life after death

That is, humiliation.

To be looked down upon from the bottom of my heart.

Su Junping wanted to turn his back on the spot, but as soon as the "peacock" put down the teacup, she changed her face like flipping through a book, smiled kindly and said, "If you want to, just take the paper back and correct it. It's still the first half of the third year of high school. Work harder in time."

The silly and naive Su Junping listened to this perfunctory teaching, before he had time to frown and relax, he said thank you teacher.

Before going out, "Peacock" added another sentence: "Ask Chen Yilin if you don't understand."

Su Junping's heart skipped a beat, thinking of Chen Yilin, he didn't know what mood he was in for a moment.When he returned to the classroom, the English class representative happened to hand out the answer sheet for this time. Su Junping glanced at the same table, 130 four.

Why is the gap between people so big?

He didn't want to talk to Chen Yilin, so he took the paper and asked the English class representative, who was spoiled by the "peahen", and even if he spoke unintentionally, he was a bit arrogant, and she was on the same level as Chen Yilin, The explanations were all important and difficult, and the speed was extremely fast. Su Junping only understood half of what he heard, and he was jotting down notes randomly, hoping to think about it carefully when he went back.

"What do those words mean?"

"You look it up in the dictionary by yourself, it's a waste of time to talk about it."

Chen Yilin had just finished correcting the paper and put it aside, then picked it up silently after listening to it.

He wrote all the vocabulary test questions with Chinese meanings, and wrote them neatly with a red pen, and then put them on the stack of books, with half of the corners falling on the side where Su Junping was sitting.

The next session was physical education, but it was raining that day, so it became an indoor self-study. Not long after Su Junping came back, Chen Yilin went to the office with the comprehensive paper.Su Junping twisted his hair to read the paper. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't know why he chose this one for reading comprehension. He tied his hair into a knot. Suddenly, a cool wind blew, and a paper was blown to the ground with a rustling sound.

Su Junping bent down to pick it up, and found that it belonged to Chen Yilin, with very detailed writing on it in red pen. He hesitated for a few seconds, then put it back, and closed the window to avoid being blown down again.

After 10 minutes, Wang Wenjie shouted that it was stuffy, and forced to open the window. Su Junping's eyes fell on the paper involuntarily. Seeing that Chen Yilin would not come back for a while, he stretched out his hand with a guilty conscience and pulled the paper down.

He quickly copied the notes on it, and put them back according to the position in his memory, only then did he realize that the paper was tilted towards him.

Su Junping thought in disbelief: "Could it be that he wrote it for me on purpose?" As soon as this idea appeared, he firmly suppressed it. Su Junping shook his head and concentrated on studying the paper.

By the way, Chen Yilin dawdled in the office for 10 minutes, thinking that Su Junping should have finished copying before arriving late, and sat down with the damp outside, Su Junping sniffled and smelled a little fragrance of grass and trees.

The two of them had their own concerns. The gap between the tables was comparable to the [-]th line of an elementary school. Both: "It's fine, it's okay." The literal translation is: Shut up, it's none of your business.

Luo Qingyu came to the class to find Chen Yilin twice. After the two times, Chen Yilin pulled her into a brainwashing ideological work, and rejected her with positive reasons like in the first year of high school.

This incident caused a lot of repercussions, but unfortunately, the goddess immediately found another Gao Fushuai from the liberal arts class. Planed it, put it in a fresh-keeping bag and sent it over. For a while, his infatuation was talked about, and Chen Yilin was quickly submerged in people's memory.

This all happened in a week.

Yang Hong had already been admitted to the hospital, and Su Wen and Yang Hong only went home once after a big fight, and it was still in the middle of the night.In all fairness, Su Junping hoped that his mother would get rid of that stinky man and live happily. In his heart, he even thought viciously: Su Wen forced his mother to get sick.As soon as his mother got divorced, he went to the police station to change his surname, and he was completely separated from this Su.

After school on Saturday, at noon Su Junping received a call from his grandmother telling him to have dinner at night, and then go to see his mother after dinner.He immediately re-read the posts he searched from hearsay, bought some anti-cancer fruits and took them to his grandmother's house.

The annoying thing is that his uncle's family is also there.

First, it was his aunt. I don't know if it was his illusion, but the brown spots on her face have grown a lot—but it's no wonder that with such a husband and son, no matter who they are, they will have to lose ten years of life.She saw Su Junping drooping her eyelids, putting on a distressed face like Mrs. Xianglin's, then took his hand and said something comforting, the more she said, the more miserable she became, and finally she was moved by herself and sighed : "Poor thing." Go to the kitchen to help.

Seeing her old cucumber-like face, those who didn't know thought she was sick.

Then there was his uncle, who was sitting at the dinner table sipping a bowl of rice wine, with an empty wine bottle next to him.The wine bottle looked greasy for some reason, with a layer of black dirt with a long history. Su Junping recognized that the wine bottle was exactly the same as the cooking wine used for cooking at home.

Seeing that Su Junping finally got rid of his wife, he pulled him over and forced him to drink first, but Su Junping refused, then he shook his head and sighed: "You really don't look like your mother at all, your mother probably drank when she was young, a catty There's nothing wrong with Bai's stomach."

Then he began to recall with emotion the boyhood of him and his sister, which sounded quite interesting, and Su Junping sat beside him, feeling that he was not that annoying.

