"I took a few days off for you, and you will go to school when the final exam is due." Mother was sitting on the sofa with the plaster that grandma gave her on her forehead. In just a few days, my mother would have been forever. The pulled face stretched longer, and occasionally I could see the nasolabial lines extending to the chin.
He didn't speak on the first day of the junior high. He didn't know what he should be doing now.
He didn’t want to go to school at first, but he just asked for a leave of absence. He was a little reluctant to go, but let’s go. When he arrived at school, he faced those gazes and mockery. He felt depressed, maybe even more. Some people are thinking about "eliminating harm for the people"...
"Go to your father's place for a few days," said the mother, "by the way, ask if they know where else your dad can go."
Nodded at first.
He would be very happy if he usually told him to go to your grandparents' house, but in this situation, he really didn't want to see grandparents sad.
"The good son they raised," my grandmother was licking melon seeds, and he hadn't stopped all morning, like an obsessive-compulsive disorder. "I have never come here after such a big thing. I really admire him."
"What's the use of them coming here," my mother said, "We can't live in our house when we come here, we have to take care of it."
"I want to be beautiful! Want to live at home? Still take care of it?" Grandma threw a handful of melon seeds to the ground, "The son they taught me, he threw his wife and children away when he saw something, and he still thought about it. Let my old lady take care of it?"
My mother didn't speak, and she twisted her eyebrows.
"Do you remember! When he was a kid in the first grade, he rode a broken car to the market on the first grade. When he encountered people fighting with a knife, he threw his son away and ran away!" Grandma lit a cigarette and dangling, "Worry!"
"He ran away on the first day of the new year." Mom said.
"He said that if he ran away, he ran away!" The grandmother's nose and mouth were sprayed with smoke, as if he was so angry that he was smoking, referring to the first day of the middle school.
There was no sound on the first day of the new year.
He can't remember this clearly, maybe it was too young then.
"You're a stutter!" Grandma said, "You're a fucking dumb!"
He couldn't stay at home on the first day of the junior high, but he didn't dare to go out during the day. One was a neighbor and the other was a grandmother.
He can only hold back at home, holding his mobile phone to communicate ideas for a while.
Yan Hang's circle of friends hasn't been updated for a long time, and he has read the old ones countless times, although he can't understand them. He has also read Yan Hang's Weibo. All Yan Hang's nicknames are Xingtian, which is easy to find.
Weibo also has no content, which is earlier than the content in Moments. His fans check in under his last Weibo every day. Good morning, afternoon, good night, and no live broadcast.
-Can’t remember how many times this is suddenly disappeared, remember to come back
After reading this message for a long time on the first day, it seems that Yan Hang has always been like this. It will suddenly disappear, and may also appear suddenly.
On the first day of the junior high school, he quietly followed Xingtian's little brother's Weibo with his account. His account has never been used, and his nickname is an inexplicable string of numbers.
In order to prevent himself from being regarded as a navy trumpet, he deliberately changed his nickname, on the first day of the new year, and then forwarded a few funny microblogs hahahahahahahaha.
It feels more like this... So I forwarded it again, and added a word when hahaha, hahahahahahahaha.
Slightly better.
He wanted to tell Yan Hang that he was going to live at his grandfather's house for two days, but after thinking about it, he felt very silly. Yan Hang is in such a state now, how can he be in the mood to care where you go.
Besides, he didn't dare to look for Yan Hang. Apart from secretly observing, he didn't know what other suitable posture could handle this awkward relationship.
I had never had a friend before, but now a friend has made it like this. When I think of Yan Hang on the first day of the new year, I feel a sense of panic at a loss.
Grandpa's house is in a town on the outskirts of the city. It's not easy to go there. You have to take a shuttle bus.
But today my mother called my aunt, and my aunt drove him over.
"Look at your mother," the aunt said, "I don't hesitate at all when I need it."
She smiled embarrassedly on the first day of the junior high school.
