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When we got to the classroom, the weird little shadow disappeared.After a while, Gu Jia appeared at the back door of the classroom and gestured to Qiu Liang to reassure him.Probably the shadow following the two of them was a lonely ghost running from somewhere else, and Gu Jia had chased him away.

Gu Jia said that she took a penny to do a good job, but she regarded Yu Qiuliang as her friend, her little brother, and she would not be so clear about her account with her brother.Doing things with money, paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand, are all the rhetoric she made up to blackmail Yu Xiasheng's money.Yu Xiasheng didn't know what she was planning, but Yu Qiuliang was clear about it, but even if Gu Jia made more money from Yu Xiasheng, the money could only be used by the dead, and Yu Qiuliang couldn't get one or two banknotes. .Whether he cares about this matter or not, it will neither harm nor benefit him, so he doesn't bother to expose Gu Jia's tricks, and he is still a brother and sister with Gu Jia.

Yu Qiuliang sat down next to the radiator, and let out a long sigh of relief.Gu Jia disappeared again, probably to stare at Wang Lin in the second year of high school.It is also good luck to think that Wang Lin has such an obedient daughter who will accompany her every step of the way. Even if Gu Jia is not by her side in the future, but will get into her belly, in order to repay Gu Jia's love for protecting herself, Yu Qiuliang will have to After taking Gu Jia's class, she protected Wang Lin on behalf of her senior sister.

The relationship between them is really too complicated: Wang Lin is Yu Qiuliang's junior, and Yu Qiuliang is Gu Jia's junior. The three of them are like three closely connected circles, forming a weird circle. chain.Every time Yu Qiuliang mentioned the issue of seniority in the future, the senior sister would lose her temper with him, but they laughed and quarreled, but they both knew in their hearts that when Gu Jia really regained her life, she would no longer be Gu Jia , and become a whole new child.She will never recognize Yu Qiuliang again.As for Wang Lin, that would be the only sliver of their relationship left.

Although he was sitting in the classroom, Yu Qiuliang was not willing to study at all.His heart was already wild, and he flew to the wilderness with the winter wind whistling.Just as he was wandering aimlessly, there was a knock on the window suddenly, he was startled, thinking that it was Gu Jia making trouble again, but when he turned his head to look, he found that the cat was outside the window.

The cat hadn't seen this beloved concubine for a long time, and even though there were no tears in his eyes when they met again, the kindness was still there.It knocked on the window glass with its tail, urging Yu Qiuliang to open the window to welcome it into the house. Seeing the little emperor in the campus, Yu Qiuliang couldn't help beaming with joy, regardless of the fact that he was only wearing a thin coat, he opened his eyes happily window.

"Hey!" Song Ciran had just taken off his coat when a gust of wind suddenly blew from outside. The wind was so fierce that it overturned the thin notebook on his desk.The thin notebook was blown to the ground with a thud, and Song Ciran hurried to pick it up, but the back waist was exposed, and the skin and flesh were blown by the wind, and there was a layer of goose bumps.It's not long since he caught a cold, so naturally he didn't want to go back to the previous days of suffering. In order to get revenge, he lifted up his notebook, threw it on the table, and then rushed to Yu Qiuliang's side, grabbing his cold hands Touching Qiuliang's waist.

As soon as Yu Qiuliang put the cat owner in, he was thinking about how to serve the master happily, when two cold hands covered his waist.He was startled, and subconsciously wanted to yell, but immediately realized that it was not a ghost but his deskmate, so his exclamation was abruptly bent, and he stabbed back into his stomach.The cat owner squinted his eyes, lying on Qiu Liang's desk, looking like a nobleman from a family.It has a noble status and should be self-reliant, so it doesn't bother to manage the slapstick of the servants.

Others' desks were covered with blue tablecloths, but Yu Qiuliang's desk was not.When he was young and frivolous, he wrote a lot of radical remarks on the tablecloth. Later, after that age, he began to feel ashamed of his past actions, so he took the tablecloth away, and since then put him in the sidelines and never mentioned it again.Indeed, in summer, a layer of tablecloth will make people feel stuffy, but if it is winter, the tablecloth becomes a weapon to keep warm. In autumn, the tablecloth is missing a layer of cloth, which is hard and cold. Cat owner Lying unsteadily, he jumped down after a while, and rubbed against Qiuliang's body stickily.

