Boiling point

Liao Mei waited for a long time in the hospital ward before Li Yanqi came over from the attending doctor.

"How? What did the doctor say?"

Li Yanqi glanced at his drowsy younger brother, walked straight to the cabinet, took a bottle of toilet water and sprayed it all over his body, and then helped him tuck the quilt up.

"You were bitten by a mosquito?" Liao Mei said.

"I saved a lemon on the road just now. I didn't expect the lemon to be an old smoker." Li Yanqi raised his arm and sniffed his clothes. The toilet water has a strong ability to absorb odors. He thought of the choking smell when he was close to the other person, and felt that he should smile coldly, he really hated that smell of smoke.

"Are you sick or not?" Liao Mei looked at him, "Lemon essence reincarnated? Do I have to laugh three times to cooperate with you?"

"Don't laugh." Li Yanqi said, "If you laugh now, believe it or not, I will slap you."

Liao Mei also casually said that when he saw Li Yanqi's expression when he came back from the doctor, he knew that his brother's condition was not optimistic.

All he could do at this time was silence. Liao Mei moved a chair to sit with him, and touched the cigarette in his pocket with his fingers, but he definitely couldn't smoke with Li Yanqi beside him, so he had to sigh in accordance with the breathing rhythm of the other party, and continued to breathe. After sighing ten times, Liao Mei heard Li Yanqi say in a deep voice, "Doctor Qiu said that if my brother can have the operation, he might not be able to survive."

Liao Mei froze for a moment, and then her voice cracked, "What do you mean? Didn't you just build a bridge and do an operation?"

Li Yanqi rubbed his fingertips, "If it's that simple, all heart patients in the world won't die."

Liao Mei stood up, looking more irritable than Li Yanqi. He turned around in a circle, his eyes were red, "Then do we still need to have an operation? The cost plus the chance, we..."

Li Yanxi swung his shoulder and patted him hard twice, "Move, but not now, I have to make more money and take him to a better hospital, no matter what the result is, I have to try to know .”

Liao Mei said with a smile, "Dude, I just like your way of fighting against God."

Li Yanqi glanced at Li An, his younger brother's thin body was wrapped in a quilt and he could barely see it, his body and face were covered with tubes, and his breathing could hardly be heard during the silence between them.

Li Yanqi curled his fingertips, then turned his head suddenly, staring at the ECG monitor, the winding lines on it gave him a little comfort.

He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily.

"I'll stay with you to watch the night tonight. The two of you can change shifts." Liao Mei took out her mobile phone to send a message to her mother while talking.

"School is about to start, your mother has spent all her energy in beating you up playing mahjong, right?"

Liao Mei snorted, "Yesterday, I was still serial, saying that I copied your homework, and it was completely unqualified."

Li Yanqi turned to look at him, "Did you copy all the correct answers?"

"Nonsense." Liao Mei said, "It's still meaningful for me to copy wrongly. I have to correct it after correcting it."

"Your IQ is hopeless." Li Yanqi pushed him, "Close the door for me, I'll wait."

Liao Mei went out to wash his hands, and when he entered the door, he saw Li Yanqi rubbing his temples, sighed heavily, turned around and closed the door gently.

Li An's medical bills are a huge sum of money. Ever since he met Li Yanqi, this person has been wandering endlessly between working, going to school, and taking care of his sick brother. This kind of lonely and struggling edge, he is like It is a perpetual motion machine that does not feel tired and does not dare to stop. Too many things that should not be carried by him are all pressed on him, and all difficulties are overcome by myself with gritted teeth.Compared with his peers who are heartless and heartless as a monk hitting the clock for a day, Li Yanqi's life lacks too much freedom, and the rest is involuntary.

If that accident hadn't happened, if his father hadn't run away, would everything have been different?

After being silent for nearly 10 minutes, Liao Mei couldn't help rubbing his belly and started talking about the topic, "Hey, brother Ta, where is the lemon egg roll you said to make for me earlier?"

Li Yanqi opened his eyes, stared at a certain point in the air for a while, and then said lightly, "Oh, I gave it to the new tenant on a whim."

"Fuck!" Liao Meila shrugged, "You're going too far, where's the love egg roll?"

Li Yanqi said, "I saw several bags of lemon ready-to-eat slices in the public trash can in our kitchen. I guess he should like to eat lemons. Anyway, it's a good thing to live under the eaves, and it's always right to show goodwill."

Liao Mei sighed, "Your damn EQ is awesome."

Li Yanqi shook his phone, clicked on one of the messages and read out, "Thank you for the egg roll, it's delicious, I'll treat you to dinner another day—the tenant of No. [-] house."

Liao Mei looked down, and a cold and cute smiling face came into view. Looking at the arc of the eyes, you could tell who made it. Liao Mei applauded him, "The fighter in Mensao, I give you my name." .”

Li Yanqi said, "Actually, I don't even know whether he is a man or a woman. If I tease him, I will send you off."

"Go away, no one likes to bully me." Liao Mei looked at her face through the phone screen, and muttered a few words unconvinced, "I'm short, but I'm pretty handsome."

Li Yanqi leaned back on the chair, smiled and opened his eyes, the expression on his face was a little tired, and his eyes were covered with a layer of gray.

