After binding the system I was forced to dress in women [Quick Transmigration]

Xu Mingyou's home is half an hour away from the school. He has to walk 4 times a day, passing through many old residential areas along the way, and passing through some not-so-glorious gray areas. At this moment, he walked through a hair salon with its gate closed , Just happened to meet someone coming out of it.

When the man saw him, his eyes moved, and then he turned his head and said to the people behind him, "Look, what kind of shit luck did we have today, to meet the Xu family kid."

The people behind laughed, and said maliciously: "Hey, why are you talking so unkindly? We are obviously waiting here on purpose, just waiting for him to stop after class. You are not paying attention to the hard work of the brothers. Seriously."

The people inside had come out completely, and the five men stood in front of him with unfriendly expressions, Xu Mingyou took a step back, with a somewhat impatient expression on his face.

The man at the front spoke again: "Little brat, where's your dad?"

Xu Mingyou laughed sarcastically: "Dad? He's already dead, I don't have a dad."

A man with colorful arms stepped forward and pushed his shoulder: "Hey, why is your son so unfilial? Even if he dies, he must know where to bury him. Uncles are still going to visit his grave."

Another man with high cheekbones glared at Hua Bi, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you still fighting with the child? How old is this? Let me tell you, it should be like this..." Before he finished speaking, he turned to Xu Mingyou punched his head in the past.

Xu Mingyou reacted quickly, turned his head to avoid it, and quickly pulled a bent steel pipe from the garbage dump next to him, and waved it towards the man's hand.

Gao Cheekbone let out a cry of pain, covered his hands and cursed, and the others immediately surrounded him.

I don't know who said it: "It's only right and proper to pay the debt of the father!" Then there was a mixture of abuse and curses that were unbearable.

Xu Mingyou grew up in fights since he was a child. He met a lot in big scenes, and there were many people on the other side. He knew that he couldn't confront them head-on at this time, otherwise he would be the one who suffered. He dodged flexibly and looked for opportunities to fight back.

In the chaos, he was kicked in the crook of his leg, and his body staggered forward. His face hurt, and he was scratched by the wire on the electric pole by the side of the road.

He turned back gloomyly, and the other party was like playing with a monkey, pointing at him and laughing, the laughter hurt his ears, as if someone was stabbing his eardrum with an awl.

The gloom in Xu Mingyou's heart rushed up to the top of the sky uncontrollably, and there was only one thought in his mind - damn it!

He copied the steel pipe in his hand, and swung it towards the leader very quickly. The man was swung straight, and his laughter turned into a scream halfway. He took out a knife and rushed over.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Fights are always more desperate than who they are fighting. These people are just ordinary hooligans and not desperadoes. Naturally, they cherish their lives. Seeing the young man rushing forward with madness and irrational eyes, the first reaction is to disperse , he swung the knife frantically, someone was cut on the arm, and ran away screaming, the man in the lead spat bad luck, and called the brothers to leave first.

Everyone left, Xu Mingyou stood where he was, took a deep breath with his head down, looked up at the sky divided into several pieces by the wires, the sunset glow on the other side of the sky contained a touch of strange deep purple, which melted into his eyes It turned into thick ink.He closed his eyes, calmed down, put the knife back into his schoolbag, wiped the blood off his hands, tidied his clothes carefully, and walked home.

His home is in a dilapidated neighborhood. The old tube building is a product of the last century. The walls of the corridor have become so black and yellow that the original color cannot be distinguished, and various small advertisements have been pasted layer after layer.He climbed up one step at a time. Most of the people living in this building have moved out, so quiet that only the echo of footsteps can be heard.

He walked to the fourth floor, and the corridor began to become lively. The walls were splashed with colorful paint, and the bright red paint flowed down the wall like blood. Various curses were pasted all over the wall, in old and new colors. Not one.

"Xu Jiancheng, pay back the debt!"

"If you don't pay back the money, the whole family will die!"

"The mother-in-law is going to be a chicken, my father is disabled, and my son..."

……

Xu Mingyou turned a blind eye and walked to the fifth floor. The walls here were completely changed, with layers of paint, some of which looked freshly splashed, while others had already faded.

