The person who came was Wen Yan. He slowly picked up the registration form that fell at his feet.
Yu Qianlin reflexively stood in front of Wen Shu.
Wen Yan, who wanted to go forward, looked at the two people who were alert, and could not help but take a few steps back. His face was full of confusion, completely different from the bitter look before.
For a moment, Wen Shu and Yu Qianlin both felt as if they had recognized the wrong person, but Wen Yan's voice dispelled their doubts. He held the registration form in his hand and said, "Xiao Shu, have you been painting all this time?"
"Is it possible that without you, I can't paint anymore?"
"That's not what I meant..."
"I don't want to listen!" Wen Shu interrupted Wen Yan, "What happens to me has nothing to do with you, please give me the registration form back." Wen Shu stretched out his hand, as cold as a stranger.
She didn't want to understand why Wen Yan suddenly seemed like a different person. She just wanted to leave here as soon as possible. When she saw him, she would think of Lu Sining's countless despair because of him, and the mother and daughter's life of running around like rats because of him.
"Xiaoshu, I'm here to apologize to you." As if he had something on Wen Shu, Wen Yan suddenly hid the registration form behind him and looked at his daughter with pleading eyes.
"No need!" Wen Shu suddenly felt furious. "Why do you come and beg for forgiveness as if nothing happened after you have done so many wrong things? Do you think everything you have done can be erased with a simple apology?" Wen Shu's eyes were red as he approached Wen Yan step by step.
"No, it's not like that!" Wen Yan looked at his daughter's appearance and wanted to retreat and find a place to end his life, but he wanted to do his best to make up for the mother and daughter in the remaining time.
Last time, he fainted at the door after causing a scene at the mother and daughter's house, and was sent to the hospital by a kind-hearted person.
He still remembers that when he woke up that day, the doctor coldly announced that he was in the advanced stage of liver cancer.
At that moment, the first people he thought of were Wen Shu and Lu Sining. After the doctor left, he sat on the bed for a long time, watching the patient in the next bed being asked about his health. He felt like his heart was being eaten by giant ants, and the pain was unbearable. He reached out to cover his heart, fell on the bed in pain, and then spit out blood and fainted again.
After waking up again, he resolutely left the hospital despite the doctor's objection. After that, he began to follow Wen Shu secretly, but he didn't dare to show up. Until today, after he saw that Wen Shu still loved painting, he recalled the past. He finally couldn't help it and appeared in front of his daughter, begging for forgiveness. He longed to return to his wife and daughter.
"Then what should it be like?" Wen Shu pressed on with every question, ignoring the strange feeling that flashed through his mind.
"Yes... yes..." Facing his daughter's questioning, a wave of despair surged in Wen Yan's heart, tempting him to give up struggling.
"Huh!" Wen Shu calmed down, calmed his emotions, and said, "If you really want to apologize, just stay away and never appear in my world again!"
After saying that, she snatched the registration form from Wen Yan's hand and left.
Wen Yan wanted to catch up, but Yu Qianlin stopped him: "Uncle, please don't hurt Wen Shu's feelings anymore." He nodded politely at Wen Yan and turned around to catch up with Wen Shu.
Suddenly, it began to rain. Yu Qianlin put his hands together to shield his head, protecting her and running away quickly. Behind them, Wen Yan seemed to have lost his strength and sat down on the ground. The water drops rolling down his face could not be distinguished from raindrops or tears.
Wen Shu was in a bad mood for several days because of Wen Yan's matter. When Lu Sining asked her about it, she said that she was under too much pressure recently. Lu Sining was so scared that he quickly advised her not to study too hard and to get enough rest.
After school on Friday, Yu Qianlin told her mysteriously that he had to leave first, so Wen Shu went back to the martial arts hall alone. Unexpectedly, as soon as she went out, she saw Wen Yan again. Wen Shu's face immediately turned cold.
Wen Yan took a few steps forward, walked in front of Wen Shu, and took out a picture book from his bag as if offering a treasure: "Xiao Shu, this is for you. I wish you success in the competition."
Wen Shu didn't even look at him and just walked past him: "No need."
Wen Yan got anxious and chased after him, holding the album higher: "This is the album you loved the most when you were a child!"
"I don't like it now." Wen Shu felt annoyed and walked faster.
"How could that be? When you were a kid you always…"
“I’m grown up!”
Wen Shu stopped and growled. She would rather Wen Yan be as unreasonable as before than to be as unreasonable to her as he is now.
Wen Yan was stunned, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his body began to shake.
Wen Shu's eyes flashed and he looked away from Wen Yan.
"Xiao Shu , you really don't want to see me. I promise you that I will never appear in front of you again." Every word Wen Yan said seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, carrying a thousand pounds of weight. He squatted down, put the album at Wen Shu's feet, and turned to leave.
