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Sincerity is sincerity in disguise, and as for punishment, it still has to be carried out.Yu Qiuliang was lying in Yu Xiasheng's office, feeling ashamed.He felt that the old ghost hit too hard, although this time the hit was even lighter than last time.Du Xiaoyuan was in a good mood today, and took the initiative to take care of Yu Qiuliang whose butt was swollen from beatings, but Yu Qiuliang felt that she was happy because she saw herself being beaten.

Yu Qiuliang's heart is like a mirror, and he guesses Du Xiaoyuan's thoughts very closely.Du Xiaoyuan originally wanted to catch the day when Yu Xiasheng was not around, and secretly gave Yu Qiuliang a stick education, but Yu Xiasheng couldn't hold back without her hands, and took care of the bear boy himself.Bear kids should be beaten.Du Xiaoyuan was happy in his heart, but his face was very calm, like a pool of stagnant water, whose waves could not be disturbed by the breeze.Yu Qiuliang lay on the sofa, pretending to be a pity that he was about to die, Du Xiaoyuan believed it, but he forgot that Yu Qiuliang was a dead brat—he didn't have any anger at all, so how could he be "Qi Ruoyousi"?This clumsy acting skill is full of loopholes, and it can only be used to deceive Du Xiaoyuan.

Du Xiaoyuan is busy with work, and her busyness is no less than that of Yu Xiasheng.She sat for a while, said one or two bad things about Yu Xiasheng to Qiuliang, and Yu Qiuliang echoed, finally, Du Xiaoyuan was satisfied, and left the office with her briefcase.Yu Qiuliang turned over and lay on his side on the sofa, with his arms folded in front of his chest, pouted and looking at the bookcase not far away.This is said to be Yu Xiasheng's office, why can't Yu Xiasheng come here?Meeting every day, what will happen!

Only idlers can feel that meetings are unnecessary.Yu Qiuliang seldom interacted with others, so he naturally didn't know that some group activities had to be carried out.Song Ciran, as a class leader, actually often goes to meetings, but in essence, he is the same kind of person as Yu Qiuliang. When Yu Qiuliang asked him what he held in meetings, he could only find that he didn't know what to ask. like a joke.Yu Qiuliang didn't understand what kind of meetings Song Ciran and the others held every day, and he didn't understand Yu Xiasheng's work. In fact, Yu Xiasheng had already simplified and cut unnecessary affairs as much as possible.However, even after he cut down on unnecessary activities, he remained busy because his job itself was not idle.

Parents who are busy with work can't take care of their children.Yu Qiuliang's biological father and mother were like this, and it was still like this after Yu Xiasheng took over him.When he was a child, Yu Qiuliang would feel aggrieved and felt that he was not taken seriously, but when he grew up, he actually began to rejoice that he was a child who was not paid attention to.It is precisely because he is not concerned that he is free to do what he wants to do and become who he wants to be; it is precisely because he is not concerned that he can dawdle without feeling guilty.As long as it doesn't harm the country and the people, it doesn't matter if you mess around, and no one has any reason to interfere with the normal way of life.

Yu Xiasheng's office was covered with a carpet, which looked expensive, Yu Qiuliang lowered his arms and twirled his fingertips on the carpet.Alas, the old ghost must not be so strict in abiding by the law, just look at the pile of sex in his drawer.Yu Qiuliang yawned, his butt was still hurting, but he suddenly felt sleepy.It seemed that he still didn't have enough pain. If he was really in pain, then he shouldn't be able to sleep.

It doesn't seem to be the case, there are not a few people who fall into a coma under severe pain.Yu Qiuliang was determined to frame Yu Xiasheng. He got up from the sofa and limped to Yu Xiasheng's desk to write the suicide note. Not long after, he slowly came back holding the suicide note.He fell on the sofa, twisted his neck, and tilted his head, pretending to be dying, ignoring the fact that he was already dead.

