Be good

Lin Qianxi never thought about how to spend his birthday. He used to spend it too freely. Most of the birthdays in his memory were chaotic. He was either messing around here or there. At that time, even Qin Yidong He also wandered around with him.

It can't be like this now, let alone Zongcheng.

Early in the morning, he lay on the table next to the bed in the room, fiddled with marking the calendar on his phone, birthdays, exams, and games. This is what he learned from Zongcheng. If you plan everything in advance, you can count it.

As soon as it was marked, the phone rang.

When Lin Qianxi saw Wu Chuan's name floated on the call, he gave a "tsk" first, and answered, "Mr. Wu, don't rush, I will come to the school for training soon."

"I didn't call to urge you to practice. I have some good news to tell you." Wu Chuan sounded very excited: "Teacher Tang who taught you the last time, do you remember?"

Lin Qianxi thought for a while. It was Teacher Tang from Fifth Middle School who had been in front of him for a class: "I remember, what's wrong?"

"That's right, Mr. Tang used to have a teacher, an old billiards coach. He retired this year. He will come to Mrs. Tang's place for a while during the Chinese New Year. It's not easy to have a serious billiards coach in our small place. You Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, I understand," Lin Qianxi said with a mirror in his heart, "It's time for me to go to class again, right?"

"That's not it!" Wu Chuan said, "Isn't this winter vacation? I also told Zongcheng that you two have time to practice hard. When the time comes, you should look good when you meet the old coach."

Lin Qianxi became more energetic: "Okay, I remember it!"

"What are you doing, you're getting excited." Wu Chuan was puzzled by his tone.

"No, I'll go to practice right away." Lin Qianxi hung up the phone, turned around to find his coat, and was about to go out.

I thought I could meet with Zongcheng more during the holidays, but it turned out that Wu Chuan completely contracted him out, saying that he was going to take the physical education professional exam next semester, give him winter vacation training, and run all day long, making him look like he is about to participate in the Winter Olympics As if he would go, he hasn't practiced with Zongcheng for a while.

The door opened in front of him, and he was about to reach out to open it, but withdrew his hand again, knowing that his mother had returned.

Sure enough, Lin Huili opened the door and came in, holding a convenience bag in her hand, which seemed to be filled with food, and glanced at him: "You didn't go to school?"

"It's winter vacation." Lin Qianxi knew that she had no idea, and the time was staggered with him too many times, and she still couldn't figure out how long her semester was.

Lin Huili seemed to have just remembered, her face was a little unnatural, she put the convenience bag in her hand on the cabinet next to him, and said, "I didn't know you were at home, and I didn't bring you food."

"It's okay, I'm going out." Lin Qianxi just opened the door to leave, but stopped after thinking about it, and turned to her and asked, "How do you plan to spend the Chinese New Year this year?"

"How do you ask this?" Lin Huili said habitually, "Maybe you should work overtime and pay more."

Lin Qianxi opened her mouth for a while, thinking that she would spend a new year at home together this year, which happened to be his birthday, but she didn't think about it at all, she didn't say anything, shut up, and Opened the door and went out.

It's normal not to think about it, his birthday is not a good day for his mother, his father who was so out of shape and killed himself died a few days before his birth.His mother never mentioned it to him. Lin Qianxi only found out about it when she was in junior high school and heard about it from a neighbor——

"It will be useful if you change your mother's surname? This kind of thing is hereditary. There is a son of whatever kind of father..."

I don't know why I thought of this, Lin Qianxi walked on the road, kicked away a small stone at his feet, put both hands in the pockets of his coat, and whispered to himself: "Why are you still thinking about those things, Brother Xi, don't you believe me? Damn, it's been so long since you've been fooling around with this shit, haven't you..."

He didn't have a father, and he didn't even have a photo at home. He was a stranger, and he didn't know his name. Why should he be unhappy because of a stranger? It didn't make sense.

Lin Qianxi took a breath, and when he exhaled it turned into white mist, why did he come out?Yes, those who want to play ball, play ball, play ball!

He took out his mobile phone as he walked, and was about to send an invitation to Zong. Unexpectedly, the mobile phone rang a voice call from WeChat first, and the lighthouse portrait was lit on the screen. What a coincidence, he answered it with a single finger .

"Good boy," Zong Cheng's voice on the other end sounded low: "Wu Chuan told me, do you want to accompany you to practice? Gu Yang went to school to get his grades today."

"What are you doing..." Lin Qianxi laughed, putting one hand around his mouth: "It sounds like you're going out to have fun behind your brother's back, and I specifically emphasized that Gu Yang has gone to school."