"In other words, I don't care if she wants to use the car by herself," the aunt took a red packet out of her pocket and handed it to him. "Take it, your aunt will be shocked."
"Thank you." Chuyi held the red envelope.
"It’s okay to go to your father’s place and stop for two days. By the way, comfort the old man and the old lady," said the aunt. If you die, you don’t have to worry about anything."
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
When the car drove past Yan Hang's door, he turned his head and quietly looked out.
The curtains of Yan Hang's house were half open, but they couldn't see clearly inside.
But on the first day of the junior high school, this is a good phenomenon. There is light in the room, and people's mood can be much better.
My aunt took him downstairs to his grandfather's house and left. On the first day of the new year, he knocked on the door for a long time before grandma came over and opened the door.
As soon as I saw the first day of the new year, grandma's tears shed.
"Don't cry," hugged grandma quickly, "No, it's okay."
"Don't cry all the time, it's not good for your health," Grandpa came down from the terrace and patted the shoulder on the first day of the first year. "Your milk missed you these past two days."
"Are you not going to school?" Grandma wiped her tears.
"Have a few days off," said the first day of the new year, "after the final exam, go back again."
"Look, I delayed the child from school." Grandma said.
"No, delay," said the first day of the new year. "Neither do I. I don't want to go."
"Don't cry," grandpa patted grandma, "go get some food for the kids."
"Hey, let's go." Grandma wiped her tears and went into the kitchen.
"Is there any news from your dad over there?" Grandpa took the first day of the new year to sit aside and asked in a low voice.
On the first day of the new year, he shook his head. Grandpa is in good health. Those who grow flowers and herbs on the terrace can take care of them easily, but this time he looks old.
On the first day of the new year, he frowned, suddenly dissatisfied with his father.
For so many days, he has been worried, afraid of what happened to his dad, and constantly guessed the responsibilities that dad will bear in this matter, hoping that he can come back.
Until now, seeing his grandparents look painful and haggard, he suddenly became angry.
The anger towards the father.
Even if it is killing someone! What you do yourself has to be borne by yourself!
What kind of man is he who runs away like this!
In the past, grandparents and grandparents used to be a peaceful haven for the first day of the new year.
Grandma was busy in the kitchen, making good food for him. He sat on a small stool on the terrace and watched his grandpa serve the flowers and plants, helping with watering and moving a flower pot from time to time.
I will never be boring, my heart is very quiet.
But this time, there was only suffering.
The grandmother who was holding back her tears, the grandfather who sat on the terrace in a daze.
Every minute and every second is distressed and angry.
He didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if his father didn't come back like this.
The day before the final exam, I went home on the first day.
Before leaving, Grandpa stuffed him some money, which was a habit all the time.
"I guess your mother, your grandmother and others won't take care of you anymore. There is such a big thing at home," the grandfather said, "Take care of yourself, and take care of your mother and them. You have to take responsibility for everything, don't follow Like your dad."
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
Sitting on the shuttle bus home, his whole mind was going crazy.
What Dad did is not the most important thing.
He was full of screams, where did my dad go! Where can he go!
The journey home was very difficult. When he turned into the intersection, he didn't know if it was an illusion or a real one. He could feel all kinds of gazes.
Many of the small shops on both sides of this road were opened by their neighbors in this area. Thanks to grandma, almost everyone knew their home and knew him.
He didn't dare to look to the side, he was afraid of meeting someone with inquisitive or mocking or disgusting eyes.
Even when passing by Yan Hang's house, he did not dare to pass.
When he walked to the canteen, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he was almost home. Although it was the same at home, at least he was used to it.
"On the first day," the owner of the canteen sitting at the door, blowing with a small electric fan in his hand, "Where did you go?"
Did not answer in the first day of the new year, bowed his head and walked forward.
"The kid Liang Bing is back. The police called to ask, as if nothing was wrong with him," the boss said. "Your dad seems to have a real problem?"
