Boiling point

After that issue of the magazine was printed, He Xin became popular on the Internet.

At that time, he didn't care, just random people on Weibo. Later, several people from the entertainment company heard that he had dropped out of school and wanted to sign him. They spent more money, but He Xin always regarded them as idiots. Filming means not filming, and if he doesn’t follow the path of the entertainment industry, he doesn’t want to go. When he tells the reason for his refusal, everyone is surprised. A foolish and angry person said that the reason why he didn’t sign the contract was because he wanted to study hard?The media is not blind either.

However, no one can shake what He Xin insisted on. They talked badly, but they couldn't change his mind, and the matter ended without a problem.

He Xin left half of the magazine money for himself and returned the other half to his father. When he saw the shock in his father's eyes, he felt a moment of gratification. The money was enough to pay for his 17 years and buy out his freedom .

He Wenbo pointed at his nose and scolded him for being an idiot, telling him to get out, he went back to his room and hurriedly packed his meager luggage, and left without saying a word.

His bus ticket was booked last week, the house in Nanxi was also rented, and the local No. [-] Middle School was also contacted.

When he was dragging his luggage downstairs, he saw He Wenbo and the woman sitting on the sofa, the woman hugged him and coaxed him to drink tea.

"Xiao Xin, where are you going?"

He Xin didn't answer her question directly, but just smiled, "Auntie, this should be the last time we meet, and there will be no chance if we don't say something. Before I leave, I want to advise you, the longer you stretch your hand, The greater the chance of spontaneous combustion, except for me and my mother, your enemies are everywhere, I hope you will not regret being the hostess here."

The woman turned pale as she watched him, tears welling in her eyes, He Wenbo's scolding pierced through his eardrums, but He Xin turned a deaf ear to him, turned her head away without pause or nostalgia.

"Mom, I'm leaving." He Xin said to her mother in the nursing home.

"Where are you going?" Mother looked at him.

"Go, leave, go anywhere, as long as it's not here."

When the mother heard this, her expression changed instantly, and her entire face was distorted by anger. She rushed to hit him with terrifying force, and even the nurses and doctors couldn't hold her back.

"He Xin, do you dare to leave?" Mother waved her hand wildly, and her nails scratched his chin, "Do you dislike me? Do you think I'm sick?"

"It's all your father's fault! Your father is sorry for us!"

"He Xin, are you going to leave me with your father? Live with that woman?!"

The mother started to scream, and the scream pierced He Xin's heart like a thorn, forcibly tearing a mottled bloodstain.

"It's you! If it wasn't you!! Why would my brother lose! If I gave birth to my brother, why would your father still be with that woman? What do you mean, He Xin? Why did you just walk away? You are a sinner! You are a murderer!" I have become such a sinner!"

"Mom." He Xin let her throw the things around him on him, and he didn't dodge it. He said calmly and seriously, "Let me go."

"Let go of you, who will let me go?" The mother cried, her hair was messed up by her, and she sneered while crying, like a madman.

He Xin suddenly remembered the way his mother took him to fly a kite many years ago. The childhood memories have long since accumulated, but the gentle and loving face of his mother looking at him at that time has been especially clear in the past few years.

When did she become the sad look she is now?

His mother grabbed his arm and refused to let him go, she said wildly for a while, "I only have you, I want you by my side, or I will die for you", and cried for the rest of her miserable life, Out of his mouth came curses that even he found ugly, and He Xin finally couldn't help shouting out during the long delay.

"I don't want He Wenbo's money, I don't want your self-righteous love, I want my own life, I just want to live alone! I don't want to live a life without hope or future. Yes, it is the premise of your son, I have to be myself first!"

Both his mother and he were out of breath, she looked angry and sad, but she was indifferent.

"He Xin, do you want to force me to death?"

He Xin supported the wall and stood up, and took a step forward. The broken glass in her hand scratched his wrist, and the blood that rolled out fell drop by drop on the white floor. He brushed away his mother. Confining his hand and saying, "Then we shall die together."

The mother reacted for a few seconds, and then burst into tears. He Xin clutched his wrists and ran away in a hurry holding his luggage. prison.

The attending doctor gave him a simple bandage, and accidentally saw the large and small scars on He Xin's body. He was taken aback, and the young man in front of him frowned impatiently, and clenched his fists tightly. All over the body, neither good nor bad temperament makes people feel a little pitiful.

The unhurried female voice sounded again on the radio, "Passengers, please pay attention, the train K9889 is about to arrive. Please prepare for your journey, all passengers."

