Chapter 17: It is advisable for the remaining brave to chase the poor, not

Lu Qi's home is a small town in a third-tier city. Cars and roads turn around. It takes nine turns and eighteen bends to see what I remember. The roads are full of people, bicycles and electric vehicles are constantly flowing, and occasionally a few cars come in and get blocked.
Lu Qi packed up lightly, carrying only a suitcase. The temperament on his body was incompatible with the surroundings, but he was indeed born and raised from here. This was once regarded as a quagmire shackle by him, and he desperately wanted to get out of it, but he kept cutting it out. The place of blood connection.
The buildings in the small place are not high-class, the corridors are dim and narrow, the walls are covered with small advertisements, the steps vary in width, and there are excreta pulled by some cats and dogs in the corners.
Lu started three steps and took two steps, hurried upstairs with his suitcase, but he just happened to meet Lu Yuan who came out.
"Hey, why did you come back so fast? Didn't you say that I would pick you up at the intersection?"
Lu Qi avoided the hand where she wanted to take the luggage and pushed her shoulder to the house.
"It's not that I don't recognize the way."
The decoration inside the Lu's house is incompatible with the dusty corridors outside. The interior is covered with wooden floors, the wallpaper is elegant, the windows are bright and clean, and there are dried flowers in the vases for decoration even in winter. It's just that the small living room has a Pearl River piano, which takes up most of the space.
The sound of the two brothers and sisters entering the room seemed to arouse the busy people in the kitchen. The chopping of vegetables stopped. A beautiful woman came out of the kitchen and looked at it. Her shoulder-to-shoulder ink hair was randomly fixed behind her head with a rubber band. Live, eyebrows and eyes are warm and soft, as soft as a pearl, making people invisible to age.
"Ah, Ah Qi is back!"
Mother Lu smiled openly.
"Quickly, come in and help me cook, I'm almost dead."
Lu Qi refused in his heart. He took off his padded jacket and put it on the back of the chair. He was slender and he was not inferior to the star on the screen.
"I can't cook, you don't know."
Mother Lu chopped down the cutting board hard, her face was depressed, and her mouth was talking.
"Going all the way to the capital, I didn't learn anything at university."
"I'm on C University, not New Oriental."
As soon as he said this, the two women at home were happy, and Lu Yuan pushed him into the room, his tone disgusting.
"Okay, after a good night's sleep, I know that I can't count on you, and I have to rely on me at critical moments."
The Lu family is not big, with two bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen. When they were young, Lu Qi and Lu Yuan slept in the same room with a bunk bed. Later they were separated when they were older. Lu Yuan and his mother sleep in the same room. Then sleep in a room by yourself.
Even if I haven't come back for a long time, the room has not accumulated dust. I can see that it has been carefully cleaned every day. There is a bed in the center and a desk opposite. There is a simple bookshelf beside the desk, full of textbooks from elementary school to high school, plus a thick notebook.
Lu Qi is very smart and he is naturally more mindful than others, but like most students, he also feels that studying is boring. The reason why he works so hard to enter the C major is more just trying to break his destiny.
He didn't want to go to an ordinary university, find an ordinary job, get married and have children, buy a house with a loan, and continue to take root and sprout like everyone else here, so that his children and grandchildren can repeat life with little differences.
Because looking back after many years, you will find that, in fact, every story has a similar ending.
Lu Qi didn't want this similar life.
Whether he chooses right or wrong, he used his own way to jump out of this place in the last life, jumped out of these rules, can go around, and finally come back.
So this time, what choice should he make, and in what way, jump out of here again?
It has entered winter, there was a small hailstone last night, the cold is heavy, and a layer of white mist has condensed on the windows. Lu Qi stretched out his fingertips, pasted the cold glass, and drew a line chart on it.
A line chart that is destined to be bumpy but upward.
"Lu Qiqi! Your phone rang!"
Lu Yuan's strange voice awakened Lu Qi from his thoughts. He touched his pocket subconsciously when he heard the words, and found that his mobile phone was still in his jacket. He sternly said as he walked out,
"I want to call my brother."
Lu Yuan was washing vegetables in the kitchen, humming and shaking his mouth.
"I want to call you a nickname, Lu Qi, Lu Qi~"
The more I talk, the more I get more energy.
Lu Qi glanced at the caller ID and found that it was Huo Mingchen. He walked into the room and closed the door. By the way, he cut off the noise of Lu Yuan's dead girl.
Lu Qi answered the phone,
"Hey?"
"it's me."
Huo Mingchen seemed to be pinching the time to count.
"You should get out of the car, are you home."
Lu Qi lay on the bed with one hand on the back of his head, staring at the non-mainstream star poster on the ceiling, which was posted by Lu Yuan when he was a child.
"Just arrived."
He did not say a word of greetings, which made Huo Mingchen a little dissatisfied.
"Don't you ask me what I am doing?"
Lu Qi closed his eyes and listened. He noticed the clash of wine glasses and the voice of people on the other side of the phone. During the period, a waiter happened to serve a dish, and his voice sweetly read the name of his signature dish. ,
"Well……"
He pondered for a moment,
"Qu Yuan Building, Peony Fragrant Hall, have dinner with my family."
"Fuck!"
Huo Mingchen was shocked. He even wondered if Lu Qi hadn't gone back at all and followed him.
"How did you know that I was in the Quyuan Building?!"
It's even clear which box it is in.
Lu Qi touched the tip of his nose, realizing that his show was a bit overwhelming, and quickly started looking for repairs.
"I heard the waiter reciting the name of the dish just now. "Yiwosi" is the signature dish of Quyuanlou, and it's a Chinese New Year. If you don't eat with your family, who else can you eat with."
"You kid is good, smart enough."
Huo Mingchen is not easy to fool,
"Then how do you know that I am in the Peony Hall?"
Lu Qi's face is not red and heart beats, lying is almost commonplace.
"I saw a box card in your wallet before."
"Oh."
Huo Mingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling very pleased that Lu Qi remembered the bits and pieces around him. He took a small video of the dishes on the table with his mobile phone and sent it over.
"Their food is good, I will bring you to try it another day."
Lu Qi glanced at the video at random, and suddenly paused when the camera dangled over a person on the table. He clicked to pause, then took the screenshot and zoomed in. He found that it was Huo Yuanguang who was sitting next to him, his assistant secretary in the company in his previous life.
It turns out that this old thing has joined the company now.
Lu Qi thoughtfully, feeling that the rebirth of his little butterfly seemed to have changed a lot of things.