The nemesis in a skirt is suddenly sweet

The young people in the scene are reckless, and the years are in full bloom, but it is a pity that all of this came to an abrupt end in the third year of junior high school.

That year, because of a late-night quarrel with Zhang Xunwei, Xun Jing's mother, Xun Tong, drove out angrily, and died on the spot in a drunk driving accident.

When Jing Jing heard the news, he had just finished the National Mathematics Olympiad competition. On the high-speed train back to Ancheng, he was still saying for a second that if the Mathematics Olympiad questions were of this difficulty, if I were to take the Huahua Medical University in the future, I should do it with my eyes closed. Bar.

Then the boy who competed with him pushed his eyes, "Hey, I envy you, doctor family, and now there is a learning genius, just in line with your grandfather's wish, and he will take over the pharmaceutical company in the future."

"Get out, whoever wants it in the company will want it. I am a medical student and a doctor, and I will use my talent to treat diseases and save people."

The boy hahaha Mo clapped his hands emotionally, "Yes, the eldest young master has no worries about food and drink, naturally he has a high moral level to save the world, which is incomparable."

He patted him on the shoulder again, still very perfunctory, "Jing, I am optimistic about you, I will rely on you to treat the suffering of patients in the future."

"Tch, if I want to save someone, I will be the first to cure your terminally ill neurosis."

"Long Jing! No insults!" The boy straightened up and smiled to teach him a lesson.

The next second, Jing Jing's cell phone jingled, "Okay, okay, go aside, I'll answer the phone."

Boy: "Tsk, I'm looking for an excuse to pretend to be you, and I'll clean you up later."

Xu Jingpi answered the phone with a smile, and then his smile froze on his face.

Until now, Jing Jing recalled that day, it was all about the huge chaos, the persistent tinnitus in his ears, and the man with glasses constantly waving his hands in front of him and his expression of fear and anxiety.

For a long time after that day, Jing’s life can be said to have completely lost the order of the past. It was as if a piece of paper had been torn a thousand times. Put it all together.

How bohemian, petty bourgeois and happy the old scene was, how silent the scene was at that time.

Everyone knows that there is nothing more terrifying than silence. It can repeat a great grief and trauma in the dark. It can draw blood again on a wound that has not healed, and it can turn a wood full of oil The barrel can ignite and explode with great power when it encounters even the occasional spark from a match.

What's more, Que Jing, a wooden barrel that had been silenced and filled with hot oil, encountered a rumbling fire that instantly reduced his past life and beliefs to ashes.

Just like what Jing asked You Xia, why did you study medicine?

There are two paths for most people to become a doctor. One is to be pragmatic, to save themselves, and to save their own stagnant life. Some people are born with the moral aspect of doing everything according to their heart, and have a lot of time to save others.

Who would believe that Zhen'an school emperor, fighting crazy monsters, gangsters, ignorant and incompetent pronouns, there used to be so innocent and cute, smart enough to be called a genius, and the invincible would take the hanging pot to save people as a belief.

At that time, it was the words of the man with glasses, young master, he doesn't worry about anything, he was born to serve his high sentiments, even if his belief in healing diseases and saving lives seems hypocritical, illusory and ethereal to others, even if he touches it a little , it shattered like glass slag.

But the reality is that his beliefs are ridiculously naive.

Jing Jing came out of the room in Nandong, broke into the company, kicked open the door of the meeting room, and asked Zhang Xunwei by the collar, "Are you handling the transfer of my mother's equity?!"

The conference room was dead silent.

Zhang Xunwei's neck was tightly strangled, he coughed violently, and forced himself to say, "Everyone, everyone, get out."

People scattered quickly, Zhang Xunwei pulled his hand, "Let go, let go."

Jing Jing gritted his teeth, the hatred in his eyes could push people into the abyss of eternal doom in an instant.

"Aren't you! Tell me! Are you trying to get my mother's shareholdings!" Qu Jing's forehead was bulging with veins, and his fair and clean face was frighteningly red with anger.

Zhang Xunwei spoke with difficulty: "Xiao, Xiaojing... Ah Tong... your mother has passed away."

"She's only been away for a week!" Jing Jing's eyes were about to crack. Just three days ago, they were still holding a funeral. Only one day later, his good father had already started to deal with the division of inheritance, and held a meeting in the company calmly.