The conversation started from far to near, and stopped outside the office door. Yu Xiasheng explained a few more words before pushing open the office door.As soon as Fang entered the door, he immediately saw Yu Qiuliang lying on the sofa, and the big piece of paper in Yu Qiuliang's hand, on which there were many words written.God knows what kind of monster this brat is.Yu Xiasheng closed the door with his backhand, walked softly to the side of the sofa, picked up the piece of paper and looked at it, but saw that it was full of grief and complaints, every word was accusing himself of the "violence" he had done to Qiu Liang.

It is generally the case that the wicked file a complaint first.Yu Xiasheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was about to pull Yu Qiuliang up to confront him and educate the child again, but just as he touched Yu Qiuliang's shoulder, he found that the child was already fast asleep.Yu Qiuliang's eyes were black and blue, which was very obvious at this moment. Yu Xiasheng frowned slightly, thinking that the amount of homework in the third year of high school was too unusual.

Indeed, Yu Qiuliang hasn't gone to bed early this week.Yu Xiasheng had to go to work the next day, so he had to go to bed early. He didn't want to disturb Yu Xiasheng's rest, so he went to the living room to do his homework, and then quietly went into the house and climbed into bed after finishing.He moved very lightly, and made almost no sound, but Yu Xiasheng could feel him coming, and whenever he came back to sleep, it was usually late.

Is there really that much homework in the third year of high school?

Yu Xiasheng went to ask Chu Xiaohan and got an affirmative answer, but he always felt something was weird.Yu Qiuliang didn't like studying, let alone doing homework. He didn't even want to flip through textbooks. How could he like to flip through exercise books?Looking at his draft paper, Yu Xiasheng saw that it was full of unwritten papers and blank answer sheets. It could be seen that he would not answer the questions at all unless it was a big exam like the mid-term and final exam.Such a child suddenly became angry, and did his homework until late every day. It is really strange to say that he was found out by his conscience and was planning to turn his prodigal son back.

Yu Qiuliang is definitely not a cat secretly playing with his mobile phone in the living room.When he went out, he put his mobile phone on the bedside to charge it. The small light bulb on the upper left corner of the mobile phone screen was flickering, which stood out in the dark, so it was impossible for Yu Xiasheng not to notice it.Moreover, playing on a small bench with the headlights on outside is not more comfortable than lying on the bed and playing with the bedroom lights in the dark, right?The headlights in the living room of Yu Qiuliang's house were brightened to the extreme, and Yu Xiasheng remembered that the child didn't like this type of strong light.If you don't like things, of course you have to detour, and there is absolutely no possibility of bumping your head into a pit.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the child who fell asleep on the sofa suddenly moved.Usually lying on the bed to sleep, Yu Qiuliang doesn't have so many small movements, he just curls up habitually, because he feels cold in winter, and when he sleeps on the sofa, no matter where the sofa is, he will Didn't sleep well.He turned around in a daze, and when he touched the schoolbag on his lap, the bulging schoolbag immediately fell down. Yu Xiasheng was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

As soon as he got the schoolbag, Yu Xiasheng noticed that its weight was not right.It looks like a few bricks are stuffed in here, it looks square and angular, could it be that Yu Qiuliang is actually carrying bricks to school?The old ghost let out a "huh", put the schoolbag on the ground, and gently opened the zipper of the schoolbag.At this time, Yu Qiuliang hadn't woken up yet, and Yu Xiasheng accidentally discovered another way for him to earn extra money.

There are a pile of exercise books neatly placed in the schoolbag. At first glance, this is the schoolbag of a standard top student.Although Yu Qiuliang is partial to majors, it is true that he has good grades in liberal arts. However, no matter how good the grades in liberal arts are, students who love learning will not pack more than a dozen identical exercise books in their schoolbags.A thin layer of sweat broke out in Yu Xiasheng's palms. He took out all the workbooks, opened the title page, and found that the names written on each book were different.Sure enough, Yu Qiuliang was doing homework for someone else, so he probably had to charge money for doing the homework for him.