"Excuse me, I'm taking care of my family now." Zong Cheng even joked in a light tone.

Lin Qianxi said, "Okay, I forgive you."

"Wait for me at Yang Rui's place, and I'll meet you in a while." Zong Cheng's tone seemed to have a slight smile.

Lin Qianxi laughed, hung up the phone, and walked to Yang Rui's place.

Halfway through the walk, I remembered Yang Rui's spoof about that bottle of "lubricating oil".He touched his nose, fuck, that nasty old thief Yang wanted to make fun of him, but he found the wrong person. Is he the kind of person who can't afford to play? Go beat him and choke him to death!

Suddenly there was more fireworks in the small town, it was real fireworks.Lin Qianxi picked up the road today, wanted to meet up quickly, walked sideways, passed under an old wall, stopped for a while, stepped on his feet, raised his head, and looked into the wall.

There used to be an old temple here, but it fell down and was never rebuilt, so no one cares about it. Now there is only one door that is broken open. Someone is talking inside the door, and it seems that someone is burning incense inside. No wonder there are people Fireworks, what is this.

Lin Qianxi thought it was the Chinese New Year, and was about to leave after a glance, when suddenly he heard a familiar voice——

"What's the use of praying, you guys are so boring, you still believe in this." It was Qin Yidong's voice.

"It's fun. Many people from our school have been here, and some people go to a temple far away by car to worship. It's amazing." It seems to be Zou Wei's voice.

"It's fine to worship God in the college entrance examination. I worship every day, and I pray to Tsinghua University." Another person said, and the group of people laughed together.

"That is to say..." Qin Yidong answered.

It was too late for Lin Qianxi to avoid them, so they came from across the road, and they saw each other when they were talking.

Qin Yidong was wearing a white hooded jacket, the zipper was tightly zipped, making his face more delicate and refined than usual, his eyes fell on him, and he stopped just like that, less than one meter away.

Lin Qianxi looked at them. There were five or six people from his basketball team. With their hands in their pockets, they greeted Zou Wei casually, "Coincidentally, come to burn incense?"

Zou Wei may have remembered that he didn't touch him at all last time, so he lost face and had a drooping face, but he had no reason to pick on him again, and walked past him indifferently.

Several other people followed behind him like tails.

Lin Qianxi thought to herself that she was well-behaved, it would have been better if she had been like this earlier, and she had to be treated once to feel comfortable.He deliberately didn't look at Qin Yidong, hummed a song, scratched his hair, and passed them.

"Lin Qianxi." Qin Yidong called out suddenly.

Lin Qianxi turned his head, Zou Wei and his group had all entered the old wall, and he was the only one standing there: "What's wrong?"

Qin Yidong looked at the wall: "Didn't we put incense sticks here before, you go and pull it out."

"Huh?" Lin Qianxi was a little dazed for a moment, unable to understand what he said.

"It was your birthday last year, we put incense sticks here, you fucking lost your memory?" Qin Yidong was annoyed: "Aren't you going to celebrate your birthday again soon? Pull it out, it will be clean after you pull it out."

When he said birthday, Lin Qianxi kind of remembered that there was such a thing.He used to be too much of a fool, he learned too many secondary school dramas from a group of three-educated and nine-class people, what worship, sticking incense sticks, almost equated to the meaning of sworn worship, he behaved like a bandit, and thought he was a fucking thief handsome.

Last year's birthday felt like a long time ago. It seemed that he drank too much that day. Lin Qianxi might have gotten into a fight with someone. I don't know where to find a stick of incense and said to Qin Yidong: "Go, go and put the incense. head."

There is no other place suitable for such superstitious activities, and finally they came to this place.Qin Yidong found a small flower pot and buried it with soil, and used it as an incense burner for him. Lin Qianxi took a lighter to light some incense, and inserted two sticks into it.

Lin Qianxi only had such a small impression, and he couldn't remember the rest clearly. When he suddenly brought it up, he was a little confused: "Who can find this, you are here, can't you pull it out yourself?"

Hearing that he couldn't find it, Qin Yidong seemed even more angry, and pointed to the wall: "It's on the wall! I didn't plug it in, you plugged it in, you go and pull it out!"

"..." Lin Qianxi looked at him for a few seconds, thinking to forget it, pull it out if he likes, don't make him uncomfortable, so he took two steps back, pulled up the sleeve of his coat, and ran quickly, He rushed over to support the wall, turned over, and climbed up.

Weeds were growing on the wall. He searched for it and found the small flowerpot on a wall sunken in the middle. Sure enough, there were two incense sticks inserted in it. Now only the tails of two wooden stakes remained. A short scribbled upright inside.

