Heart distance

The plot after the advertisement was completely unexpected, and there is no so-called perfect ending for the rest of the life.The male protagonist was pierced by a bullet at the last moment, and there was a strong pain in his chest.

The screen stopped abruptly.

"Crazy." Han Ziqi picked up the medicine box and stood up, ignoring him.

Han Tingsong returned to his previous shamelessness, "Hey, you really don't think about taking me in for a night? I really don't snore when I sleep."

Han Ziqi, who was about to return to the room, stopped and turned to look at him.

Seeing this, Han Tingsong got up and walked towards him, "Agreed?"

"Leave from my house tomorrow night at the latest." Feeling that this was not enough, Han Ziqi added, "Don't let me see you again."

After finishing speaking, Han Ziqi turned around and closed the cold door.

Why waste time with this kind of person, boring.

The next day, when Han Ziqi got up and came to the classroom, he saw his brother was sobbing holding Han Tingsong's arm.

Han Ziqi hated seeing his brother cry the most, so he didn't have a good temper to ask him, "Why did you mess with my brother?"

"I've been wronged, and it's you who provoked me." Han Tingsong comforted Han Sijun while patting Han Sijun's back, "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't make me feel like I'm going to die."

"My elder brother doesn't want younger brother Ting Song to go, and my elder brother wants to play checkers, chess and backgammon with younger brother Ting Song." Han Si Junyue said more and more sadly, tears and snot all rubbing against Han Tingsong's cuff.

The person concerned glanced at the clothes, but he was not angry, and even tried to comfort him: "Men have ambitions everywhere. How about I come to play checkers with you when I become a man of ambition?"

Obviously kidding.

"Brother, can you tell Brother Tingsong not to leave?" Han Sijun grinned and wiped away tears, "Brother Tingsong said he has no money to make money, but our family has money, and Xiaoben There are a lot of things in here that can be spent by him, and he doesn't need to make money."

His brother never lied, obviously Han Tingsong did not tell Han Sijun the real reason for his departure.

Han Ziqi took out a piece of paper to help Han Sijun wipe off his snot and tears, and took out a wet wipe to wipe off the traces his brother left on Han Tingsong's sleeve.

He subconsciously saw the wrist that he helped to bandage. The man's wrist looked strong, but it was still thin, not much thicker than his.On the thin gauze, a small blood stain oozes out, and it really hasn't healed well.

It was time to play a little longer last night.

Han Ziqi continued to comfort his brother, "Everyone has their own life, just like you have to go to work, I have to study, we can't ask others to stay by our side all the time."

Han Ziqi threw the wet wipes into the trash can, and subconsciously glanced at Han Tingsong, "Besides, if you miss him, you can invite him to your house at any time."

Han Sijun stopped crying suddenly, looked at Han Tingsong with bright eyes, and shook his arm excitedly, "Really? Brother Tingsong, do you still want to come to my house to play?"

Obviously he was replying to his brother's words, but Han Tingsong's gaze met his, and the arc of the corner of his mouth seemed less annoying.

Han Tingsong's eyes hid a deep light, "Of course."

Han Ziqi avoided his eyes, picked up the milk on the table and drank it all in one gulp, "I'm going to school."

He had just walked to the door when he suddenly thought of something, turned around and took out a small wad of money wrapped in brand-new kraft paper from his schoolbag, and handed it to Han Tingsong, "Go get a tetanus after leaving."

"No, you just lent me five thousand." Han Tingsong confiscated it.

"One yard is worth one yard. The injury was caused by me." Han Ziqi put the money on the table in the entrance and left the house.

During the big class break, in the principal's office.

The headmaster put down the thermos cup in his hand, greeted him with a smile and said, "Ziqi, come in and sit."

Han Ziqi walked into the office and sat on the old wooden chair as he said, "Principal."

"Oh, Ziqi, are you busy studying recently, and are you under a lot of pressure?" The principal stroked his few hairs.

"It's okay, not busy. Thank you principal for your concern."

"Oh, this good student is a good student. I see that you scored more than 2100 points in this month's exam." The headmaster had a smile on his face, "Then how is your brother?"

Not many people in the school knew about Han Ziqi's family, and the principal was one of them.

"pretty good."

"What about work?" The headmaster looked concerned.

"It's pretty good too." Han Ziqi was gentle and polite, "Thanks to your friend for taking care of me, my brother and I are very grateful."

"Oh, Ziqi, you are too polite. A child as outstanding as you deserves it no matter if it is a scholarship or your brother's job." The principal smiled and waved his hand.

"My brother and I have indeed received a lot of care, and we should be grateful."

"Okay, let's not talk about those polite words." The principal drank the tea and spat the tea stem back into the cup, "Then are you busy these weekends?"

"Not busy, usually just accompany my brother."

The boss of Han Sijun's working hotel took care of him and arranged for him to have weekends and weekends off, which coincided with Han Ziqi's vacation time.