"The family conditions have always been poor. She is very competitive. She has been good at dancing since she was a child. After graduating from high school, her family persuaded her to go to work and arranged a position for her in the factory. She refused! I just finished elementary school and went to her school. Watching her dance, she danced so beautifully, she really looked like a little fairy! Later, she was taken in as a teacher by the Children's Palace, and now it has been changed into a large vegetable market. After working for more than a year, she went to Shanghai to dance alone. I haven't seen her for five years. See you, call back later—you know, hurt."

He said that he picked up the bowl and drank the wine in one gulp. His young and beautiful sister went to Shanghai with a dream, and then that dream was melted into this bowl of inferior wine.

Yang Zhonghong patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are not young anymore, take good care of your mother."

After speaking, he stood up and handed the bowl to grandma, and went to the yard to smoke by himself.

The braised pork in the pot was still stewing, and grandma was free to hold his hand and talk, and she couldn't stop sighing when she mentioned Yang Hong, and Su Junping was so upset by her sigh that he could only hold back. Fortunately, soon grandpa When she came over, the meat was almost ready, so she got up to serve the vegetables.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was heavy, and the only one who was carefree was his cousin Tongtong.Not only does he like to eat chicken skin, but he also likes to eat fatty meat. A pampered young master like Su Junping would use chopsticks to separate the fat and the thin every time, and then those who need it will receive it, and everyone is happy.

Grandpa washed the dishes after the six of them were full, and grandma waited for him to wash the dishes and go to the hospital, but she always disliked him for not washing the dishes cleanly or making his voice too loud, so the two had a small argument in the kitchen rack, the progress of washing dishes dragged on even more slowly.

After finally waiting for the old couple to finish their tossing, it was getting dark. My aunt took the children home first, and Yang Zhonghong drove his grandparents and Su Junping to the hospital.Su Junping sat in the passenger seat and caught a glimpse of a familiar car when he parked in the hospital.His dad's car.

He pretended not to see, and ran to the inpatient department as soon as the car stopped.

Yang Hong was wearing a large hospital gown, and the sleeves were extremely fat, as if a wind seed was hidden inside, which could transform into a fairy at any time when it swayed, Su Junping rushed over and grabbed the fucking hand, luckily she was not thin, and her complexion was good .

Su Junping hurriedly handed over the fruit and said: "I heard people say that these are good for your health. If you are fine, eat more. If you have a bad appetite, eat more. It can whet your appetite, and there are many vitamins in it..."

Yang Hong smiled and patted his hand, Su Junping saw the dense pinholes on her hand, lowered his head and rubbed it in distress, Yang Hong suddenly laughed: "Why do you look like a puppy, stop making trouble, get up. "

Su Junping simply lied on the fucking bed, Yang Hong had nothing to do with him anyway, so he straightened his back and pretended to be a sensible adult after being coquettish enough.

"I went to the teacher to ask questions."

"Good boy, you have become obedient, what did the teacher say?"

"She said I have the potential to go up."

"I knew that your brain is good since you were a child, but you just don't want to use it in a serious place. Now is the critical stage, don't mess around, hear?"

"I got it, I got it," Su Junping got up and poured out a dragon fruit for his mother, "Are you okay? They said chemotherapy is very uncomfortable."

"It's a little bit, but it's okay, I can sometimes eat a bowl of sticky rice, which is more than what I eat at home!"

Saying that she laughed like a real little girl, Su Junping pinched one of her fingers, looked at the neatly manicured nails and asked, "Why?"

"Because I'm in a good mood, now I think about getting better every day," Yang Hong patted her hair and said, "It's just that I will lose my hair, and it won't look good if it falls out."

Su Junping frightened and grabbed her troublesome hand: "Since you know it's going to fall off, don't shoot it, what should you do if you shoot it later and drop a few!"

These remarks were so cute, Yang Hong laughed so hard that tears almost came out, and Su Wen opened the door to see the harmonious scene of mother and child.

Yang Hong stopped laughing, and nodded politely and distantly: "Is it done?"

Su Wen didn't say a word, and took out the divorce agreement from his bag: "This is a new regulation, take a look, and sign it if there is no problem."

Yang Hong spread out and looked carefully, Su Junping was not interested in these dazzling real estate properties, and was about to walk away, when he suddenly noticed his name: Su Junping belongs to his father.

There was a buzz in his mind, and he was unconscious of the outside world for two seconds. He watched the despair creep up a little bit. He saw that his mother was coming with a black pen, and he signed with a smile.He saw her finish writing the word "Yang", and rushed out of the top in despair.

Mom, don't you want me?

In the next second, he pounced on the paper and tore it up. Torn half of it was not enough, so he tore it a few more times, threw it under his feet and stomped vigorously.

Su Wen didn't realize it all at once, but when he did, seeing him staring stubbornly, he went up and slapped him: "How old are you?!"

Su Junping didn't move, Yang Hong rushed forward in the blink of an eye and received this slap.

Unexpectedly, Su Wen trembled his lips and couldn't speak for a while, Yang Hong said in a low voice: "If you have something to say, talk about it, the child is not young anymore."

After speaking, he went to pat Su Junping on the shoulder, only to find that his son was shaking violently. Su Junping's eyes were bloodshot, looking at Su Wen, his eyes were like a machete, gouging out the flesh of a person.

Su Junping said word by word: "I will kill you!"

The author has something to say: I am finally 18 years old, and I can go to Internet cafes openly and aboveboard XD