For a long time afterwards, Li Li was immersed in Xia Mian's words that "you can be his boyfriend, husband, or even the father of his children", and couldn't find the right way to get along with Xia Mian.
He didn't dare to look at Xia Mian, as soon as Xia Mian approached, his face would blush and his heart would be pounding wildly. Sometimes he just sits on a chair to rest, with nothing to do, and no one to talk to him, Xia Mian will bounce back and forth in his mind, he thinks and thinks, his face turns red after a short while, I was dizzy and couldn't find North.
In the early winter, it was rare for Li Li to have a class in the morning, so Xia Mian took Li Li to school.
Li Li had to arrive at the training institution before two o'clock in the afternoon, and had nothing to do the whole morning before that. Xia Mian had a class, so he borrowed a student card for him and asked him to wait for him in the library.
"I'll come to you after class, you wait for me here, don't go anywhere." Xia Mian said.
Li Li's aura was covered by Xia Mian's Alpha aura, and it was clear that he was a master. The other Alphas in the library sensed this and would not approach rashly.
Li Li nodded like pecking rice: "I'll wait for you right here."
Xia Mian entered the teaching building for class, and his roommate greeted him warmly and asked him to sit in the front row together.
Xia Mian usually doesn't live in the school, and he doesn't have close contact with his classmates, but he is the number one major, often wins awards in competitions, has a good family background, and has a wide network of external contacts. He is considered a "man of the day" on campus. There are many men and women who rubbish classes.
"What have you been busy with recently? You skipped several courses." The roommate asked, "Are you busy with the primary selection for studying abroad?"
When Xia Mian was a sophomore, he fell in love with the National Elite Study Abroad Program, which has only one quota for each grade in the school. He made no secret of his desire to compete for this quota. Competitions and exams were all for studying abroad. The students discussed behind their backs, and they all felt that no one could compete against Xia Mian.
The only quota, the difficulty is also the only one. What makes it so popular is that the subsidy is very high, and the whole process is funded by the state. If the qualified person is married, his registered spouse can accompany him to study and enjoy an additional 70% subsidy.
"There is a reason, but it's more about spending time on projects." Xia Mian replied.
"A good man is a good man. We are exhausted from homework and course design." The roommate sighed, "If you really can go to study abroad, remember to get married in advance. When the time comes, your wife will accompany you there, and you will earn nothing without working. A grant."
"Let's talk about it." Xia Mian spread out the book and looked through today's lecture content, "When I really get the qualification, there is still time to propose with the notice and the diamond ring."
"Ah?" The roommate was frightened, turned his head around twice, and suddenly realized, "You... what do you mean, you have a girlfriend? Are you in a relationship?"
Xia Mian glanced at the professor who had already stepped onto the podium, and avoided answering: "The class is over, let's talk next time."
After class, Xia Mian left her roommate and went straight to the library. On the way, his mobile phone vibrated. He picked it up and found that there were three missed calls that he ignored during class. He connected, and the opposite was his cousin whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.
"Xia Mian?"
"It's me, why did you call suddenly?"
"Why did you go, why didn't you answer my call earlier!" the cousin said, "Listen to me, your dad is looking for you again, this time he should know where you live, last year my dad and I Didn't mom visit you once? My dad is not strict after drinking, and they drank together once, your dad should know. "
Xia Mian walked into the shade of no one's tree and asked his cousin, "How did he get here, train? Airplane? When is it leaving?"
"Last night's train, fortunately, the people in his unit knew about it, otherwise it would be too late to inform you... How do you deal with it, do you want to hide?"
Xia Mian squeezed the phone tightly and looked straight ahead coldly: "He came, why am I hiding, am I sorry for him or am I ashamed to see him?"
Xia Mian stayed away from his father to study in City B. Xia's father visited him many times, with different frequencies, but at least once a semester. He moved out of the dormitory to rent a room early, and cooperated with his cousin to inform, but he did not come to the door. There were few encounters, and it was also in the crowded campus. No matter how dissatisfied Xia's father was with his son, he saved face and did not commit any scandal.
Xia Mian was in her third year of college, won many competitions, bought a car with full money, and applied for studying abroad. All plans were steadily advancing. He didn't need his father cursing and swearing at his efforts.
"You give me his number, and I ask him where he is. Since you know where I live, why don't you just put it at home, lest he come to school and make a big fuss."