"Very good, very good, I just have something to ask you." The principal paused and took a sip of tea, "My friend's children are always failing in grades, so I want to ask you to help with homework. Every Saturday One afternoon, you see that your place is inconvenient."

"Oh, there is more." The principal raised his hand, "The class fee is paid on a per-class basis, 1000 yuan per afternoon."

This price is much higher than the price of tutors on the market. "I am just an ordinary student with no experience. It is more suitable to find a professional tutor."

The principal sighed and shook his head, "Oh, don't mention it soon, the child's parents have found him a tutor. But the child is a bit rebellious, saying that he doesn't get along with the teacher, and he drove the teacher away after only one or two lessons. , It's useless to say."

"No, his family said they wanted to find someone of the same age, who might have a common language."

"I need to spend the weekend with my brother."

Han Sijun regularly goes to the swimming pool to learn swimming every Saturday afternoon.

"It's only for Saturday afternoon, you can still accompany him in other time." The principal said earnestly, "Besides, I have seen your brother, he is no problem in such a big restaurant, and he is fully capable of taking care of himself. You guys It’s not easy for the two brothers, so it’s better to earn more money to be protected.”

"Sorry, I can't answer." Han Ziqi didn't even hesitate, "I hope you understand."

"Ziqi, since this is the case, I'll tell you the truth. The child who needs to make up lessons belongs to the owner of the hotel where your brother works." The principal worried for him and said, "You said I already promised him for you, you If you refuse, then your brother's job..."

"You also know that your brother's cooking skills are really good, but there are too many chefs in restaurants, so there is no need to look for your brother." The principal's words became more and more straightforward, "He thought of you carefully, but you But it's like this... Hey, this kind of heart may not be able to change people's hearts."

Han Ziqi closed his eyes slightly, heaved a sigh of relief, subconsciously rubbed the knuckle of his index finger with the tip of his thumb, "That's good."

"That's right, our primary school students should help each other like this." The principal smiled happily, took out a pen and paper, "I'll write you the phone number and home address of the parents, there is a hurry, the class starts this weekend. "

"Okay, excuse me, principal." Han Ziqi took the paper from the principal.

The principal waved his hand, "I should be the one to trouble you."

Han Ziqi came out of the principal's office.

Being a tutor is small, how to persuade his brother next is the big one.The swimming pool is far away from his home, and the swimming coach his brother likes only works on Saturday afternoons.

Although his brother knew the way, Han Ziqi was worried that his brother would go alone.What's more, if he doesn't accompany him, his brother will definitely be sad.

He didn't want his brother to be sad, even just a little bit.

After school, Han Ziqi went to the store to buy a lollipop for his brother to comfort him.When he was about to check out, he saw a row of neatly arranged palm-sized mirrors on the shelf.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, and took it back before he touched it.

That person is leaving today.

Probably no need to buy this kind of thing again.

Then Han Ziqi turned around and went to the cash register, and put the lollipop and a plain mirror on the table.

When he was about to get home, the grandmother next door called him, "Ziqi, go over and have a look, your brother got into a fight with someone in the vegetable market just now."

Han Ziqi felt a chill go down his spine, and hurried to the place where the fight took place, but when he arrived, he found the surroundings were peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

Granny usually takes care of his family a lot, so there is no reason to lie to him.

Han Ziqi quickly called his brother and turned off the phone.

It must have been playing games secretly last night and forgot to charge it.

Han Ziqi's collar was soaked with sweat, and the sticky feeling made him even more irritable.

At last there was nowhere to be found, and he hurried home.

The moment the door was pushed open, what was heard was laughter and laughter in the room.

His brother is sitting on the sofa playing chess with Han Tingsong.

"Brother, how are you?" Han Ziqi changed his usual composure, "Where are you hurt?"

"It's okay, I just got into a fight with a group of social youths, and I just passed by and brought them back." Han Tingsong said.

Han Ziqi looked at the person beside him who shouldn't be here.

"Don't get me wrong, I left in the morning, and I happened to be passing by in the evening. I saw your brother being bullied and gave me a helping hand." As if worried that he would get angry, Han Tingsong was still trying to explain, "I definitely didn't mean to rely on you Don't go home."

"He was crying all the time before. I was worried that something was wrong with him, so I stayed with him for a while."

"Well, thanks." Han Ziqi turned his gaze back to his brother.

"It's a trivial matter, just repay you for taking me in for two days."

"The wound hasn't been treated." Han Ziqi said suddenly.

Han Tingsong quickly grabbed Han Sijun's slightly scratched arm, "It's dealt with, I'm afraid I'm not as good as you, so I took him to the hospital to find a doctor to get it done."

"It's not bad." Han Tingsong said while playing with the scratch on his brother's arm, "The doctor also said that I made a fuss, and there is no need to come here for this little injury."

"I didn't say my brother."

Han Ziqi turned his head to look at him, "It's you."