"Huh..." Yu Qiuliang turned over again, this time he was facing the sky, exhaled a long breath, and opened his eyes a little.He is about to wake up.Yu Xiasheng looked at him with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yu Qiuliang is not short of money at all, and he can ask his parents for living expenses.But he is inexplicably stubborn, preferring to live frugally, work and study, rather than open his mouth to say a word to his parents.

"Hey!" Seeing Yu Xiasheng and the pile of exercise books, Yu Qiuliang yelled reflexively, "Why are you rummaging through my bag!"

"Did you fall in love recently? So short of money." Yu Xiasheng asked maliciously.He felt that this was the only situation where Yu Qiuliang could spend a lot of money.

Yu Qiuliang asked without answering, "Are you short of money?"

He didn't play cards according to common sense, Yu Xiasheng was stunned, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.Of course he is not short of money, but what does this have to do with Yu Qiuliang's lack of money?

Doesn't matter much, that's for sure.Yu Qiuliang just said casually to divert his attention.Taking advantage of Yu Xiasheng's confusion, Yu Qiuliang jumped off the sofa and took away the stack of exercise books on the ground.These workbooks were newly issued, and the answers were torn down by the teacher and taken away. Yu Qiuliang did the homework for others, so he had to write his own one carefully first.Although the teachers don't check the homework, it doesn't matter for him to write casually, but he believes that people must be worthy of their conscience and have professional ethics.

As a professional homework ghostwriter, Yu Qiuliang's professional ethics is to complete the homework seriously and actively imitate various handwritings.He was still short of finishing the last big question. Yu Xiasheng watched him sit in front of the desk with mixed emotions, and finished processing different workbooks with different fonts.He seems to enjoy it, probably his favorite thing is writing.

In fact, what Yu Qiuliang likes most is to get money. If he can't get money, he will definitely not want to do so many homework assignments.Money is what drives him to work hard.

It's cold now, and the first snow has already fallen, but what's surprising is that there are still weird-shaped bugs crawling on the ground.Yu Xiasheng looked down at a bug crawling past his feet. Suddenly, he heard Yu Qiuliang chuckle, and then he stretched out a foot and trampled the poor bug to death.The little bug lay dead on the spot, and the snowflakes fell one after another, burying its body.

Yu Xiasheng was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"Insects are destined to die, either by your feet or by my feet." Yu Qiuliang plausibly said, shaking his head, he didn't feel guilty at all for trampling a bug to death.Yu Xiasheng couldn't laugh or cry, neither beat nor scolded.Although they are dead, they can still be counted as human beings. It is definitely not normal to blame a person for a worm.

Yu Xiasheng stopped talking, but Yu Qiuliang kept talking.His topic jumps quickly, jumping from small bugs to heavy snow, and from heavy snow to going to school.He still hates going to school, and from his tone, he can hear a feeling of world-weariness.Others think that studying in class is a very normal thing, but Yu Qiuliang thinks this kind of daily activity is too boring, and he hates a life that is too boring.After talking for a while, he suddenly shut up. He realized that others might disagree with him, including Yu Xiasheng.He didn't want to get into a fight with anyone over this kind of thing, and he didn't want to bother trying to convince anyone to agree with him.At times like this, the best option is to keep silent.Silence is the magic weapon to solve all problems. As long as you don't speak, you can't quarrel.

Who would have thought that Yu Xiasheng had been listening to him with great interest, but he kept silent, but the other party urged instead: "Why don't you talk? Keep talking."

"You got angry when you heard that." Yu Qiuliang touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, and jumped into the snowdrift by the side of the road.The snow foam quickly adhered to his shoe uppers, and then melted quickly, turning into dark water stains.

"Why should I be angry?" Yu Xiasheng lifted him out of the snowdrift and put him back on the cleared road. "Everyone's thoughts are not exactly the same. If you feel bored, that's your opinion; others It’s not boring, it’s just their own opinion. It’s a bit too self-righteous to rush to object to arguments that differ from their own opinions without digging into the reasons.”

How are you going to live?How do you view life?

