wool comes from wolves

Two years ago, on September [-]st, the first middle school students in City C entered school.Yuan Xin still remembered very clearly that it was very overcast that day, and it started to rain after nine o'clock, although it was not heavy, it was endless.

Yuan Xin stood at the bus stop sign in front of the community and waited for a while, and the bus came. He didn't even think about it, and stepped on the bus with his long legs.

The bus was full of students who started school today, and he was squeezed in the crowd until he was pushed to the back near the window.Even though he had no expression on his face, he was quite irritable. If he had known about it, he would have taken a taxi directly. He didn't know why he took the bus today.

"Bang..." He was suddenly hit on the thigh, not heavy, and woke him up from the irritability and depression.He looked down and saw a big suitcase. Looking up along the suitcase, there were two feet wearing used sneakers. Open thin legs wrapped in sweatpants, and then a half-new sportswear... and then there is a head with black curly hair, and the owner of that head seems to be aware of his own He hit someone, so he raised his head in a daze and looked up.

"..." The eyes of the two met.That was the first time Yuan Xin saw Mao Xiaochuan. He was sitting by the window holding a bulging, old schoolbag.

I was very impressed, not only the beautiful little curly hair, but also the pair of dark eyes, sleepiness and exhaustion covered the clarity of his eyes, but those eyes can speak, they seem to tell their owners What kind of grievances have I suffered.

At that time, Mao Xiaochuan was even thinner than now, with a terrifyingly pointed chin, pale face, blue lips, and a thin body wrapped in a large sportswear... When he bowed his head, the skeleton on his back stretched his clothes He was tall, and there was a less obvious scar on the back of his neck.

Mao Xiaochuan looked up at Yuan Xin, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, did I bump into you? I didn't mean to..."

What did Yuan Xin say?

Yuan Xin didn't say anything, he stood silently beside Mao Xiaochuan, watched Mao Xiaochuan lower his head again, moved his numb feet a little, dragged the suitcase to his side twice, and then he didn't Move again.

The bus stops and stops, goes and goes, the people on the bus come and go, go and come again.

Yuan Xin has been standing beside Mao Xiaochuan without moving his position. His eyes have been looking at the top of Mao Xiaochuan's dark head, watching him start to feel sleepy after sitting for a while, and his head is bit by bit like a chicken pecking. Like Mi, he watched him wake up several times because of his head nodding too violently. After looking around for a while, he dragged the suitcase towards him, hugged the schoolbag in his arms tightly, and knocked his chin on the schoolbag. After a while, he began to doze off again.

It's just that those aggrieved eyes never looked up at him again, and that furry head never bumped into his thigh again.

"..." Yuan Xin thought to himself, this man can really sleep!

…………

"Hey, the total is 60 yuan!" The loud voice of the staff at the exit of the expressway pulled Yuan Xin out of his thoughts two years ago.After Yuan Xin handed over the money, he started the car and drove off the expressway.

Mao Xiaochuan was looking around. Although he had reached the border of City D, he rarely came here. The only few times he took the bus, how could he remember the way back?

"How?" Yuan Xin asked intentionally.

Mao Xiaochuan hesitated for a while, and pointed to the right turn with uncertainty, "Why don't you go out from here and try?"

"Okay!" Yuan Xin didn't have any doubts, and turned the steering wheel to the right, the car drove into the speed bump, and then exited the expressway.

"What's next?" Yuan Xin asked again.

Mao Xiaochuan's face was full of embarrassment, his fingers were trembling, and he pointed in a random direction.He was both looking forward to and afraid of going home.What I look forward to is to see his mother, but what I am afraid of is seeing his father again.

What's more, he still took Yuan Xin home with him.If his father beat him like before regardless of the face of outsiders, where should his face be put?He is an adult now, and he is also a person who really wants to save face.

He couldn't explain why, but he always had a thought in his heart that he didn't want to be looked down upon by Yuan Xin.Although, he didn't have much of an image in Yuan Xin's heart, even knowing about his own stealing, he can no longer be a good student in the eyes of others.

"Well, I see!" Yuan Xin drove the car very easily, as if he didn't know what Mao Xiaochuan was thinking at all, "Which district does your family live in?"

"Qingkui!" Mao Xiaochuan felt a little reluctant.

"Which way?" Yuan Xin continued to ask.

"Dongfeng East Street..."

