Heart distance

Han Tingsong's voice was clear and gentle, echoing in the dark bedroom, dazzling.

Han Ziqi pressed his forehead against Han Tingsong's chest, clutching his collar tightly with both hands, trying to control his emotions, but his body trembled more and more, "Am I...poor and pathetic."

"No, some people are much more pitiful than you." Han Tingsong put her arm lightly on the back of his neck, subconsciously stroking the boy's soft earlobes with her fingertips, "At least you have an older brother, and some people don't even dare to have such an extravagant hope." .”

Everything that you have lost, I will give you in the future.

Thousands of times for you.

That night was the first time Han Tingsong spent the night in Han Ziqi's bed.

The warm evening wind blows along the edge of the bed, blowing the broken hair on the young man's forehead.The boy in Han Tingsong's arms hugged his neck, closed his eyes tightly, and breathed steadily.

He lowered his head slightly, wiped the remaining tears at the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, put his palms lightly on the boy's waist, and patted him rhythmically to lull him to sleep.

After experiencing the frightening night in the hotel before, Han Tingsong is more comfortable dealing with the clingy spirit in front of him.

Han Tingsong found that the best way to deal with clinginess is to give him a response, give him the sense of security he wants, and let him feel your presence, so that he won't worry about gains and losses, and is reluctant to let go for a second.

Sure enough, he had lost too many children, so he desperately wanted to catch everything.

When the boy was asleep, Han Tingsong took out his cell phone and sent a text message to an unknown number.

"Contact me the best plastic surgery hospital in the country."

When Han Ziqi woke up, he was alone on the bed.He had already forgotten how he fell asleep last night, and he didn't even want to think about it. He lost his composure while leaning in that person's arms.

Han Ziqi got up and went to the living room, where Han Sijun and Han Tingsong were already sitting at the dining table.

His brother greeted him happily, saying good morning.

Han Tingsong closed the financial newspaper and pushed the milk in front of him.

The day was the same as before, mild as water, unusually calm, just the way he liked it.

A week passed quickly, and Han Ziqi locked himself in his room almost every day, rarely talking to anyone.

When it was time to go to school, he extended his vacation with the school for another week.For some things, if you can't find a better solution, you can only choose to escape.

As for Han Sijun, the restaurant where he worked called several times to urge him to go to work, but Han Ziqi refused because his brother was unwell.

Even though Han Sijun was alive and kicking, clamoring to go to work every day, Han Ziqi remained indifferent.

After dinner, Han Tingsong knocked on his door.

Han Ziqi didn't answer until he heard the sound of the door being pushed.

"Are you going to attend the farewell party at school?" Han Tingsong said.

Today is the second day after the college entrance examination, and the school holds a farewell ceremony for college entrance examination candidates every year.And the so-called farewell party is nothing more than setting up a temporary stage in the school playground and recommending themselves to perform on stage.

Anyone can go up to sing and dance, and even confess to someone they like.Just to draw a successful end to youth on that night.

It was originally an activity for the graduating class, but non-graduating grades will also come to join in the fun. After three to forty years of evolution, this activity has become a symbol of No. 40 Middle School.

However, Han Ziqi was obviously out of tune with the lively occasion, he should never appear there.

Seeing that he didn't return, Han Tingsong continued: "How about taking your brother with you?"

Apart from the last Art Festival, this is the second time that Han Ziqi came to the school playground in the evening.

It was also the first time he stood in the crowd after his scars were torn open, and he brought his brother who was innocently implicated.

Everyone in the school has read that letter, everyone knows his sad past, they can mock his unfortunate life, and step on him casually.

Seeing the gazes of the people around him, Han Ziqi was about to drag his brother and leave here instinctively.

But he was firmly held in place by the other hands, unable to move, "Don't run away, some things have to go through."

The man's voice had a calming effect, along with the tightly clenched arms, giving him strength that he had never had before.

He noticed Han Ziqi's classmates whispering, and then came over in twos and threes.

"Excuse me, are you Han Ziqi's brother?" A girl wearing white-rimmed glasses came up to them, and her eyes fell on Han Sijun.

