I want to have a relationship with you

Su Jingming looked at the unfamiliar Su Qicheng, his words were just right, making it impossible to find mistakes, just like a truly loving father.

Leaning against the cold wall, Su Qicheng's hypocritical face caused Su Jingming's stomach to churn.

Nausea.

Really disgusting.

Su Jingming rested his left hand on his right elbow, as if there was a dull pain in some places on his body.

"Mr. Su, you don't need to be so polite. The matter has not yet come to light. Our school also believes that student Su Jingming will not do such a thing. This time I asked you to come here, and I also want to tell you about the existence of student Su Jingming. The state of the school."

Director Li glanced at Zhou Hong.

Zhou Hong took over the conversation: "Student Su Jingming's grades are very good, but we found that Su Jingming seems a little withdrawn and doesn't like to communicate with his classmates."

Su Qicheng nodded and smiled, "This kid has been introverted since he was a child, and he doesn't like talking to people."

"We also hope that your parents can care more about your children. Now that children are in adolescence, it is time for parents to understand and enlighten their hearts. Children in this grade should be positive and optimistic."

Director Li nodded while listening, and echoed a few words by the way.

"Yes, our school still hopes that students will develop in an all-round way."

Su Qicheng nodded solemnly, "I understand the concerns of the teachers, and I will properly enlighten Su Jingming when I get back."

When he said this, his eyes slowly rested on Su Jingming.

Su Jingming pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids.His fingertips trembled unconsciously.

It was as if thousands of ants were swimming behind, and the tingling feeling of the scalp went from top to bottom, all the way to the tailbone.

Su Jingming quietly took a deep breath, and raised his eyes again to meet Su Qicheng's slightly crazy eyes.

That was Su Qicheng's usual look of domestic violence.

After Su Qicheng exchanged pleasantries with the teacher, he led Su Jingming out of the office.Su Jingming was exhausted all over, and his face gradually turned pale.He raised his eyes slowly, only the branches of the sycamore tree outside the teaching building were left, and the fallen leaves blown away by the wind swirled several times in the air, before finally falling slowly and disappearing before his eyes.

He still remembers the crazily growing branches and buds in spring, which he relied on to enjoy the shade in midsummer.

In a flash, spring and summer are gone.

Autumn is thick.

Su Jingming thought, why not these leaves, so that he will be reborn in the coming year.

Su Jingming felt that his idea was extremely ridiculous.

Maybe his very existence is a joke.

Silently following behind Su Qicheng, Su Qicheng's back looks very generous, and the muscles on his arms are so strong that even a thin coat can't resist it.

For a moment Su Jingming thought about running away, running away from this place, to a city where Su Qicheng wasn't there.

Walking out of the teaching building, Su Qicheng turned around dissatisfied, and asked, "You don't have anything to explain to me?"

"It's explained, will you listen?" Su Jingming asked back.

It's been a long time since school is over, and there are not many students left in the teaching building.

Su Jingming buckled his schoolbag with one hand and stood under the warm sun.The sun shone on his skin, making the bruises under his eyes more obvious.The gray school uniform no longer fits well, and the body hidden under the school uniform is thin and emaciated.

His eyes reflected the scenery of autumn, and the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of autumn.

Su Qicheng was holding back his breath, he was not easy to get angry at school.Restraining and forbearing the irritable emotions in his heart, he said in a deep voice, "Su Jingming, let's talk slowly when we get home."

Su Jingming hummed, his face full of indifference.

Su Jingming was dizzy and dizzy from the sun, even seeing Su Qicheng's back was doubled.

Turning around a few long alleys, there are countless advertisements on the mottled stone walls, and the long alleys in the city are crowded with people.

When I went to the residential building, I met Uncle Li and Aunt Li who were arguing again.

It was still for the little girl in the hair salon downstairs.

Su Qicheng happily persuaded him, this time Uncle Li didn't slam the door and leave, and Aunt Li didn't yell at her.

Su Jingming's fingers holding the schoolbag loosened slightly. Aunt Li looked at them and said enthusiastically, "Why don't you come in and have lunch? Old Su certainly didn't cook. It's hard work for the child to come with you at noon."

Su Qicheng waved his hand, "It's okay, I cooked at home, and I specially went to pick Jingming home for dinner."