Yu Qiuliang was always at home these days, and he didn't wear a school uniform, but Yu Xiasheng was always hardworking, and the day he changed his school uniform, he had already washed it clean.When he went out this morning, Yu Qiuliang was wearing clean clothes, and he was in a much better mood, but now, this school uniform, which had just been washed for a long time, was stained with the long fur of the cat owner.Yu Qiuliang grinned, and only hoped that Yu Xiasheng would be more lenient this time, so that he wouldn't be beaten into a miserable mess.

For some reason, Song Ciran felt that Yu Qiuliang's body was hotter than before. He looked at his friend's face in disbelief, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but after a while, he closed his mouth again, taking it with peace of mind. Yu Qiuliang made a stove to warm his hands.In the face of actual interests, all doubts are unnecessary, Song Ciran does not ask for an explanation, he only asks for a warm hand.He happily swayed around, Yu Qiuliang saw him getting carried away, curled his lips indistinctly, and felt that this guy was extremely annoying.

Some people, they are duplicity creatures, and Yu Qiuliang is exactly such a creature.He is not the same on the outside, and the inside and the outside are inconsistent. There is a huge mountain in his heart, but only a small sharp corner is exposed on the outside; sometimes, what is hidden under the sharp corner is not a mountain, but other similar Mountains are totally different things.He finds Song Ciran very annoying, but he doesn't resist the other party's clinging to him. Instead, he hopes that the other party will play with him more; he feels that it is difficult to clean up the cat's hair if it gets on his body, but he will never drive the cat out. On the contrary, He teased the cat again and again, until the uncle cat let out a satisfied cry.

In the silent classroom, this not-so-loud cry was very clear.The substitute English teacher looked over, and Song Ciran hastily withdrew Yu Qiuliang's hand stuck in his clothes.Yu Qiuliang's eyelashes twitched slightly, as if he had met the English teacher's gaze, but the English teacher didn't say anything, only paused for a moment, and then continued her lecture.Yu Qiuliang also didn't say anything, he lowered his head and continued to touch the cat, but it was obvious that his movements were not as distracted as before.

The cat owner protested this, and it patted the back of Yu Qiuliang's hand lightly with its tail, telling its concubine not to be distracted, and to serve it with all her heart.Instead of calling back Yu Qiuliang's soul, its beating made the soul that had already flown out of the body fly higher and farther.The cat became anxious now, and it meowed twice, put its little head in Qiu Liang's hand as if to flatter it, and rubbed Yu Qiu Liang's hand condescendingly.Song Ciran also wanted to tease the cat, but at the moment his eyes were red with jealousy, Yu Qiuliang probably noticed his sight, the wandering soul finally returned to its place, his eyes moved flexibly again, and his pair of skillful hands moved gently. Gently stroked the cat's back.

"Why does it always stick to you?" Song Ciran didn't get a chance to tease the cat until the end of get out of class.He watched the cat jump off Yu Qiuliang's lap and swagger out of the classroom, feeling his teeth itching.He really wanted to follow, brazenly sticking behind the cat's buttocks, he was willing to be the cat's owner as a shit-shoveling officer.Yu Qiuliang glanced at him, knowing that he was still thinking about the kitten that was sent away by his father.It all happened in the first year of high school, who knew that Song Ciran could remember it so clearly!The kitten that was sent away has become his heart disease, his obsession.

"Alas—" Yu Qiuliang sighed leisurely, half jokingly half regretfully said, "Since we parted from you, I see all cats are like you."

The original sentence was changed beyond recognition by him, but this did not prevent Song Ciran from understanding what he meant.They have been friends for so many years, and Song Ciran can always hear something behind the strings in Yu Qiuliang's words.He knew that Yu Qiuliang was making fun of him about the kitten, but he was not angry, and even retorted: "Since I met you, I have always been in my eyes and mind, you are also on the desktop of the phone, and you are also on the lock screen— —" He leaned closer, laughed haha, and asked mysteriously at the same time: "Is that you on the computer desktop?"