Is there something that you must stick to, even die for?

Is it some kind of emotion?is something?or someone?

Yu Qiuliang took a deep breath, and the air after the snow penetrated into his nostrils, making him a little numb from the cold.

"Maybe I was wrong." Yu Qiuliang said, "Sometimes life is quite interesting."

"Did your father come to see you again?" Yu Xiasheng asked suddenly, "Why are you always unhappy recently?"

He was actually right, but Yu Qiuliang was too embarrassed to admit it.How old are you, and you are still struggling with such a mess at home, it would be too naive to say it out.And, isn't he already living apart from his parents?Now that we are separated, why bother to think about the past?I still have too little experience, and I have nothing new to think about, so I just hold on to the old scores from the past.Yu Qiuliang grinned, not intending to continue this topic.

Yu Xiasheng didn't ask any more questions when he didn't hear a response.If you always stare at a question that the other party is unwilling to answer and ask, but you have to hear your own satisfactory answer, it will be too annoying.

After a while, Yu Qiuliang said: "When I was young, I was very motivated. I put my studies first, and my biggest goal was to get No.1. At that time, I lived with my parents, and they liked me very much, but They don’t like it when they do slightly worse.”

It's normal for children to like to play, but sometimes adults don't like to see children play.They regard children's normal activities as being playful, from playing to non-learning, from non-learning to learning decline, from learning decline to not doing a proper job, and extending from not doing a proper job, thinking of crippled people and thinking of death.In their eyes, only sitting in the classroom and reading textbooks is worthy of having a bright future. However, they never thought that if the bright present is lost, few people will be able to survive until the end and witness the bright future with their own eyes.

All roads are like single-plank bridges. On narrow bridge decks, there are always people who fall.No matter which bridge you walk on, there are very few people who can safely cross the river.Yu Qiuliang stopped talking again, he was thinking about how to express his views tactfully.His temper is not bad. If it were someone else, he would have scolded him bluntly by this time, causing all the anger in his heart to erupt like a volcano.Yu Qiuliang doesn't like to get angry, because volcanic ash will not only bury others, but also drown himself. He tries his best to be gentle, in order to make others calm and save his own life.

"I'm essentially a person who doesn't make progress. I just want to eat and die. I'm a negative person, but I always feel that living too long is meaningless. You say it's so boring every day, what am I doing alive? The more boring I feel, the more uncomfortable I feel, the more I want to die on the spot." Yu Qiuliang scratched his hair, staring at the thin layer of snow on the ground, "I can't do everything very well, but my parents I think so... I play normally, they say I'm lazy, scold me, my dad drinks too much and beats me, you saw me last time too. The more they do this, the more meaningless I feel to live, why should I obey them? Doing things with your own ideas? It’s too unreasonable.”

"You're fine." Yu Xiasheng didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he said something dryly.

Many people have said this to Qiuliang, maybe he is really good in the eyes of others.Yu Qiuliang thought of his classmate's parents, they seemed to often compare Yu Qiuliang with their own children.But, no matter what, they don't have too strict requirements on their children, and those children's minds are not as small as Yu Qiuliang.A narrow-minded child meets an unreasonable adult. Such a family is destined to be unhappy.

Hey, what a harmonious and friendly family.Daydreaming.

"Oh, that's right." Yu Qiuliang suddenly remembered the incident when his father came to look for him, and suddenly had a bad idea.He hooked his fingers at Yu Xiasheng, and smiled treacherously: "Come here, I'll tell you something."

"What?" Yu Xiasheng obediently listened to him without doubting him.

Yu Qiuliang blew into his ears and said in a low voice, "My dad came to see me two days ago, guess what he asked me?"

"Speak well." Yu Xiasheng straightened his back, frowned, and slapped Yu Qiuliang on the back.

"I found that you are really boring." Yu Qiuliang staggered after being photographed by him, and he was not in the mood to play tricks with him again, "My father asked me if there was anyone else in the house, and I said that I picked a man from outside and returned home. Home."

