Years old

The third year of high school is a piece of coffee mousse cut by the mock exam, full of bitterness, only a little bit of sweetness can be tasted in the cracks.

During the first exam, the teacher said that the first exam is very important, because it is the pathfinding stone of the third year of senior high school, and it is the first test of comprehensive ability; during the second exam, the teacher said that the second exam should not be slack, because it is the closest to the college entrance examination in difficulty, and it is the one to apply for in the future A big indicator.Everyone nodded after listening to it, and there is no need to exaggerate, anyway, all models are important.

The aroma of instant coffee in the classroom was getting stronger and stronger, and Qi Songyan felt that he was about to be marinated.Li Shuai tried hard to persuade him to drink less coffee, but no one listened to him. He could only pretend to accidentally mention in a class that drinking too much coffee can easily lead to hair loss.As a result, the next day, the class smelled like tea again, and a few girls who didn't know who said that milk tea also had a magical effect, held paper cups and squeaked their straws every day.Teaching politics cannot save children poisoned by caffeine. Li Shuai changed the goji berry water into a transparent cup, and dangled his wrists throughout the class in order to subtly influence him.

Qin Di didn't drink coffee and tea, but he didn't get Schrödinger's waking up again.Because if you don't take a nap, you won't get up, and if you don't get up, you won't get up angry. Holding the notes that Qi Songyan recorded for him, he ruthlessly beat himself down.At first Qi Songyan didn't dare to go to sleep anymore, he held Qin Di's daily tasks in his palm and acted diligently, but mentally he couldn't compare with Qin Di who went to bed on time at 2 o'clock, and was sleepy within [-] minutes Nodding, I can only listen to Qin Di's instructions, learn as soon as you learn, and cultivate your spirit if you don't learn.It's just that when he was resting on his schoolbag and closed his eyes, Qin Di always liked to brush his hair with the end of a pen. Every time at this time, he always wanted to hold him in his arms, but in the end he only closed his eyes and used his index finger to brush his hair. Rubbing the barrel of the pen lightly is like stroking the back of that white hand.

The second model had light snow that day.The clouds were dyed gray and black, and they gathered together uneasy, taking away all the light. Even in the daytime, the examination room was lit.

The hand-peeled chestnuts were baked to be fragrant and sticky. Qi Songyan packed a small box and sent it to the first examination room. Qin Di warmed up the milk in advance and put it in a bear bottle with a straw. The two hid behind the open door and made an emergency In the offline transaction, the dimples popping out and the smiling eyes shining brightly in the backlight, they restrained the urge to hold hands, cheered each other in whispers, turned and stepped into the battlefield.

In the first subject of Chinese, Qin Di swept thousands of troops, and answered the questions very smoothly. It happened that composition was also a theme of family and country feelings that he was good at. He poured out nine hundred words with enthusiasm, and said, "Writing to accumulate talents, standing up to cultivate morality, and being at the forefront of the times" Resonate with the country, be fearless in the wind and cloud, I will walk with you on the bright road ahead!" The exclamation point ended, the pen was put down, and the bulging candied chestnuts were still felt in the hands of the cheeks, Qin Di glanced at the examination room. The friends who stopped writing, curled their mouths and silently said "Concession".

For the second subject of mathematics, the spirit of the Chinese test still has an aftertaste. The small box of chestnuts was taken away and replaced with a box of grapes.Qin Di had nothing to pay back, so he had to take advantage of lunch to hold hands secretly under the dining table, wrapping his fingers in the cold, so wrapped that even Qi Songyan would beat him if he whispered, and Tong Chenxing knocked on the dinner plate with a spoon to warn them not to Qin Di let go of this weird one-armed meal, cruelly left Qi Songyan with twitching fingers, and walked back to the examination room calmly.

The happiest thing about taking an exam is not how much you have studied thoroughly, but how much you have learned just enough to pass the exam.It was the first time for Qin Di to experience the reserve feeling of "it's such a coincidence that we meet again" in the mathematics examination room. He even had 15 minutes left to spare after all the examinations. strip.

After the game ended, Qi Songyan saw his expression that he was sure of winning, and pinched the note and thought: I'm afraid I'm going to be the first in the grade.Immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Aunt Shen, asking her to buy another box of the most expensive cherries.Science helps Mi Qi Miao Miaowu's only major client, raising a wife, he is serious.

Qin Di didn't forget to buy more milk, and added another box of mints to refresh Qi Songyan's mind, and went to the fruit shop to buy Jiang Hong two catties of her favorite citrus. run home.

When I arrived at the door, I felt something was wrong. The door was not closed, and some strange sounds leaked from the gap in the door.He vigilantly unloaded the tangerines and schoolbag at the door, and pushed the door open silently.The lights in the living room were not turned on, and several bottles and an open luggage bag were scattered on the floor. The light from the kitchen window on the opposite floor shone palely on the feet.Suddenly a piercing cry came from Jiang Hong's bedroom, and he immediately stepped into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, and rushed over in a few steps.

"Son!" Seeing him coming in, Jiang Hong yelled with tears in his eyes. When he turned his head, Qin Di saw the appearance of the intruder.

It was strange, the old man said that the boy would look more like his mother, but apart from Jiang Hong's pointed chin and white skin, his facial features were more like Qin Yuan.They looked at each other eight years apart, and one had grown from a half-grown child into a handsome young man, while the other had been shattered by an unknown experience.

"Qin Di, come here!" Jiang Hong broke his voice and called back to Qin Di who was stunned.