On the first day of the new year, he turned his head and glanced at the boss.
The boss wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything with his mouth open.
When returning home to change shoes at the door, Chu Yi turned his head and saw himself in the mirror next to him.
Shocked.
Sullen face, wringed eyebrows, red eyes.
Just now the boss probably was frightened by him, so he didn't say anything further.
My grandma and mother were not at home, only my grandfather was sitting on the sofa and watching TV. When he entered the house on the first day of the new year, he said, "Liang Bing was found by the police after hiding for a few days. I heard that he didn't ask anything. This matter has nothing to do with him, he just runs errands for that Ding, it seems your dad..."
There was no sound on the first day of the new year, so I put on my shoes and turned around and went out again.
He really didn't understand his grandfather's mentality. In addition to not being able to speak, he seemed to have no normal feelings. At this time, he could hear the same comments and speculations as outsiders at home, which really made him intolerable.
There was nowhere to go after going out, and now it was still light, he didn't dare to look for Yan Hang, nor did he dare to wander around, for fear of hearing anything that would make him breathless.
He went to the river.
He always came here when he had nowhere to go since he was a child.
Talk to the tree hole for a while, then stare in a daze at the beautiful river beach.
Or grinding pebbles to kill time.
"I want, I want to be super, capable, okay," Chu said softly, clasping his face on the tree hole, "you can find it, come to my dad, ask, ask him, why, what is such a nest? bag."
"I'm afraid that my grandmother and grandpa will hold it, and I can't hold it..." He curled his eyebrows, "I want to find it, come to my dad."
"I want to find my dad." Chu Yi gritted his teeth and repeated it again.
It must be because I am too determined to speak fluently.
On the first day of the new year, I touched the tree hole, walked to the railing by the riverside and sat on it.
Liang Bing was called by the police for questioning, explaining that he knew a little bit, but he was not there when the incident happened, so he is fine now.
Staring at the river on the first day of the new year, how much did Liang Bing know
Do you know that Lao Ding and Dad have a relationship with Uncle Yan? Did he walk in such a hurry that day have anything to do with this incident
On the first day of the new year, I was holding the steel pin in my pocket.
To find out what's going on with Dad, the only relevant person he can think of now is Liang Bing.
Yes.
Only Liang Bing.
On the first day of the new year, he jumped off the railing, turned and walked upstream along the river.
He knew where Liang Bing might be. One of Liang Bing’s younger brothers opened a car repair shop. He usually didn’t see any business. It was almost his gathering point. A few gangsters squatted in, even if they had business, they were scared. Ran.
He used to walk around when he saw Liang Bing, but today he walked directly to the car repair shop without hesitation.
There was a large open space at the door where two motorcycles were disassembled and not repaired.
Liang Bing was not inside, only his three little brothers were sitting at the door.
Seeing the first day of the new year, they were a little surprised, but they sat motionless.
The first day of the new year didn't go there, so I stood under the tree on the sidewalk and looked at them.
Liang Bing would not stay alone as long as he came back, he would definitely come here to meet his little brothers.
"Come for a fight?" A little brother shouted at him with a cigarette in his mouth.
There was no sound on the first day of the new year, and she still stood quietly.
"Your dad killed someone, but you didn't kill someone," another younger brother said, "How much courage did Liang Jingru give you?"
The first day of the new year was silent.
He always thought that he would not change, so he shrank silently in the corner and waited until the day he left.
He never thought he would have such anger.
After crashing into Liang Bing by the river that day, he had an uncontrollable impulse to desperately want to do it for the second time.
It's just that Liang Bing hasn't appeared yet, so he must endure it.
Maybe something big happened, maybe Liang Bing was called by the police to question them so that they were somewhat restrained. The three little brothers didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything, but just sat there smoking and taunting him.
It was not until Liang Bing's motorcycle drove over that they stood up together and pointed under the tree here.
