Boiling point

He Xin has fought with others since he was a child, and he can be said to be a seed player in the fighting world. Except for one-sided, he is willing to be beaten by his mother, and he has almost never lost in foreign fights.As for the skill and weight of punching, it is a breeze to knock down a few hooligans who only bully the weak.

The last punch was thrown on the nose of the leader. In fact, He Xin was not sure if the other person was the leader. They all had the same temperament and were idiots. There was no time to hide, just enough to yell "fuck your mother", and a stream of nosebleeds flowed out instantly when he lowered his head.

He wiped it with his hands, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

"What are you looking at?" He Xin's voice cooled down.

"He Xin, isn't it?" someone roared through gritted teeth.

The next sentence should be, I remember you!You wait for me!He Xin looked at them and smiled calmly, and put his hands in his pockets, looking very arrogant.

In the end, the guy with the nosebleed didn't say a word, just gave him a middle finger with no deterrent effect, and then a group of people ran away cursing.

There were still 3 minutes before the start of morning reading. He Xin brushed off the wall dust on his clothes, turned around and found that Li Yanqi had long since disappeared, and took another look at the little man who was squatting on the ground looking for something. He walked a few steps irritably, then stopped again.

The man was lying on the ground, looking around without a clue, He Xin took a few steps to the other side, and tapped the ground with his toes, "Here, are you blind?"

Hearing this, the man straightened his back, raised his legs and ran over staggeringly, almost kneeling down to thank He Xin. He wiped the whistle with his clothes twice, then stood up, bowed his head and said thank you.

He Xin didn't accept this thank you, after all, he didn't do it just to cover him up, it was just to see that the group of people were upset.

"He Xin." Seeing that he didn't respond, the short man whispered again, "Thank you."

He Xin turned her head back, but before she could retract her fierce expression, she frightened the man so much that she took a step or two back abruptly.He Xin hummed, which was a response, and then asked, "What's your name?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief, "Struggling."

"Forget it, I don't really want to know." He Xin walked forward.

"No, I mean my name is Fei Jin."

"Fuck..." He Xin opened her mouth, and said two words wordlessly.

Fei Jin was not seriously injured today, and he was able to keep up with He Xin's pace while trotting, but he parted ways with He Xin as soon as he entered the school, and chose to make a detour before returning to the classroom.

Morning reading started, He Xin went in from the back, threw her schoolbag on the desk, and went straight to the toilet.

After rubbing with cold water for a long time, he still couldn't clean the nosebleed that accidentally got on his clothes. He Xin was so upset that his face stinks all morning, and no one dared to talk to him.

When I went to the cafeteria at noon, I still heard a lot of rumors. He Xin put on the earphones and didn't even look at them. He tried his best to control his temper, took two bites of food in a hurry, and left. He played basketball and didn't return until the lunch break was over. classroom.

As soon as he drank a bottle of water in his seat, Liao Mei appeared out of nowhere from the front seat, turned his head and said in surprise, "I heard that you beat Jiang Zhiming today?"

"Who is Jiang Zhiming?" He Xin wiped the water dripping on the table with his sleeve.

"Hey! It's the guy from Class [-], Class [-], who you beat up with a nosebleed." Liao Mei added enthusiastically, "Didn't you help me out in the morning? One person singled out five of them, and beat them to tears." Calling my mother, I lost all face, and was finally kicked by you, and fled in a hurry with each other supporting each other!"

He Xin frowned, "First, I didn't bother to help. I beat them just because I was upset. Second, who spread such an exaggerated rhetoric?"

Gu Xuan, a girl next to Liao Mei, turned her head and said, "An unknown person posted a post on the school forum, and your glorious image has been spread all over the world."

He Xin kicked the stool at the front table violently, Li Yanqi, who was buried in her homework, turned her head and said, "It's not me."

Liao Mei said, "Brother Ta, are you here today?"

Li Yanqi pushed him down from the seat, "Don't make noise, let me finish this problem."

He Xin asked Gu Xuan for a forum address, clicked on it and took a casual glance.

The unnamed person probably likes to read martial arts novels very much. The descriptions of fighting in them are very exaggerated. He Xin thought that he had practiced a peerless magic skill when he saw it. It was immediately obvious that this person was He Xin.

Apparently the person who posted the post just wanted to watch the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. He Xin hated this kind of gossip to the shameful spirit. Whoever loves to be famous should quickly post a nude photo, and don't compare blindly all day long.