Wen Shu looked at his old and weak back, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Suddenly, a high-speed electric bike appeared in front of Wen Yan, but he was so absent-minded that he didn't even hear the sound of the electric bike's horn. He just kept moving forward like a lost soul and was about to hit the electric bike.
Wen Shu immediately chased after him, his heart in his throat.
At the moment when the electric bike was about to hit Wen Yan, a man pushed Wen Yan away amid the screams of the crowd, but he himself was knocked to the ground by the electric bike as it did not have time to brake.
It’s Yu Qianlin!
Wen Shu was startled and ran over quickly.
Wen Yan finally came back to his senses. He squatted down and asked Yu Qianlin: "Are you okay?"
Yu Qianlin shook his head and was helped up by Wen Shu who came over.
Wen Shu asked anxiously: "How are you? What's wrong with your arm?" Yu Qianlin covered his left arm, which seemed to be injured.
Yu Qianlin smiled soothingly: "It's okay, I've been beaten since I was a child, I'll go back and rub it with medicinal wine, and it will be fine."
"It's all my fault!" Wen Yan stood aside, like a child who had made a mistake.
"I'm glad you're okay, uncle." Yu Qianlin said comfortingly, and then shifted his gaze, "It's a pity that the painting supplies I gave you were wasted..." Wen Shu followed his gaze and saw the painting supplies lying on the ground, already broken into pieces.
Wen Shu walked over, picked up the painting tools, checked them, and said, "It's okay, they can still be used."
"Hehe, that's good." In a blink of an eye, the man started laughing heartlessly again.
Wen Shu said unhappily, "Are you stupid?"
"Not as stupid as you."
It seems that everything is really fine and he still has the energy to argue. Wen Shu is completely relieved.
"Wen Shu? Yu Qianlin? What's going on?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded . A fat middle-aged man wearing glasses walked up to the two of them from the crowd. It turned out to be Director Liang of the Teaching Department, who was known as the "disciplinary killer."
Yu Qianlin took the initiative to greet him: "Hello, Director."
"What's wrong with your hand?" Yu Qianlin was a typical person that Director Liang both loved and hated, but after all, he was a student of his school, so Director Liang was still very concerned about him.
"It was just an accidental bump. It will heal in a few days."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you have nothing else to do, go home and write a few more exams."
Hearing this, Wen Shu and Yu Qianlin politely said goodbye to Director Liang and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Director Liang reached out to stop Yu Qianlin, adjusted his glasses again, and moved closer to Wen Yan. Suddenly, he said excitedly, "Wen Yan! Are you 'Golden Paintbrush' Wen Yan?"
Wen Yan was so frightened that he stepped back. He immediately turned his head and said, "You...you made a mistake." He was trembling all over.
"I won't admit my mistake! I have always been your fan."
"No, no, I don't believe it... Ask Wen Shu, she is my daughter." Wen Yan was flustered and looked at Wen Shu with pleading eyes. He never thought that after so many years, someone would recognize him and say they liked him. But with his horrible appearance, how could he deserve others' love? He even preferred that he had never been the famous Wen Yan!
"Really?" Director Liang asked.
Wen Shu looked back at him: "He..." His eyes moved between Director Liang and Wen Yan. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "It's definitely not."
Wen Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not caring about anything else, and left as if escaping.
Wen Shu watched Wen Yan leave, and caught the picture album lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye. He walked over to pick it up and flipped through it casually.
The cover is very new, and it depicts something that Wen Yan was very good at before, but the painting skills are much worse than before. The coloring is uneven, the lines are not very smooth, and some places are even messy.
Is it a new painting?
Wen Shu closed the album and put it away. He glanced at the direction Wen Yan left and said to Yu Qianlin, "Let's go."
When Lu Sining returned to the martial arts hall, he saw that Yu Qianlin had injured his hand and hurried over to him: "Oh, what happened?"
Wen Shu's breathing stagnated, and his hand that was taking out his schoolbag paused.
Yu Qianlin glanced at Wen Shu and said, "I accidentally fell while playing basketball."
Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief, but her intuition told her that Wen Yan's sudden change recently must be due to something. She had to find out first before deciding whether to tell Lu Si Ning.
The painting competition was on the weekend, and Yu Qianlin got up early to accompany Wen Shu to participate in the competition.
Finally, Wen Shu won the "Best Meaning Award" in the painting competition, and the bookstore also gave her several famous artists' albums as prizes. When she took them back, Lu Sining was so happy that her eyes were still curved in the evening.
