Turns Out I’m Crazy - Chapter 60

Lu Zhengfei never dreamed that the scene where he and Chen Qianqing ate cake in the courtyard was the last time he and Chen Qianqing met in these years.

In the three years since leaving, the clearest picture in Lu Zhengfei’s mind is that Chen Qianqing is sitting on a swing, looking silently at the front. The petals of cherry blossoms fall from the tree, and some fall on Chen Qianqing’s hair. After a slice, then gently blow away.

Some things, after you think they won’t happen, still go on quietly following the established trajectory.

Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang did not die on the way to see Chen Qianqing, but died on the way to see Chen Qianqing farewell. Lu Zhengfei was not locked up by his family forcibly coming out of the closet, but was kept in prison for three years because his affairs with Chen Qianqing were exposed.

Chen Qianqing sat by the window of the room, watching Lu Zhengfei get into the car sent by Huang Yuping, and then Han Huaiyun’s voice sounded behind him. He said: “Hello Mr. Chen, I’m Han Huaiyun.”

Chen Qianqing turned her head and looked at Han Huaiyun: “Okay.”

What Chen Qianqing did that year, Chen Qianqing was very clear, because after three years, he had investigated all the things Chen Qianqing had done.

To put it bluntly, the real Chen Qianqing thought about it, but it was just an ordinary person’s life. Find a good job, find a girlfriend, have a child, and then slowly grow old.

Han Huaiyun said: “Do you agree with my proposal?”

Chen Qianqing said: “Agree.”

Han Huaiyun’s conditions for Chen Qianqing were similar to those he talked to when he came to Chen Qianqing. In a nutshell, he gave Chen Qianqing a sum of money, arranged a psychotherapy institution for him, and even went through admission procedures abroad.

Chen Qianqing was wearing a white high-cold sweater, holding a spoon in his hand and slowly stirring the coffee in front of him. He said, “I want to return to China.”

Han Huaiyun has no reason to disagree. What Lu Zhengfei did was too obvious. His family would never tolerate what he did. Playing with a man and falling in love with a man are two completely different concepts.

Chen Qianqing knew that Han Huaiyun would agree, and he casually looked at the courtyard outside the window, where the sun was shining, which was just right.

The next day, Chen Qianqing returned to China.

For Chen Qianqing now, the most terrible thing is that he has no goals. He didn’t understand what he wanted to do, or even the meaning of his rebirth—of course, if suffering was considered a meaning.

Han Huaiyun represents Lu Chonggan’s will, so he generously gave Chen Qianqing a lot of money, more than they originally agreed.

Han Huaiyun even apologized to Chen Qianqing for Lu Chonggan. When Chen Qianqing listened, he listened. When Han Huaiyun finished his account and was about to leave, he asked Chen Qianqing: “Do you care about Lu Zhengfei?”

Chen Qianqing looked up, still silent.

Sometimes silence is the answer. Han Huaiyun sighed: “He was interrupted by his father yesterday.”

Chen Qianqing said: “You should go.”

Han Huaiyun stopped talking and turned to leave. He is now fully convinced that Chen Qianqing does not like Lu Zhengfei.

Chen Qianqing sat in the room for a long time, and after a long time felt his bones were tingling, he changed his posture.

If the body was not his own, he might have chosen death.

No matter how painful and desperate, the sun still rises as usual, how to live and how to live.

After returning to China, Chen Qianqing did not contact anyone, and he randomly found a clerk job in a company. With Han Huaiyun’s money, as long as he doesn’t splurge, this life is enough, but he also knows his mental state. If he is bored for a long time, he really is not sure if he will die at home one day. .

Without a college diploma, Chen Qianqing found a job similar to the front desk. The salary was not high, but it was easy.

Instead of returning to city A or city B, he just bought the fastest train ticket and went to a completely strange city.

Psychotherapy arranged by Han Huaiyun for Chen Qianqing was once a week. Chen Qianqing had visited once and never went there again. Because he couldn’t tell his psychiatrist what he really thought, he could only be silent. In the face of various questions and kind conversations from the psychologist, he just sat there and said nothing.

During work in City D, Chen Qianqing met Wang Wulin several times.

The first time, Chen Qianqing didn’t pay much attention, but in the next few encounters, Chen Qianqing discovered that something like fate, he really couldn’t escape.

Wang Wulin’s visit to City D was pure coincidence. His sister Wang Wuxiao fell in love with a man—saying that she fell in love, it was more like asking for help. The man was from City D, so Wang Wulin often went to City D to catch people, but he never expected to see Chen Qianqing. Several times.

Wang Wulin has retired and started accepting family affairs. At the beginning, he doubted whether Chen Qianqing was a deliberate encounter, but when he found that Chen Qianqing often pretended not to see him or walk around him, Chen Qianqing he thought was a peace He didn’t doubt much …

Since it is not a conspiracy, it is a fate. Wang Wulin knew about Lu Zhengfei’s breaking things, so he felt a little sympathy for Chen Qianqing.

