bereavement

The rain became lighter and looked like it was about to stop. Xie Qin finished smoking the cigarette in his mouth, then lit another one, taking Jiang Yanyu's phone call as a fart.

Half an hour passed, and the cigarette butts and ash on the ground piled up more and more. After Xie Qin smoked one after another, his throat became so hot that his mouth felt numb.

He coughed for a while, felt that it was almost done, and threw away the unfinished half of the cigarette.

The hat in the sweater was raised on top of his head, and he was wearing a black mask. Xie Qin put his hands in his pockets, and his whole body was tightly wrapped, except for his two eyeballs, his eyes were distracted, and he was terribly sleepy.

After closing the roller shutter door of the small supermarket, Xie Qin stood at the intersection waiting for a taxi. The rain was already thinning out, and a few drops of water were about to stop falling.

A car was coming, and Xie Qin, with his hands still in his pockets, stretched out his leg and shook it at the driver.

After getting into the car, Xie Qin's head drooped again, and he blinked twice vigorously, thinking that he would just squint for a while so as not to fall asleep.

When he arrived at the place, the driver turned his head and wanted to wake Xie Qin up, but found that he raised his head slowly by himself. Xie Qin hadn't slept too much all the way. Although his eyes were closed, he still had a nerve.

The car stopped at the entrance of the community, Xie Qin paid the driver, scanned his face at the face recognition machine, and walked into the community. The inside was ridiculously large, and taxis were not allowed to enter. Xie Qin could only walk by foot.

After getting on the elevator, he pressed the highest floor and went straight to Jiang Yanyu's 4000 million penthouse duplex mansion, the kind with a private swimming pool and gym.

The first time he came to Jiang Yanyu's house, Xie Qin was like a fool who looked back at pornographic films. He touched the left side and the right side. He couldn't turn on the smart washing machine in the laundry room. He had never seen anything before. It's all very exciting.

It's different now, and now I can't wait to burn it down.

There is no one in the living room on the first floor, Jiang Yanyu probably works on the second floor, Xie Qin is not cheap enough to take the initiative to give his ass.

He didn't go upstairs, he fell on the sofa, and slumped in it lazily, with no energy in his body, as if he was useless.

When he was about to fall asleep again, someone lifted Xie Qin's hat, opened half of his eyes, and looked at Jiang Yanyu standing in front of him, with no other emotions on his face except sleepiness.

Jiang Yanyu looked down at him from above, his eyebrows frowned.

The smell of inferior cigarettes on Xie Qin's body was too strong, making him dizzy and nauseated.

"How much."

Xie Qin's eyelids drooped, and he touched his cheek with his tongue, obviously impatient.

"say."

"..."

Jiang Yanyu grabbed his chin with brutal strength, forcing him to open his mouth and glance at his mouth.

"Isn't the tongue still there?"

Xie Qin got annoyed all of a sudden, stood up quickly, threw Jiang Yanyu down on the sofa, stepped forward with his long legs, and sat directly on his waist.

While unbuttoning his belt, he said, "Stop fucking nonsense, I'm going to go online in a hurry."

Jiang Yanyu lowered his face, raised his hand and slapped Xie Qin on the face.

He unceremoniously lifted him off his body, and his tone was so cold that he could drop ice: "Get lost."

The smell of cigarettes on Xie Qin's body was too strong, and he was completely uninterested.

Xie Qin's face was tilted to one side, he murmured, and put on his clothes indifferently.

He stood up, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the coffee table and stuffed them into his pocket, without even looking at Jiang Yanyu, he left.

It was after one o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the Internet cafe. Now Xie Qin was no longer sleepy. His work and rest were reversed. He stayed at night and slept during the day.

After paying the Internet fee, Xie Qin also took four cans of beer. He walked to his computer, put the beer and the melon seeds in his pocket on the table, collapsed into the computer chair, and turned on the lol queue.

Every time Jiang Yan wanted to tell him to go to bed, Xie Qin would not stay there to sleep no matter what time it was after the work was done. He would take a shower and put on his clothes before leaving.

Before he went to Jiang Yanyu's house, he smoked a pack and a half of cigarettes. His body smelled of smoke everywhere, and his mouth was also quite smelly. He had no other purpose, but just wanted to disgust Jiang Yanyu, so disgusting that he couldn't cope. .

Jiang Yanyu also smoked cigarettes, cigars, and Xie Qin's low-quality brand-name cigarettes were unaccustomed to him, which was bad luck.

When Xie Qin helped Jiang Yanyu for the first time, he was not even 15 years old. His temper was not as good as it is now. He didn't dare to kneel when he got down.

Xie Qin once chatted with his classmates, and when they chatted, he started to brag and began to compare his family status.

Xiaopang: "I have been spoiled by my mother since childhood!"

Xiaohong: "I was raised in the palm of my grandmother's hand."

Xiao Cong: "I was raised by my father."

Xie Qin yawned lazily, and said, "I was raised by my father."

When he and Jiang Yanyu were fighting on the bed, they never made a sound. Jiang Yanyu pulled his arms from behind, plucked his hair, and choked his neck. Xie Qin didn't react at all like a dead fish.

"What the hell."

Xie Qin cursed, threw the melon seeds on the computer screen, knelt down four times in a row, fell apart, and his fucking mentality collapsed.

The old man sitting next to him also lost his mentality. An old man listened to the sad NetEase cloud radio station, remembered his dog licking career, read the words in the hot comments that pierced his heart, and cried in the middle of the night, crying Posted a circle of friends, Sangsang.

Xie Qin glanced at the thing, casually tossed him two handfuls of melon seeds, and continued beating.

He lost for a whole night, and he greeted his mother with his teammates, holding back his anger. At dawn, Xie Qin finally broke out. The sweater hat was lifted on the top of the head, and he left the Internet cafe.

The sun just came out at this moment, so the door of the classroom must have been closed, but Xie Qin had a way to sneak in. He bought a cup of soybean milk on the way, and walked lazily to the school.

There is a window between the front and back doors of the classroom, on the top, not high, Xie Qin is 186, and can be reached by stretching out his arms.

He opened the window, took a few steps back, snapped his fingers, made a "click" sound, and then charged forward with all his strength. While stepping on the wall with one foot, his arm firmly supported the edge of the window.

As soon as his muscles were stretched, Xie Qin climbed up and quickly jumped into the classroom. His feet landed on the ground with a "bang", and his movements were coherent and neat, so violent that his relatives did not recognize him.

He grew up over the wall.

Xie Qin's seat is in the last row by the window, yes, it's the exclusive seat for ban bullies, eight out of ten ban bullies sit here, next to the trash can and mop, the smell is so strong that it can make your nose bleed.

Xie Qin's desk was very clean, and there was nothing but dust. It had been two months since the third year of high school, and this was his first day at school.

Xie Qin didn't think it was dirty either, so he sat down on his buttocks and fell asleep on the table.

The hair on the top of the head was blown into a nest, the socks were not put on properly, and the two ankles were exposed, so thin that they could be held with one hand.