The last time he saw Yu Qiuliang's lock screen, he actually remembered it firmly in his heart.Yu Qiuliang's face changed color with a brush, as if he had just been fished out of boiling water, and the top of his head was still steaming.He's not that thin-skinned, he's shy about locking his phone, he's just remembering his weird teenage agitation.That harmful physiological reaction, whenever he thinks about it, often messes up, people are often harmed by their own physiological reaction, he is a living example.

Seeing that he reacted so strongly, Song Ciran was too embarrassed to tease him again, just as the cat owner came back from a walk, it stepped on the school bell and jumped onto their desks again.This time, the cat owner decided to change his taste. Instead of looking for Yu Qiuliang, he crawled on Song Ciran's table instead.Song Ciran was overjoyed, and immediately threw his tablemate out of the blue sky, and went to serve the cat master wholeheartedly.

Yu Qiuliang had an ominous premonition in his heart, and felt empty, as if he had forgotten something.He sat there blankly, thinking for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.He didn't go home at noon today and had to eat at school because Yu Xiasheng couldn't come back.Fortunately, there is no late study today, Yu Xiasheng promised to pick him up early.

He is very confused now, he feels that going to school brings him not only physical pain, but more terrible psychological pain; maybe his little discomfort is insignificant compared with the more serious situation, but he It's the person involved, and as far as he feels, this little discomfort is enough for him to drink a pot.He didn't know why he was constantly irritable, he just knew that his soul seemed to be split in two.These two halves of souls have different ideas: one half wants to climb up, climb to a higher place, get into a good university, finish the university seriously and then take the postgraduate entrance examination, while the other half wants to stop here and never move forward , be an ordinary person, be a coward who escapes reality.Those who seem to be different from most people are called cowards.And, beyond that, he didn't quite know what he could and would do.Therefore, he is a waste and a coward.

The two halves of the soul kept tearing at him, leaving him in a state of anxiety.He wanted to do something to help others, but he felt there was very little he could do.If he doesn't improve, maybe he can do even less.His mind was muddled, he didn't know what he could do, he lay down on the table in frustration, hiding his face in his arms.

His soul sank slowly, and he was fast asleep again.The Chinese teacher's voice was extremely soft and could not arouse his spirit.The cat's tail stretched out from Song Ciran's desk, and gently brushed his cheek. Half asleep and half awake, he remembered his previous argument.

Some of the things he had said in the past seemed to him after a while to make no sense, and he could not recall why he had said them at the time.As for the other part of the remarks, even after many years, he may not feel that they are wrong, and even developed a new understanding.Yu Qiuliang now began to think again, whether it is better to be a sad person or a happy animal.The benefits of being a human seem to be more than that of animals, because in today's human society, people can enjoy more benefits.However, while enjoying rights, people also have to fulfill obligations. In addition to the obligations that must be performed, other people's comments and pointers have also become heavy shackles.Everyone walks in chains, but some of them use money and power to break the chains.

Most people's entanglement and confusion stem from poverty. The most difficult thing in the world to heal is the heart disease caused by poverty.Yu Qiuliang's family is not considered poor, but he actually doesn't get much.He thought, envying the rich is not a shameful thing, if he had money, he would bury himself in a pile of books, and when he finally died, only books and books were left in the room, piles of papers into his tomb.He thought about it, and suddenly smiled, his mind became clearer.He was always thinking about such unrealistic problems, whether they could be realized or not.Not to mention whether he has the possibility of being a happy animal, he cannot solve the problem of money alone.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, if he thought about it any more, he would fall into a trap.He sometimes feels that human society is a huge conspiracy, and equality in the true sense cannot be realized at all, because natural defects cannot be eliminated by any laws and regulations.To put it bluntly, if a person is born a waste, or some circumstances make him a waste the day after tomorrow, then his chances of turning over are pitifully small.Yu Qiuliang doesn't like to drink chicken soup, he thinks those stories are too fake and unreal.

People should never think that the world they live in is perfect. There are always some darkness that most people cannot see.Yu Qiuliang may have seen one of them, but he has never seen a darker one, or a slightly brighter one.People's cognition of things is subject to subjective influence. There are always slight differences between the world in this person's eyes and the world in that person's eyes, although their worlds are generally the same.

Yu Qiuliang didn't eat at noon. He was in a bad mood and lost his appetite. He wasn't hungry.

