Chapter 72 What do you have to lose?
Lu Shiyu dyed his gray hair back to black and took off his earrings, returning to his original clean and refreshing appearance.
The campus forum exploded again.
Everyone said that Master Lu had learned from his mistakes, cut off his emotional ties with his sword, and was about to escape from the sea of suffering and return to the altar of god where light shines.
There was cheering and celebration in the forum.
Looking at the secretly taken photos of Lu Shiyu on the forum, he had neat black hair, a white shirt with the first button fastened, and was sitting in the study room of the library, reading a book with headphones on.
Is this still the person with gray hair who was pestering me in the library and asked me if I wanted to kiss him?
Fu Mingshuang sneered and closed the forum.
night……
Lu Shiyu came out of the library and saw Fu Mingshuang sitting on the long steps in front of the library.
With his head hung low, he seemed to be humming a song, and was fiddling with a weed growing out of the crack in the stone steps out of boredom.
Lu Shiyu walked straight forward, carrying a backpack on his back, passing her.
Not hearing her usual noisy voice, Lu Shiyu paused, turned back and stood in front of her.
White sneakers kicked up the high heels.
Fu Mingshuang looked up, her small and delicate face visible. Lu Shiyu looked down at her condescendingly.
"Fu Mingshuang." He called her.
"Oh, Lu Shiyu." She replied to him.
Then he continued to lower his head and pull out the grass in the crevice of the rock.
Lu Shiyu felt pent up in his heart, and had already turned his white sneakers around, but when he saw the chain on her ankle, he was trapped again.
Lu Shiyu threw down his backpack and sat down next to Fu Mingshuang.
They sat there like that, she picking up the weeds on the ground while he sat beside her. Neither of them said anything.
After a long time, Fu Mingshuang got tired of playing and turned to look at him. He had black hair and looked clean and handsome.
She rested her head on her bent knees and said lightly:
"Lu Shiyu, why don't you resist? You're not even as good as a weed."
Even though I changed her hair to her favorite gray color, she didn't go crazy or pester me. She wasn't as noisy as before. Her expression and tone were very calm.
Lu Shiyu lowered his head to look at the grass on the steps. His slender figure concealed a stubborn soul, but he was not moved. He said rationally:
“The weed is strong because it has nothing but its might.”
Fu Mingshuang smiled and said, "What do you have now?"
Lu Shiyu stared at her without answering.
"Those things you did are nothing compared to my experiences." Fu Mingshuang withdrew his gaze and cast it into the darkness in the distance, where no light reached, and murmured:
"I almost escaped, but in the end I was caught, framed, and threatened. But even so, I haven't accepted my fate."
Fu Mingshuang pulled the weeds out of the cracks in the rocks with a little effort and handed them to Lu Shiyu: "Even if it's pulled out, it will come out again. It's just like me, it refuses to accept its fate."
Lu Shiyu didn't take it, so she let go. The weeds floated a few times and landed on the back of Lu Shiyu's hand.
"Lu Shiyu, what do you have to lose?"
Fu Mingshuang stood up and left. Her high heels made a "clacking" sound on the marble slabs, almost covering up the tinkling sound of the bells on her ankles.
What do I have to lose?
Lu Shiyu sat alone on the long stairs, watching Fu Mingshuang walk further and further away.
"Chen Ni..." He made a call, "You don't want to talk about An Qian's matter. I respect that, but can you tell me about Fu Mingshuang going to the mental hospital?"
"If you want to know, why don't you ask her yourself?" Chen Ni on the other end of the phone seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and even his voice was hoarse.
Lu Shiyu didn't continue the conversation, but instead threw out the bait: "In exchange, I will propose to break off the engagement with Nian Jiusi and set her free."
The other party was silent for a while before saying, "No need. There is no possibility for Nian Jiusi and I anymore. We are over."
Lu Shiyu had no more chips, and after a moment's hesitation, he was about to hang up the phone, when Shen Ni said:
"Shanghai Third People's Hospital, that's all I can say. If you want to know anything else, go check it out yourself."
"Thanks."
"It's nothing. I just hope you and Fu Mingshuang are both well." Shen Ni said.
Lu Shiyu hung up the phone and looked at his watch.
He didn't have much time left, so he planned to fly to Shanghai overnight.
***
The last class on Friday evening.
Lu Shiyu rushed all the way to Peking University after getting off the plane, and finally walked into Fu Mingshuang's classroom as the bell rang.
The affair between him and Fu Mingshuang caused a sensation not only in the Foreign Languages College, but also in Peking University.
So when the black-haired Lu Shiyu reappeared in the classroom, the crowd couldn't help but boil over, just like a pot lid can't cover 100-degree boiling water.