He Xin immediately registered an account with her mobile phone, the name was very straightforward, "I am He Xin", and then sent two words: delete the post.

After the first class was over, Liao Mei ran from the third row to He Xin's side as if on a hot wheel, "Look at the post!"

The post was not deleted, but a lot of content was added. The posts were all anonymous, and it was impossible to verify who they were. Most of them followed the trend and said that He Xin was super handsome, and some people turned out the magazine photos that He Xin had taken before. , Three buildings were built in a few hours, and He Xin stared at the scarlet letters on the screen, feeling as bad as smoking a pack of expired cigarettes.

"You're so awesome, you just transferred to another school for two days and you became so hot." Liao Mei gave He Xin a thumbs up, "Did you know who Jiang Zhiming was when you hit him?"

He Xin said, "Does it have anything to do with who he is that I beat him?"

Liao Mei said in a low voice, "Actually, basically no one in the school wants to be with Jiang Zhiming. He is a natural bastard, but no one dares to beat him. Who made him have a powerful father and a rich old man?" Damn, money and power are taken over, and even the school respects him three points, there is no way, he has the capital to be domineering."

He Xin looked at him without saying a word, but just sneered.

"Not only do you bully Fei Jin, but everyone he doesn't like will be punished, because Li Li's relationship with him is very complicated, so..." Liao Mei glanced at Li Jin, "Anyway, you'd better be careful, Jiang Zhiming must be careful." It's impossible to let you go like this."

"Oh." He Xin glanced at him, "Let him just 'don't let me go', I'll wait."

At this moment, Li Yanqi at the front desk stood up abruptly.

Liao Mei patted her thigh regretfully, and then called softly, "Brother Ta, you... are you okay?"

Li Yanqi clenched his fist tightly, then let go, with a calm expression.

"It's okay, it's too stuffy, I'll go outside to get some air."

He Xin observed the expressions of Li Yanqi and Liao Mei, and had a strong premonition that Li Yanqi and Jiang Zhiming had a bit of a festive time before.

Li Yanqi went to the toilet to wash his face, and slammed his hands against the wall with water.

Not much strength, but his hands were red.

He seldom gets angry when others mention Jiang Zhiming's family, and most of the time he tries his best to suppress it, because he knows that anger is useless, irritability is useless, hopelessness and discouragement are useless.

He can't afford to provoke such a big cancer, at least he can't afford to provoke him now that he has nothing.

Li Yanqi breathed out silently, seeing a person coming out of the toilet cubicle, he lowered his head and quickly rushed several times with effort, only to find that there was another person standing next to him, he was terrified all over.

"Eye exercises have begun." Li Yanqi said.

"Yeah." Nodding vigorously, "I'll be right back."

After walking two steps, he went back again, stopped for a while before saying, "Can you say sorry to He Xin for me?"

"What are you sorry for?" Li Yanqi asked.

"I caused him trouble." Fei Jin said.

Li Yanqi looked down at him, "He may not have thought about the consequences at all, but I understand what you mean."

Struggle smiled, "If only I were as brave as you, I won't implicate others."

Li Yanqi drooped his eyelids, his expression darkened.

"I'm not brave at all," he said. "I didn't do anything to help you."

Shaking his head strenuously, "Don't make a move, I don't want to be because of me, you..."

Li Yanqi sighed lightly, "I'm different from my dad. The reason I didn't do anything was because I couldn't protect myself. I admit that I'm a very selfish person. It doesn't matter whoever gets bullied. I don't want to let myself Suffer."

Li Yanqi continued, "It is estimated that Jiang Zhiming will not come to you during this period of time. Be careful in everything, and that's all I can say."

Frugal hummed, and then ran out.

Li Yanqi leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and let himself go for a few minutes before washing his hands again and entering the classroom.

The eye exercises are over, Li Yanqi is 2 minutes late, Teng Lao’s eyes signaled him to return to his seat quickly, don’t forget about tomorrow’s English class performance, Li Yanqi nodded, then bypassed He Xin who was standing on the podium, and went back to his seat. to the seat.

He Xin had already started to read aloud, and Elder Teng turned to him with folded arms, asking him to continue.

——What can I hold you with?

—I offer you an streets, desperate sunsets, them moon of the jagged suburbs.

As soon as He Xin read the first sentence, Li Yanqi's hand holding the book out of his schoolbag stopped, and those who were playing with their mobile phones took a nap and raised their heads in unison.

He Xin's voice was low and hoarse, and he pronounced every word clearly, with a very standard pronunciation.