Before going to bed, Wen Shu casually mentioned an idea that he had been thinking about for a long time: "Mom, let's move back home." Recently, too many things have happened because of Wen Yan, and Yu Qianlin has been involved. Although he smiled and said that his hand was fine, for several days, he could hardly use too much strength with his left hand. It was only in the past two days that it was slightly better.
This time it’s the hand, what about next time?
She didn't want unrelated people to be hurt because of her, not to mention, Yu Qianlin and Grandpa Yu were the people she cherished now.
Lu Sining was stunned for a moment and said, "Mom saw that you got along well with Qianlin and the old man, and was afraid that you would be reluctant to leave, so she never mentioned it."
"I'll talk to the master tomorrow and we'll move in two days, okay?"
"I'll do whatever you say."
The mother and daughter discussed some details, then turned off the lights and went to sleep. The next morning, Wen Shu told Grandpa Yu about this.
Grandpa Yu pondered for a while, and didn't say anything more, and continued to do his morning exercise. However, Yu Qianlin reacted strongly, and he strongly disagreed: "No! I don't agree."
"Yu Qianlin, this is not something that can be decided without your consent." Wen Shu said calmly, but his heart was gripped. He seemed to be speaking to him, but also to himself.
"But why?"
Wen Shu said coldly: "We have disturbed you long enough. I don't want to rely too much on you and the master." She didn't want to wait until the dependence became a habit before leaving, because she would be reluctant to do so.
"No one said you can't rely on others!"
"Yu Qianlin, we all have to learn to grow up, so don't be so childish."
Yu Qianlin's face instantly turned cold: "What do you mean? Do you dislike me?"
"I can't help it if you think so. Thank you and Master for taking care of you during this period." After Wen Shu finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Yu Qianlin's response, leaving Yu Qianlin standing there in anger.
After that day, Yu Qianlin unilaterally started a cold war with Wen Shu and ignored him for two consecutive days.
On the day of moving back, Wen Shu thought he must still be angry, but he showed up on time and helped Wen Shu move the luggage into the car. Although they were just renting the house for a few months, the mother and daughter still saved some luggage. In particular, Yu Qianlin bought a lot of information for Wen Shu, and Wen Shu didn't miss a single one and packed them all up to take back.
When they arrived at the rental house, Yu Qianlin moved his things into the house without saying a word. After moving everything, Lu Sining invited him to have dinner, but he refused. When Wen Shu sent him out, he said stiffly, "Take good care of yourself... and Auntie."
"Okay, I know."
"Uncle, if you come again, remember to tell me..."
"Yeah." Wen Shu knew that he was still angry, so he naturally agreed to everything he said.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Yu Qianlin looked at Wen Shu's well-behaved appearance, as if he was just trying to please him. He felt very upset.
"Then...thank you for helping me move." Wen Shu stopped what he was doing and looked at him puzzledly.
Yu Qianlin loosened his clenched fists again. He was clearly very angry with the person in front of him, but he couldn't do anything to her. This feeling was extremely annoying.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Goodbye!"
Before Wen Shu could respond, he disappeared.
Lu Sining heard the noise and asked, "What happened? Are they arguing again?"
"I don't know." Wen Shu answered honestly, "Maybe he's still angry."
"That's right, this child has always been very sincere and simple."
Yes, he is really simple-minded. Once he makes up his mind, he will be kind to the person wholeheartedly without asking for anything in return.
After returning to the martial arts hall, Yu Qianlin locked himself in his room and sulked. He was so angry that he couldn't tell whether he was angry with himself or with his study. After thinking for a long time without any idea, he was upset and rubbed his hair into a mess, and finally lost to his stomach.
He grabbed some food from the refrigerator and sat alone at the dining table, eating some dry toast.
"Review the lessons, help me..." Before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped.
He looked at the emptiness under the dim light and suddenly realized that he was actually longing for warmth. Before, there were only him and his grandfather at home. Although the two of them were very warm, they were two rough old men who were not always careful enough and not that interesting. Even though Yu Qianlin was a thick-skinned person, he could still clearly feel the changes in his life after Wen Shu and his aunt moved in.
Now there was no more quarreling with him, no more warm greetings from his aunt. The house, which had finally become a little lively, was once again only him and his grandfather.
Grandpa Yu heard the noise, came out of the room, poured a glass of water and handed it to his grandson: "Drink some, don't choke." He walked to Yu Qianlin's side, pulled out a chair and sat down, "Qianlin, everyone has their own life to live."
Yu Qianlin stopped chewing: "I understand, but..."
"It's just that you've gotten used to it and started to like the life with them, right?"
Yu Qianlin nodded.
Grandpa Yu patted his shoulder lovingly and turned back to his room: "Grandpa likes them too. All right! Go to bed early and call them ! I believe Wen Shu and Xiao Lu will remember to come back to see an old man like me occasionally!"
"Yeah, okay."