Next, Yuan Xin asked and Mao Xiaochuan answered, but nothing went wrong. City C is not far from D, including the drive on the expressway, it only takes more than three hours.

In the end, when the car drove into the semi-new and not old residential area where Mao Xiaochuan's family lived, it was already close to noon. Usually, at this time, his father would have lunch at work.Thinking of this, Mao Xiaochuan's mood is still quite turbulent, after all, he can see his mother whom he has been thinking about for a long time!

Yuan Xin parked the car, and Mao Xiaochuan dragged him towards his house quickly. Unit 7, Building [-], Mao Xiaochuan's heart beat faster the more he ran home.

Downstairs there were some grandpas and aunts chatting, and when they saw Mao Xiaochuan they called him, 'Xiaochuan, is school on holiday?You are back...Look, this kid has grown taller again! '

"Hey, who are you bringing back here! The young man is so energetic!"

"Your mother was still nagging about not going home a few days ago, but now she's back! Go back to my house, grandma left something delicious for you!"

"Yeah, Grandma Wang, are you out to bask in the sun today? This is my classmate...hehe..." Mao Xiaochuan greeted the old man and the old ladies very politely.

"Uncle Liu, does your leg still hurt? You are in good spirits today!"

"..."

Mao Xiaochuan said hello and dragged Yuan Xin to the fifth floor. He planned to finish everything before his father came back, so that even if someone leaked the news, it was impossible for his father to commit suicide to the school Come and cut him.

"Yuan Xin, hurry up!" Mao Xiaochuan took him by the hand and rushed upstairs in a panic, thinking that he was blind to these long legs, why he couldn't run as fast as himself?

"Stinky boy, what are you running for? See if I don't break your dog's leg!" A loud voice suddenly came from above his head, stopping Mao Xiaochuan's way of running forward.

Mao Xiaochuan's face turned white and bloodless in an instant, Yuan Xin who was following him clearly felt his cold hands, couldn't help frowning, and looked up at the middle-aged man who made the sound, Mao Xiaochuan's father , Mao Shangkun.

Mao Shangkun is 45 years old this year. He works in an electrical appliance factory. He works diligently and has a good performance. .

"Dad, why are you...at home?" Mao Xiaochuan stood obediently at the stairs, holding onto the wooden stair railing with one hand, and grasping Yuan Xin's hand with the other, as if it was a life-saving straw.

"Where can I be if I'm not at home... huh?" Mao Shangkun glared, and rushed towards Mao Xiaochuan like a wind.

"Stinky boy, I haven't had time to find you, but you sent it to your door by yourself. You said you didn't study well, and you didn't go to your aunt's house during the holidays. Where do you go every day?"

"..." Mao Xiaochuan faltered, shrinking his neck in fright.His mother is not here, he can only be ready to be hit by his father's iron sand at any time.

"Don't move!" An uncontrollable aura instantly floated out from behind.Mao Xiaochuan heard Yuan Xin's low voice when his calf was cramping from fright.

Yuan Xin pulled Mao Xiaochuan behind him, raised his hand quickly, and grabbed Mao Shangkun's arm with his strong arm.He is taller than Mao Shangkun, and his strength is surprisingly great.

Mao Shangkun, a man in his 40s, was caught by him and couldn't move his hands and feet for a long time.

"Who is this?" Mao Shangkun's eyes turned, and he glared at his son fiercely.From just now, he noticed this tall, well-dressed, big boy with a pair of too sharp eyes.Is this brought by Ogawa?What does he do?The two actually knew each other?Don't you learn as well as your own son?

However, speaking of this boy, he looked quite familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"He..." Mao Xiaochuan's voice trembled, and he found his own voice after trembling several times, "He is my deskmate, named Yuan

......"

"My name is Yuan Xin, and I'm Xiao Chuan's deskmate!" Yuan Xin shook off the hand that was holding Mao Shangkun's arm.His voice is neither humble nor overbearing, with a sense of maturity beyond his peers.

"Yuan Xin... Are you Xiaochuan's deskmate? Are you in the same class?" Mao Shangkun narrowed his eyes and rubbed his bruised wrist.I went through it in my heart, this name is too familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.Forget it, it doesn't matter, as long as it's not a gangster that Xiao Chuan met outside.

The students who can be admitted to No. [-] Middle School in City C can't be too bad!Moreover, seeing that the child speaks and does things well, he should not be a bad boy.