Countless "x"s were painted on the door of the house with red paint. He took out the key expressionlessly and was about to open the door, but found that the door had already been opened a crack.

Panicked emotions hit his heart, his hands and feet felt cold for an instant, and he immediately opened the door and walked in.

It was as if the house had just been robbed. The tables and chairs were overturned on the ground, and all kinds of sundries were thrown all over the ground. No one was seen.A voice came from the bedroom, and he walked over with a cold expression. He felt relieved when he saw that his grandfather was intact, but after seeing the rummaging figure, all the suppressed irritability and rationality were suddenly burst into flames. Incinerate.

Xu Mingyou strode over, grabbed the man who was flipping through the cabinet by the back of the collar, and pulled the man backwards, then pressed him firmly to the ground.

His eyes were red, and his voice was gloomy like an underground ghost: "What are you doing here?"

Xu Jiancheng was held down by him, struggled twice and found that he couldn't break free, so he had to beg: "Son, Mingyou, I'm your father, let go, I'm going to be out of breath."

Xu Mingyou was indifferent, and growled: "Who the hell is your son! Get the fuck out of here right now!"

He lifted Xu Jiancheng's collar and was about to drag it out. Xu Jiancheng cried and said anxiously: "Mingyou, save Dad, they are going to kill me, look...look at the wound on my face."

Seeing that Xu Mingyou was unknown, Xu Jiancheng struggled to break free from his grasp, his face distorted: "Even you won't help me! You must have been born by that bitch Xu Qin with a wild man outside. If I knew it, I should have done it in the first place." Together with you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was punched and tilted, and his body hit the wooden cabinet next to him. There were deep and shallow knife marks on the door of the cabinet, which were cut out by someone with a knife. It looked extremely hideous.

Xu Mingyou's whole body was covered with cold air, and he was completely in a state of berserk. He punched him again, "You don't deserve to mention my mother!"

Xu Jianguo lay down on the ground and wept softly. He crawled over and wanted to pull Xu Mingyou's feet, and put on a pleading face, tears streaming down his face: "Mingyou, please, give Dad some money... Just one thing, I know, you are rich...you have been working in a coffee shop, people there have a lot of money..."

Xu Mingyou didn't want to see this scum even for a second, so he dragged him out by his collar. He locked the door and went back to the bedroom. His eyes saw the cabinet, and the scene that he wanted to forget countless times was uncontrollably Replays in his head.

He seemed to see a little child hiding in the cabinet with his knees hugged again. A woman's cries, a man's scolding, and the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting his body came from outside. The child was terrified, but the woman The crying made him even more uneasy and frightened. He opened the door of the cupboard and wanted to pull the woman in. The cupboard was safe, but the man dragged her out by the hair of the woman.

Later, the child learned to be smart, and pulled her in before the man came home. He locked the door of the cabinet from the inside, and it was safe for them to hide inside, and no one could find them.But when the man smelled of alcohol came home, he still found them hiding in the cabinet. He couldn't open the door, so he took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and hacked at the cabinet door with a smirk, "Tuk Tuk Tuk" The sound was his constant nightmare.

The sound of slamming the door and the sound of resentment and cursing from outside were still coming in a steady stream. Xu Mingyou held his head in pain, while the grandfather in the wheelchair said "ahhh" twice, his face was full of fear and regret for doing something wrong. his concern.

Xu Mingyou listened to the voices outside, walked back and forth in the room irritablely, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and he completely lost his mind, he turned to the old man in the wheelchair, his eyes were crazy and he said indiscriminately: "I fucking said How many times have you said, don't open the door for him, why don't you listen? Ah?"

"Ha, don't you know what he is? If he hadn't stolen your medical money, you'd be in a wheelchair now?"

"Why did I grow up like a ghost? Hahahaha..." He couldn't help laughing, but his eyes were dull.

"I'm a piece of trash, anyone can come and spit on me."

His chest was heaving violently, and his mind was blank. When he calmed down a little, he found that the old man had already burst into tears. His heart began to contract, as if a hand was tightly clenched. Regret began to spread from the deepest part of his heart. Walked over and knelt on the ground on one knee, hugged Grandpa's waist, put his face on Grandpa's lap, slowly took a breath, and said softly, like a light feather: "Grandpa, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

He felt pain all over his body and curled himself up like a baby.