Later, Chen Qianqing figured it out. Since he couldn’t resist the fate, enjoy it.

When Wang Wulin was in City D, she would ask Chen Qianqing to drink tea.

Chen Qianqing had nothing to do anyway, so he accompanied Wang Wulin to the sun to eat typical food. Wang Wulin said little, and Chen Qianqing didn’t say much, so the two often sat for an afternoon without saying a word.

Wang Wulin admired Chen Qianqing very much. He felt that if there were no Lu Zhengfei, Chen Qianqing would probably not have been where he is today. Smart and quiet people are always more popular than dumb and noisy people.

One day, Wang Wulin suddenly called Chen Qianqing and said, “Chen Qianqing, you have to be careful lately.”

Chen Qianqing: “Huh?”

Wang Wulin said: “Lu Zhengfei escaped from his house. He should come to you.”

Chen Qianqing stayed for a moment: “He escaped? How did he escape?” When he had a hard time with his family at the beginning, his dad arranged for him to follow him 24 hours a day, even staying at the toilet and escaping? Think beautiful.

Wang Wulin said: “I don’t know about this.”

Chen Qianqing hung up the phone, and after thinking about it, he found that there was only one way for Lu Zhengfei to escape-that is to serve softly. In fact, Lu Zhengfei’s character is the same as Lu Chonggan’s. He is stubborn and terrible. Their father and son face each other and there is no possibility of compromise on either side until Lu Zhengfei becomes smarter.

This time has not passed half, how did Lu Zhengfei realize it? The butterfly effect of Chen Qianqing feels totally inexplicable.

Wang Wulin’s phone hung up for a long time. Han Huaiyun, who hadn’t been contacted for a long time, called. He said, “Mr. Chen, hello, this is Han Huaiyun.”

Still the cliché’s opening remarks, Chen Qianqing said, “Is there anything wrong?”

Han Huaiyun said: “Mr. Lu may come back to see you recently. If you see him, can you call me?”

Chen Qianqing said: “Aren’t you planning to send someone to follow me?”

Han Huaiyun laughed and said, “Mr. Chen, everyone is a law-abiding citizen.”

Chen Qianqing also laughed. After hanging up the phone, he went into the kitchen.

The fish was just bought, and the mouth was still in one. Chen Qianqing skillfully cut the fish apart, descaled the gills, chopped them into pieces, and marinated them with salt and pepper.

Vegetables are pakchoi. Remove the rotten leaves and put them in boiling water to prepare the soup.

A person’s life is simple. Chen Qianqing feels that he can live well, although he feels that his soul is drifting towards unknown places.

It’s been a year since I left Lu Zhengfei, and it’s another summer. Chen Qianqing has become accustomed to one’s life and is used to it, looking at the mirror in the mirror that should be familiar, but increasingly unfamiliar.

Some people may ask, why do you feel strange when you look at your face? Chen Qianqing himself didn’t know, he just knew that he couldn’t remember it, it was the real Chen Qianqing’s expression. On this face, nothing but indifference and calm remained, and there was nothing to attract him.

So for Lu Zhengfei, is this person still in love?

After Chen Qianqing had eaten dinner, City D began to rain, while he was packing the chopsticks, while listening to the thunderous sound outside the window, he felt quite comfortable.

After washing the dishes and watching TV for a while, Chen Qianqing went to bed and went to bed.

Insomnia is still bothering Chen Qianqing, but he can only sleep for more than ten minutes a day compared to before. Now he can sleep for two or three hours.

The bedside lights were off, and the small bedroom was full of orange lights.

Chen Qianqing stared at the ceiling above his head, and began to recall what strangers he had seen today wore clothes and said something.

As time passed, the cell phone on the bed suddenly rang.

Chen Qianqing picked it up and looked at it, a strange number.

It seems that the moment you see the number, you already know who it is.

Chen Qianqing picked it up, and sure enough, it was the voice of the fugitive. He was breathing, and seemed very tired. He said, “Qian Qing, Qian Qing …”

Chen Qianqing listened quietly.

The fugitive’s voice was trembling. He said, “Qian Qing, I escaped. I’m downstairs. Can you come down and see me?”

A thunder exploded suddenly.

Chen Qianqing said: “I’m already asleep.”

The fugitive said: “Would you come and see me? I’ll be right by the window … Qian Qing …”

Chen Qianqing said: “In thunder, I’ll hang up first.”

Then he hung up and turned off the phone.

The pouring rain seemed to crush the whole world, Chen Qianqing slowly got up from the bed, walked to the window, and looked out the window silently.

He lived on the third floor. At this time, the open space below stood alone, without an umbrella, like a wet chicken.

Chen Qianqing picked up the phone again, turned on the phone, and sent a text message to Han Huaiyun: He is downstairs in my house.

After sending the hair, he turned back to the room and lay back on the bed. 2k novel reading network