When Liang Bing turned his head, he scolded me to fuck your mother.
I didn't hear it in the first day of the new year, but I could see it as an export-oriented one.
He walked over.
"Sick?" Liang Bing looked at him, "You two are endless, right?"
I didn't understand Liang Bing's meaning in the first year of the junior high school, who two? Never finished
But he didn't intend to understand, he looked at Liang Bing: "What's the matter?"
"What the hell is going on!" Liang Bing said, "I'll give you ten seconds, don't blame me if you fucking don't get out of here!"
"Old Ding," said the first day of the new year, "what's going on."
"You ask the police!" Liang Bing roared, "Who the hell are you, if you ask me, I have to tell you? Did your dad kill someone and you followed him to the power?"
Your dad killed someone.
These days, I heard this kind of words countless times on the first day of the new year.
Your dad and murderer, two words that are impossible in this life, have been combined, and they are weighing heavily on his nerves, and they have been stretched to the extreme.
Liang Bing's combination accurately ignited his anger.
He rushed forward without even thinking about it and punched Liang Bing in the stomach.
Liang Bing probably didn't expect him to behave like this in any case. He didn't even hide, and when he took the punch, his face turned pale in an instant.
This punch was taught by Uncle Yan. It was not only the power of the fist, but also the power of the back and shoulders. When the fist was hit, it was even hurt by the button on Liang Bing's shirt.
"Fuck!" A little brother reacted and slapped his head at the first day of the new year.
Raising his arm on the first day of the new year, this trick was not taught by Uncle Yan, it was his experience of being beaten out for many years.
After blocking the slap, he punched Liang Bing's abdomen again.
Liang Bing didn't fall up in anger and took a step back and sat down on the ground.
On the first day of the new year, he jumped up, grabbed his collar and pressed it to the ground.
A punch hit him in the face again.
"Pull him away!" Liang Bing finally yelled, struggling to pull out the arm that was pressed by the knee on the first day of the new year.
"I'm asking you!" The first day of the junior high school's voice became hoarse, and it was hit again with a punch, "Yes!"
Liang Bing's nosebleed was smashed out.
Several younger brothers rushed up and grabbed the arm of Junior One, trying to pull him away from Liang Bing.
The first time he found out he was angry on the first day of the junior high school, he would have so much strength. He shook off the hand holding his arm and punched Liang Bing in the nose again.
The splashed nosebleeds suppressed his body for more than half a month. No, it was the anger that had been suppressed for more than ten years.
After smashing Liang Bing's face intently and conscientiously, he was finally kicked aside by a little brother who flew over and kicked his head.
Liang Bing was pulled up from the ground by a younger brother, and the other two younger brothers rushed over to raise their feet and kicked.
He was kicked on the back, shoulders, and arms.
However, he didn't feel any pain in the first day of the year, nor did he hide from the feet kicked by the two younger brothers. Instead, he got up and threw himself at Liang Bing, grabbing Liang Bing's wrist.
"Just grab it and twist it like this," said Uncle Yan, "but you are short, and you don't have enough strength to go up. You have to twist his wrist and press down. He immediately has to kneel down on one knee and sing for you, man cry. It’s not a sin to cry."
He grabbed Liang Bing's wrist and twisted it backwards, then pressed it down sharply.
Liang Bing yelled, his body followed his strength and knelt to the ground with one leg.
Several younger brothers came over and kicked the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day.
But on the first day of the new year, Liang Bing was still twisting Liang Bing's wrist. With this pull, Liang Bing suddenly howled.
The little brothers quickly let go of their hands.
On the first day of the new year, Liang Bing slammed onto the ground, Liang Bing rushed down and fell to the ground by him, and then pulled Liang Bing's arm that had been twisted up.
Liang Bing lost his voice in pain.
"Say," grabbing his hair and pulling his head from the ground, "Old Ding!"
