Hechun and Jingming

In fact, there was nothing difficult to investigate, there were only a few mischievous bullies in the class, Xiao Xiao's teacher Lan Hua, who was showing a tendency to go bald, pointed to the location of one, two, three, four, five, and took all the suspects to the office.He Chun, who was yelling not to leave, was pushed back by Qu Jingming when the bell rang for the last class, and he grinned.

"Then I'll come find you after school."

Qu Jingming looked at him with a distant expression, neither saying yes nor no, waved him to leave, and returned to his seat.He Chun scratched the hair on the back of his head, looked at Qu Jingming's thin back, smacked his lips, and ran away like the wind.

Although Hechun has always been around Qu Jingming since the beginning of the third grade, his job as a bully has never been delayed.Forming cliques, swaggering and bullying others is still the most important thing for him. As long as he can remember, He Yonglian told him that connections help you succeed. Laugh, but you have to make them feel a certain fear of you.

He thinks that his comprehension is in place. Every year when he is promoted to a new grade, the most important thing is to start a fight first, show his overwhelming advantage in physical strength, and then gather his power in the new class, and then he can move forward. Hug and hug for the next year.

When necessary, you can also use your precious power to protect the people you want to take care of.So after school, when Qu Jingming went downstairs with Hechun's lunch box, he saw a row of people standing there waiting for him.

Qu Jingming: "..."

Seeing him, He Chun waved his hand immediately: "Let's go, send Mingming home!"

Hearing this, Qu Jingming felt a chill all over his body like never before. He watched He Chun bring the group of people over, and there was only one thought in his mind, leave, leave quickly, leave immediately!But there seemed to be a thousand catties under his feet, and he couldn't even lift it up.

Hechun obviously couldn't understand his feelings at all. Pidianpidian took the lunch box from him, and with a smile on his face, after taking out the untouched seafood powder inside, he became dejected: "You don't even eat it."

Qu Jingming: "No time."

"Oh." He Chun twitched the corners of his mouth, but soon became excited again, pointing to his little brothers and said, "I will give you all back in the future, and no one can touch half of your finger under my nose! "

...Can you say such shameful lines so naturally, how did this guy grow up, does Hejia's TV show young and Dangerous kids every day?In this comparison, it would be better to play Gongdouju full of scheming...even if it's just Huanzhugege and Princess Huaiyu.

Qu Jingming felt that he couldn't bear it, but he still endured it. He nodded expressionlessly, maintaining a good self-cultivation: "Thank you."

A group of people went out of the school gate in a mighty manner and headed for the Root Bamboo Garden.

When he grew up, thinking of that day, Hechun regretted bringing so many people to the bamboo garden.His self-esteem as the boss may have been cultivated early, so that it was still buried in his blood for a long time, so he always carried the burden of being an inexplicable boss, thinking that crying in front of his "subordinates" was very shameful and despicable. Prestige, to use today's fresh online vocabulary, is the collapse of human design.

He regretted for many years that he collapsed in public that day.

But at that time, he did have a complete breakdown from the spirit to the heart.

Root Bamboo Garden is a narrow path, and it is also one of the earliest residential areas in Fangcheng. The houses on both sides of the road are the first batch of houses designed and built under the concept of "town planning" in Fangcheng. Every household is a small two-story building. , the layout is similar, with exterior walls and a small courtyard. When it was first built, it was considered luxurious.

But with the baptism of the years and the change of the government one after another, this place has gradually become an obsolete political achievement, and it has become a dilapidated old district. The narrow roads can hardly drive a larger bicycle.

That day, when they returned to the intersection, they found that there were two or three cars crowded in the narrow path, and the white ambulance in the front was parked at their home in Herong, which had no house number.The broken door that has been crumbling for a long time is rarely opened on both sides, and the scene in the yard can be seen at a glance: several people in police uniforms are talking to Mrs. Chen, and the sharp appearance of Mrs. Chen is gone. , with a quiet expression, showing no emotion, just nodding from time to time; there is a gourd shelf in the yard, there are no gourds in autumn, and the shelf is bare, and something under the shelf covered with a white cloth is particularly eye-catching, which makes people unable to see it. ignore.

He Chun noticed it at a glance, and for some reason, he shivered with chills all over his body, and stepped back subconsciously.Qu Jingming, who was beside him, took a good look at him, fished for him, touched a few fingers, wanted to hold them, but couldn't hold them, so he leaned over and whispered: "Don't be afraid."

But Hechun was afraid for no reason.

The "subordinates" he brought all poked their heads into the yard curiously, the bold and ignorant ones had already run in, and the more mature ones seemed to have realized something.At that moment, Hechun broke through the limitations of his brain and turned to the latter, becoming the kind who hesitated to move forward.Until He Rong walked out of the yard with a stack of documents that looked like documents, and looked up to see him.

He Rong was a little surprised by the appearance of this younger brother, but seeing Qu Jingming's state and the ostentation they brought, he could somewhat guess the situation.But at this moment, she has no time to take care of these children's disputes, looking at her younger brother Hechun from a distance, with a bit of sadness in her cold eyes, she sighed secretly, and beckoned to Hechun wearily.

"Your sister is calling you." Qu Jingming whispered in his ear.

He Chun came back to his senses, the cold feeling was still there, which made him a little dull, he said "oh", and walked towards He Rong.