Song Ciran went to the cafeteria with another classmate, and when he came back, he still remembered to bring two rolls to the tablemate.Yu Qiuliang was woken up by him, smelling the aroma of flower rolls and grilled sausages, he felt hungry.He took out a few dollars from his pocket, put them on Song Ciran's table, and said thank you in a low voice.

Song Ciran handed him the lunch and stood there staring at him without making a sound.

"What's wrong?" Yu Qiuliang's heart was trembling, his mouth was still stuffed with food, and he raised his head hastily.Song Ciran seemed to be in a daze, and Yu Qiuliang asked him aloud before he came back to his senses.There was water in his eyes, and under the sunlight, they were as bright as black gemstones. These were the eyes of a vigorous child.Facing his eyes, Yu Qiuliang couldn't help feeling ashamed, lowered his head, and chewed the food in his mouth carefully.He hated his own eyes, they were stagnant waters and nothing stirred their waves.

"Graduation in a few months." Song Ciran pulled out the chair and sat down beside Yu Qiuliang.The cat owner didn't know where to go, maybe it also went to the cafeteria to eat.So far, Yu Qiuliang has never seen the cat owner eating, which may be because he seldom goes to the cafeteria.

Yu Qiuliang finished eating the flower rolls slowly, got up and threw the plastic bag into the trash can at the back of the classroom.He didn't know Song Ciran's special intention when he mentioned graduation at this time, but he still followed the other party's words: "When you graduate, which school do you want to go to?"

"The girl I told you about last time... I will go wherever she goes." Song Ciran smiled.The further he spoke, the lower his voice, as if this matter was an ulterior secret.Yu Qiuliang was amused by him, but fortunately he didn't take in the cold air, otherwise he would hiccup again.

Song Ciran thought he was making fun of him, and his face turned red like a big tomato.He hesitated for a long time, and finally became furious, and punched Yu Qiuliang on the back: "What about you? Where are you going? Or I can go with you, and then we can play together in college."

"No, let's learn from you." Yu Qiuliang smiled again, "I don't plan to go to school."

"Why?" Song Ciran was taken aback, "If you don't plan to go to school, then what are you going to do?"

What is Yu Qiuliang planning to do?He himself does not know.He didn't seem to have considered what kind of job to look for, nor had he considered how to live.Truth be told, the only thing he wanted was for everything to end quickly, and with it his own life.Living in this world, he really can't stand it, and anxiety always takes up the majority.

It suddenly occurred to him that Gu Jia can start another new life, as long as he is willing to leave, it seems that he can leave.But he has nowhere to go.So, did Yu Xiasheng and Lu Huaiming leave him here to continue studying and living, or did he trap himself in the same place?Was he that desperate?

He thought for a long time.In the end, he felt that hope and despair were equally divided in his heart, but despair often overwhelmed hope and engulfed his whole heart.

As expected, Yu Xiasheng kept his word. Before the bell rang, Yu Qiuliang saw him at the school gate with about ten minutes left.Yu Qiuliang's seat is next to the window, and he can clearly see the school gate, but Yu Xiasheng standing outside the gate cannot see him, because Yu Xiasheng is facing the teaching building, and there are many windows in the teaching building, Yu Xiasheng Can't remember exactly which window belongs to his child.

In the afternoon, the cat didn't come, maybe it was going to another class, and luckily it had another favorite concubine.Yu Qiuliang felt that having a cat was not as good as being raised by Yu Xiasheng. If he had a cat, the cat's eyes might not only be pretending to be him, but he was being raised by Yu Xiasheng, and Yu Xiasheng really only pretended to be in his eyes. gave him a child.

Song Ciran saw that his deskmate was looking out of the window all the time, so he leaned over to take a look.At this time, there were few pedestrians at the school gate, and few parents had come. Yu Xiasheng was tall and stood out among the parents, so he was quickly caught by Song Ciran's sharp eyes.Song Ciran let out a "Yo" in a fuss, with a long ending: "I'm here to pick you up again!"

"If you move to my house, he will pick you up in the future." Yu Qiuliang was eager to return home, and started to pack his things now.He put away the scattered books and papers on the desktop neatly, and stuffed the pen into the schoolbag.Song Ciran smacked his lips, tasting a little sour: "If I were your father, I would take you home too."

