speed and love

Shen Zhou put down the guitar in his hand, slowly raised his head and looked at him.

Dark eyes stared at him motionlessly.

The corner of the mouth slightly raised: "Just kidding, I'm only cool when I'm serious?"

Qi Shan regretted what he said just now, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and said: "Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Shen Zhou smiled, put the guitar where it was, and went downstairs with Qi Shan.

The sound of rain outside gradually stopped, Qi Shan glanced at the time, it was already five or six o'clock in the afternoon.

It's time for him to work.

"Xuanxuan, we should go." Qi Shan rubbed his head and said, "Say goodbye to Brother Zhou."

"Goodbye." Xuanxuan stood up from the sofa, holding Qi Shan with one hand, while holding the trophy tightly with the other.

"Give this trophy to brother Zhou's house first." Qi Shan wanted to take it away from him, but found that Xuanxuan didn't let go at all.

The man stared at him with big black and white eyes, and reminded him, "Golden."

"Hey, I didn't see that you are still a little money fan." Shen Zhou sat beside him with his legs crossed.

"Let him here first, and I'll take it later." Qi Shan persuaded him patiently for a long time before he let go. If he really took it back, the second uncle saw that he would have to chop him.

After leaving Shen Zhou's house, he turned a few turns and rode back the motorcycle parked in front of the hotel.

Xuanxuan sat in front of him, facing his arms, and hugged Qi Shan's waist tightly.

Xuanxuan's face was a bit round, and it was a fleshy ball curled up in his arms.

"Brother." Halfway through, Lixuan raised his face and looked at Qi Shan and said, "Brother Zhou is very good, isn't he?"

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden." Qi Shan supported the back of his head with one hand, and pressed him into his arms, "You're riding a bicycle, don't move around."

So Xuanxuan stuck to his waist, daring not to move at all. Since his nose was blocked, he could only say in a low voice, "He is good to us."

"Do you like him?" Qi Shan raised his lips and smiled, "I think you are quite impatient talking to him."

"I kind of like it." Xuanxuan twisted his body because of the uncomfortable posture and said, "Then do you like him?"

The motorcycle bumped suddenly, and Xuanxuan was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged Qi Shan's waist.

"Children who know too much will suffer from indigestion." Qi Shan patted the back of his head lightly.

When Qi Shan arrived at the car shop, he found that the second uncle was sitting on the small stool at the door, holding a handle in his hand as if he was grinding some parts.

The sound of him riding a motorcycle was so loud that the second uncle continued to grind there as if he didn't hear it, exuding a strange sense of seriousness around him.

Qi Shan felt a little guilty, stopped the car, and hugged Xuanxuan.He lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at Second Uncle, and called out, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Xuanxuan ran over and shouted, "Dad!"

The second uncle sat on the stool, glanced at Xuanxuan and said, "Xuanxuan, you go to the house first, I have something to say to your brother."

Xuanxuan glanced at his father, then at Qi Shan, and retreated into the room hesitantly.

Qi Shan didn't make a sound, just stood there, frowning, wondering if Second Uncle knew everything.

Then he felt something flying towards him, and out of an instinctive stress reaction, he stretched out his hand to block it.

A piece of discarded nickel alloy welding rod was blocked by his arm, fell and hit the instep of his foot. Suddenly, his arm hurt as if it was broken.

Qi Shan gritted his teeth and didn't even hum.

The second uncle picked up the wooden bench on the ground and swung it at him. Although his body was shaking all the time, the strength of his hands was steady and ruthless, hitting Qi Shan's most painful joints every time.

But he didn't dodge or dodge, he just stood there and let the second uncle beat him.His eyes looked down obliquely, silent and cold.

"Don't you have a long memory?" The second uncle looked at him angrily. There was an iron nail protruding from the foot of the wooden bench. Just after it reached Qishan, a long bloodstain suddenly appeared on the neck.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to touch the racing car. I didn't expect you to sneak away to compete with others behind my back." The second uncle threw the stool in his hand, and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe well, "I Isn't that enough for you?"

The second uncle usually looks after the toilet in the park, which is a post specially approved by the government, reserved for the disabled.He leaves work at six o'clock, and the old man on the corner takes his place.

When I got off work, the old man said casually: "I heard that your nephew won the group championship in this year's championship. That trophy is worth a lot of money."

He hasn't paid any attention to any news about the racing car since the accident happened. If the old man hadn't told him, he wouldn't have thought of it at all.

Because Qi Shan has always been very obedient.

"Why?" Qi Shan's gaze was still on the ground, and his voice was a little scary, "Why can't I go racing?"

The second uncle showed a shocked expression on his face covered by most of his bangs: "Why? You don't want to see what happens to me!"

Qi Shan's fists were gradually clenched, and his knuckles turned white.

"It's good for us poor people to live in peace and contentment! Don't even think about playing racing, we can't afford it at all!" The second uncle said hoarsely, "Otherwise, if there is an accident, this life will be ruined."

We are poor.

Can't afford it.

These seven words were like a nuclear bomb, blowing up his self-esteem immediately.

A sense of desolation of fate enveloped Qi Shan's heart, he gradually closed his eyes and clenched his teeth.

Can we poor people just eat and wait to die? Can we weak people only deserve to struggle and cry? !

He thought of how after he was hurt by someone playing basketball before, he went home alone and silently, laying on the bed and practicing his shooting posture repeatedly.

He thought of how his second uncle and Xuanxuan were being bullied by Jiang Dalong and kept begging for mercy, the way he held up the wrench.

He thought of the mocking neighbors, passers-by who watched the show, and himself with a face full of hatred.

Scenes of pictures came to my mind, switching constantly like a slide show.

Do not!

He suddenly realized that he didn't want to live like this at all.

He was going to see what the other side of fate looked like.Even if you are crawling, you have to pass.

"If you're a wimp, you'll never be able to lift your head up in front of people. If you live like this without dignity, what's the difference between you and an animal!!!" Qi Shanhong shouted, every single word, like a heavy hammer.

The second uncle didn't expect him to say such a thing, so he was stunned at that moment, he couldn't stand firmly, took a step back, and staggered to support the wall.

Qi Shan gave him a heartbroken look, then turned his head and left.

After walking out of the garage, Qi Shan only considered his whereabouts. Anyway, it is impossible to go home tonight.

He originally planned to go to the big dog's house, but the big dog's house was opposite his house, so after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

He doesn't have any friends to take him in, except for the big dog, so there is only Shen Zhou left.

--We are friends.

Qi Shan thought of what Shen Zhou said, his heart moved, and he walked in the direction of his house involuntarily.

Halfway up the road, it started to rain and sleet.

Qi Shan bit the bullet and rushed forward, and when he arrived at the door of his house, he was drenched in semen.

He rang the doorbell several times before Shen Zhou ran over to open the door for him.

As soon as he opened the door and saw Qi Shan, who was covered in injuries and drenched, came again, Shen Zhou was stunned.

"What's the matter with you, come in quickly."

Qi Shan entered the door with his head down, and asked in a low voice, "Can you take me in for a night?"