At five o'clock in the morning, there was a faint light in the sky.

Shen Kuo was too tired after not sleeping for two days, so that night he rested his head on Lu Yan's legs. He closed his eyes and fell asleep, sinking into a deep and excellent sleep.

At six o'clock in the morning, Shen Kuo's biological clock reached time and he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was the girl trying hard to open her eyes wide.

The little girl really didn't sleep all night, forcing herself to stay awake.

She really couldn't sleep, and she didn't dare to sleep. Dad Shen was not out of danger yet. An accident could happen at any time, and she needed to call a doctor in time.

After all, human life is at stake.

When Lu Yan saw him waking up, her tired little face smiled and her eyes shone: "Are you awake? I see you sleep so soundly, and you are also snoring."

Shen Kuo immediately sat up: "Impossible."

How could he snore?

Lu Yan was teasing him, so she reached out and scratched his messy and fluffy hair: "After sleeping, are you feeling better?"

"Um."

"That's right. Don't worry, Dad Shen will be fine tonight. The doctor just came and said that the situation is getting better."

"Thank you." He thanked her in a muffled voice.

A nurse holding a tray passed by and heard the conversation between the two. She smiled and said to Shen Kuo: "Your girlfriend is really good. She helped you stay up all night. At three o'clock, I saw that she was very sleepy. When I couldn’t stand it anymore, I kept pinching the back of my hand with my nails..."

"Why?"

Lu Yan interrupted the nurse: "What, I'm a little hungry, Shen Kuo, go buy some breakfast..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Kuo grabbed her hand, and sure enough, on the back of his left hand, there were several crescent-shaped nail marks, which were slightly red.

Lu Yan retracted her hand and said calmly: "I smell someone eating Xiao Long Bao. I'm so hungry."

Shen Kuo's face remained expressionless. After the nurse left, he silently put his arms around Lu Yan's shoulders, rested his chin on her forehead, and left a trace on her bangs that looked like a kiss but not a kiss.

At the intersection of morning and dusk, the dawn light pierces the stacked clouds, like crimson dye, gradually blooming.

Lu Yan's heart felt hot.

Soon, Shen Kuo let go of her, feeling a little embarrassed.

Lu Yan touched her forehead, raised the corners of her mouth with a sweet smile: "Are you kissing me?"

"No, no, don't think about it."

"obviously it is..."

Perhaps because his father's condition improved, Shen Kuo felt much more relaxed and asked her, "Did you do anything to me last night?"

Lu Yan was dumbfounded.

What the hell...aren't everyone asleep?

"You pretend to sleep!"

"No, but I feel it."

"I didn't do anything, I had nothing, how could I do anything..."

She explained nonchalantly: "It's impossible. I'm a girl. It's impossible in this life..."

Shen Kuo looked at her without saying a word, his narrow and beautiful pupils made her feel guilty, as if nothing he thought could escape his eyes.

Lu Yan's earlobes were red.

what a shame.

She hesitantly said: "You don't want to kiss me anyway. I'm so proactive, and it seems so..."

Shen Kuo's hand fell to her lips, and his rough thumb pad gently brushed the soft spot in the middle of her lips.

"It's not that I don't want to, I just think I shouldn't be too hasty."

Lu Yan looked at him in surprise and saw him saying extremely seriously: "You have to be mentally prepared. The first time may take a long time."

He has been thinking about it for a long time and created countless scenarios. He has restrained himself until now and should not be too rash no matter what.

Lu Yan opened her eyes slightly, feeling a little stupid.

Although...

She knew he was talking about her first kiss, but when she said those words, there was no way to prevent her from thinking about other things.

It will take a long time...how long will it take?

Her cheeks instantly turned cherry red.

Most young people of that era were pure and upright.

It was Lu Yan who was dirty.

Shen Kuo took the doctor's order and went downstairs to pay for the medicine. Lu Yan yawned long and closed her eyes.

At this time, the doctor walked out of the office and saw Lu Yan standing by the ward. He mistook her for the patient's daughter and handed her a medical record form that needed to be signed.

Lu Yan didn't know what it was, so she took it, looked at it, and explained: "Sorry, I don't think I should sign this..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw that on the information sheet, in the column of Father Shen’s former workplace, it was written -

Henghui Cement Factory.

Lu Yan's heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

It is impossible for her not to know about Henghui Cement Factory. This factory was the earliest industrial factory established under the name of Lu Group. The cement raw materials required for the initial development and construction of houses by Lu Real Estate came from Henghui Cement Factory.

When she was a child, Lu Zhen took her out for a walk and passed the Henghui Cement Factory from a distance. He once pointed it out to her and said that your grandfather once made his fortune by running this industrial factory.

When Lu Zhen, who is middle-aged, talks about family history, a trace of desolation and helplessness flashes in his eyes.

At that time, the young Lu Yan could not understand the complexity in her father's eyes. She looked far into the distance and saw across the large green wheat field, thick smoke drifted out from the long chimney of the cement factory, dyeing the clouds in the sky. Dark blue.

Over the next ten years or so, Lu invested a lot of material and financial resources to restructure the factory and turn the workshop into a dust-free workshop, thus slowly reducing pollution to a minimum.

"Little girl, what are you thinking about?" The doctor's voice rang in her ears, interrupting Lu Yan's memories.

She raised her head and asked the doctor in a hoarse voice: "Is Uncle Shen's illness related to his previous working environment?"

"Of course, lung congestion is caused by long-term inhalation of industrial dust."

While the doctor was talking, he saw that Lu Yan's hands were clenching the medical records so tightly that they were wrinkled.

"Then... when the boy comes back later, you ask him to sign the medical record."

Lu Yan couldn't help but sit on the chair, and her back felt cold.

She knew that Father Shen had been ill for several years, but she never imagined that Father Shen had...

He's working for Lu!

She looked at the beautiful clothes and skirts on her body. From beginning to end, everything she wore was from the best brand...

She raised her head again and looked at Father Shen who was unconscious in the ward. The man was tortured by the disease and looked haggard...

Shen Kuo doesn't even have a pair of brand new sneakers.

Too bullying

When Shen Kuo came back from taking the medicine, the corridor was empty and the girl was missing.

"Lu Yan?" He called softly, but no one responded.

have they gone?

Shen Kuo frowned slightly, walked to his seat, and saw the personal information page of the slightly wrinkled medical record. His father's former employer was clearly visible.

Shen Kuo's heart suddenly stabbed.

She saw it.

The doctor came out of another ward and said to Shen Kuo: "Hey, you're back, hurry up and sign the pathology sheet."

Shen Kuo took out his pen, mechanically wrote his name on the list, and handed it to the doctor.

When the doctor entered the office, he did not forget to turn around and say to him: "That girl just now, who is your friend, didn't look right."

Shen Kuo pressed his eyebrows and closed his eyes.

My thoughts drifted back to my first year of junior high school, when I met Lu Zhen for the first time.

He walked into the classroom wearing a red Nike jersey, like a blazing sun.

Shen Kuo keenly noticed that the color of the sneakers was also very nice, the tips of the shoes were polished clean, and there was not even a trace of mud in the shoelaces.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he attracted the attention of the whole class.

Young Shen Kuo never knew that boys could dress so brightly and cleanly.

But I always only have those black and gray clothes, and the rough sneakers with black laces. No matter how I wash them, the mud inside cannot be washed away. The mud seems to have invaded every fiber.

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