Hearing this, Su Jingming subconsciously took a small step back.

After declining the kindness of Aunt Li's family, the father and son arrived at the door of the house.

Before Su Qicheng took out the key to open the door, Su Jingming's right wrist was firmly grabbed by Su Qicheng.

Su Qicheng pulled Su Jingming closer to him.

Su Qicheng's face instantly magnified in front of Su Jingming's eyes, his eyes were filled with shock and fear.

"Su Jingming, participating in a competition will ruin your reputation, how capable are you to steal the test paper?" He almost gritted his teeth, unable to hide the hostility all over his body.

"I do not have."

"Why did you learn to quibble? Just like your mother!"

"I said, I, didn't, did, did it!"

"Your mother is like this too! You are like this too! Do you think my Su family's face is enough for you to lose it?!"

Su Qicheng endured all the way, his heart was covered with too many thorns, and he was always looking for a breakthrough to vent.

Before he could bear to enter the room, Su Qicheng made a move on Su Jingming.

This time, he beat him harder than when he was drunk.

Came back to his senses again, Su Jingming braced himself against the pain in his abdomen, he bent over, his eyes were red.Still repeating in his mouth: "I didn't."

Su Qicheng's anger reached the extreme, his eyes were red, and there was a low gasp in the quiet old corridor.

From the beginning to the end, Su Jingming never hummed a word.

He looked at the stairs behind Su Jingming, but the steps of more than a dozen floors became long-distance in his eyes, with no end in sight.

In a daze, he saw a boy in a gray school uniform.

Eyes numb with anger, Su Qicheng raised his foot, and as Su Jingming expected, kicked him down the stairs.

The residential buildings in the long alley, the walls mottled with time, and the inseparable human fireworks outside the walls.While Su Jingming fell backwards, he smiled at Su Qicheng.

It seemed like a relief.

But it is not.

Suddenly, what he said to Ren Wei rang in his ears.

I have no position, he gave birth to me and raised me, it is considered repayment.

Su Jingming thought, if one day Su Qicheng wanted his own life.

He is also willing to give.

As if the pause button was pressed at this moment, many images flashed through Su Jingming's mind.

I saw a family that hadn't changed since childhood.

The curtains in the living room are always Cheng Hui's favorite light blue.

Su Qicheng would sit with him on the sofa and watch his favorite Dijia.

Su Jingming nestled in Su Qicheng's arms when he was young: "I will be a hero like Di Jia in the future, with light and justice."

At that time, Su Qicheng was also a loving father in the true sense. He would touch Su Jingming's head and say patiently: "Okay, we Jingming will bring all the light and justice in the world and become others' heroes."

The scene of that year, like yesterday, is clearly engraved in Su Jingming's mind.

Years are always rushing, year after year, spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed again and again.

I seem to be living in a dream, but I can't tell the difference between dream and reality.

Su Jingming didn't know what happened next, he only knew that in the end, he fell into a warm embrace.

Someone whispered in his ear: "Little hero."

It is the deepest corner of the abyss, a gap is opened, and a gentle light penetrates in.

The siren of the ambulance resounded in every corner of the long alley, and the crowds of people staying at the bottom of the residential building were completely blocked.

Su Qicheng never thought that things would turn out like this.

He followed the ambulance in despair, his hands and feet were still trembling slightly.

The nurse at the side saw that something was wrong with Su Qicheng, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Su Qicheng immediately opened his eyes wide, staring at the nurse.

"I..." He stammered, "My son...and his..."

Nurses often see family members who are too nervous to speak.She comforted in a soft voice: "Your son and his classmates will be fine, don't be too nervous."

Su Qicheng's eyes were erratic, he rubbed his fingers vigorously, his head was buzzing violently, and other voices kept echoing in his ears.

"Su Qicheng, why did you save him?"

"Shouldn't you hate Su Jingming the most?"

"Why save him, just let him die!"

Suddenly, Su Qicheng slapped himself on the head violently, scaring the nurse next to him to come over and grab him.However, Su Qicheng's strength was too great, and he almost knocked down the nurse onto Su Jingming who was lying on the emergency bed.

"What are you doing? Calm down!"

"Quick, tranquilizer!"