"The number will be sent to you in a short message." The cousin asked, "Don't force him, contact me immediately if something happens, you know?"
"Know."
Xia Mian hung up the phone.
Under the cool shade of trees in early winter, he felt the burning anger in his heart. It may be because he is going to the library to retrieve the Li Li that he temporarily deposited. A phone call interrupted him, dragging him back to his gloomy childhood.
Li Li sat in the library and waited for Xia Mian, and got up only once when he went to fetch books from the bookshelf.
When Xia Mian came back, he found that he was struggling to read an introductory book on C language programming, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was muttering the words in the book silently.
Seeing Xia Mian coming, he quickly closed the book and tried to cover the cover with his hands.
Xia Mian pulled the chair beside him and sat down, mouthing and asking, "Do you understand?"
Li Li nodded: "A little bit."
He was the top student in the cultural class back then, not the kind of person who couldn't learn the cultural class and had to take the art test.
There is silence in the library, only the sound of pages being turned and pens being written. Xia Mian took the book out of Li Li's hand, replaced it with a blank one, and wrote: Draw me.
Li Li blushed and waved his hands, expressing that he couldn't do it.
Xia Mian took out his textbooks for self-study and stopped talking to Li Li. Li Li didn't have any books to read, so he sat for a while holding the blank book he gave him, and finally picked up his brush to draw him.
Since Xia Mian University, he has been studying alone, sometimes with strangers sitting beside him, sometimes with no one. Li Li was next to him today. He asked Li Li to paint him, and Li Li just painted obediently, with only him and the painting paper in his eyes.
The self-study lasted until the lunch break. Li Li drew two pictures of Xia Mian and added details one by one while leaning on the table. Xia Mian picked up his painting to check, and Li Li held his pen nervously, waiting for Xia Mian to give him an evaluation.
Xia Mian didn't know how to paint, and he knew that Li Li painted very seriously, so he didn't need to care about other issues.
"Very similar," he said.
Li Li bent his eyes, revealing an indistinct smile.
Xia Mian put the painting in his bag, took Li Li to the school cafeteria for lunch, and then sent him to work in the training institution.
Without Li Li by his side, Xia Mian lowered the car window and gradually cooled down in the cold wind.
He squeezed the steering wheel and accelerated towards the apartment.
Xia Mian's father was an alcoholic, and his beer belly was swollen. Year-round unhealthy eating and work habits made him look ten years older than his peers. Xia Mian stood beside him and said that his grandson was believed.
Father Xia only carried an Oxford travel bag, and was sitting by the flower bed downstairs of Xia Mian's apartment waiting for him, with a cigarette in his mouth and a slumped back, looking like a homeless man from a distance. He used to be a good father who quit smoking and drinking for his children. In the photo, he has a thin figure, and he lifts up little Xia Mian and puts it on his neck to play horse riding.
In a blink of an eye, his body swelled and relaxed, and he continued to smoke and drink. The first time he touched Xia Mian, his eyes were hesitant and painful, and his hands were trembling. Soon he stopped hesitating and became addicted to punishing children with violence.
"Smoking is prohibited in the lobby and elevators of the building. Put out your cigarette and come up with me." Xia Mian was not polite to his father.
Father Xia squinted at him in the smoke, blew out the cigarette butt, and pressed it out in the flower bed.
"The house you live in is very good, just to prevent me from finding it, and waste this money renting a house?" Father Xia murmured in detail as soon as we met each other. No matter where he is, his choice of words and sentences are always full of resentment.
Xia Mian didn't respond to his words.
Father Xia held his breath and followed him into the apartment building.
As soon as he entered the door, there were two sizes of shoes on the shoe rack in the entrance, obviously showing traces of two people's lives. Although Father Xia has turned his middle-aged self into a mess, he is an Alpha, and he is as sensitive to the smell of Omega as other Alphas.
"You live with Omega?" Father Xia asked Xia Mian, "Do you raise an Omega?"
Xia Mian did not deny it: "The house I rent with money is my freedom to live with."
Father Xia looked around and saw pairs of daily necessities everywhere in the house, his face turned blue with anger: "I was forced to change three or five houses and mobile phones by debt collectors, and was downgraded to a temporary status by my work unit. Work. When you used the money to support Omega to be happy and happy, did you ever think about what kind of life your father lived at home?"