"Yeah, it's me." Han Sijun nodded with a smile, like a child recognized by a familiar person, and he didn't feel any danger at all.

"It's really you. I went to the restaurant where you worked two days ago. I heard people say that the Marseille fish soup you make is very delicious and it is the signature of the store. But the staff of the restaurant said that day, you I haven’t come to work recently, so I can’t eat it, and I’m a bit regretful.”

"What is Marseille fish soup? It sounds so rare." The long-haired girl beside her asked.

"I don't know, but I heard it's very delicious." The girl with white-rimmed glasses took a peek at Han Ziqi, and seeing that he didn't respond, she continued to probe, "Sorry, I also heard the gossip, so I really want to eat it." Go and taste it. May I ask when you will go to work, brother, will I still have a chance to eat it?"

Han Sijun looked at Han Ziqi cautiously, as if waiting for him to speak.

"Go to work after this weekend." Han Ziqi said.

As if approved, Han Sijun nodded excitedly, "Yeah, I'll go after the weekend."

"That's great. I'll come back next Friday night. You must be here." The girl with glasses rolled her eyes, "However, I heard that you need to wait for the dish to be prepared, and you won't be able to eat it if it's too late. You can't make an appointment for me in advance, my name is Cui Lu, and I'm Han Ziqi's classmate."

"Okay, no problem!" Han Sijun patted his chest, "It's all on my brother."

"Thank you brother." The girl took out an untouched candied haws and handed it to him, "Then this is for you to eat."

"Thank you..." Han Sijun was about to pick it up, but quickly withdrew his hand and turned to look at Han Ziqi.

"Take it." Han Ziqi said.

"His brother took it and said to the girl with a bright smile: "Thank you! "

"You're welcome." The girl wearing glasses smiled like a flower.

"Hey, there's me, and me." The long-haired girl also hurriedly said, "Brother, can I make an appointment at [-] o'clock next Saturday night? My mother's birthday is Saturday, and I want to take her to eat."

"That, that, this is for you too, and this." The long-haired girl took out all the candies in her schoolbag and stuffed them into Han Sijun's hands, "I still have a lot of flavors at home. When I go to the restaurant next Saturday, I'll return them." Bring it to you."

"Thank you for the candy, but eating too much candy will damage your teeth." Han Ziqi helped his brother catch the candies that were about to fall to the ground.

The girl who gave the candy was startled, and then smiled, "Han Ziqi, this is the first sentence you said to me as a classmate of ours for two years. I hope there will be a second sentence in the future!"

Han Ziqi bent his knuckles slightly, and realized how unkind he was, "Well, there will be."

"That won't bother you, let's go back to watch the show first." The girl beckoned: "Goodbye."

As soon as the two girls left, other students surrounded them again.

A tall boy stood in front of them, looking at Han Sijun timidly, "Brother Han Xueba, um... do you have a cleansing habit?"

"No." Han Sijun shook his head, "But brother is not dirty, brother brushes his teeth and washes his face every day."

"Then can I give you a hug?" The tall boy asked tentatively.

"Okay!" Han Sijun responded excitedly this time without asking Han Ziqi's opinion.

The burly boy who was half a head taller than Han Sijun held his brother tightly in his arms, "I heard that the closer you get to Xueba, the more European he is. But Han Xueba is too murderous." , I dare not. I reckon, hugging you should also be able to rub a little bit."

"Brother Xueba, this final exam is up to you! Whether you are the last one or not, success or failure depends on it!"

"Hey, there's someone who is a master of metaphysics over there, let's go for a while too!"

"Brother, you are really amazing. How did you teach such an awesome brother? Is it okay for me to rub more?"

"I'll come too. My brother heard that you are a chef. Do you pay attention to food? I think I can't remember English words. It must be related to my mother's bad cooking. I can't keep up with nutrition." .”

"Brother, can you make a daily diet menu later, so that my mother can follow suit, so that my mother will not always say that my poor grades are the fault of me."

The scene in front of him made Han Ziqi overwhelmed. He stood aside and looked at the classmates whom he could not name. He and his brother had a harmonious atmosphere and had a good conversation.