The classmate next to him leaned over and asked Li Yanqi, "What does this mean? Why can't I understand a word?"

Li Yanqi said, "This is Borges' poem."

The classmate babbled a few times, but finally gave up, and then whispered to the person next to him, "This is awesome, He Xin is actually a master of English?! I really didn't see it!"

Li Yanqi was also a little surprised. He originally thought that He Xin would just read a passage of text or sing an English song to get by, but he never expected that the other party would choose such a difficult English poem. He stuttered, but He Xin read it fluently, no, he recited it, Li Yanqi took a closer look, and found that he didn't have any manuscripts.

——I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself.

—I give you your own interpretations, your own theories, your own true and amazing news.

Li Yanqi was translating at the same time.

—I cangive youmylonliness, mydarkness, thehungerofmyheart.

—I give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart.

——Iam trying tobribe youwithuncertainty,withdanger,withdefeat.

—I tried to impress you with teetering, danger, failure.

After He Xin finished reading, there was a pause for several seconds before there was a burst of warm applause. Old Teng was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth. The flesh on his face trembled with his movements. seat.

As He Xin walked all the way, a row of heads followed his pace and moved back. He was a little embarrassed and a little regretful.

There are a lot of English poems in his mind, and the moment he stepped onto the podium, he didn't know which one to read, so he wanted to pick one at random, and then Li Yanqi came in, and he glanced casually, the other party's expression was depressed and bored , as if he had experienced a struggle, and then he popped out the first word, and was stunned on the spot. He Xin didn't expect that he would read such a dark poem.

Although Borges' poems are his favorite type, because they are sad enough.

He Xin's deep voice paired with such a poem miraculously pulled Li Yanqi out of his depressed mood. It was probably the legendary saying "to overcome mourning with mourning." He closed his eyes and put his hand into the desk , sent a wechat message to He Xin on his mobile phone.

He Xin fell asleep for half a class, and when he got up, his face was stamped by the book. He took out his phone to check the time, but saw the WeChat message from Li Yanqi.

A moving picture of "Holding the Old Tie".

What's wrong, He Xin responded with an expression of "I've taken my medicine".

Li Yanqi didn't reply, he was probably copying notes carefully.

He Xin updated the WeChat interface, and only then noticed that Li Yanqi's profile picture was a lighthouse, which should have been taken by him himself. Clicking on the larger picture is a bit blurry, but it is quite beautiful.

lighthouse?Tag? !He Xin suddenly had a quick idea.

Then he couldn't help laughing, this nickname was too Liao Mei style, too mentally retarded to bear to look directly at, He Xin laughed for a while and replied, "Brother Ta, the medicine can't be stopped."

Li Yanqi returned to him not long after.

——Thank you lemon essence.

He Xin stared at her lemon head and gave a fuck, then kicked the chair in front of her.

The tables and stools rubbed against the floor, which aroused Elder Teng's extreme dissatisfaction. He pointed to He Xin and said, "Get up and read this text."

He Xin picked up the book, and the person next to him pointed to this paragraph. He cleared his throat, and read without any pause.

Li Yanqi glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye. He Xin, who was reading English, still had that lazy vigor in her body, but she was a little less aggressive. Li Yanqi suddenly remembered what he said when he had a fight with Jiang Zhiming this morning.

"Why hit you, because you are ugly."

"Because you make me sick, is that enough reason?"

"Hitting you is like playing."

Enough to be defiant, unrestrained, and crazy enough to be completely different from the guy who is standing and reading the text word by word.

Li Yanqi looked down at Lemon's head, turned his corner of the eye from the profile of his nose, and began to write.

Quite amazing, this man.

Li Yanqi went for a walk in the two self-study classes in the afternoon, and as expected, Teacher Wang Lichun stopped He Xin before school and asked him to drop by and deliver the newly issued test papers to him.

He Xin was a little dissatisfied, "Teacher, why don't I live with Li Yanqi before?"

"Then I'll forget it. I'll run around by myself when I have free time." Teacher Wang said with a smile, "My family lives in Xiping, it's too far away, isn't it just right for you."

"..." He Xin said, "Just let him resign from the position of monitor, it doesn't look like it anyway."

"I quit you to do it?" Teacher Wang glanced at him, "I haven't looked for you yet about your fight."

He Xin twitched the corners of her mouth, "It's just right, let's criticize all the way, I'm afraid of trouble, so let me make a special trip to be criticized, I will get angry and beat someone again."

