Chen knew that after that, his father kept talking about it over and over again.

"It's my fault...it's all my fault...it's all my fault..."

Facing the window, facing the corner, facing the trash can, and facing the photo of the living room.

"It was my fault…"

Within a few days, the neighbors in the neighborhood knew that the man in Ling's family was crazy.

He muttered words all day long, and in the evening, he ran to the health center with disheveled clothes and squatted. He was so annoyed that he was reported to the police several times.

What were the grandparents doing at that time?

Ling Chen only visited them once, at the most difficult time.

But he didn't even knock on the door.

It's just that when he was leaving, it was grandma or grandpa, or maybe the cousin they said he grew up wearing a pair of pants with, threw a gnawed corn cob out of the window.

Later, it was Ling Xingyan's parents who took out the savings for the child's college education and asked him to take his father to the hospital.

Although it doesn't help.

Compared with the relief from his uncle and aunt, Ling Chen was more impressed by the corn cob.

It seemed to hit him on the head, and also shattered his last hope for this family.

Zhu Wenshu stood downstairs for ten minutes.

She saw that there were lights upstairs and the environment of the community was good, so she wondered if she was worrying too much.

Just as he turned around to leave, he saw the old couple whom he had met at the school gate walking out of the hall.

Are they really their relatives?

The old couple didn't pay attention to Zhu Wenshu standing on the side of the road, and just left cursing all the way.

In the cold wind, Zhu Wenshu only heard vague words such as "ungrateful" and "wolf-hearted".

She tightened her scarf and stepped inside.

The unit door requires an access card.

Just at this time, other residents came out, so Zhu Wenshu didn't ring the bell.

In the elevator, she was still a little nervous.

In case something bad happened to her, is it appropriate for her to go there now?

While thinking, the elevator has reached the floor.

Zhu Wenshu took a deep breath, adhering to the good morals of the Chinese people who have come here, and rang the doorbell.

The first time, no one answered.

Zhu Wenshu pressed it a second time.

This time she heard movement in the house.

But after a long time, the door still didn't open.

So she pressed it a third time.

Listening to the doorbell, she thought, if no one opened it this time, she would go home and pretend nothing happened.

The people inside seemed to know what she was thinking, and when the third ringing stopped, the door suddenly opened.

Zhu Wenshu glanced at Ling Chen, saw that he was completely bearded, and subconsciously looked into the room.

Seeing that everything was normal inside, she turned her attention back to Ling Chen.

He probably saw it on the video doorbell, so he was not surprised to see Zhu Wenshu.

It's just that she always feels that something is wrong with Ling Chen at this moment.

There is an aura all over his body, I don't know if it can be a breath of sorrow.

And he just looked at her like that, didn't say a word, didn't even ask "Why are you here".

"That... I called you and no one answered."

Zhu Wenshu took the initiative to speak, "I'm a little worried—"

Before the word "Ling Siyuan" could be said, Ling Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

Just like last time, Zhu Wenshu's body froze instantly as his breath and body temperature swept over.

What's different is that this time Ling Chen didn't hug her so tightly, but his face was buried in her neck, and his scorching breath patted her skin one after another.

After hugging like this for a long time, Zhu Wenshu regained consciousness in a fog, his limbs still seemed to be floating in the air.

She felt like a marionette now, and she didn't know what made her move twice.

But because of this movement, Ling Chen rubbed his chin on her shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't push me away."

The threads on his body were tightened from all directions, making Zhu Wenshu not move even when he was extremely nervous.

"I…"

It took a long time for the mouth that was still able to move to spit out a sentence, "There seems to be someone outside."

The voice fell, and the arm gently resting on her side suddenly tightened.

Ling Chen took her into the door and pushed her back at the same time.

There was a "bang".

The black door was closed, and at the same time the owner of the house, Ling Xingyan, was shut out.