On the first day of school, He Xin woke up late because of a nightmare. When she rushed out with her schoolbag, her mind was still full of images of his mother beating him. Sometimes her high heels were whipped, and the bench was smashed. His mother screamed and trembled while beating The body expression is very ferocious.He cried in his dream, and he knew it was not reality when he dreamed here, because no matter how his mother beat him before, he never cried, as if his natural lacrimal gland was damaged, no matter how painful it was.

So he stopped struggling, and let him vent to him like a fucking lunatic, he would wake up anyway, but he didn't expect that it had been more than two hours since he woke up.

He Xin sat on the bed in a daze, the scene in the dream flashed by, but subtly pricked his nerves, He Xin suddenly felt very upset, he lifted the quilt, smoked a cigarette by the bedside, and calmed down After a few minutes, I got dressed and ran towards the school.

Fortunately, he stepped on the spot before, and it only took 10 minutes to run to the school in one go. He Xin slammed on the brakes in front of the plaque of Nanxi No. [-] Middle School. The security guard stared at the little flying man in front of him. It took you a long time to smooth out the words, "Which class are you in?!"

He Xin didn't know which class he was in. When he contacted the school earlier, someone told him that he could just come to Teacher Wang Lichun when school started. .”

The security guard gave him a suspicious look, as if He Xin was not a student who came here to study, but a different kind who accidentally broke into the forbidden area. This kind of scrutiny made him very uncomfortable. He Xin took advantage of her height and repeated it condescendingly, "I Find Teacher Wang Lichun."

Five minutes later, teacher Wang Lichun came late.

It's a little different from what I imagined, no, it's too different.

Wang Lichun is a young and beautiful female teacher, she should be less than 30 years old, at least in terms of her attire, she doesn't look like a people's teacher. He Xin glanced at her frugal skirt and turned her head to think, this teacher is also well dressed. It's too cool.

"Hello, He Xin, right? I'm your teacher, Teacher Wang Lichun."

He Xin was led into the school gate by her. The school was bigger than he imagined, and the teaching building was refurbished. It was a bit dilapidated compared to the private school he went to before, but the green facilities were very good, and it was green grass at a glance. , There was a classmate hiding in the lawn, as if wearing an original ecological green hat, He Xin was amused by his own thoughts, just pursed his lips, and heard Teacher Wang Lichun cough heavily.

"You are late for class on the first day, you are very happy, student He Xin?"

It was difficult to answer this question, He Xin pondered for a while what the other party's intention was, and decided it was better to keep silent.

The two walked along the green belt for a while, and came to a teaching building. It was the end of class time, and the surroundings were bustling with noise, and everyone's faces were very strange. They leaned on the railing, and their faces bloomed. Smiling, some are chatting, some are eating snacks, some are playing, they look very relaxed and happy.

He Xin has been suffering from low air pressure since he woke up today, and his eardrums hurt a little from the noise. He frowned and quickened his pace.

Suddenly Teacher Wang Lichun said, "He Xin, how tall are you?"

He Xin was stunned, put her hand in her pocket casually, and replied, "190."

The sound of Teacher Wang's high-heeled shoes knocking on the ground was quite shocking, and his personality was probably particularly aggressive. All the way past, the laughter stopped as if the pause button was pressed, and then all of them poked their heads out to look at He Xin, and whispered in a low voice. whisper.

"Go and stand over there." Teacher Wang led him up three flights of stairs and pointed to the classroom door of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High.

"What?" He Xin was taken aback again.

"Students who are late today are all standing there. You, He Xin, stand for me too." Teacher Wang added after finishing speaking, "You are the tallest, stand for me last, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, look at you I want to hit someone if the level is not uniform."

He Xin opened her mouth, and the two words I said came with vibrato effects.

What's wrong with this teacher?

"If you are a few minutes late, you have to stand outside in the corridor after class. If you enter my class, you have to follow my rules."

"He Xin, hurry over and stand!"

As soon as Teacher Wang Lichun's voice was raised, the whole atmosphere immediately became serious. The students who watched the excitement had almost dispersed. For fear of harming Chi Yu, it would not be worthwhile to ask them to recite a few texts by heart.

He Xin came to school on the first day, and he wanted to keep a low profile. Although he was often commented as the type who can't keep a low profile anywhere, he didn't want to be too ostentatious. He quickly glanced at the wifi signal in the corridor, and He Xin threw his schoolbag to the school. Over the shoulder, go to the far right.

Including him, there are four people in total, the first one is short and his head is lowered, he can't see his face clearly, the second one looks a bit rushed, and he stares at Teacher Wang in disbelief, and the third one looks the most normal , tied a black hair band, put his hands on the railing, his legs were crossed and bent, and his face was turned to the other side.He made the seemingly random movements very chic, with his eyes still half closed, a bit suspicious of being handsome. He Xin walked to him and found that several girls passing by would sneak glances at him from time to time.

The man was a little shorter than him, but he was about 1.8 meters five. He Xin stood next to him, and the sun was shining on him. The heat was unbearable. He Xin leaned to the left, wanting to walk In the shadows, the man next to him raised his leg to make room for him. Only then did he realize from his ecstasy that there were more people around him. The two looked up at the same time, and He Xin saw that the tip of the other's eyelashes was dyed golden. , and played the undercut whistle in his mind.

"Fuck." The two said at the same time.

One is aboveboard, and the other is reserved and euphemistic.