It is different from the expected indifference and cynicism.What Han Ziqi saw was people who adored and loved his brother, and even wanted to hug him.

Han Sijun never lied, all his joy and anger were written on his face.At this time, he is really happy, he enjoys the process of being loved.

"Is it surprising?" Han Ting, who had been silent for a long time, said loosely.

Han Ziqi did not return.

"You thought you would be ostracized when you came here. When I asked your brother to come with me, you even thought I was crazy. It's fine to make you suffer, why did you drag your brother with you?"

Han Ziqi was guessed, and he was even more speechless.

"We will never be able to avoid the dangers of people's hearts, but you have to know that in this world, there are good people as well as bad people."

"You close yourself off in order to stay away from those bad people, and you will lose more people who love you because of it."

"In the past, you were indifferent and withdrawn, and you would only show your proud side to others. In the eyes of others, Han Ziqi was the one who was superior and even looked down on them. They didn't dare to take the initiative to approach them, so they had to stay away."

Han Ziqi pursed his lips, but did not interrupt Han Tingsong's words.

"But that letter accidentally shortened the distance between you." Han Tingsong continued: "No one can be smooth sailing forever, and everyone has pain and secrets that they don't want to be known. Through these, let them know , it turns out that the aloof Han Ziqi is the same as them, with pain, joy and anger, and unspeakable secrets that he doesn't want to be mentioned."

"But the ultimate goal of education is by no means to cultivate a few Nobel scientists, but to create countless people with morality, cultivation and conscience."

"Education tells us that when the students around us encounter difficulties and pain, we should give warmth and help instead of watching jokes with a cold eye. There will always be such people, but by no means most of them."

Han Tingsong pointed to the crowd not far away and surrounded his brother in the center, "As you can see, your classmates are all good boys, aren't they?"

Han Tingsong didn't intend to wait for his reply, and walked around the crowd, "Okay, it's almost done, if you continue to hug like this, you Han Xueba's little knowledge will be sucked away by you, you really waited for him How about the last one in the final exam?"

"No, Han Ziqi studies so well, he must be number one after a while."

"That's right, just let me dawdle again, just let me get into the top [-] this time."

"Okay, the gala will start right away, those who have a program to prepare quickly, those who don't have a program, just watch the program honestly."

Han Tingsong dispersed the people almost, and led the other two people towards the middle of the playground.

In the front row of the playground, Chang Qi had already reserved a place for them, stood with Li Zeran, and waved to them happily.

Chang Qi carried a guitar on his back, but as far as Han Ziqi remembered, he didn't know how to play it.

Han Ziqi took the initiative to come to Li Zeran's side, "That incident is over, I know you didn't send the text message, so you don't need to blame yourself. I was in a bad mood before, and now I apologize to you."

Li Zeran quickly waved his hand, "Don't, don't say that, the text message was indeed sent from my mobile phone, and it's all because I was accidentally used by others, as long as you don't get angry."

"Come on, it's all in the past, let's not talk about those unhappiness." Chang Qi took off the guitar and handed it to Han Tingsong, "Mr. Han, I definitely bought it according to your request. If there is nothing else, just one word, expensive!"

"Thank you, boy." Han Tingsong took the guitar.

Han Ziqi paused, looked at the man beside him, "Why are you buying this?"

Han Tingsong raised the corner of his mouth, "You will know in a while."

After all, the man walked towards the middle of the stage with his guitar on his back.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow is Xiaohan’s birthday, I hope everyone will turn into a little wit, with eyes that discover "beauty", eh~

The content of the next few days will be sweet and sweet~

I have seen too many news and stories about school violence. Whether it is the school at this time or the society in the future, I hope everyone can be kind to themselves and others.

Don't let a very small number of people interfere with your right to love the world.

May your heart be full of sunshine, and you can smell the fragrance of flowers every day when you open the window.

Today is divided into two chapters.

The next chapter is the letter written in Xiao Han's voice, but it is not written by Xiao Han, nor is it his idea, so there are elements of exaggeration and fiction.But the plots all happened in the real world, and basically everything about his family can be restored. You can choose to subscribe!