"What are you talking nonsense all day long!" Yu Xiasheng instinctively felt that there was something in his words, and reached out to grab his scarf.This time Yu Qiuliang was well prepared and dodged away.Yu Qiuliang slid all the way forward on the snow, but he was not afraid of falling. He slid forward a little, and suddenly stopped the car. As if remembering something, he turned around and shouted: "I'm going home to wash the dishes and sweep the floor. Get paid, okay?"

"Crazy about money? I cook, wash and clean for you, but you didn't say you'd send me money?" Yu Xiasheng was angry and funny, and ran after her.Yu Qiuliang wanted to earn some extra money and was going crazy, it was clearly his own home, he was supposed to do the dishes and sweep the floor, yet he was ashamed to ask for money.It seems that the bricks on the Great Wall are not as thick-skinned as him.

Seeing that Yu Xiasheng was about to chase him, Yu Qiuliang screamed in fright and ran to the door of the unit building.The steps in front of the door were covered with red felt, Yu Qiuliang didn't dare to run too fast for fear of accidentally falling.As soon as he slowed down, Yu Xiasheng caught up from behind and dragged him down. Afterwards, a ball of snow was stuffed into Yu Qiuliang's collar, which made him scream non-stop.Yu Xiasheng brought a child and made himself more childish, but he himself knew nothing about it, and he was still complacent about his revenge.

"Meow—" A cat meowed from under the tricycle not far away.Yu Qiuliang seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look at the bottom of the tricycle.Suddenly, a black cat passed in front of him, but it didn't leave any footprints on the snow.Yu Qiuliang's expression froze suddenly, and he looked carefully, but saw clear paw prints on the snow, which was different from what he saw just now.

"Dang-dang-dang-" At this time, Yu Qiuliang heard someone ringing the bell again.Is there a clock near his house?The only place in the neighborhood that makes that sound is his junior high school.That school is still relatively far away from here, no matter what, the bell can't reach here. "Dang-dang-dang--" The voice was still ringing, and Yu Qiuliang was breaking out in a cold sweat. He vaguely felt that he was going to be unlucky again soon.

"Sister Du, there's something here, you may need to come back and have a look." Chu Xiaohan fiddled with the computer in front of her with one hand, and the phone with the other, talking to Du Xiaoyuan, "Yes...it's the same place as last time, there is a park at the south gate , this thing is in the park."

"Ah? No... no. The body is in the water. Brother Lu took someone to fish it." She stood up and closed the window next to the desk. Like a girl, I still haven’t found it yet.”

"Who knows. There is no one on the bell tower. I looked for it at the beginning. This kid is only in elementary school, not a junior high school student at all. He just passed through the middle of the park that day. He was planning to go home. Going to his house is better than going to school." Is it reliable?"

"Uh...not at his house, not in the surrounding area...Okay, I'll call when I have any clues."

Du Xiaoyuan is still busy there, she has gone to other provinces to deal with other matters.Chu Xiaohan stretched, leaned back, and fell sideways in the swivel chair.It was very dark in the office, and she was reluctant to turn on the lights in order to save electricity bills for the unit.Anyway, she doesn't write now, so she doesn't need such a bright light.

Before she officially joined the job, she thought her job would be easy, but she guessed wrong.She found that people died every moment, and there were new tasks every moment, and vacation was a wish that was completely impossible to realize.

A wish that cannot be fulfilled, is it better to say that it is a luxury, right?What a luxury a full weekend seemed to her!

However, every holiday is their busiest period.During the holidays, there are more idlers, more people making troubles, and more accidents.Chu Xiaohan narrowed her eyes and looked at the ceiling.She thinks it's better for people to be busy.Appropriate busyness can dissipate restlessness, and people who are too boring and boring are prone to problems.

Such a person either hurts others or hurts himself.

"I'm exhausted! If it wasn't for the money, I wouldn't be working!" Chu Xiaohan raised her arms, and said to herself facing the pale sun outside the window, "God, let me get rich overnight!"