Boiling point

Bincheng is an international metropolis, with bustling and congested roads, criss-crossing elevated roads, and feasting streets. Every day, there are countless people with grand blueprints who want to settle down and take root here, praying that one day they will be able to make a fortune and squeeze into the upper class. Society has been reborn since then.

For many people, this is a paradise for weaving dreams, but it has carried He Xin's nightmares for more than ten years. When he got off the plane, he quickly walked out of the airport with his luggage, facing the hurried passers-by on the road, his steps After a pause, I felt depressed for a moment, and I was a little confused indirectly, not knowing where I should go next.

This city where he has lived for 17 years now looks so strange as if it was the first time he appeared beside him. The first feeling is that it is cold. He Xin wrapped the scarf tightly again, and was heard by the sound of calling a car. Annoyed to smoke, he avoided the crowd and walked under the shade of a tree, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a quiet puff.

Since he left that day, he never thought that he would come back one day, but Wu Rui's words scared him, as if he would lose his whole life if he didn't come back this time.

On the plane, he thought about countless hypotheses. For example, his mother fell ill and committed suicide. For example, his father married that woman, and the family immigrated to the United States happily. The better thing is that his mother's mental state stabilized and she was discharged from the hospital. , clamoring to see him.

But many thoughts flashed by, and he quickly cut them out.

I didn't dare to think deeply, as soon as I thought about it, I couldn't stop thinking about it, and my mind was in a mess.

A cigarette was exhausted in no time. Before He Xin could draw any more courage from the nicotine and take another step forward, she saw Wu Rui driving his luxury car, which was kicked by herself and had a concave shape behind her buttocks. He hurriedly stopped in front of him.

He Xin stubbed out the cigarette, and was dazed for a long time before he recognized the person. He hadn't seen him for a few months, and Wu Xiaohou was much stronger. He was wearing a small black suit today. Apart from his exhaustion, he looked There is a kind of charm of a mature teenager, and he is quite handsome.

Wu Rui was also stunned for a moment, and then took two steps to rush over sullenly. He Xin felt that the gesture of the roc spreading its wings probably meant that he wanted to hug him.

"Fuck, I was fooled by you." He Xin grabbed the other party's collar and patted his back.

"I'm fucking." Wu Rui's voice trembled, and he said after a while, "Let's...let's talk in the car."

"You didn't stutter when I left, did you? Are you sick?" He Xin stepped into the car while racking his brains to hurt others. Wu Rui didn't have a driver's license, but he had a car. I bought a car for me. It’s common for me to go racing on the winding mountain roads on weekends. However, Wu Rui is the clear stream of the rich second generation. He never races or smokes. Apart from playing games, he has no other bad habits at all, so most of the time The ownership of this car was with He Xin, because after his father had a falling out with him, his own car belonged to his younger brother.

He Xin reached out and touched the passenger seat. The familiar touch dispelled his uneasiness a bit. Wu Rui played an old song they used to listen to. He didn't make a sound while driving, but he looked at him with concern from time to time.

The two of them have always been straightforward people. Wu Rui's cautious eyes and slightly tense expression gave He Xin a general idea. He squeezed his palms, turned his head to look at the street scene passing by outside the window, and remained silent for a while. Said, "Where are you taking me?"

Wu Rui turned his head to look at him. After waiting for more than five minutes, He Xin finally heard him sigh weaker than a mosquito, "Do you still have a little nostalgia for this family?"

He Xin smiled and rested her head on her arm, "What do you think, what did I tell you when I left, I said that after I left, I never thought about..."

He swallowed the word "Come back" silently, the voice in Wu Rui's ear disappeared too suddenly, he turned his head to look, and found that He Xin was tremblingly pulling out a piece of black cloth the size of a square scarf from the corner of the rear seat , the color is very heavy, it contrasts with Wu Rui's suit today, it's not very pleasant to look at.

He Xin was like an old and dilapidated instrument, it took a long time to spit out a complete sentence, "Is my mother......"