Xia Mian is no longer the child who hid under the table and trembled whenever his father raised his hand. He was no longer afraid of violence of any kind, nor panicked by any accident.
"The debt you owe is not because you have to pay tuition fees for me to study and study abroad. You owe debt because you want to use one debt to fill another debt. You can't pay off the revolving interest. Why should I bear it for you? fault?"
Xia's father stared at his son in surprise and fury, he spoke faster, and even foamed from his mouth: "Do you think I don't want to pay it back? Such a big debt, I borrowed all the money I could to fill in the gaps, I can fill it up Is it still with you, I have to keep borrowing money so as not to be prosecuted, otherwise I will go to jail and it will be easy? You can make money, why don't you help me pay off the debt, and spend the money on others!"
Xia Mian closed her eyes, all the blood vessels in her body were throbbing, as if they were about to burst.
"I'm still taking you with me, otherwise I'll go straight to jail and I'll be relieved?" Father Xia repeated these words day after day for ten years, and it became the most beneficial knife to gouge Xia Mian.
What kind of words will make a child regret being born by his father? This sentence is enough, and today, Xia Mian is a junior, and this sentence is still effective.
Xia Mian clenched his fists, suppressed his tone, and tried not to quarrel with him: "I don't want to talk to you about the past, what are you coming to me for, just tell me directly."
Father Xia suppressed the fire and wiped his face. A person who has just turned 50 has vicissitudes like 60 years old.
"Borrow me the money." Xia's father said, "Your uncle was drinking and told you about your prize in the competition. I don't want much, but I want the most urgent one, 80,000."
Eighty thousand.
Xia Mian lowered his eyes, and a layer of imaginary gray appeared in his vision.
Does anyone think that earning 80,000 is easy? Xia Mian only knows about the nights he spent in the project team and the books he rummaged through in the library. If his father could still be the good father he was in the first place with huge debts, why wouldn't he help him pay off the debts? He endured until he vomited blood and took out the last dollar, and he was more comfortable than now.
"I don't need you anymore." Xia Mian said, "You can go to jail now with peace of mind."
Gray began to spread from the ceiling, pouring down with a splash, filling the square space of the apartment with cement—only cement can squeeze all the oxygen out, forming such a suffocating gray quagmire. When Xia Mian said the word "go to jail" in an understatement tone, he saw his father was completely enraged by his words.
How should I describe Father Xia's expression? The mottled wrinkles are like entangled snakes, and the eyeballs are cloudy, revealing the most dominant and intimidating eyes of a middle-aged man. He grabbed the travel bag and threw it on Xia Mian's face. Xia Mian staggered, and before he could stand still, his rough slap was raised high and fell heavily. On the table.
He fell, and the table was pushed out, making a screeching sound against the tiled floor. The water bottle and water glass on the table fell to the ground, and the sound of shattering followed.
"I can't control you now, can I?" Father Xia roared, "Your wings are stiff now, it doesn't hurt anymore if I beat you?"
His eyes shook, Xia Mian froze for a while before recovering from the pain. He supported the table and stood up, remembering that he had pressed Li Li on the table, Li Li was someone who didn't even dare to hug him too hard.
"I don't want to borrow money. The more you beat me, the less likely I am to borrow money from you. Don't you understand now that domestic violence can be punished. As long as I don't fight back and you continue to beat me down, I can put you in jail. Anyone over a year old is fine." Xia Mian calmly clutched her abdomen, "Do you want to try it?"
Father Xia's eyes were wide open, and he looked at his own son with hatred.
"Do you have a conscience? Do you still speak human language?"
The evil spirit roared in the cement, his limbs were wrapped in gray slurry, and he rushed towards Xia Mian ferociously.
"Click."
The door of the apartment opened abruptly.
The hallucination about the gray cement disappeared in an instant, Xia Mian pulled out of the chaos, looked at the entrance, and found that it was Li Li who opened the door.
Only Li Li could open the door. Xia Mian gave Li Li one of the two keys to the apartment.
Li Li stood at the door blankly, looking at Father Xia and Xia Mian, and then at the mess around the dining table, all blood was lost on his face.
Because of scheduling problems, his afternoon class was handed over to another teacher by the organization. He returned to the apartment, wanting to clean it thoroughly while he was free, but he didn't expect Xia Mian to be at home, let alone see the scene in front of him.