"Grandpa said you were a wolf, tell me! Are you sad for your mother's death!"

Zhang Xunwei couldn't believe it: "How could I not be sad!"

Xun Jing didn't want to look at him anymore, so he threw it away, pushed him to sit on the chair, and looked at him sadly, "Then can't you wait any longer? It's fine to wait another month."

There is nothing like being called into the study room just after attending the funeral, with the tears still hanging on the cheeks in the cemetery, and listening to grandpa say in a contemptuous voice: "Your father, who has been a good man who has played soft food all his life, You see, the show can't go on now, your mother has only been away for a long time, and he started to deal with the inheritance. It's hateful, my daughter was killed by him, how dare you miss my company!"

He can't ask about things under Xun Tong's name, so he can only call Xun Jing and start with him.

"Our family can't tolerate such a villain. Jing, the shares entrusted to you in your mother's inheritance must not fall into the hands of that villain Zhang Xunwei."

When Tun Nandong said this, his voice was gloomy and cold. He had never thought about how his words would deal a blow to his ignorant grandson.

Perhaps the hatred and ambition to compete for the company have covered up his sympathy, so that he can step into the study room without hesitation after walking out of the cemetery, thinking about how to use his grandson to hold the company and help him break the ground. Win the toughest battle of his life.

Zhang Xunwei was indignant and retorted to his son, "I'll wait, can your grandfather wait? Once your mother passed away, he wanted to take away the rights of my company. If I don't fight for it, there will be no room for me in the company in the future. "

With that said, Zhang Xunwei got up, held his hand and said, "Jing Jing! Listen to Dad, give me the shares. You should study law first. It's good to be a lawyer. You can inherit my mantle. The company has your mother's help. , I will definitely get it, you believe in Dad, Dad will do a good job in the company, and I will hand over the company to you even better in a hundred years."

Zhang Xunwei endured it all his life. When Xun Tong was here, he could endure the humbleness and contemptuous gazes from others because of his love, but Xun Tong suddenly left. After the sadness, he suddenly felt that the only thing that could support him was to get the company. Let everyone start to face him squarely!

Xun Jing opened his eyes wide, looking at Zhang Xunwei's longing face, he felt distorted, and his ears were replaced by Xun Nandong's cold and arrogant voice.

"Jing, your future is to be the heir to my family's pharmaceutical company. With your talent and ability, it's easy to become famous in the medical field. Your father, a little lawyer, if your mother didn't force you to die... Unless he doesn't marry, his man is willing to join our family and let his son have my surname. With his little ability, how could he be able to enter the company and become the chief executive, and he wants to go up, it's just wishful thinking."

Xun Jing was in a trance, his body shook, and he pressed the long conference table so as not to let himself fall down. Before he could get out of the grief of Xun Tong's death, he had to face this situation that finally tore away the peace and revealed sharp and turbulent waves. family.

Although his soft-tempered but loyal father who loves his wife suddenly became the despicable wolf ambition in his grandfather's mouth, his grandfather who had the ability to make him respect, respect and respect suddenly became cold and harsh, and every time he mocked every word on Zhang Xunwei, They all seem to be laughing at how pathetic and pitiful Xun Tong is.

What's even more hopeless is that, suddenly, he was pushed into a difficult fork.

One is pitiful and humble, begging him to study law in the future not to join the company to make his father feel proud, and the other is indifferent and arrogant, ordering him to study medicine and inherit his mother's shares to guard the family company when he is an adult.

Jing Jing smiled pitifully and mockingly, "Grandpa, how can I study medicine?"

He can't even save his own mother, he can't even save his own bad life, he feels that he is sick now, but he can't save it, how can he save others.

"Presumptuous!" Qu Nandong was extremely disappointed when he saw him, "You have a part of Yu Tong's inheritance, and it's easy to have grandpa to help you keep the company. If you don't study medicine, what else do you want to do?"

Xun Jing suddenly became dumb, Zhang Xunwei's pale and pleading face was in front of his eyes, and Xun Nandong's hateful and contemptuous voice echoed in his ears.

He suddenly didn't want to say anything, like a patient who hadn't slept for a whole week, he was so tired that standing up was exhausting his mind, not to mention, he knew that what he said was meaningless.

He can't save the two people in front of him, he can't change the ending in front of him, and more importantly, no one will listen to his demands and concerns.