"Yes!" Yuan Xin nodded.

Suddenly, a trembling female voice came in, "Chuanchuan... why are you back? Why didn't you tell mom in advance..."

After the soprano, there was a gust of wind, and a figure ran down from upstairs, followed by Mao Xiaochuan, and threw himself into the woman's arms.

Yuan Xin lowered his head to look at the empty palm, and an imperceptible disappointment flashed across his eyes.

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"Come, come, come... come and eat, Chuan Chuan, eat more, mom made your favorite braised pork ribs!" Mao Xiaochuan's mother, Jiang Qinqin, wore a plaid apron and wore short curly hair , Two dimples appeared when he smiled.

At this moment, she squeezed out a flower-like smile on her face, kept touching her son's head with her palms, and closed her mouth happily, "Oh, by the way, Yuan Xin, right? How is Chuan Chuan at school? Yes Wasn't bullied by others? Does the teacher like him?"

"Others bullied him?" Mao Shangkun, who was sitting at the table, snorted, "If he is honest, who can bully him?"

"..." Mao Xiaochuan dared not speak out, quietly raised his eyes to look at his father, then looked sideways at Yuan Xin, and blinked at him.

"No one bullied him!" Yuan Xin straightened his back and said, "The teacher and classmates like him very much. Xiao Chuan is very smart and his grades are improving rapidly!"

"Ah, really? This is really wonderful... He is really a good son of my mother!" Mama Mao was even happier. She hugged her son's head and kissed him vigorously.Her heart, which had been worrying for so long, was finally able to relax a little bit.She doesn't pay much attention to those who don't get good grades, as long as her son can be honest, he will go to a decent university in the future, learn a serious major, come out to find a decent job, marry a decent daughter-in-law, and have a good life. An upright child, living an upright life, she couldn't be more satisfied.

"Oh, mom! How old am I... why are you still like this?" Mao Xiaochuan blushed, and reached out to touch his forehead.It's fine for the two of them to be at home, why is my mother still so nasty in front of outsiders, and he's not a child anymore, really...

Mama Mao looked at her baby son more and more happily, "What are you afraid of, no matter how old you are, you are still mother's little baby! Dad, don't you think so?"

"What is it?... Can you two calm down?" Mao Shangkun's heart that had been tight all the time couldn't relax. He picked up the wine bottle and shook it, then put it down again, frowning Xiang Yuan Xin, "You said you were his deskmate, so your grades..."

"Dad, he is No. 1 in our school!" Mao Xiaochuan couldn't help interjecting.

When he said this, for some reason, Mao Xiaochuan felt an inexplicable sense of pride, and even his waist straightened unconsciously.

"Ah...No.1!" Mao Shangkun's expression was also uncharacteristically surprised, and then he seemed to think of something again, and slapped his thigh fiercely, "Yes, yes, yes, I said you look familiar, The last time I went to your school to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Xiao Chuan, your photo was posted on the school honor roll, and I looked at it for a long time! Oh, I finally remembered, look at my brain..."

Then, Mao Shangkun's attitude towards Yuan Xin made a 360-degree turn, "Yuan Xin, come and taste this, this is made by his mother himself, it's delicious..." "Come, come, drink some of this soup , It’s good for the brain...' It’s like offering Yuan Xin as their family’s God of Wealth.

All of this is definitely beyond Mao Xiaochuan's imagination. He didn't expect his father to be so "snobbish", and he didn't expect his father to lose his temper as long as he brought Yuan Xin over.

If Yuan Xin was to be his son... he would be so happy to appoint him.

Hey, thinking too much, Yuan Xin is such an excellent person, to be his father's son, really wronged him.

"Oh, that Yuan Xin!" Mao Shangkun smiled all over his face, "Look, is there any hope that my Xiaochuan's grades will pass the exam?"

"..." Mao Xiaochuan stuck out his tongue with a bitter face, and said in his heart that he is coming, he is coming, and he is indeed coming.He was afraid that his father would ask such a question. In the past, his father didn't pay much attention to grades. As long as he could be admitted to a decent university, he would be content.

However, now, his desire is getting more and more inflated, and now he is thinking about the key points of the exam.

"...This..." Yuan Xin thought for a while, "Let me tell you this, based on his last performance, there is indeed hope, but..."