When Lin Qianxi saw this thing, it was as if he had seen his stupid and dissolute life before. He reached out to pull it out, and glanced at Qin Yidong.

He was standing on the side of the road under the wall, and he didn't look here, his face was straight, his mouth was tightly pursed, and his face was a little red.Lin Qianxi knew that he must be angry, and Qin's daughter-in-law would blush when she was anxious, and sometimes this was a sign that she was about to cry.

Lin Qianxi squatted on the top of the wall and exhaled lightly, with his outstretched hand hanging on the small flower pot. This small place is where they grew up together, and there are traces of playing together everywhere. So what can this be, it is not possible to unplug the past.

Qin Yidong is still angry with him, be angry, he already owes it, as long as he can still be angry properly, it is a good thing.

He reached in, grabbed a handful of the flower pot, threw it out, and jumped off the wall: "Okay, pull it out."

Qin Yidong ignored him, went around and walked into the wall, like the last time he said "mind his own business", this time he didn't say a word.

Lin Qianxi glanced at him, stood facing the wall, and smiled to himself, wondering if you feel more comfortable now Dongzi, I just hope you live comfortably, you will have a future when you live, and you will be gone in the future. What about inserting incense heads and pulling out incense heads? That is meaningless.

He patted the soil on his hands, refreshed himself, calmed down, turned his head and continued on his way, and had to meet Zongcheng, it took too long here.

Inside the wall, just as Qin Yidong stepped on the weeds, Zou Wei came out from the broken door.

"What kind of plane did Lin Qianxi squat on the wall just now?" He saw it just now, and asked Qin Yidong, "What kind of tricks is he playing?"

"You don't care about him." Qin Yidong replied with a straight face.

Zou Wei felt strange, and his face was also strange. He stood on tiptoe and stretched his head to look, but he couldn't see it. He walked over, propped himself up against the wall, and shouted: "Hey, what is this? There are still people here these days." Do you have incense sticks in it?"

Qin Yidong turned around and said, "There's nothing left, just break the flower pot and throw it away."

"There is something," Zou Wei said, "There are two fragrant butts standing upright inside, who made it?"

Qin Yidong stared at the wall, then hurried over suddenly, dragged him down, climbed up the wall and looked up, there was a handful of soil missing in the small flower pot, and the two incense sticks were still there.

"Stupid..." Lin Qianxi stood at the fork in the road between Yang Rui's grocery store and the old building, muttering softly, still talking about Qin Yidong.

He looked at the faint sunshine above his head. It had been a long time, but he still hadn't seen Zongcheng. He took out his mobile phone, tapped it, and called him while looking towards the old building.

After being busy with the stereo for a while, Lin Qianxi turned around and went directly to the old building to look for him, and suddenly it got on again.

"I can't practice with you today," Zong Cheng said as soon as he got connected, his voice was very low and fast: "Next time, I have something to do."

Before Lin Qianxi could speak, a louder voice suddenly came out of the receiver: "Who are you calling! Call someone to help deal with your father, right? You..."

The phone was cut off, Zong Cheng did it.

Lin Qianxi glanced at the phone, fuck, Gu Zhiqiang?The fuck is coming again? !

He put away his cell phone and quickly ran to the old building.

After entering the building where Zongcheng lived, he heard movement as soon as he climbed the stairs. Tom's cry was very clear, urgent and dry.

Lin Qianxi went upstairs two steps at a time, and saw that the doors of the neighbors on the left and right were closed. Zongcheng was standing outside the house, not even wearing a coat, but wearing a gray long-sleeved pullover, blocking the door, and grabbing his cell phone. In hand, underfoot is Barking Tom.

In front of the house is Gu Zhiqiang, with his hair combed back and wearing a trousers coat. The coat looks very heavy and drooping. It looks like a good product. He looks like a successful businessman, but he is yelling at the door: "Let me in! I am your father, why can't I go in!"

As soon as Lin Qianxi appeared, Zong Cheng saw him, his eyes paused for a moment, his lips tugged lightly as if mocking himself, and then immediately pursed into a line, his face was so cold that there was no expression at all.

Suddenly realizing that he appeared at the wrong time, Lin Qianxi took a few steps down the stairs, as if covering up, and from the corner of his vision, Gu Zhiqiang turned his head here, probably seeing Zongcheng's eyes.

"What are you looking at, you really asked for help, right?" Gu Zhiqiang didn't seem to find anything, and cursed there: "Let me in, can I come and see Yangyang? Why don't you pretend to be dumb!"

"It's almost two hours," Zong Cheng said coldly, "How long will it take you to leave?"