A little brother picked up a large wrench and smashed it on the shoulder of the first year of the junior high school. This time he finally felt the pain.
In order to prevent myself from stuttering and wasting time, I chose the shortest way of asking questions.
"Get out!" Liang Bing gritted his teeth and cursed.
On the first day of the month, he slammed his head on the ground.
This trick is Yan Hang.
Liang Bing's nosebleeds suddenly bloomed a small flower on the ground.
"Just let me see that the surname Yan is at home and notify him, and then go to the intersection and block him from going there!" Liang Bing finally couldn't help but opened his mouth, "I didn't block anyone! He didn't go. This way!"
"Really." asked the first day.
"What the fuck I said to the police!" Liang Bing yelled, "You fucking ask the police! Ask Yan Hang!"
On the first day of the first day of the new year, the younger brother rushed up behind him, and when he pulled it away, he began to punch and kick like crazy.
A few uncles who watched the excitement of the shop next to him ran over, shouted a few times, and pulled the people away.
Liang Bing wiped the blood on his face and stared at the first day of the new year.
"I didn't see it," someone whispered, "This kid was bullied all day long.",
"Hurry up," another said, "I can kill people if I get up quickly."
On the first day of the new year, he turned his head and glanced aside. There were a lot of onlookers, but he didn't find anyone to speak.
But the voice of discussion is gone.
He shook off the person who was pulling him, bowed his head and patted the soil on his body, stared at Liang Bing, and turned and walked towards the river.
When passing by the onlookers, someone gave way to the side.
He didn't look back on the first day of the new year, and he didn't look around anymore, staring at the ground and moving forward, and when he reached a place where no one was by the river, he stopped.
There was a blank in my mind.
Buzzing in the ears.
He couldn't even recall Liang Bing's words completely.
The whole person is blind.
After a long time, he slowly recovered from the severe pain throughout his body.
My shoulder hurts, my arms hurt, my head hurts, and my back and legs hurt.
He moved his arms and legs, and he was still able to move.
Only then did he slowly go over Liang Bing's words again, and suddenly reacted to what Liang Bing said "you two" and asked him to ask Yan Hang what it meant.
Yan Hang has already approached Liang Bing!
Maybe it was beaten.
I was beaten twice as soon as I came back... As an earthworm, it's a shame.
Suddenly a little excited and a little excited in the first year of the junior high school.
He turned around and wanted to run to Yan Hang's house, but after hesitating, he took out his phone first.
The phone screen is cracked.
He frowned and tried it, but it was still working, but it was a bit cramped. Before his hand was poked up, the software on the screen opened several by himself in a while.
His hand was also a little trembling. I don't know if it was too hard or was injured just now. He was defeated in the battle against the speed of his mobile phone.
It was too difficult to send a message. He could only click on Yan Hang's phone, and then clicked to dial before the phone bounced back to the desktop.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the screen displaying dialing, and put the phone to his ear.
"Sorry, the user you dialed has been turned off."
On the first day of the new year, he was stunned, and he took the phone to his eyes and made sure that the number dialed was Yan Hang's number.
Shut down
On the first day of the junior high school, he stood there, and after a delay of more than ten seconds, he ran towards Yan Hang's house.
It’s not a great thing to turn off your mobile phone.
But when Yan Hang was in such a bad state a few days ago, he didn't forget to charge his mobile phone. He could order takeaways and play games. How could it suddenly shut down now
There was a faint premonition deep in my heart in the first year of junior high school.
But he dared not think about it.
Just bury your head and ran forward.
He ran all the way to the door of Yan Hang's house, and when he saw the wide open door, his legs softened, he staggered two steps, and stopped.
"Who are you looking for?" A elder sister came out of the house and was stunned when she saw him, "This family has moved away."
Looking at the eldest sister on the first day of the new year, she was panting for breath, unable to speak.
As if he would faint from suffocation in the next second.