Qin Di shifted the knife to the other hand, dodged behind her, but did not put it down, walked over to block Jiang Hong, and confronted Qin Yuan.

"Qin Di, I'm Dad... You still know Dad, right..." The man in front of him became abnormally short, with a hunched body, and the smell of alcohol sprayed down, making his eyes and cheeks turn abnormally red.Although there was an air of decadence all over his body, the eyes he looked at were so blazing and sad, like a dying animal wailing in despair to a group that no longer accepts it.

"What do you want to do?" This was the first sentence Qin Di said to him.

Qin Yuan took half a step back in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe his son had such a reaction.

"Dad is back, back home. Are you going to take the college entrance examination? Dad will come back to see you. Our family of three will be reunited in the future." He couldn't speak clearly, and the last word was choked and swallowed into a jagged shape, which was weirdly rotten Between the throat and eyes.

Qin Di clenched the handle of the knife, feeling that the blood in his whole body was going backwards, causing all the nerves to feel as painful as needle pricks.But he still stopped Jiang Hong who was about to go forward, Jiang Hong couldn't go over with his arms crossed, and cursed at the same place: "Who the hell is with your family of three! Bastard, son doesn't recognize you at all, can't you tell? You slapped your ass and walked away for eight years, and you want to come back when you say it, it's your mother's dream!"

Qin Yuan heard Jiang Hong's cursing word for word, but kept his eyes fixed on Qin Di, and only talked to him: "Son, it's my father's fault, my father's fault. Your uncle found me a job, and my father can earn money. Money, I will pay you to go to college in the future, and I will make up for you."

Qin Di had no choice but to cut through the complex emotions, revealing a bloody sobriety, grabbing the words and sneering: "Make up? Make up for what? Make up for my eight years without a father, or my mother's eight years without a husband? Make up for our dependence on each other, and eat up everything Suffering? Or to make up for being pointed behind the back and talking about right and wrong for half a lifetime? Qin Yuan, you came back because you couldn’t get along outside, you are so old and useless, remembering that you have a wife and children in your hometown, in case you are so stupid If I beg for mercy, I can cry and hug you. It's a good plan."

"Who taught you to say this? Is it Jiang Hong?" Qin Yuan was exposed by him sharply, and he suppressed the humility when he was begging just now, and pointed at Jiang Hong.

Jiang Hong broke away from Qin Di's arm, took advantage of his unpreparedness, and kicked him staggeringly, "It's your mother!"

Qin Yuan crossed Qin Di's shoulder and grabbed her hair, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger, "You bitch, you just can't understand all the good things I told you just now, you have to I'll beat you up again before you can shut your stinky mouth! Taught my son so that he doesn't even recognize his own father, if I knew it earlier, I should have picked him up while I was rich, and left it to you, a bitch!"

Jiang Hong screamed in pain from the scalp, Qin Di threw the knife behind her feet, raised her hand and punched Qin Yuan on the side of the face with all her strength.The joints hit the teeth through the flesh, and there was an immediate pain.

Qin Yuan covered his face for a long time before straightening up, the smell of iron rust in his mouth made his temples swell, he spat out a mouthful of bloody breath, and said viciously: "Okay, when I grow up, I can beat you old man Protect her, right? The more I protect her, the more I want to beat her!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exploded and kicked Jiang Hong's abdomen, Qin Di pushed him to the ground with his body. He punched twice in succession at the same position on the wall, turned around and took the kitchen knife from the ground, and stepped forward in two steps, but was held back by Jiang Hong.

"Qin Di! What are you doing!"

Qin Di pulled Jiang Hong's wrist away, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Let go."

"Can't chop! Can't!"

Qin Di struggled twice, but still couldn't break free, Qin Yuan was like mud, spread on the wall for a long time before half of his face was swollen and barely supported his knees, he squinted and saw the shiny blade in Qin Di's hand, his whole body was shaking Shaking, instinctively squeezed towards the corner.

Qin Di gave up pushing Jiang Hong away and closed her eyes. "Qin Yuan!" He snapped and grabbed the muddy eyeballs that had been beaten loose, and scratched the back of his hand with a swipe. Blood beads immediately oozed from the opened skin, and gradually gathered into shocking red lines. "See clearly? This knife, I sharpen it every day, chop you a few knives, you will be missing arms and legs for the remaining ten years. Give you ten seconds, get out of this house, if you don't leave, today we will Neither of them will live." His violent chest heaving suppressed his voice hoarse, like a broken record, marking out a transposed scale.But he still added a sentence in a voice that didn't belong to him: "Anyway, it's been eight years, and I don't want to live, not once or twice..."

It's like speaking to the air, to myself, to everyone who once smiled at him and said you are so cheerful, and the ending sound flows into a dreamlike murmur.At that moment, he felt that he was not just trying to intimidate Qin Yuan on purpose, as if this sentence had been buried in his heart, but it was only turned under the lamp today, making the three people present choke their throats.

Jiang Hong let go in shock, he frowned and smoothed the wrinkles on the waist of the down jacket, looked at Qin Yuan again, and took a step forward expressionlessly.

Qin Yuan almost scrambled against the wall and fled for the door. Jiang Hong was stunned for a while and chased to the door of the living room. There was nothing on the ground except the still pale light.

The tone that Qin Di kept saying fell into Jiang Hong's wailing for some reason, he fell to the end of the bed, the blood on the back of his hand meandered down, only the palm was barren and pale, he slowly raised his hand to cover his eyes.

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