But what?Mao Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat, what exactly did Yuan Xin want to say?

"But what?" Mao Shangkun's attention was indeed attracted.

"Xiao Chuan's foundation is a bit weak, and it is not so easy to maintain this level of score every time!" Yuan Xin said lightly.

Looking at Yuan Xin's immature handsome face, Mao Xiaochuan suddenly had an ominous premonition.I always felt that in the next second, he would say something that surprised everyone.He looked at Yuan Xin worriedly, praying desperately in his heart, boss, can't you say something nice?

Yuan Xin seemed to have not received the danger signal from Mao Xiaochuan at all. He sat at the table and chatted with Mao Shangkun like an adult, but he gently kicked Mao Xiaochuan's foot under the table.

"Then, then... what should I do then? Do you have any good ideas?" Mao Shangkun was obviously in a hurry. Although it was not an easy task, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he couldn't give up.

Although knowledge cannot absolutely change destiny, but without knowledge, it absolutely cannot be changed.The life after entering a key university will definitely be different from that after entering an ordinary university.

"What Xiaochuan needs most now is actually someone who can guide him! Help him lay a solid foundation, bury what he has learned in his mind firmly, so that he can master it in future studies!" Yuan Xin held the table He took a sip of his glass of water, and his posture was extremely elegant and unrestrained.

"Yes, yes, yes...you are right, and I haven't thought about it!" Mao Shangkun nodded eagerly, "but where can I find a tutor? Xiao Chuan is with his aunt, and his uncle can know him." A few leaders, but he doesn't know a teacher who can tutor college entrance examination candidates!"

Mao Shangkun fell into yet another melancholy, turning the small wine glass in his hand around, turning around... Most of the wine was poured out, and he didn't even think about going out to find a tutor.

Mao Xiaochuan was quite disturbed. He touched Yuan Xin's foot with his foot, blinked at him, and pouted again.

Yuan Xin kept his eyes on his nose and his heart, but he still ignored him. He continued to drink his tea with his head bowed. One hand on the table occasionally tapped the smooth solid wood table twice, but his foot Not idle, rubbing Mao Xiaochuan from time to time, like a naughty little wild cat.

"Hey... what's there to worry about!" A loud "wow" interrupted all the men at the dining table with different thoughts. Mama Mao had just come out of the kitchen with a large plate of freshly fried food in her hand. The golden and fragrant chicken meatballs are steaming hot, "Come, come, come, eat this! I made it myself, Chuan Chuan loves it, Yuan Xin, you should eat more too!"

"Okay!" Yuan Xin nodded to her very politely, with a barely audible smile on his face.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!" Mao Shangkun glared at his wife impatiently, he was almost turned gray by his son's going to school.

"Hey, old man, if you don't know how to eat, you can still live until now?" Mama Mao didn't care at all, and smiled happily.

"Besides, with a college bully like Yuan Xin here, what kind of tutor do you look for? Are you out of your mind?" Mama Mao slapped Mao Shangkun on the head. Meatballs were stuffed in.

"What?" Mao Shangkun took advantage of his wife's unpreparedness to spit out the balls, tongue-tied, "You said Yuan Xin would teach him?"

"Puff...cough cough cough..." Mao Xiaochuan spewed out the soup while drinking it, and choked the rest into the trachea.

"Be careful..." Two different voices sounded at the same time, and two different hands stretched out at the same time, patting Mao Xiaochuan's back.

"Chuan Chuan, are you feeling better?" Mama Mao didn't notice what was wrong, and carefully followed Mao Xiaochuan's back. She only had her son in her eyes, and everything else was the background board.

Yuan Xin's eyes were a little complicated, he silently withdrew his hand, and instead took a glass of cold boiled water from the table to Mao Xiaochuan's mouth, "Drink some water!"

"Hmm...um..." Mao Xiaochuan couldn't separate his mouth to say anything else, he lowered his head and drank a few big mouthfuls with Yuan Xin's hand, finally calming down his breath.

"Can't you be human?" Mao Shangkun glared at his incompetent son, then turned to look at Yuan Xin, "By the way, Yuan Xin, do you know any good tutors?"

"I don't know!" Yuan Xin replied blankly.

"Uh..." Mao Shangkun was a little embarrassed.

"However, I can help Xiao Chuan tutor!"

"..." There was an instant silence at the dinner table.