Wu Rui closed his eyes and said, "He Xin, uncle is gone."

Gone has many meanings. If he didn't see this black cloth, He Xin would subconsciously choose the first explanation, and would say indifferently, oh, it's none of my business where he goes, with that woman Emigrate, I will come back to see you if he is not here for a day.

Wu Rui slammed on the brakes, stopped on the side of the road, took a breath, took the black cloth from He Xin's hand and put it away, and said, "Let's go home first, okay? Brother, no matter what, you have to see him off for the last time." .”

He thought that He Xin would be very broken, but in the end he just closed his eyes hard, stared out of the window for a while and then turned his head suddenly, his expression didn't change at all. Tone, almost choked up.

"Let me drive, you have a rest." He Xin opened the car door, and walked around to the driver's seat as if nothing had happened. Wu Rui didn't stop him, and changed places with him on the spot. He knew the other person's character, and he and his father had always been at odds. , He has never received the love and care of his family, but well, his father passed away, no one can bear it, no matter how much hatred is hidden in his heart, he can't bear it.

He Xin fastened his seat belt a little bit, and didn't let it go until he felt a dull pain in his chest. He held the steering wheel with both hands, turned to the left, and then drove away without saying a word on the way.

Before getting out of the car, Wu Rui chatted with him about the whole story. That night, his aunt went to the hospital to find his mother. The two of them had a loud quarrel, and soon his father arrived to bring his aunt. Let's go, at that time his mother calmly said that the three of us had a good talk and went to a coffee shop near the hospital, maybe it was his mother's insistence, maybe his aunt wanted to show off because he was confident, maybe his dad didn't want to lose face in the hospital , wanting to calm things down, in short, the three of them got into the car with ulterior motives.

After driving for a while, his mother suddenly lost control of her emotions and rushed forward from the back seat to grab the steering wheel. She said that it would be a big deal to die together. His father hurriedly beat the steering wheel to death, trying to stop on the side of the road, but was oncoming A big truck, in a panic, he didn't have time to step on the brakes, the car overturned, he used his body to protect the aunt who was the co-pilot, when the rescue team arrived, his father had died on the spot, and the aunt suffered brain damage The impact, never waking up, his mother was less injured than them, but also broke ribs, damaged calf muscles, and may be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

He Xin's first reaction after hearing this was that the world has gone crazy.

My mother indirectly killed my father, is there anything crazier than this?

He Xin stood at the door of the house full of black Bentleys, trying hard to move forward, but unfortunately, there was not a single joint in her body that could be controlled, and she was silent for a long time facing the unfamiliar door.

At this time, a person came out. He Xin's top-notch height was very conspicuous in the crowd. The person saw him instantly, and his expression became painful and hideous. He waved his fist.

He Xin had never lost a fight before, and he knew where the other party was going to hit him with a move of his finger, but this time he was probably too tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and a little at a loss, he raised his eyes expressionlessly, Without dodging, the man punched so hard that He Xin staggered back a few steps.

"What are you doing back here? Do you still have the fucking face to step into this house?" The man gasped and said, "Your mother, your mother killed my father and made my mother unconscious until now! Didn't you say you'll never come back? Why are you rolling back?"

Wu Rui helped He Xin, and stared back fiercely. He didn't like Tan Ze very much. This person is just a fool. When He Xin was around, he didn't even dare to fart. He pretended to be good at home and sucked it outside. Fan Wanmei, tricking little girls into bed, looks like a scum.

He Xin broke free from Wu Rui's hand, stood up straight and wiped the blood from the corner of her lower lip, and looked at him coldly, "Your father? Is your surname He?"

The voice of this sentence was not loud, but many people at the scene began to pay attention to He Xin after he came in. Now they heard it very clearly. Tan Ze had nowhere to vent his anger, and heard He Xin blocking him like this, he wished he could Then go up and beat him to pieces, but He Xin didn't give him this chance, grabbed him by the collar and turned him over, twisted his arm with his backhand and pushed him forward, "When someone dies, you just make trouble, that's what you do Are you filial to your father?"

