Chapter 212 Lele
Song Rui didn't expect that she would be chosen to attend the funeral on the 10th.
That Weibo post has been forwarded millions of times, so how come she was chosen?
She wanted to go, but was afraid.
After knowing that she was selected, Shen Sisi called her immediately. Song Rui thought she had a lot to say, but on the phone, she could only hear Shen Sisi crying.
Then I cried the entire phone call.
Until Shen Sisi hung up the phone, she still couldn't say a word.
What can I say?
Song Rui added Lu Yao's contact information and submitted her personal information. The other party bought the plane and train tickets. She took a leave of absence and boarded the flight booked by the other party.
First taking a plane, then a train, and finally a bus, Song Rui arrived at a small county town she had never heard of.
Then, according to the address sent in the other party's message, Song Rui took a taxi and rushed there.
When she arrived at her destination, Song Rui saw many people on the roadside.
Maybe there weren't that many people, but when they gathered together and stood on the deserted roadside, it seemed like there were a lot of people.
Without any hesitation, Song Rui immediately knew that those people were the same as her.
Before I got out of the car, the group of people looked over when they heard the noise.
From the moment the car came into their sight, to the moment it stopped steadily, to the moment Song Rui got out of the car.
After one encounter, they knew why Song Rui came.
The extremely similar black suits are clear enough without saying anything.
Song Rui walked over.
I saw the faces of those people clearly.
Qiu Yuge, Zhu Xiang, Yin Hongxue, Cang Zizhen, Bai You, Ding Ling, Su Junliang... Song Rui never thought that she would meet them here, but then she thought, as Lu Yao's closest people, how could they not come.
Moving her gaze, Song Rui saw another familiar face - Xiguacai.
I didn't expect that he would come too.
Looking to the side, Song Rui really didn't recognize the other people.
A young girl came up to talk to Song Rui: "You too?"
Song Rui nodded: "Yes."
The girl forced a smile and said, "I'm a fan who was picked on Weibo."
Song Rui nodded: "Me too."
No more words were spoken, but at this moment the distance between the two of them was invisibly shortened.
The two stood together.
The girl who arrived earlier whispered to Song Rui, "Including you, seven people have been drawn on Weibo. Xiguacai was also drawn. The rest are all from Lu Yao's circle of friends, like that reporter."
Song Rui looked in the direction the girl introduced and saw a tall girl taking pictures with a GOPRO.
Song Rui was surprised: "Can we actually take a photo?"
"They said they can film it." The girl raised her chin and pointed elsewhere. "Look, Xiguacai is filming too. They seem to have asked the person who contacted us, and that person said they can film it."
"……Oh My God."
Song Rui didn't know what to say for a moment.
And the next second, she couldn't say anything.
With a creak, the iron gate of the abandoned hut yard behind them was pushed open. Everyone heard the noise and looked back, and saw a man walking out from behind the door.
He was a young man with long hair, bright features and a handsome face. The moment he raised his eyes and looked over, everyone's breath was held.
"Lu Yao?" Bai You asked in a lost voice.
That’s right, the person in front of me looks almost exactly like Lu Yao.
"No, that's not right, you are not Lu Yao." Bai You reacted quickly as soon as he said this. How could the person in front of him be Lu Yao? He and Lu Yao had been together day and night for five years, watching him grow up little by little, and the person who appeared in front of them now was clearly the same Lu Yao five years ago, still a teenager.
but--
"Who are you?"
Bai You stared intently at the young man standing by the iron gate, his eyes sweeping across his face bit by bit.
Looks like, very similar.
Bai You even felt that he saw Lu Yao from five years ago.
The young man stood by the door and smiled brightly: "You can call me Lele."
Song Rui covered her mouth tightly, fearing that she would scream out uncontrollably.
The girl next to her grabbed Lele's arm the first time she saw her, and now she could feel the touch of the clamp on her arm.
It was so hard and so tight that the pain made her realize that it was all real.
"Are you Lu Yao's younger brother?" the reporter spoke first.
"Hmm..." Lele pondered for a moment, then nodded readily: "Yes, I am his younger brother."
Everyone looked surprised and puzzled.
Everyone present knew that Lu Yao was an orphan, and yet, Lu Yao, an orphan, actually had a younger brother? Was he really a younger brother? Was he his biological brother? But if not, Lele, the man in front of them, looked so much like Lu Yao that it was almost impossible to tell them apart. So, what else could he be but a younger brother?
Ding Ling and Su Junliang knew more. They looked at each other, and Ding Ling even felt a surge of anger in her heart.
She knew that Lu Yao was abandoned by his parents when he was very young. She didn’t know why the parents abandoned their child, but after abandoning Lu Yao, did the parents actually have another child?
After giving birth to another child, she didn't come back to find Lu Yao, leaving Lu Yao to live alone in the mountains?