A rough hand stroked his head gently, comforting and forgiving.

*****

Yu Fu came home and told his family that he had lost his cell phone. His parents didn't say anything, but Grandpa Gu's eyes lit up.He mysteriously pulled his grandson aside and whispered, "Grandson, have you lost your phone? Grandpa has many, follow me, and I'll give you a new one."

Yu Fu looked at the smile on the old naughty boy's face, and gave him a wary look: "Grandpa, you won't trick me, will you?"

Grandpa Gu stared: "How is it possible, I won't cheat my grandson if I cheat my son!"

He took his grandson to his room. This little punk old man always likes to tinker with gadgets, and especially loves to modify electronic products. Yu Fu has seen his modified disco radios before. The grandpa and grandson exploded into bald donkeys.

Yu Fu took the mobile phone handed by his grandfather, which looked no different from ordinary ones. He hesitated for a while and said, "Grandpa, you won't let me go to school with an explosive bag on my back, so that your grandson can not only change shifts, You can change schools."

Grandpa Gu waved his hands frantically: "No, no, I haven't modified this, you can use it."

Seeing his sincere eyes, Yu Fu believed it for the time being, at worst, he would secretly buy another one, and if he refused, I don't know what the little old man would think of to play tricks on him.

The next day Yu Fu went to school with his mobile phone in fear. Fortunately, there were no explosions along the way, and his mobile phone card was also lost. The business hall is not open yet, and he will come back to replace the card when he returns home from school.

As usual, Xu Mingyou didn't come until halfway through the first class, but Yu Fu felt that something was different about him today, he didn't dare to look at it blatantly, so he erected the textbook to cover his face, and looked up secretly.

He swept his eyes around the man, and finally found something wrong, this guy was disfigured!

On Xu Mingyou's cheek, on the side facing him, there was a scratch about one or two centimeters long, the wound had already scabbed over, and the dark scar destroyed the perfection of the entire face.

Yu Fu almost patted the table and sighed, I don't know if it's because of his body, he has a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder now, seeing the injury that destroys the aesthetic feeling, it is very uncomfortable to scratch his heart and liver.He forced himself to look away, but he always turned his face to look unconsciously, scratching his ears and cheeks again.

He put down the book aggressively, and groped in the schoolbag with his hands, as if he was going to fight with the schoolbag.After touching it for a while, I found a slightly wrinkled Band-Aid.

Yu Fu felt that ever since Xu Mingyu delivered the paper in the snow, they had developed a revolutionary friendship to shit together. He could unilaterally declare to forgive him and be friends with him. Now that his friend is injured, he needs to take care of it. , send a Band-Aid or something.

He reached out and put the Band-Aid on the corner of Xu Mingyou's table, but Xu Mingyou didn't seem to see it at all, and didn't move his eyes.

Yu Fu thought he was too serious and didn't see it, so he extended his hand and pushed the Band-Aid in front of him. Xu Mingyou didn't move, but he pushed again, and just as he was pushing, a piece of chalk hit his head.

The math teacher is a well-known sharpshooter. He heard that a piece of chalk can blow off a student's head at a distance of [-] miles. At this moment, Yu Fu's head did not explode, but a white mark was left on his forehead.

Teacher Cui's angry eyes came out from behind the glasses, and he was holding a big settable for drawing: "Are you two tug-of-war?"

Yu Fu sat upright obediently, and Teacher Cui gave him a warning look, then turned around and continued lecturing, and a class passed amidst various sounds of knocking on the blackboard.

The band-aid was still lying lonely on Xu Mingyou's desk, Yu Fu sighed, this friend was really not worrying at all, he stood up, walked to Xu Mingyou's desk, picked up the band-aid and tore it open, under his murderous gaze In the process, he pressed one shoulder of his and forced the Band-Aid onto his wound.

The author has something to say: Xu Mingyou: "I! Fuck!"

Yu Fu spread his hands: "This child is not reassuring at all."

Our sweet little Fu'er has grown up and can tease himself.