Those relatives didn't have a good impression of He Xin. In their minds, he was a rotten person. His parents raised him so much, and he left as soon as he said it. The words ungrateful and wolf-hearted are not enough to describe his badness, and he His mother's madness probably had something to do with him, so when he pushed Tan Ze, many relatives began to criticize him, and some even wanted to rush up to replace his dead father and slap him.

Tan Ze burst into tears and shed tears. He cried with sincerity, and he didn't have the vigor of beating someone just now.

He Xin looked at everything and suddenly found it very funny, yes, it was funny.

Although he is not welcome in this family, he recognizes many relatives. Most of the relatives present today are Tan Ze and his mother's relatives. Tears are all on their faces, and some women are crying with makeup It's spent, He Xin doesn't know what they have to cry about, it's only been a few times to ask his father for money, the relationship is so deep?

"Get out of the way." He Xin pushed Tan Ze away and walked a few steps in. The relatives stepped forward and looked at him condemningly.

He Xin frowned, Wu Rui was afraid that he couldn't help rushing up to beat someone for a while, so he held his arm and dragged him back, but He Xin was not as unbearable as he imagined, he pushed open the door and went back Next, he glanced at them indifferently, "I'll just say it again, don't make trouble here, don't let me see you making trouble again, or I won't get any money for you, I will do what I say, want to try it?" ?”

The scene fell silent in an instant, even Tan Ze only dared to glare, but stopped stepping forward to stop He Xin from entering.

Wu Rui followed He Xin and hurried in the door. He was afraid that He Xin would collapse, and he was also afraid that he would be overwhelmed by these stupid things. He began to regret calling him this time, did he really do it? wrong.

"I'm sorry." Wu Rui said, "I shouldn't have asked you to come back overnight to bear this."

He Xin shook her head, "I don't want to be an idiot that my dad is dead and I'm still having fun outside. It's better to know now than later. Don't you know me? I've always been a person who chooses short-term pain."

"Hey." Wu Rui patted him, "Fuck, those people are really disgusting."

"It's the mother's fault and the son's responsibility. There's nothing wrong with them thinking so." He Xin sighed silently, "I'll go talk to the lawyer and find out what happened at the scene of the accident."

"Yeah." Wu Rui looked at the back of him leaving, trying to squeeze out a smile.

From the first time he saw He Xin at the airport, he felt that the other party had changed a lot, as if he had grown up all of a sudden, but he didn't like it no matter how he saw it.

He Xin learned from the lawyer that the main responsibility for the accident should be the bus driver. It was he who failed to obey the traffic rules and drove through a red light, causing his father to crash into him in a panic. It might be a fuse, not her leading, but now it's useless to say these things, his father has passed away.

He Xin glanced at the room surrounded by white, feeling unspeakably oppressed.

The mourning hall in the living room is very ornate, very similar to his father's flamboyant style. There is a photo of him when he was young on the wall. He looks like a certain movie star. His father is very good-looking, but his brain is not very good. Yes, he fell in love with such a woman, he used to always think so, but now he realizes that his father really loves that woman, if he doesn't rush towards her, maybe he won't die.

His mother is also because she really loves his father, she will do everything to hurt herself, she will love to the point of madness, love to the point of losing herself, love to the point of twisting and destroying.

The origin of all things is because of a fucking love word.

Should I sing it?

What kind of situation does great love push people into?

However, all the love is not for him. In the love between his father and his mother, he is a complete victim. His father doesn't love his mother anymore, and even looking at him is not pleasing to the eye. His mother loves him so badly His father hated him because of his brother's loss. He was sandwiched between them. He has lived a difficult life for more than ten years. Even now, when he comes to mourn, he has to be looked at by another person with the kind of eyes that you don't want to get out of. , why?