"Crazy." Yu Qiuliang said, "Don't be my father, you can't bear it."

On the way home, the uneasiness in Yu Qiuliang's heart became more and more obvious.He always felt that there was a man-eating monster not far in front of him, waiting for him to throw himself into the trap with its mouth wide open.He couldn't explain why he felt uneasy, he only knew that people who are sick often feel inexplicably uneasy.He didn't dare to tell Yu Xiasheng, on the one hand, he was afraid that the other party would be worried, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would ask him.A question doesn't become a problem if it is easy to answer.

Today's first floor is more messy than before, Yu Qiuliang stepped on the stairs, staring blankly at the green debris on the ground.He knew this stuff, it was a splinter of a beer bottle, someone was drinking in here and smashed the bottle.After climbing a few more steps, he saw white broken porcelain again. He didn't recognize this kind of wine, and he didn't know what brand it was, but he was familiar with this kind of bottle.He trembled all over, bent down suddenly, dragged out a black bag from the corner, and handed it to Yu Xiasheng.

"The flower is dead, throw it outside for me, okay?" Yu Qiuliang begged, "Go downstairs and wait for me, I will call you later..."

Yu Xiasheng instinctively felt something was wrong, he had never seen Yu Qiuliang speak with such a tone and attitude.He hesitated for a moment, but still took the black plastic bag. Withered flowers poked out from inside. Its branches were too fragile and would break if touched lightly.how long has it been dead

Yu Qiuliang stood at the window in the corridor and looked down, he saw Yu Xiasheng coming out of the unit door.Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the schoolbag strap was suddenly grabbed from behind.The other party pulled him hard, and the smell of alcohol hit his face, making him frown.

"Change the locks? Who told you to change the locks?" the man yelled, "Are you fucking capable? Let me ask you, who told you to change the locks?"

"Where I live, can I change the lock?" Yu Qiuliang whispered.

The man slapped him across the face, and then shoved him hard on the shoulder. His back hit the wall, covered with a layer of white ash.He covered his face, at least he blocked the punch to the chin, but the other party saw that he dared to block, so he grabbed his wrist, grabbed his hair and slammed into the wall.People who have drunk, their behavior is out of control, they just do what they want.Yu Qiuliang didn't dare to respond, wanted to resist but couldn't move, the wine bottle hit him, and his shoulders hurt, maybe it was scratched by broken glass, or maybe it was a bruise.He gritted his teeth and said, "If you hit me again, the school uniform will be broken."

If the school uniform is broken, you have to spend money to buy it again.As soon as the man heard him say this, he became more and more furious, and his mouth changed to a insulting way: "You prodigal son, you will spend money when you are alive! You die, eat my father's and drink my father's! I will kill you!" you!"

Yu Qiuliang's tears flowed down at once, through the teardrops he vaguely glimpsed a figure at the bottom of the stairs, and immediately cried even harder.The man found that he was crying, but he didn't stop, but continued to curse: "What are you crying for? You're the fucker! Trash!"

Yu Qiuliang squatted on the ground, his ears buzzing.Yes, he is a waste, and this alcoholic is the father of a waste.

He was silent, and he was indifferent to the beatings and insults.What does that have to do with him?He closed his eyes tightly and tried his best to protect his head and face from being kicked in the head by those fists and feet.All over him, only his brain is still valuable and capable of thinking. Everything can be destroyed, except his brain.

The man finally left, smashing a few wine bottles on the door before leaving.There might still be wine left in the bottle, and Yu Qiuliang could smell their scent.The alcoholic smelled it happily, but he wanted to vomit after smelling it.

too disgusting.

He stood up with a broken chair in the corner, his legs still a little weak.He wiped his face and smiled at Yu Xiasheng who was standing on the first floor: "The clothes are dirty again, please."

Yu Xiasheng's throat moved, as if he had said something, but Yu Qiuliang couldn't hear it, or he just didn't want to hear it.He couldn't wipe away his tears, he felt that his current appearance was probably ugly.

The devilish voice screamed frantically in his head: "You coward, rice bug! Waste, coward! There is no use for you to live!"

The ominous dream came true.