The paranoid milk dog is actually me

In the end, Xie Anheng was still not willing to let Xie Xingzhi take him home.

"Brother, take a good rest and call 120 if you feel unwell."

The two stood downstairs in the guest house, he was holding Xie Xingzhi's sleeve, and he couldn't hide the tension in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll pay attention." Xie Xingzhi couldn't help touching his head, "You should also take a shower early and go to bed, and you have class tomorrow. Brother is fine, don't think about it, huh?"

Xie Anheng nodded.

He hugged Xie Xingzhi intimately again, and watched the latter go upstairs.

Back home, Father Xie was still watching TV.

Just as Xie Anheng was about to enter the room, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Where did you go?"

Xie Anheng: "I didn't go anywhere, I just got out of school after the game."

"The competition ends at nine o'clock?" Father Xie turned around quickly, "The boy from the old grandson's family next door has already returned, you think this thing on your father's neck doesn't exist, right?"

Seeing that his tone was wrong, Xie Anheng raised his foot and ran to the room.

As soon as he ran, Father Xie got up immediately: "Where are you hiding? What are you hiding?"

But before he had time, Xie Anheng had already slammed the door.

"Open the door for me!" Father Xie lost the money, and he was suffocated in his heart, but now he was even more annoyed, and kicked him several times, "Damn, bad luck, did you read the book into the dog's stomach? In addition to wasting your father's money, it is to make your father angry, and now you can't even teach you a lesson, right? And you have learned to lie?!"

"Participate in the competition, I think you are a fart! Just like that girl, you know how to lose money to me! The whole **** only knows to think of you when you are short of money! Do you think I am a fool? Huh?"

The wooden door was slammed by Father Xie and banged.

Xie Anheng shrank in the room, staring closely at the only shaky lock on the door.

"Sooner or later, I will quit your studies. What kind of tricks did you learn? Go out and make money for your father."

Father Xie drank, was drunk, smashed it a few times and failed to break it. He scolded all the poker players in the neighborhood again, swayed to the sofa and continued watching the football game.

Xie Anheng didn't dare to go out, and waited until the outside was completely quiet before he quietly went to wash up under the faucet in the yard.

But it was completely different from what happened at home. The next day, when Xie Anheng entered the campus, he received attention from many people.

He put down his schoolbag in class and handed in his homework habitually. The team leader who was talking to the students next to him suddenly stopped and smiled at him: "Xie Anheng? Why did you come here? We have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Xie Anheng frowned: "Wait for me?"

"Yeah, you were so handsome yesterday!" The classmate next to him also said, "We all thought that this time the No. [-] Middle School would win the competition. You beat that Zhang Fan, it's really amazing!"

"That's right, that's Zhang Fan. You haven't heard him speak, have you? I sat in the front and heard him tell their teacher that the playoff game meant that we would lose one more game. His nostrils were turned upside down. I'm getting mad..."

"Hahahaha, in the end, Xie Anheng won. The teacher of No. [-] Middle School scolded him directly on the podium. His expression made me laugh so hard!"

"He's a shameless villain, even if he loses the game, he's playing tricks..."

The whole class replayed yesterday's game with great interest, looking at him excitedly while talking.

It was the first time to receive such enthusiastic pursuit, Xie Anheng stood in the middle of the aisle, a little dazed for a while.

"Here comes the devil—"

In an instant, everyone ejected and started, and everyone took their positions.

The class quieted down at the speed of light within a few seconds, and the noisy discussion turned into the sound of reading aloud.

Only Xie Anheng was left standing.

The girl next to him wanted to remind him, but it was too late, the Chinese teacher had already stepped on her little height and rushed into the classroom.

"Good morning~" She was holding a stack of notebooks, walking briskly, obviously in a good mood.

The classmates in the audience watched her bow her head and turn the pages of the book, and they didn't dare to show their anger.

The girl hurriedly signaled him to return to his seat quickly with her eyes, and Xie Anheng finally realized it.

He just took a step back—

"Thank you Anheng!"

There was an instant silence in the classroom.

The Chinese teacher approached with a "thump, thump, thump."

Xie Anheng lowered his eyelashes, scolding was probably inevitable, and he might be driven to the corridor to stand for a class.

In the next second, the shoulder was patted lightly by the Chinese teacher.

Xie Anheng raised his eyes.

The Chinese teacher smiled.

"Thank you, Anheng..."

