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"Do you remember now?"
The man crossed his arms, certain that Jian Yu would remember.
"Think of you my foot!"
Jian Yu covered his forehead and cursed, "Are this guy's fingers made of steel bars?"
Why does it hurt so much when you play it?
"Can't remember?"
The man's hoarse voice suddenly turned sinister.
Jian Yu shuddered.
Staring at the person's narrow eyes, feeling a sense of déjà vu, I then shifted my gaze to the person's hands.
Bend your middle finger and flick your forehead hard?
I do have a memory of such an old friend, but that person looks different from the person in front of me!
At this moment, someone on deck asked them why they hadn't come up yet.
The man pulled Jian Yu upstairs, saying, "Let's go up and warm up first."
Jian Yu was indeed freezing, so she had no choice but to follow.
Once on the deck, someone handed us a large towel.
The man led Jian Yu into a guest room.
The guest room was warm, and Jian Yu immediately took off her wet coat as soon as she entered.
Someone brought over a pot of hot coffee and a box of cold medicine.
The man took the cup, poured two cups of hot water, dissolved two packets of cold granules in it, and handed one cup to Jian Yu, saying, "Drink it quickly."
Jianyu took it to warm his hands.
"Have some hot coffee later to warm yourself up. There's hot water in it, so you can take a bath after you finish."
Jian Yu nodded, finished his cold medicine, and then took his hot coffee into the inner room.
As he closed the door, he asked, "Aren't you going to take a hot bath?"
The man poured himself a cup of hot coffee and carried it out, saying, "You should lock the door from the inside!"
Jian Yu finished his coffee in one gulp and casually placed it on the table as he closed the door.
Jian Yu discovered a portable radiator in the room, so he moved it to the bathroom, rinsed his wet clothes, and placed them next to the radiator to dry.
After doing all this, Jian Yu lay in the hot water, her hands and feet so cold she couldn't feel any temperature.
I changed the water in the tank halfway through.
I soaked in the water for almost an hour before I felt alive again.
Recalling that person's face in her mind, it was really different from what she remembered. Perhaps it was because that person's hair used to be too long, covering the upper half of his face. Apart from remembering his sinister temperament, everything else was very blurry for Jian Yu.
Jian Yu touched the clothes and found that they were already half-dry from the heat.
Wrapping herself tightly in her bathrobe and drying her hair, Jian Yu touched her forehead and found it was burning hot.
I'm so sleepy!
How about I drink another packet of cold medicine?
As soon as Jian Yu came out of the bathroom, he saw someone sitting on the sofa, wrapped in a thick blanket.
She glanced quickly at the door; she remembered locking it from the inside.
"No need to look, I opened it."
Jian Yu was somewhat speechless.
But he didn't say anything.
I poured a glass of hot water and placed it on the bedside table before crawling into bed to warm up.
When do we disembark?
"Two days!"
Jian Yu didn't understand. "I just saw that we weren't far from the shore. It shouldn't take us more than two days, right?"
"Why wouldn't we need it? We're going out to sea, not going back."
"What kind of sea voyage?"
“This is my cargo ship; I’m here to run a business. You don’t think I’m like the other kids from the orphanage, only good for manual labor, do you?”
Jian Yu dared not think that way. This person had not been in the welfare home for long, but his deeds were still very impressive.
But what was his name again?
The man seemed to have read Jian Yu's mind and introduced himself, "Lu Jiao."
Yes, his name is Lu Jiao.
The "jiao" in "jiaolong" (蛟龙).
That year, Jian Yu was eight years old and Lu Jiao was twelve. They heard that their father's business failed, their mother ran away with the remaining money, and their father committed suicide because he couldn't bear the blow. Their relatives were unwilling to take care of Lu Jiao, so they sent him to an orphanage.
Although Lu Jiao was only twelve years old, he was tall and had an outstanding appearance. In particular, his long, narrow eyes under his long bangs were very deep and captivating. At such a young age, he had just entered the orphanage and had already aroused the admiration of the girls and the jealousy of the boys.
Lu Jiao often sat alone in a corner with his head down.
At this time of year, older girls would often approach him and start a conversation.
Usually, it's just the girl talking, and he doesn't even give a response.
Jian Yu often saw boys drag him into the shadows and beat him up.
Once, Jian Yu hid in a storeroom to avoid people.
In the middle of the night, Jian Yu was holding a steamed bun hidden in his bosom, about to start eating, when he suddenly heard the sound of someone swallowing.
A large hand landed on her shoulder and snatched her steamed bun.
With the help of the outside light, Jian Yu could vaguely make out that it was the boy named Lu Jiao.
Lu Jiao finished her steamed bun in a few bites. "Is there any more?"
Jian Yu shook his head.
Lu Jiao knew her situation; it was already quite an achievement that she could hide half a steamed bun on her person.
nod.
He flicked her forehead with his finger and then sat back down in his original spot.
Jian Yu covered his forehead with one hand and his empty stomach with the other, feeling extremely wronged. He should have eaten earlier.
It was only later that Jian Yu realized that Lu Jiao had not appeared at the welfare home's dining table for two days.
Cao Xiaomei was away for a few days, and another employee in charge of the restaurant was on leave. Everyone was busy with their own work, so no one noticed that Lu Jiao hadn't eaten.
The next morning, Lu Jiao followed Jian Yu straight to the steamed bun section of the restaurant.
Jian Yu grabbed two steamed buns, while Lu Jiao, being tall, could grab three or four in one hand if no one stopped him.
Unfortunately, as soon as he got his hands on it, a boy snatched it away from him.
Although Lu Jiao looked about the same height as that boy, the boy was actually over fifteen years old, and Cao Xiaomei was urging him to leave the orphanage.
Despite Lu Jiao's resistance, he only managed to keep one steamed bun.
Jian Yu, holding her bowl of porridge, sighed silently, feeling even worse off than her.
How can one steamed bun possibly fill you up?
A girl served Lu Jiao a bowl of porridge.
Lu Jiao didn't even glance at it.
The girl tugged at his shirt and secretly slipped him a steamed bun under the table.
Lu Jiao glanced at the steamed bun, but didn't take it. Instead, he pulled out his coat, got up, and left the restaurant.
Jian Yu was a little confused. Why didn't he accept the steamed bun offered to him?
She wouldn't even drink the porridge.
There was plenty of porridge today. Jian Yu hid a steamed bun in his pocket and got up to get another bowl.
After eating three bowls of porridge, my stomach was bulging.
Jian Yu ran to get her schoolbag, feeling satisfied, ready to go to school.
I don't know what happened.
From then on, Jian Yu would bump into Lu Jiao in the storeroom every few days.
Lu Jiao would always immediately search her pockets for the steamed buns she had hidden.
Fortunately, he still had some conscience and knew to leave half for her.
Almost a year passed. One night, Lu Jiao suddenly stopped Jian Yu and took away the fifty-odd yuan she had saved from selling scrap.
Jian Yu felt that he had hidden himself very well and didn't even know when Lu Jiao had discovered him.
I saved up this little bit of money over several years, and now it's all gone in an instant.
Jian Yu was furious, but she couldn't beat him in a fight, so she cursed him in her heart all night.
The next day, the people at the welfare home never saw Lu Jiao again.
I heard he ran away secretly by himself.
They ran away?
Jian Yu then realized that Lu Jiao had taken the money from her to pay for his travel expenses.
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