He Xin took a stick of incense from the nanny, knelt down and kowtowed to his father, then stood up and stared at the photo of the deceased for a long time in silence. He had nothing to say, and his relationship with He Wenbo was not so deep that it hurts so much now. The degree of heart, not to mention the superb acting skills of those relatives, in the eyes of outsiders, he just went through the process of kowtow, that's all, he is such an unfilial son who can't shed a tear even after his father dies.

"Do you want to sleep at my house tonight?" Wu Rui walked to his side, "Or should I open a room for you?"

He Xin looked back at the living room and said, "No, I'll keep watch."

"You..." Wu Rui looked at him, sighed for a long time and said, "Then I will stay with you tonight."

"It's okay, I just saw my auntie, she chatted with me for a while, don't you guys have a New Year's wine to drink tonight?" He Xin patted him on the shoulder.

"Then I'll come back after drinking!" Wu Rui still stared at him, "I don't worry about you being here alone."

He Xin smiled and pointed to herself, "I've never seen any big storms, and in Nanxi I handle things alone, and those people are not worthy of my attention."

Wu Rui turned his head and beat He Xin's chest, "Fuck, you're doing well."

He Xin brought him a glass of water, and the two of them sat quietly in a corner on one side, watching one by one cry in front of his father's portrait, and finally took out his mobile phone to play when he was tired of crying. I laughed, and cried instantly when others passed by, as if I had learned to change faces.

There were so many people coming and going, He Xin counted, and there were no more than five people who were really sad for his father.

When Wu Rui left, he gave him thousands of reminders, because he was afraid that He Xin would cause conflicts if he stayed here, but the other party insisted on staying to watch the night, so he was too embarrassed to say anything, and finally left reluctantly.

Without Wu Rui by his side, He Xin seemed even more out of place in this group of people. In the evening, the shareholders of their company and reporters would come to interview him. After all, his father was a prominent figure in Bincheng, and he deserved to die no matter what. newspaper pages.

He Xin hadn't eaten much all day, and his cell phone hadn't been turned on. Tan Ze stood on both sides of him, bowing to the guests. It was just that one was crying like rain, and the other was expressionless. The contrast was so obvious that many people thought Tan Ze is He Wenbo's own son, but He Xin doesn't care what people outside think of him, he just wants to fulfill his responsibilities, no regrets, no regrets, as long as he doesn't feel guilty.

But he couldn't bear the moment of tranquility when outsiders came to disturb him.

Tan Ze and his uncle intentionally or unintentionally blamed He Xin's mother for the cause of the accident in front of the reporters, and repeatedly stated that he was as crazy as his mother. The more they talked, the more excited they became, and finally even said that maybe this was what his mother planned.

The reporter's sharp questions poked He Xin's heart like a sharp knife. They asked the truth of the matter over and over again, and they wanted to dig up more inside information for fear of chaos, regardless of the pain of the person involved.

"Is that enough?" He Xin laughed hoarsely, "What do you want to ask?"

"Why is my mother crazy? What does it have to do with me?"

"Why did my dad marry my aunt, and what does it have to do with me?"

"Whether this car accident was controlled by my mother or not, what does it have to do with me?"

"Why can I stand so indifferently after his death without shedding a single tear? What does it have to do with you?"

He Xin approached them step by step, and finally raised her eyelids and shouted, "It's very exciting to see other people's affairs, don't you think you have found a lot of information this time?"

The reporter shrank his neck and took two steps back. He Xin grabbed his collar and snatched the camera from his hand, "This episode is not allowed to be broadcast, not even the shit Tan Ze just said Ready to broadcast."

He Xin unplugged the camera, threw things on him, let go of his hand, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and indifference in his dark eyes, "My dad loves face, I hope you can let him keep it. The last bit of dignity, trouble, just leave me, and you are the same." He turned his head and looked at Tan Ze, "I said, don't mess with me, or I will fight for the inheritance to the end, after all, my surname is He, you are an ass .”

He Xin didn't know when those people left, but when he realized he had already smoked half a pack of cigarettes on the balcony, his mind went blank, as if he was so tired that he lost his ability to perceive pain, so he just wanted to squat down and let go.