Approval appeared in her eyes: "The math competition won the only promotion place in our district, it's amazing!"

Xie Anheng was slightly taken aback.

The Chinese teacher turned around again: "Student Xie Anheng is usually very serious and hardworking. Only at critical moments can he have such good grades and win glory for our No. [-] Middle School. Everyone should learn from him!"

"Good! Learn from Xie Anheng!"

A boy yelled, followed by applause in the class, and stopped reciting the book. Everyone looked at Xie Anheng excitedly. After all, this is a Chinese teacher. None of them had ever seen her praise her so kindly. who.

Only then did the Chinese teacher look at him again: "Keep going, don't be complacent. Okay, go back to your seat."

Xie Anheng sat back in his seat, his hands were still trembling while turning the pages of the book, he couldn't tell what it was like, his heart was warm, it was amazing.

When there was a commotion in the classroom for a while, the Chinese teacher clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, stop, memorize for another 5 minutes, and then write silently!"

"what……"

There was howling in the classroom.

"Xie Anheng..." Zou Miao called him beside him in a low voice.

He rarely turned around.

Zou Miao's eyes lit up: "How is your brother, is he okay?"

"..." Xie Anheng returned to indifference, "He's fine."

That being said, he doesn't know whether Xie Xingzhi is okay or not.

After school was over, Xie Anheng grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out, wanting to see him as soon as possible.But He Mingxu stopped him in the corridor.

Xie Anheng said coldly, "Get out of the way."

"I have something to tell you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zou Miao ran over to interrupt him: "He Mingxu, you are not allowed to bully Xie Anheng anymore!"

He Mingxu: "Who said I want to bully him? I want to apologize to him..."

"I don't believe you, you are violent, you definitely want to hit him!" Zou Miao blocked him, "Xie Anheng, run, I will stop him for you!"

He Mingxu: "..."

Xie Anheng didn't want to talk to these two people at all, he turned around and went down the stairs on the other side.

The two behind him were still arguing endlessly, one stopped the other and chased him, and they followed him all the way to the school gate.

Xie Anheng was terribly quarreled by them, and there were so many parents waiting for school, he tiptoed everywhere but couldn't see the figure he was looking for.

"Cousin—" Zou Miao chattered with He Mingxu, and suddenly shouted, "Come and help, He Mingxu wants to thank Anheng again!"

As soon as Xie Anheng looked up, he saw Cen Xiangyang's face.

He subconsciously had a hunch in his heart: "Where's my brother?"

Cen Xiangyang obviously also came for him, and pushed the other two children aside: "Your brother is unable to come back today, he asked me to tell you."

Xie Anheng asked urgently: "Is he not feeling well?"

"No, no, what are you thinking about? Your brother is looking for a place to stay. He can't live in that small guest house all the time, right? He just happened to fancy a place and signed a contract."

Xie Anheng obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll wait for him to come back."

"Hiss, you bastard..." Cen Xiangyang knew he was not that easy to deal with, "He really can't come back, here, your brother asked me to give you this, he told you to eat dinner well."

He took out the milk given by Xie Xingzhi from his bag, took another red ticket and stuffed it into Xie Anheng's hand, it was brand new, the same as what Xie Xingzhi gave last time.

"Do you believe me now?" He put his hips on his hips, "Your brother also told you to buy a good meal and not eat junk food, or he will spank your ass when he comes back."

Xie Anheng's face froze for half a second, and he gave him a cold look: "My brother won't hit me."

Cen Xiangyang: "..."

Of course Xie Xingzhi would not say such a thing, the last half sentence was added by Cen Xiangyang himself.

He gritted his teeth and muttered something you are used to, and waved his hands: "Do whatever you like, anyway, you grow up to be a dwarf because of your disobedience, and I am not the one who feels uncomfortable."

Xie Anheng paused.

In the next second, Cen Xiangyang's hand was empty, and the milk was gone.

He turned around again, Xie Anheng had already walked away without looking back.

Passing by a restaurant on the street, Xie Anheng thought for a while, and took out the unused change from last time: "Boss, I want a portion of two meat and three vegetables."

"Hey, okay, wait a minute." This is the most expensive set meal in the store, and the boss's attitude is very good, "Take it, there is free soup, can I get you a serving?"

Xie Anheng glanced at the big pot of soup next to him: "Yes."

He tied the rice carefully and put it in the schoolbag together with the milk, and the soup could only be carried in his hand.

