Do you understand Euclid today?

From knowing Jiang Yizhi to now, it was the first time for Lin Qianshu to feel such restrained and strong emotions in Jiang Yizhi's body. He hugged himself so hard that he almost wanted to rub himself into his body.

He must have something sad but can't get rid of it?Lin Qianshu sighed, his stiff body softened, he reached out to climb his back, and patted him twice: "It's okay...I'm here."

The two embraced quietly under the dim light, until there was a sound of an object falling to the ground in the opposite room, and Jiang Yizhi let go of his hand as if waking up from a dream.

"Sorry." Jiang Yizhi said in a hoarse voice, still looking depressed.

Anyway, I've already been a bosom brother tonight, and it's not bad for the second time.Lin Qianshu thought about it, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Jiang Yizhi back into his room, closed the door and turned on the light with his backhand.He led Jiang Yizhi to his bed and sat down: "Okay, the door is closed for you, too many words will be boring if you don't talk about it, you can treat my room as a tree hole tonight, what do you want to say Just say anything." Lin Qianshu pointed to the door: "If you mind, I can go out and sit for a while."

"No need." Jiang Yizhi grabbed Lin Qianshu's wrist and led him back to the bed with a gentle force, "You should have known some things a long time ago."

"Xiaoxing has already told you why Xianghu trusts me, right?" Jiang Yizhi asked calmly.

Lin Qianshu was startled suddenly, Jiang Yizhi knew his brother too well.He said tactfully: "Ah... yes, he said that when you were young, you were almost accepted as an apprentice by the Sanda coach of the provincial martial arts team..."

"It's not that powerful." Jiang Yizhi opened his palms and looked down at them, "It's just that young people fight fiercely and fight fiercely."

"Hmm..." Lin Qianshu couldn't answer, and always felt that everything he said was wrong.

"For a long time, I have been complacent about my physical strength," Jiang Yi Zhihu folded his palms and clenched them into fists, "I thought I was a hero who would fight against the strong and help the weak, and would draw my sword to help when the road was uneven. I love fighting, and I love seeing the fear in my opponent's eyes."

As Jiang Yizhi said, a layer of blood slowly appeared in his eyes. He seemed to see himself looking fiercely at an opponent who was taller than him when he was young.

Jiang Yizhi, who has just arrived in youth, is really obsessed with this feeling. In other words, what he is obsessed with is the awe-inspiring eyes of the opponent and the grateful eyes of the rescued after defeating the opponent.If learning mathematics is a long and hard journey, then this kind of fighting is more like a distraction after a brainstorm.

——Yes, Jiang Yizhi regards this as a distraction.

This kind of life continued until the second year of junior high school.Jiang Yizhi will never forget that spring afternoon, when the school teacher had an emergency and announced that school would be dismissed early, he quietly approached the door, intending to surprise his mother, but when he was still in the corridor, he heard his mother Jiang Rou's heartbreaking cry Voice.

Jiang Yizhi's pupils shrank, and he ran to the door of the house in two or three steps. He saw that the door was half open, and what happened inside was something he would never forget in his life.

He saw his father's face was red, and he waved his fist with a fierce expression to hit his mother. The weak mother curled up on the ground to bear the raindrops of fists on her body, and groaned in pain from time to time.

"Damn it! You won't give me money! I won't give you money!" Yi Weiguo cursed with vulgar words while beating him, his fierce eyes cut at the woman on the floor like knives.

Jiang Yizhi finally understood that the bruises that appeared on her mother's body from time to time were not "thrown out" as she put it lightly, but were punched out by the person next to her pillow.He rushed into the house like a whirlwind and stood between Jiang Rou and Yi Weiguo. With all his strength, he smashed his fists into Yi Weiguo's chest: "You are not allowed to hit mother!"

Jiang Yizhi was caught off guard, and Yi Weiguo was pushed straight, and he staggered back a few steps.After standing still, he found that the person standing in front of him was actually his son. His face darkened, and he punched Jiang Yizhi mercilessly: "Well, you boy...Your wings are stiff, you dare to hit me?"

Jiang Yizhi used to rely on brute strength to fight fiercely. He had no chance of winning against Yi Weiguo, who was stronger than him and was drunk. After a few moves, he was knocked down by Yi Weiguo

"Dare to hit me..." Yi Weiguo's eyes showed fierceness, and he grabbed his son's collar fiercely.

Jiang Yizhi passively endured the pain of suffocation, staring fiercely at his nominal biological father in front of him with unyielding eyes, and squeezed out words from between his teeth: "Don't... you... hit... Mom..."

The corner of Yi Weiguo's mouth twitched into a sneer, and he raised his fist high.

"stop!"

Just when Jiang Yizhi was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly heard his mother's voice in his ear.

Jiang Rou, who was curled up on the ground and was about to pass out from the pain, suddenly burst out with strength. She struggled to get up from the ground and threw herself on Yi Weiguo, leading him to the side.Yi Weiguo didn't notice for a while, and let go of Jiang Yizhi's hand.