"I won't leave, I won't leave unless you give me an explanation today!" Gu Zhiqiang was full of energy, his voice was shrill and shrill: "Your mother left you this house, right? You still kept it from me, How many things your mother has left for you, if you don't count it for me today, it will never end!"

Lin Qianxi was pushed against the wall of the stairwell, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck..."

Weird, this fucking weirdest, what kind of luck is it to have such a person as a father, three words never leave money.

He took a few steps back and forth in the stairwell with his pocket in his pocket, a little annoyed, especially when he thought that Zong Cheng was there alone to stop him and act like a shrew. Knowing that he shouldn't intervene, he held back abruptly.

The phone suddenly rang, and it was the voice of WeChat.

Lin Qianxi took it out, opened it with his fingers, and it was from Zongcheng.

-- Gu Yang is coming back from school soon.

After thinking about it, he understood that he didn't want Gu Yang to see the situation here, so he went downstairs immediately.

With the sound of footsteps from behind, Lin Qianxi went downstairs, and when he turned his head, he saw Gu Zhiqiang coming down from the top, as if he was chasing him down, and went straight to him, from this angle, he could catch a glimpse of the strange leather shoes going downstairs , spotless.

"You! Stop! It's you!" Sure enough, Gu Zhiqiang was the one who chased him down, and grabbed his collar when he came up: "It's your phone ringing, and you were talking to him, why are you hiding here!"

Lin Qianxi originally wanted to see Zongcheng's face and didn't want to interfere, but when he pulled him, he immediately turned cold: "Let me go."

"Don't think I don't know you anymore." Gu Zhiqiang pulled him with one hand, and pointed at him with the other: "You were the one who rushed to help me last time, right? Why are you clinging to my son all the time? He is a small place like you. The person who deserves to be attached to him? You don't want to take advantage of him!"

"Fuck!" Lin Qianxi was really angry. He was in a bad mood at first. He went out to press Ms. Lin once, met Qin Yidong halfway and pressed him once, and now he is fucking in front of this strange flower It's about to explode, what does it mean to take advantage of Zongcheng, and what does it mean to be unworthy?Even thinking about the good things about his son at this time, he was so angry that he wanted to sneer: "You don't care if I'm worthy or not, I'm just fucking clinging to him! You can't let go! I won't fight, so don't force me !"

Before Gu Zhiqiang could speak again, he was dragged back violently, and the hand that was holding Lin Qianxi was released, and he almost fell backwards, shouting in a panic: "What are you doing! What are you going to do? !"

Zong Cheng grabbed the back collar of his coat with one hand, his face was sombre, he didn't look at Lin Qianxi: "You go."

Lin Qianxi glanced at him, not wanting to embarrass him, so he suffocated, turned his head and left.

When Gu Zhiqiang saw the person leaving, he immediately wanted to break away from Zongcheng. He was already half a head shorter than Zongcheng, and he had no room to fight back when he was dragged like this. , finally my son hit me, I told you that you are not a good person!"

Zong Cheng pulled his fingers so tightly that they turned white, and the veins on the back of his hands were protruding: "You and I can do whatever you want, but Gu Yang can't, and neither can he. If you touch him like last time, I might Really know how to do it."

"You're good looking, you're really good looking!" Gu Zhiqiang was so angry that his face turned blue: "You killed your mother, and you also killed me, you bastard, how could I have given birth to you in the first place?" ..."

The conversation stopped suddenly, and he saw Zongcheng's eyes staring at him firmly, his brows were lowered, his face was completely sunken, and he was actually frightened.

"My mother died of cancer," Zongcheng gritted his teeth: "She is already dead, can you let her rest in peace for a while?"

"Is it because I don't want her to be peaceful?" Gu Zhiqiang's voice was a little softer, but he still insisted on saying, "You let me be peaceful. If it weren't for you, your mother is still alive, and my life is fine. Later on your brother was sent away, those messy things were all because of you..."

Zong Cheng suddenly punched the wall next to him with a bang, as if a hole had been smashed open.

Gu Zhiqiang fell silent for a moment.

"Is that what you have to do?" Zong Cheng squinted his eyes, his eyes were flushed, his chest heaved and heaved, only his voice was still cold: "Once and again, you have to ask me to really lay hands on you before you get out? "

Gu Zhiqiang's face turned into a pig's liver. He wanted money, but he was afraid of his son. If he didn't get it, he would not be reconciled. It was scary when he came back.

"I bear you again and again because you have a blood relationship with me. Don't lose the last bit of patience." Zong Cheng clenched his fist, and the joints were crackling.