Lu Shiyu walked directly to the last row and sat down next to Fu Mingshuang.
"Hello, Mr. Lu." Fu Mingshuang stared at his black hair, holding her chin and smiling at him.
Ever since Fu Mingshuang said she gave up, she has become much friendlier to herself.
Like ordinary classmates, we greet each other politely when we meet, without being hostile, saying ambiguous words or doing ambiguous things.
Lu Shiyu was about to speak when the professor, who had just entered the classroom, shouted:
"It's class time! Who's still talking? Who?! Is it you two?"
The professor roared at the two girls in the middle of the classroom with full force.
"Get out! Get out! Don't listen to me! I'll see who dares to talk in my class again!" After saying that, the two girls left the classroom with dejected faces. The professor unscrewed the thermos, took a sip of wolfberry water, and started the class.
Fu Mingshuang looked at Lu Shiyu with interest. Lu Shiyu's face looked a little heavy, but he still kept his mouth shut.
It was obvious that the professor of this course was quite bad. Even Fu Mingshuang, who usually fell asleep in class, was now listening attentively.
The open back door let in the afterglow of the setting sun, casting it on the last row of the classroom, stretching the two people's figures very long and finally overlapping them.
Lu Shiyu glanced at Fu Mingshuang inadvertently. She turned sideways to block the afterglow, and even her eyelashes were coated with a layer of gold powder.
Fu Mingshuang is so well behaved when she doesn't go crazy.
Lu Shiyu opened his notebook, wrote a few large words on it, and then pushed the notebook to Fu Mingshuang:
I went to the Third Hospital of Shanghai
Fu Mingshuang glanced down, her eyelashes trembling, stirring the light and shadow cast on the paper, then she tore the paper off and crumpled it into a ball.
He said nothing and remained calm.
Lu Shiyu took back his notebook, wrote another page, and pushed it to her:
[On the hospital's activity wall, I saw a photo of you in the corner]
Unlike the others who were cheering, she sat alone in the corner, with a lonely look in her eyes and a pale face, like a creepy Japanese doll.
At this moment, Fu Mingshuang's face began to look ugly. She used the pen in her hand to cross out the words written by Lu Shiyu. Not satisfied yet, she threw the pen away, tore off the paper, and crumpled it into a ball.
But Lu Shiyu took advantage of her inability to speak or skip classes to continue playing tricks on her. He wrote in his notebook again:
[A caregiver said he remembered you because you were only there for three days]
There is no possibility of recovery in three days.
This only means that she was sent there not for medical treatment, but to leave a record of a mentally ill patient. Perhaps only her father, Fu Zhenchuan, could do such a thing.
It was obvious that Fu Mingshuang crumpled the paper into a ball again and glared at Lu Shiyu, as if giving a warning before going crazy.
Under her sharp gaze, Lu Shiyu wrote in the notebook:
Since you're taking the college entrance exam again, why don't you study medicine at Kyoto University?
He searched the Internet for a long time and found that the year Fu Mingshuang took the college entrance examination for the first time, there was a news interview in Shanghai about students who were blocked from the college entrance examination.
In the video, she excitedly told reporters that her dream was to become a doctor and she had been admitted to the Faculty of Medicine of the Island University of Hong Kong.
At that time, she was still full of energy in the video and looked forward to escaping from the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
She is completely different from Fu Mingshuang who is forcing herself to smile now.
This time, Fu Mingshuang stared at the notebook for a long time, and Lu Shiyu was mentally prepared for her to tear off another page.
But she raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were cold, and she seemed to be smiling.
She took the notebook and quickly replied to Lu Shiyu's words:
"I ended up in a mental hospital because I stabbed someone to death. How can I be a doctor? Aren't you afraid that I'll stab a patient to death?"
After finishing writing, she drew an exaggerated smiley face on the side and pushed the notebook back to Lu Shiyu.
Lu Shiyu looked down at the little man. His mouth was clearly smiling, but his eyes looked like he was crying, crooked and all the lines together were extremely distorted.
That's it.
Lu Shiyu stopped writing notes and instead looked up at the blackboard, seemingly listening to the lecture. However, only he knew that he couldn't hear a single word.
When the get out of class was about to end, he suddenly picked up his pen and wrote a sentence on the paper.
"hiss……"
In order to make it easier for Fu Mingshuang to crumple it into a ball, Lu Shiyu first tore off the paper and then pushed it in front of Fu Mingshuang.
On a light piece of paper, Lu Shiyu's powerful words were printed:
[Marriage? The kind where you stab each other to death]
The paper was filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, like a certificate with a gold border, burning people's eyes dry.
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