Ding Ling didn't know whether she would meet Lu Yao's parents on this trip. If she did, she might not give them a good face.
"Everyone is here, let's go." Lele's voice interrupted everyone's thoughts. He moved aside to open the door behind him and raised his hand to signal everyone to go in.
You actually want to enter from here?
After everyone entered the courtyard, Lele closed the door at the back and walked to the front to lead the way.
He was wearing clothes that Song Rui was very familiar with. They were clothes belonging to the Yu tribe that she had seen countless times in materials.
Her long hair swayed slightly behind her, and the earrings on her ears were occasionally visible when she walked.
Song Rui was dazed by what she saw.
Looks like, very similar.
It was as if she had passed through the cracks of time and returned to the moment five years ago when Lu Yao first appeared in front of everyone.
Passing through the abandoned building, walking through the backyard, and then leaving through the back door, a path appeared in front of everyone.
A very simple carriage was parked on the side of the road.
A long carriage, a very dilapidated carriage shed, and a horse in the front pulling the carriage with puffs of steam.
There was a man standing next to the horse, and Song Rui remembered him.
In the first year of the fifth group's debut, this person appeared in the first variety show they participated in, a travel variety show.
At that time, the program introduced this person as the village chief.
So they are going to Lu Yao’s hometown now?
Song Rui looked forward along the path, passing through the farmland in front of her. In the distance were continuous mountains with no end in sight.
"Get in the car." Lele began to greet them. The boy's clear voice was filled with a unique enthusiasm, as if they were getting in the car not to attend Lu Yao's funeral, but just to go out for a simple trip.
Everyone followed Lele's instructions and sat on both sides of the carriage, while Lele sat alone at the front facing everyone.
The village chief flicked the reins, and the carriage started moving slowly, shaking slightly as it drove on the bumpy road.
Everyone has a lot to say, but there is so much to say that they don’t know where to start.
After a long moment, Ding Ling broke the silence: "Are you the one who posted on Weibo and Moments?"
Lele nodded: "It's me."
Lele had a strong desire to express himself. As soon as Ding Ling started talking, he continued to chatter.
"Although if Lu Yao had followed his will, he would definitely not have posted this on Weibo or Moments, but there's nothing I can do about it. After all, he's already dead. Now that he's dead, everything belongs to me. I have the phone and can post whatever I want."
Bai You listened to Lele's words, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "How could you do this?"
"What?" Lele raised an eyebrow in confusion: "Shouldn't I announce Lu Yao's death? Don't you want to know that he's dead? I thought you would be very curious about his condition, but it turned out that you didn't."
"Oh, I'm really sorry." Lele apologized, but there was no apology in his tone. "I haven't met many people, so I don't know if you think this way. But it doesn't matter. I sent it if I wanted to. So what?"
Now even Zhu Xiangming, who usually has a good temper, couldn't help it.
"Are you really Lu Yao's brother? How can you be so... so..." when you mention Lu Yao? Zhu Xiangming spoke for a long time and didn't know how to describe it.
The Lele in front of him had a face exactly like Lu Yao's, but he said things he would never say and did things he would never do.
When he saw Lele's face just now, he thought he saw Lu Yao, but now looking at it again, where is the shadow of Lu Yao in the Lele in front of him?
Lu Yao would not have such a sarcastic laugh, would not speak in such a frivolous tone, and would not treat other people's feelings so lightly!
"Haha, why are you so angry?" Lele covered his mouth and laughed: "I should be the one who is angry."
"You took Lu Yao away from me, never letting him come back for a single day, leaving me to live all alone on this lonely mountain. How can I be grateful to you?" Lele became increasingly emotional as he spoke, even standing up in the shaking carriage. "I am the closest person to him in the world! He belongs to me! And now? He remembered me when he was about to die, came back to my side, and then died in front of me!"
Lele was so excited that he yelled loudly, as if he had exhausted all his energy. He let out a long sigh and sat back in his seat.
The carriage was silent and no one dared to speak.
Lele's speech was beyond their imagination. They had never thought about this issue from this perspective.
Leaning back, Lele glanced at the silent crowd and sneered, "Do you know how cold winter is in the mountains? Do you know how dark the night is without lights? Do you know how difficult the mountain road is to walk on after the rain?"
"Oh, you don't know anything."
The more Cang Zizhen listened, the more he felt something was wrong: "No, where are your parents?"
Lele was still immersed in the tragic situations just now. When he heard Cang Zizhen's question, he waved his right hand impatiently: "Dead!"
"Dead?" Yin Hongxue couldn't help but sit up straight and asked, "When did he die?"
Lele looked over: "Curious?"
"Yes." Cang Zizhen nodded beside Yin Hongxue: "We only know that Lu Yao is an orphan, but we don't know anything else. We don't even know you exist. Can you tell us?"
"Want to know the origins of Lu Yao and me?" Lele smiled: "Of course."
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