Back home, Xie Anheng was absent for the first time, Xie Anheng hid the soup bowl behind his back and slipped into the room.

"How do you know you're coming back today?" He was startled as soon as he entered the door, and the room smelled of alcohol.

Father Xie sat in front of his desk, threw away his half-smoked cigarette, and stamped it out: "What are you holding?"

Xie Anheng pursed his lips and did not move.

His eyes fell behind Father Xie.

The cufflinks he hid under the padding were lying quietly on the table at this moment, shimmering under the light.

Next to him is his box, and all the things Xie Xingzhi gave him.

Finally, there was a [-] bill held between Father Xie's fingers, which was left over from last time. The [-] bill was carried by him, and the [-] bill was hidden with the cufflinks.

Xie Anheng took a step back.

Father Xie got up abruptly, and dragged him into the room with his big hands all over his body: "Run, I told you to run! You are a cheater, you lied, and you stole my money. I mean, why have you been doing something evil lately? Money is getting more and more The less, it turned out to be you..."

He closed the door loudly: "I'm living with you, feeding you and living in you, and you're going to treat me with this? Huh?"

Xie Anheng was overwhelmed by him, the soup splashed all over the floor, and splashed onto his hands, making him shiver.

"What?" Father Xie frowned.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xie Anheng suddenly stood up and rushed to the table, grabbing the cufflinks into his palm.

"You turned against you?!" Father Xie thought he was going to resist, so he kicked him on the leg, and the force of the grown man directly kicked him to the knees, so painful that he couldn't make a sound.

His actions irritated Father Xie, who was already drunk, and the middle-aged man suddenly became furious: "You are not familiar with it! I will kill you!"

The moment the dense fists and feet came down, he still couldn't hold back his painful moan.

elder brother……

Bear with it, I have to go find my brother tomorrow.

Xie Anheng gritted his teeth and curled up to protect his head.

Lanyuan District.

"Hey, it's raining a lot outside..." The landlord sent Xie Xingzhi downstairs, and she had a good impression of this gentle and straightforward tenant.

So she said to Xie Xingzhi: "Why don't you wait for me downstairs, I'll go up and get you an umbrella, it's raining too much."

Xie Xingzhi glanced outside the glass door. It was raining heavily at night, and it would take at least a few minutes to take a taxi from here to the front of the community.

He didn't refuse: "Okay, thank you."

The landlord hurried into the elevator: "Hey, you're welcome, wait a minute."

This neighborhood is far away from the shantytowns, but Xie Xingzhi is very familiar with it, because it was the first house he bought in his previous life.

It is not a high-end configuration, but it is a new building, and the price is not too high at this time. The most important thing is that it is close to another middle school, which is the best school in Manbei City.

So Xie Xingzhi came here to rent a house without hesitation.

Borrowing an umbrella from the landlord, Xie Xingzhi hailed a taxi and returned to the shanty town.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and it was raining so hard that there were almost no people on the street.

Xie Xing got out of the car, thinking that Xie Anheng was probably already asleep at this point, so he planned to go straight back to the guest house.

But when he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered the expression on the child looking up at him in the hospital last night.

Eyes were red, full of worry.

Xie Xingzhi stood for a few seconds before deciding to go to Xie's house to have a look.

Say no to say goodnight to the child from the window.

The surroundings are very quiet, only the sound of rain.

He walked near the bungalow, and suddenly heard a slight movement in the alley not far away through the rain curtain.

That place is a dump.

Xie Xingzhi remembered it very clearly.

When he was a child, every time he couldn't stand the beating, he would run there to hide. Father Xie never found him, because he never expected him to hide in such a dirty place.

Xie Xingzhi quickened his pace and walked over.

"Boom—" A flash of lightning pierced the night.

The umbrella in Xie Xingzhi's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Anheng!!"

Xie Xingzhi rushed over and hugged him into his arms: "Xie Anheng, wake up, Xie Anheng..."

Toddlers huddled next to the rubbish heap, and the downpour made the thin plastic baffle above them useless.

He was drenched all over, the blood from the wound on his body mixed with the sewage gurgled out, his face was as white as paper, and the breath he exhaled was weak and hot.

As if sensing Xie Xingzhi, he opened his eyes extremely weakly, moved his lips, and handed over his hand again.

Xie Xingzhi held his cold palm and touched something hard.

He opened it up and saw that it was a cuff button. He had held it for too long, and it almost didn't get into the flesh of the child's palm.