Teacher Wang smiled, then sighed and said, "I don't criticize you, but I don't praise you for punishing rape and eradicating evil. You just came here, and the affairs of our school are not clear. The matter of Li Jin and Jiang Zhiming is complicated, complicated. Even our school can’t control it.”

"Isn't it campus bullying?" He Xin said.

"Not exactly." Teacher Wang said, "In short, if this matter has nothing to do with you, try not to intervene. If you help Fei Lian get ahead and the police come forward, the nature of this matter will be different. Li Li's father will be more serious. trouble."

The more He Xin heard it, the more confused he became, and he simply stopped thinking about it, "I didn't hit Jiang Zhiming to help Liu Jin, I just saw him upset, and it has nothing to do with Liu Jin."

"Then you should stop in moderation, because the beating made his nose bleed for a whole day." Teacher Wang said with a smile.

"Oh, I'll pay attention next time." He Xin turned around holding the test paper, "It's okay, I'm out of school."

"Remember to do your homework! If you don't hand in your Chinese homework tomorrow, I will visit your home." Teacher Wang shouted from behind.

He Xin put on her earphones and walked downstairs.

In the evening, Li Yanqi withdrew the money from the bank. The salary Ji Fan gave him had already been counted to the next month, so he couldn’t ask for it in advance. The sum of the total salary before was still short of 8000 yuan. The 5000 yuan to perform in the square on Sundays is still [-] yuan short.

When I went to the hospital today, my brother was not in a good condition, but I kept chatting with him with a smile.

They chatted for a while about the operation, and suddenly the younger brother called Li Yanqi's name very seriously.

"Then what do you think?" Li Yanqi asked, "Tell brother."

Li An blinked his eyes, still smiling, "Brother, I'm dying, okay? You see, I'm quite..."

"No!" Li Yanqi interrupted him loudly, the little guy shrank his neck and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry." Li Yanqi said, "But this is not okay, you have to listen to your brother."

Li An drooped his eyebrows, looking a little aggrieved.

"Brother, I'm a little scared." Li An said, "The police uncle came to the hospital today and said he was looking for Dad."

Li Yanqi paused, leaned over and hugged him immediately, and patted him gently on the back, "It's okay, just tell the police uncle that we have no contact with Li Jiming anymore, he is not our father anymore, You said, if you have anything to do, you can just go to brother directly."

Li An rubbed his eyes, "But brother, aren't you afraid?"

Li Yanqi smiled, his voice was a little hoarse, "No, brother is an adult now."

Thinking of this, Li Yanqi let out a heavy breath. People were coming and going on the road, making him a little headache. He followed the crowd to a certain bus stop, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Li Yanqi looked at the road ahead and suddenly felt very confused.

Also a little scared.

Afraid that his only family member would leave him, afraid that his father's meddling would affect the peaceful life he had managed to maintain now, afraid... that he would become more and more indifferent until he lost himself.

It was like sea water rushing up, reaching his ankles, and then pulling away quickly. He could feel the flow of sand under his feet, but he couldn't grasp anything.

That deep, falling sense of powerlessness.

I really want someone to pull him out of the abyss and say to him, Li Yanqi, you don't need to run anymore, just stop here, and I will take you on the road below.

Li Yanqi smiled, feeling that he was so stupid that it was rare for him to show weakness.

He looked up at the stars and snorted, "Maybe I'm still so small, but I want to stand at the top."

At this time, a series of beeping horns sounded in his ears, and the car lights flickered several times. Li Yanqi blocked it with his hand, resisted the dazzling light and opened his eyes slightly. There was a cool car in front of him. The boy sat straddling a black locomotive with a pair of straight long legs. He took off his helmet in a smart manner, grabbed a handful of short hair, and then tapped his toes to the ground. smoking a cigarette.

It's He Xin.

"Fuck, I can meet you if I drive all the way to Xiping?"

Li Yanqi coughed, looked down at his watch, and realized that he had been sitting here for half an hour, and a line of red text flashed on the electronic screen on the bus stop sign: Today's bus has ended.

"Fuck." Li Yanqi wanted to curse.

He Xin's gaze also shifted to the electronic screen. He bought a new car today in a good mood, and he was a little hungry after walking around. When he looked at Li Yanqi, he squinted his eyes and smiled, "Brother Ta, be a How's the deal?"

Li Yanqi was a little confused by the other party's words, Brother Ta, and asked after a long time, "What?"

He Xin flicked the cigarette ash, half bent down holding the helmet, "Cook me a month's worth of meals, and I'll take you home."