After throwing Yi Weiguo down, Jiang Rou's sudden strength poured out all at once, and she was soon restrained by Yi Weiguo again, choking her neck hard...

When Jiang Yizhi talked about the past, his tone was still calm, but Lin Qianshu's heart tightened several times. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for the young Jiang Yizhi in a dark and damp rental room on such a spring afternoon. Witnessing his father smashing his fists at his mother time and time again with injuries all over his body.

Lin Qianshu stretched out his hand to cover the back of Jiang Yizhi's hand, feeling the violent trembling in the palm of his hand, and only then did he realize how much effort Jiang Yizhi had used to restrain his emotions.

"You really don't need to restrain yourself..." Lin Qianshu's hand slipped onto Jiang Yizhi's wrist, and he took Jiang Yizhi's hand and put it in his own, "I said, this is a tree hole tonight, what do you want to say It will be all right."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qianshu felt a dark shadow flash in front of him. Before he could react, he was embraced by Jiang Yizhi again.

Jiang Yizhi hugged the person in his arms tightly: "I'm very scared...his blood is dripping on my body."

Jiang Yizhi thought for a long time before he figured out that he was probably referring to Jiang Yizhi's father Yi Weiguo, the man who punched his family members when he was drunk.

"I can't help but wonder if the violence in him is part of my genetics, that's why I regard fighting as a distraction." Jiang Yizhi said, "After realizing this, I told myself not to fight again. gone."

"I can't let violence be a part of me anymore."

Lin Qianshu was really sad when he heard that, he patted Jiang Yizhi's back a few times: "You've done a good job..."

The current Jiang Yizhi is calm but indifferent. He wears a shirt on weekdays and occasionally wears a pair of glasses after reading for a long time.

Under the warm yellow light, the shadows of the two were entangled together, looking a little warm.Jiang Yizhi raised the corner of his mouth: "It was only after that day that I realized that strength is not determined by the hardness of the fist."

After a heart-to-heart talk, it was late at night before I knew it.Thinking about going to work the next day, the two ended their conversation and went to wash up separately.

After Lin Qianshu brushed his teeth, he opened the bathroom door. Standing at the door, Jiang Yizhi had completely recovered from his usual facial paralysis.

Jiang Yizhi's Jiang Yixing in Jiang Yizhi's room hadn't made any noise for a long time, Lin Qianshu hesitated for a while, and decided to be a good man to the end: "You can sleep in my room tonight, your brother is probably already asleep, so don't disturb him."

Jiang Yizhi didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at him, nodded and said, "Okay."

The two hugged twice today in one breath, and the time each time was not short.Lin Qianshu touched his neck, feeling inexplicably hot.He coughed and left the bathroom hastily: "I'll make your bed."

Lin Qianshu fled back to the bedroom, took out a new quilt from the cabinet and spread it on his bed, and belatedly realized that there was only one pillow in his room.

The last time Jiang Yizhi fell asleep, he brought the quilt and pillows from his room himself. Lin Qianshu really didn't pay attention to the number of pillows in his room.

so what should I do now?Lin Qianshu walked around the room, and his eyes fell on the folded T-shirt on the sofa. After struggling for a few seconds, he carried the folded T-shirt to the bed, and put his pillow on Jiang Yizhi's quilt He put the stack of T-shirts on his quilt.

The guests who invite themselves will continue to entertain even if they have a stiff neck.Just thinking about it, Lin Qianshu felt a slight soreness in his neck.

Jiang Yizhi returned to Lin Qianshu's bedroom after washing up, opened the door and went in, and saw Lin Qianshu lying on the "T-shirt pillow" in an awkward posture, the softness in his heart almost turned into a puddle of water.

He closed the door, walked lightly to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

"Jiang Yizhi, what happened to Xianghu and Xiang Xiaojun's matter?" Lin Qianshu opened his eyes, and suddenly turned around to look at Jiang Yizhi.

In the darkness, the young man's eyes seemed to have a gleam of light. Jiang Yizhi stared at it for a few seconds in the dark, and then said, "I asked Xianghu to spread the word and explain it to Xiang Xiaojun. It can be considered a solution."

"Will Xianghu not trouble Xiang Xiaojun again in the future?" Lin Qianshu bent his elbows and put his head under his head.

Jiang Yizhi: "Well, originally I wanted to keep Xiang Xiaojun and Xiaoxing to sleep together, but Xianghu said to take Xiang Xiaojun back to his place to sleep."

Lin Qianshu sighed a little: "It seems that Xianghu is not such a difficult person... How can he fight Jiang Yixing for so long for a matter that can be solved in two or three sentences?"

"I only found out last month that he was the one who fought with Xiaoxing." Jiang Yizhi's voice sounded a little helpless, "Xiaoxing...seldom tells me about him."

In the darkness, Lin Qianshu rolled his eyes: "Jiang Yizhi, you have to open your heart to Xiaoxing."

"Yes." Jiang Yizhi lowered his voice, "I am an incompetent brother."

The author has something to say: There are only zero and countless times of domestic violence. If you really encounter it, you hope to run away.