He didn't suffer so much that his whole body ached, but he couldn't get up because he couldn't breathe. He felt suffocated, confused, and extremely cold. If he hadn't come to Bincheng, he should be huddled on the sofa with Little Milk Foam to watch TV right now.

When he thought of the little milk foam, he couldn't help but think of Li Yanqi. A large piece of soot fell down and landed on his down jacket. He Xin sniffed, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

The moment Li Yanqi's voice appeared on the receiver, he almost threw the phone away.

The other party's breathing is very light, mix it up

The sound of the wind sounds very gentle.

"Brother Ta."

"Yeah." Li Yanqi said, "I'm here."

He Xin's heart skipped a beat, and the previous stable mood quickly turned into sadness, grievance, irritability, puzzlement, anger, and missing you.

"It's so late, are you still awake?" Li Yanqi said, "Why didn't you answer my call in the afternoon?"

He Xin stood up from the ground, patted the ashes on her knees and said, "Oh, I missed something."

"Yeah." Li Yanqi paused for a long time, then smiled and said, "Why is your voice so hoarse? Have you caught a cold?"

"No." He Xin tilted her head, and when she realized that no one would come up, she leaned on the receiver and sighed softly, "I just want to hear what you have to say."

"Ok?"

"You can say whatever you want." He Xin said.

Li Yanqi is a careful person, as soon as he heard He Xin's voice, he knew something was wrong with him. He didn't dare to be too direct, fearing that the other party would hang up, so he asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?"

He Xin smiled and said, "Brother Ta, please praise me, 180 words are enough."

Li Yanqi was stunned for a moment, then complied with him, cleared his throat and said, "You are very handsome."

"I know." He Xin tapped the phone.

"You're savage, your fighting moves are cool, and you never lose."

"Although you have a bad temper and are very emotional, you are very kind and a pure person in all aspects."

"You are also very good, with [-] points in English and a pass in math."

He Xin clicked her tongue, "Things like passing mathematics are not within the scope of boasting."

Li Yanqi smiled lightly, "Don't interrupt."

"Go ahead." He Xin put on the down jacket and hat, and let out a cold breath.

"You play the piano well, you run fast, you can sing, and you skate professionally."

"You have beautiful hands, shark muscles and abs, and you have a great figure."

Li Yanqi was silent suddenly, and it took a long time before he breathed out and said, "You are very brave."

"You are very good, better than you think."

He Xin suddenly felt a little sour in his nose, and then his whole body lost strength.

He thought, since he is as good as Li Yanqi said, why no one loves him, why no one sees his goodness, his hard work, and the way he lives seriously?

Why does everyone only care about themselves, why does he never receive even a little care, why when he wants to start over, there are always hands pulling him back?

Why, he obviously hated his father, but he was so sad after his death.

why?

He Xin turned around, accidentally kicked the wall, and dinged the voice-activated light to turn on.

The harsh light around him pierced his eyes, He Xin blocked the light with his hands, squatted down and buried his face in his knees.

He thought, He Wenbo's biggest regret in his life is that he gave all his love to another person, but never found out my goodness.

I'm so good!Li Yanqi said that I am so good!Are you all blind?Are you fucking blind!

He Xin hung up the phone, feeling sick in his heart, he wanted to vomit a little.

Li Yanqi heard the beeping busy tone from the receiver, and immediately called back, but He Xin didn't answer again, so he put his hand in his pocket, and hurriedly called Uncle Zhao after walking for a while.

Uncle Zhao answered it with a yawn, and was also stunned when he heard Li Yanqi's voice.

"Ah? You mean He Xin? He left. He left this afternoon. He seems to have something to go back to Bincheng. Didn't he tell you?"

Li Yanqi took a few breaths and was silent for a while, "No.

He didn't know that He Xin had left, why he left, or what happened at home?

So...will he come back?

When Li Yanqi thought of this, there was a loud "bang" in his heart, and then his mind went blank.