The continuous sound of the broadcast pulled He Xin out of the suffocating sense of oppression, and he splashed some water on his face, then leaned against the wall and exhaled heavily.

He lowered his head and looked at his phone. It was more than six hours before he arrived at Nanxi, and soon, he would be free.

He Xin put out the cigarette butt, sat in a hidden corner, pulled the brim of his hat to the tip of his nose, and covered the lower half of his face with a mask, then put on his headphones, turned up the music loudly, and closed his eyes asleep.

Nanxi City, [-] Internet Cafe.

"What time is it?" Li Yanqi kicked his legs and quickly sat up from the recliner.

"Twelve o'clock." The other plane head groaned, "Brother Ta, don't yell in five minutes! I just fired, and I was scared by you and gave away my head for nothing."

Li Yanqi rubbed his eyes and squeezed the drowsiness out of his head. He opened the window and saw that the rain outside not only did not stop, but also intensified. The typhoon was full of large and small puddles , the wind was blowing very fast, and there were a lot fewer pedestrians on the road. When you close your eyes, you can feel a suffocating stuffiness in the hot and humid air.

At twelve o'clock, the man was almost here.

"I am leaving."

The plane turned its head sharply, and he blinked his big black eyes, looking at Li Yanqi like an idiot.

When the other party took out a broken umbrella from his bag, he slapped his thigh and said nervously, "Where are you going so late? Did the hospital call you? Did something happen to your brother? Or did your dad come back suddenly? I Fuck? It's so late that Xue Wen won't be looking for you!"

Li Yanqi was speechless at his nonsense, he frowned, and put his schoolbag back on his back, "Hey, it's okay to curse me, don't curse my brother, I'm going to pick up someone at the station now, the guesthouse Work."

The head of the plane obviously didn't believe it, he clicked his tongue and said, "Who is crazy and came here in the middle of the night."

Li Yanqi said, "There is such a psychopath. I came here at 01:30, and I went to Ji Fan's guest house to receive him. The fat and water don't flow to outsiders. He gives a lot of money. I have to do this job."

"How much is this day?"

"Three thousand." Li Yanqi smiled.

"That's really crazy, and it's a typhoon day." The head of the plane said, "It's really generous, big boss, Brother Ta, remember to ask for a service tip."

Li Yanqi said, "Why are you paying more than me?"

"Fuck, it's not for your brother." Aircraft head lost another game, rubbing his hairspray and smoking.

"I thank you on my brother's behalf. When he wakes up, he will definitely tell me, begging Sister Liao to send a big plane." Li Yanqi sprayed the smell of cigarettes on his clothes with toilet water, and when he stood up, he took it from his pocket. A movie ticket and a small note fell out of it.

"What?" After picking it up, the plane head groaned again, "Xue Min asked you to go to the movies? My mentality has collapsed. She likes you even if she is blind."

"How much do you think I can earn by selling this movie ticket to others?" Li Yanqi said seriously.

"Go away, go to school and let people see the true face of your little prince."

"Speaking of which, you still owe me money." Li Yanqi threw a stack of test papers marked with detailed explanations in front of him, "Remember to transfer them to me on time, and the interest will be calculated when the school starts."

"Are you still human?" The plane head gave him a middle finger, cursed for a while, looked at his clothes and said, "You just wear this thing? It's too cheap."

Li Yanqi's T-shirt was the work clothes of the chicken chop shop. He had such a tight schedule after get off work today that he ran to the hospital before he could change it.

"Is the person picking up a boy or a girl?" asked the head of the plane.

"Girl, her name is He Xin."

Hearing that, Ji Jitou became excited immediately, and had to force him to change his clothes, "I can't pick up girls! It's embarrassing for you to dress like this."

"Sister Liao, I look more handsome than you when I dress like this." Li Yanqi turned around after finishing speaking, the head of the plane jumped up and down because of the nickname, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to hit someone, Li Yanqi walked around him and pushed away the Internet cafe Opening the door, holding an umbrella and walking into the pouring rain, the expression on his face returned to his usual serious tone, and he put on a meticulous smile.

Due to the impact of the typhoon, the train from Xiyan to Nanxi stopped several times on the way, and the arrival at the station was delayed for more than two hours. At three o'clock in the morning, He Xin left the station with his luggage.

The station was still crowded in the early morning, as if it were a large market that would never close. There was a faint sense of parting in the air. He Xin was like an invisible man wearing a mask. He passed through all kinds of people without paying attention to what was behind him What kind of joys and sorrows were staged, I looked up and glanced at the repainted "Nanxi Station", the sound of the siren slammed into my ears, the train came into the station, and he came here, a completely strange place, Not knowing where to go next.