What's wrong with you

"Mom, I'm fine---"

Looking at his distraught mother, Qiu Qiming finally hugged the frail and thin woman in front of him tightly.The woman wept in his arms, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist.Qiu Qiming could even feel the trembling flesh and blood under her clothes, and his heart ached.From childhood to adulthood, how many times has this woman cried for him?As far as the number of times he saw it, he probably couldn't count it.

Li Lihua hadn't eaten all day, and she lay motionless on the bed, holding Qiu Qiming with one hand and refusing to let go.Qiu Qiming sat quietly by the bed, letting the sunlight from the window come and go quietly on his back.It was evening, and the mother and son hadn't moved since morning, as if the scene had stopped.Song Qitian was in a hurry, closed the door and saw her son Song Hanzhu standing behind him.

On the tea table made of pear blossom wood, the hot tea was still slowly steaming. Song Qitian stared at the exquisite and small porcelain cup in front of her, and opened her mouth, but she didn't know where to start.Song Hanzhu put his arms on his legs, crossed his hands, and patiently waited for his father to sort out his thoughts.He could clearly feel that what Song Qitian was about to say would be very heavy, but no matter what, Song Hanzhu hoped that his father could relax a bit.

"Ten years ago, there was a murder and dismemberment case that shocked the whole country. I never thought that it was Lihua's husband who was brutally murdered by the murderer..."

Song Qitian's expression was very painful, and there was a sharp light in her eyes, just like the anger welling up in her chest because of someone's rude expression in the age of dancing with knives and guns.When he said this sentence, he didn't know whether he was more regretful or more irritable.Some people say that if you really fall in love with someone, your muscles and bones will be connected, and even the pain will be skinned and cramped together.Song Hanzhu never had such a real experience, but he knew from his father's expression that his father Song Qitian loved Li Lihua.Song Hanzhu approached him and patted his father on the shoulder, and then his father closed his eyes and returned to normal.However, the next sentence that father Song Qitian said softly made Song Hanzhu's mood difficult to calm down for a long time:

"At that time, Qiming was also kidnapped by the murderer, and he was at the scene of the crime!"

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Hearing this, Song Hanzhu raised his eyes in astonishment, and beside him, his father Song Qitian nodded solemnly.Song Hanzhu finally understood why Qiu Qiming hid a fruit knife in his schoolbag, and why he always looked at others with such extremely desperate and indifferent eyes.After figuring it out, Song Hanzhu clenched his hands tightly and leaned forward involuntarily.The ancient clock on the wall swayed from side to side, and the only sound left in the hall was its very regular mechanical operation...

Song Qitian looked at his son who was lost in thought, and the affection in his eyes became stronger and stronger.His own son, he knew all too well.After a long time, Song Qi finally said:

"Son, dad wants to say sorry to you! Dad married your aunt. Although he asked for your opinion in advance, it was actually dad who took advantage of your tolerance and kindness and insisted on marrying your aunt Lihua. He didn't care about you at all. Really, Dad is sorry for you, and I am sorry for your mother. But, I really don’t want to see her face these bloody things alone. Even if I know that she may not agree to marry me because of love, I I hope that as a husband and a father, I can protect her and her child!"

"Dad, I understand!"

Song Hanzhu nodded, looking at his father in front of him, he said affirmatively.The scar is dark in the skin, and the father's hand still has traces of his frivolity and arrogance when he was young.Song Hanzhu wanted to hold that hand to comfort him, but after all, he didn't make such a pretentious gesture to his father Song Qitian.Facing this middle-aged man who was his father but more like a friend, Song Hanzhu smiled relievedly.The raised arc of the corner of his mouth wiped away the last bit of bitterness in his heart.

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Make up classes on Saturdays, even the students who love to study, all sit in their seats and write their homework with a disgruntled expression.Because the head teacher stood in the corridor outside and stared at their self-study, the students in the classroom were secretly passing notes, not daring to make too much noise.Shi Meng tore two sheets of paper from the back of the composition text. He held the pen in his hand, but he didn't know how to start the inspection.At noon, the head teacher organized the team to go to the cafeteria for dinner, but Shi Meng didn't hold back a few lines.