"What's the matter... what's wrong with your face?"
"You go out first." Xia Mian said sharply.
The young Omega stood at the entrance, slender, with delicate skin, and it was a good time to be full of sexual charm. He exudes Omega-sweet pheromone, which is covered with an obvious layer of Alpha breath, and is swearing sovereignty to everyone who perceives it.
"That's him?" Father Xia was full of resentment, as if looking for a vent, he pointed at Li Li, "Is he the Omega you spent money on?"
Xia Mian grabbed his father: "Don't touch him."
Father Xia was in a hurry, and was stabbed to the point of pain by his strong intention of protection inside and outside the words.
He shook off his son's hand, walked towards the porch, and shouted, "Come here!"
"I told you not to touch him!" Xia Mian stood between his father and Li Li, and said to Li Li again, "I'll let you go out first."
"But… "
Li Li refused to leave. His eyes followed Xia Mian's face where father Xia had beaten him, and asked him, "What's the matter, is he your father?"
Father Xia was stopped by his son twice, his anger accumulated to the extreme, and he completely lost his mind. He found a good reason for Xia Mian's refusal to help him repay his debts: it wasn't because he wasn't a good father worthy of his children's respect, it was because Xia Mian's life was corrupt, and he would rather spend money to raise Omega happy than feed back his parents.
Yes, it's all my son's fault.
Father Xia grabbed his son by the collar and raised his hand to slap him a second time.
The slap came down on the head, Xia Mian's head turned to one side, his ears buzzed, and he immediately tasted the fishy sweetness in his mouth.
There was no support behind him, so he leaned back, and was directly knocked to the ground by his father, who pulled him forward, causing his son's head to hit the corner of the table.
"no!"
Li Li let out a trembling cry of pain, which was so painful that even Xia Mian himself had never cried out in such pain. He rushed forward frantically and pulled father Xia away forcefully, "How can you hit him! No, let go, let go!"
Father Xia let go of one hand, pointed at Li Li's nose and scolded: "Get out of here, do you have anything to do with me teaching my son?"
Xia Mian swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, raised her hand suddenly, clamped her father's wrist tightly, and said ruthlessly: "Don't touch him, if you dare to touch him, I will fight back with you."
Furious, father Xia pulled his hair and bumped it against the corner of the table, once, twice, and again. Xia's father was pre-emptive, Xia Mian had deliberately not fought back before, but after a few solid blows, he was at a disadvantage if he wanted to fight back.
"Let go! You let him go!"
Li Li pulled Father Xia desperately, slowing down Father Xia's movements with his whole body weight. Xia's father knocked him away with his elbow, and he fell "boom", then immediately got up on hands and feet, and stumbled towards the kitchen.
Some people are timid and timid, and have no courage and courage to do anything. But he will risk his life for what he wants and what he loves.
Li Li took a brand new one-liter glass water bottle from the cabinet in the kitchen, went back behind Father Xia, held it high above his head, and aimed at Father Xia's head.
For a moment he didn't care about anything.
The water bottle fell, but the glass was not broken, only a muffled knocking sound came from the back of Father Xia's head. Red blood seeped out from the black and white hair, Father Xia fell to the ground in response, the glass bottle was dropped from his hand and shattered into pieces.
Li Li's eyes were red from crying, and his gasping and sobbing sounded like a rusty bellows. He knelt down and grabbed the fragments, and wanted to pounce on Father Xia. Xia Mian knelt up reluctantly, hugged him with his waist, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, that's enough..."
"He hit you!" Li Li held on to the fragments and cried bitterly, "He hit you!"
The same is true of the female animal who guards the calf. Xia Mian shook his dull and aching head, and opened his bloodshot eyes to break Li Li's fingers. Li Li pinched the shards of glass in his hands too tightly, and the shards stuck into his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
"He hit you—" Li Li hugged Xia Mian in fear, and put his hands on his back lightly, not daring to use any force, "How could he hit you..."
Xia Mian snatched the fragment from his hand, cut his hand with the sharp point, blood flowed out and mixed with Li Li's.
"I'm fine," he said, "I'm not hurting."
When Xia Mian was young, his father smashed his head with a beer bottle, leaving an indelible scar. Now Li Li injured Father Xia with a glass bottle and returned the wound for him.
Li Li was someone who didn't even dare to hug him too hard.
He really doesn't hurt.