Lin Qianxi went to Shanghuiyang and waited for a while near the dilapidated factory where Huiyang was bullied. Sure enough, when Gu Yang came back from school, he cut him straight, pulled him up and left: "Go, brother, I'm waiting for you, let's go together." Play for a while."

"Waiting for me to play?" Gu Yang moved his schoolbag behind his back: "You didn't come to see my report card, did you?"

"What am I looking at, your brother will definitely come to see it later." Lin Qianxi pushed him to Yang Rui's place, and asked casually, "How did you do in the exam?"

"Well, there is no first place, anyway, it's not as good as my brother." Gu Yang drooped his head.

"If you can't compare to him, you can't compare to him. He's anti-human." Lin Qianxi said, looking at the old building, wondering if Gu Zhiqiang's strange thing is over.

Yang Rui came out of the grocery store and smiled when he saw Lin Qianxi: "Hey, are you here?"

"Don't be joking around." Lin Qianxi was afraid that he would play a trick again, so he gave Gu Yang a wink.

Yang Rui knew it, and pointed to the next door: "Go and play, I just want to go out."

Lin Qianxi pushed Gu Yang to the next door.

"Are you really playing ball?" Gu Yang shook his head: "I really can't, I won't play anymore, I'm going back."

"Sit down for a while, hit whatever you like." Lin Qianxi pushed him onto the stool: "Your brother has something to do, and we agreed to come here to look for you later, and he's not at home now. "

Gu Yang believed: "No wonder you asked me to come here, then I'll play a game." He took out his mobile phone and boarded the line in a hurry. It happened that he rarely played in front of Zongcheng, "Xue Sheng Online Hey, I'll take him to kill a round."

Lin Qianxi wanted him to play as long as he sat here. He took the cue and put the ball on the pool table next to him, watching him while playing.

He was not in the mood to play the ball, and all he could think about was what was going on with Zongcheng. After several innings, he failed to score a goal in a row.

"Brother Xi, you are not in a good condition today." Gu Yang blinked his big eyes and looked towards his billiard table.

"Ah? It's okay. I'm brewing and I haven't played yet." Lin Qianxi put down his cue and walked outside: "I'm going to get something, wait for me for a while."

"Oh." Gu Yang sat there obediently and continued to play his game.

Lin Qianxi had nothing to take. He came out to check the situation. When he walked to a fork in the road, he suddenly saw a figure sitting beside a tree trunk. There was no one around him. He was sitting alone with his long legs bent. His shoulders were broad and upright, his head was lowered, and there was a faint puff of smoke in front of him, which was a cigarette in his mouth.

It is Zongcheng.

Lin Qianxi had never seen him like this before, and Gu Zhiqiang didn't see him like this the last time he came, and suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

Zongcheng seemed to feel it. He looked up and saw him. He put his hands on the ground, stood up, took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, threw it on the ground and stamped it out. Get away."

Lin Qianxi looked at his face, but didn't see anything: "You still have the ability, you can get rid of this, Gu Yang is in Yang Rui's store, don't worry."

"Yeah." Zongcheng was the same as last time, he didn't mention how he got Gu Zhiqiang away, and he didn't talk about those things if he could.Gu Zhiqiang was not reconciled, he knew that before leaving, he was like a trapped animal pulling.

He walked up to Lin Qianxi, tugged at his collar, and glanced at the inside of his neck: "Did you get caught then?"

"No," Lin Qianxi smiled, and grabbed his hand: "Underestimate me, can he catch me?"

Zongcheng took a look at his hand that was taken off by him, and changed his hand to grab his hand in time. That hand punched him, but he didn't hold back the strength. be seen by him.

"Lin Qianxi." He suddenly called out.

"Huh?" Lin Qianxi looked at him.

Zongcheng grabbed his hand and held it tightly, his broken eyebrows were pressed down, he looked into his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Would it be troublesome for someone like me?"

Lin Qianxi was taken aback for a moment before recalling what he said, and smiled in a sly way: "Then, do you think it's a burden for me to be such a trouble?"

Zong Cheng said: "No, Dad doesn't think you are a burden."

The grin on Lin Qianxi's face was even worse, more or less deliberately, he turned his palm over to grab his hand, only to realize how cold his hand was, and couldn't help but look at him again, he didn't wear a coat until now, just Sitting here wearing that gray long-sleeved shirt for a long time, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and he didn't know what he was thinking just now, so he grabbed a handful and stuffed it into the coat pocket: "Stop fucking nonsense, Dad, I don't despise you either."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zongcheng's fingers tightened his grip, and he felt a little pain even when he was exerting force.