Huang Kai was also considered tall, so he and Shi Meng were in the last row.Both of them were very awkward, the former brother deliberately brought Huang Kai and Shi Meng closer and kept talking to them, but both of them talked about him and didn't agree with each other.Yang Xiaoxi led the team. She slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, and waited until the end of the team to interrupt the boys' conversation.Because they all like basketball, Yang Xiaoxi quickly turned the atmosphere around.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaoxi sat with them for dinner, otherwise Shi Meng would be really embarrassed.After lunch, most of the students went to the playground for a walk to digest food.Shi Meng and Yang Xiaoxi followed behind a group of boys. He lowered his smiling eyes and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly:

"Thank you so much today! Without you, I might die of suffocation!"

"You're welcome, we're all classmates!"

Yang Xiaoxi smiled and replied indifferently.She originally looked neutral, but her hobbies were like boys, like basketball, weapons and so on.Perhaps because of this, she gave people the impression of a somewhat cold female man.It is rare for Shi Meng to walk with girls. He really likes girls like Yang Xiaoxi who are not pretentious. Naturally, he was secretly happy and kept talking to Yang Xiaoxi:

"I didn't expect you, a girl, to like basketball so much, so which basketball star do you like the most?".

"Allen Iverson."——

The two spoke in unison, Yang Xiaoxi looked at Shi Meng excitedly, and almost cried out in surprise.Called by the brothers in front, Shi Meng ran to join their team.Before Huang Kai could react, Shi Meng hugged his shoulders from behind, tilted his head, and whispered to him: "Hey, brother, I'm sorry!"

Huang Kai is not a stingy person either. Seeing that Shi Meng confessed to him first, he felt a little embarrassed, so he immediately handed Shi Meng the steps:

"It's not a big deal, brother, I also have some things that are not authentic ---"

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Shi Meng frowned, looking at the blank paper in her hand.Standing on the podium, under the extremely serious eyes of the head teacher, Shi Meng finally corrected her attitude and read out the poem that has been repeated many times in her heart:

Whatever ILive Through

IWillStillBeLeft

With What

IWillNotLiveThrough

Whatever ILose

IWillStillBeLeft

With What

Will Never Be Food

In Endless Questing

In Endless Disquiet

What Spaces Still

Will I Not Overcome

In The Time

I Do Not Have

It doesn't matter what the content is, Shi Meng's appearance has already got full marks.Almost all the girls in the class looked at the handsome boy on the stage with brighter eyes, and the seal-like applause continued to erupt.Seeing the enthusiastic response, the head teacher had no choice but to criticize him with a little mouse eye and let him go.Walking back to his seat, Shi Meng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Fortunately, he learned a short English poem to pretend to be aggressive, otherwise Shi Meng would have to lose face in front of the whole class!

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Finally hearing the bell for the end of get out of class, Shi Meng and Huang Kai, the boarding boys, rushed back to the dormitory like crazy.At night, waiting in the dark water room to fetch water, Shi Meng accidentally sent girls with admiring eyes around him. He made many calls to Qiu Qiming, but he didn't get any response at all.Finally, at the last second when Shi Meng was about to give up, Qiu Qiming's very cold voice came from the other end:

"Is there something wrong? I'll hang up if it's okay!"

"Yes!" Shi Meng said quickly, afraid that Qiu Qiming would hang up the phone.He found a secluded place and leaned against the wall, and then said into the receiver very sincerely: "Qiu Qiming, there is actually a poem that I really miss for you. It only takes one minute!".

He didn't hear any objection from the other end of the phone, so he immediately said:

"No matter what I've been through

the remaining

will still be

I never experienced

no matter what i lost

the remaining

will always be

can never be found again

endless search

endless anxiety

Among them

what space is there

I can't get over it?

This time

not mine"

After hearing this, Qiu Qiming hung up the phone and looked at his mother who was sedated on the bed and fell asleep. He left the room with a bitter taste and sat paralyzed in the dark night, unable to stand up for a long time.