Among these children, Qu Jingming is the youngest, but he is more mature than anyone else. He silently follows He Rong and observes the situation in the yard. Sometimes he feels that he has a special ability. Entering a certain environment, any irrelevant sounds and images will be filtered, and he can clearly grasp the information he wants from the chaos and complexity.

For example, he heard the police uncle in front of Mrs. Chen say, "Your daughter must sign for the cremation, she is the only adult immediate family member." After the doctor drove away, the doctor muttered in a low voice, "What are you looking at, it scares you to death"...

He trembled when he heard it, and he couldn't help looking at the white cloth, and suddenly felt that the whole gourd shelf became gloomy.

He Rong held the document in one hand, and pulled the two children to his side with the other, rare gentleness, rare seriousness: "You two go to the house first, don't go to class in the afternoon, I will ask you for leave."

Qu Jingming nodded obediently, and stepped into the room. As soon as he stepped in, he found that He Chun hadn't followed. Looking back, He Chun was holding He Rong's sleeve, staring up at her eyes, muttering "Sister, sister..." Unknowingly lowered her voice, "Sister, I, I'm afraid..."

He Rong hugged him and moved her lips. She was not used to comforting people, and she almost didn't have this skill.She couldn't even open her mouth to say what was going on in the situation in front of her.

At this time, a policeman came up to him and hurriedly asked, "Did He Yonglian and Mo Shufang tell you about his recent life and business before his death? Do you have any suspicious clues in your mind?"

The word "lifetime" hit Hechun's ears, and he trembled in Herong's arms. The trembling flesh of his body made the trembling very clear, and Herong subconsciously wanted to cover his ears.But before she had time, Hechun pushed her away with astonishing strength, she was caught off guard and almost fell, seeing Hechun rushed towards the gourd stand with a clear goal, and lifted the white cloth.

Immediately, everyone stopped what they were doing, looked over there, and could see the two unrecognizable corpses under the white cloth from a close distance, and dared not look at the corners from a distance, the word "miserable" Straight into everyone's heart and mind.

And spring spit.

After experiencing the apprehension before doing it and the fear at the moment when he did it, when he saw his parents turned into... something, he immediately turned his head and vomited, and his eyes never looked at the two piles of things again.If it was a corpse, he was unwilling to admit it, and if it was his parents, he couldn't accept it... So it was two piles of fleshy things.

He Rong went over to pull him, he hugged the wooden pillar of the shelf, vomited wholeheartedly, until there was nothing to vomit out of his stomach, only tears were left, and there was a crying sound in his throat The hoarse voice, with the childishness of a child, once again poked a big "poor" in the hearts of the adults present.

The doctor next to him covered the white cloth again, and called for someone to carry the single frame to the ambulance outside. The group of children who followed were chased by the police, and ran away without a trace. It is estimated that many people will do it tonight. nightmare.

He Rong shouted at Mrs. Chen: "Mom!"

Mrs. Chen walked over. She looked very strange after all her hostility had receded. The accident seemed to have re-discovered her temperament of a young lady who had been dusted for decades. Ling Hechun's crying weakened, his breath became steady, and he looked up at her blankly.

A puff of air rose in his throat, as if he was about to vomit again, but the hand behind his back stroked his shoulder blades to his vest, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable, and he yelled in a daze: "Auntie."

Mrs. Chen sighed, and said, "Let's go, go inside, there is no such thing as children here, can they walk?" Turning to look at Qu Jingming, "Come and help your uncle."

Ever since she knew that Heyong Lian had misunderstood Qu Jingming as her grandson, she had called Qu Jingming her grandson half-sarcastically and half-jokingly. Whenever she tried to make peace with her children, she also called him "your mother". I don't know whether to follow this habit or to make fun of her weirdness, and even address Hechun as "your uncle".

Qu Jingming looked from a distance just now, but he didn't see the scene under the white cloth clearly, so he wasn't frightened, he didn't show any signs of weakness in his legs and feet, and he was full of sympathy for Hechun at this moment, so he immediately went over to help this new cheap uncle.

Uncle Cheap is really heavy, and it seems that his legs and feet are soft enough.Qu Jingming and Mrs. Chen almost dragged him into the room together. In the main room, the chair in front of the utility table was the largest. Mrs. Chen stuffed He Chun into the chair, and pointed to the kettle: "Go get a glass of water." , you stay with him, don't run out."

Qu Jingming nodded, and Mrs. Chen went out, closing half of the hall door.

He Chun curled up in the chair motionless, with his head almost touching the armrest, his gaze fixed on the ground. If viewed from a distance, it might look like a ball. Some people laughed and some praised it.But when Qu Jingming looked closely, he felt that his heart, which had been dull for a long time, sank, dull, and felt a little painful when he breathed.

He truly sympathized with Hechun.

The two haven't eaten since school. After watching for a while, Qu Jingming remembered that the seafood powder in the morning hadn't been touched. Shrimp and snails are poor in color.

Reluctantly, Qu Jingming picked it up with his chopsticks and asked Hechun, "Do you want to eat?"

Hechun didn't speak, just glanced at him.

Then treat it as something to eat.Qu Jingming put all the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, picked up the powder and wanted to feed him, and then successfully saw that his stiff face became complicated, and he knew he was about to move—shrinking into the chair.

Qu Jingming said: "My mother used to get drunk and couldn't eat by herself. I also fed her like this. Don't hide."

With that said, send it to him again.Hechun probably didn't have the strength and space to hide, so he reluctantly opened his mouth and stared at Qu Jingming, as if he was concentrating, but also as if he was in a trance.