After that, Jing entered high school. He entered the key points with the aura of the city's first, but in the three tests because of his age, he attracted many speculations and became infamous.

What about taking money to go to school, what about bribing the examiners to fake their grades...

During that time, the young genius heard more scolding than all his previous lives put together.

Back home, there was an even more furious Tun Nandong and a disappointed Zhang Xunwei.

"I want to go, I don't want to stay here for a day." Jing Jing said.

When Tong Tong was a child, she lived with her grandmother in the City of Air for a period of time. It was a place that only existed in her words and represented memories. It was comfortable, quiet and beautiful.

Although what she said was beautiful, for Xun Jing, no matter what the city was like, he just wanted a place where he could escape.

"Don't even think about it!" Yu Nandong was so angry that he slapped the table. The company was full of wind and rain. After losing his daughter, he was still aging, but he was still furious. ? You are not taking revenge on us, you are destroying yourself!"

Zhang Xunwei also persuaded: "Xiaojing... listen to Dad and go to school hard, I believe you made mistakes in the previous exams, and that must not be your true level."

Xun Jing sneered, looked at them indifferently, and didn't even need to say more.

Only one worse report card fell in front of them.

His report card has been so poor that he has dropped from school to the city.

Then, Tun Nandong responded, "You want to be a waste, don't you, go to the city of Qi, I'll see how long you can degenerate!"

Zhang Xunwei: "Xiaojing..."

He didn't even look at the scene, he walked out from the study, opened the door and then pulled the door, and he got on the train to Fu City.

Xun Jing was in a daze for a long time when he transferred to Fucheng to go to school.

At that time, he got off the train and came to the place where Xun Tong lived when he was a child, and found that the decay of the city was nothing like what she described.

But it doesn't matter, he came, and he continued to be a waste.

He was in class all day long, but he couldn't find the necessity of learning, barren weeds were overgrown in his life, and then he was occupied by the gangsters who came to the door every day.

The terrible backwater life has become busy, as if there is something to do.

This kind of life is a tombstone, on which is only engraved: The head of a little trash who has not yet become a doctor to save the world and save the common people.

The days are wasted, and occasionally Xing Jing also feels that this is the case, his faith collapses, he has nothing to do, he is not interested in anything, the future has become dispensable, no, he has no future.

Until he fought to seek revenge and went to Lingyang, and ran into You Xia.

A school bully who loves to study, a school bully with direction, and a school bully who makes him start to panic.

He can't be like this anymore, can't be wasted anymore, and can't be without direction.

He has been aimlessly wondering what to do if the school bully is far away.

He desperately needs a goal, telling him that the two of them can go in the same direction.

But no, until now, he has not found it.

He was in a hurry, but he didn't.

He is so bad, he actually saw luck in You Xia's eyes, glad he met you, glad he didn't miss you.

Xun Jing hugged him and remained silent for a long time.

"Brother Xia, thank you for your comfort." Xun Jing suppressed the grief that was pouring up, and scratched his nose with a smile, "Occasionally, I am happy when I listen to it, and there is no need if it is too much, I am you Man, the school emperor doesn't need anyone to comfort him!"

In front of You Xia, his carefree manner, or in other words, his previous unbridled will has returned.

You Xia stared at him for a moment, then suddenly picked up a touch of water and poured it on his face, "Stupid!"

"You become angry from embarrassment." Xun Jing smiled, straightened up not to be outdone, and splashed water on him, and the two of them fought again in the hot spring pool.

"Wait, wait." Xun Jing grabbed his pants, "Brother Xia, I'm going to be dragged off by you!"

You Xia looked at him unceremoniously, "Why am I comforting you, talking so much! Can you be a little more confident!"

"Fuck! Is there anyone more narcissistic than me?" Jing Jing was helpless, "If I remember correctly, you were still calling me a narcissist this morning."

"A narcissist needs comfort?"

"unnecessary……"

"Then I'm telling the truth."

"You gangster logic."

You Xia pulled down his pants again, "Who is the robber?"

"Me, me, me." Xun Jing grabbed his pants and looked out, "Brother Xia, don't, the pants are really going to fall off."

You Xia glanced under the water, laughed, let go of her hand and sat back, "It's not like I haven't seen it."

Xun Jing put on his shorts, walked over, and said with emotion: "I realize that you are becoming more and more rascal."

"I don't even look at who I'm with."

"Don't pour dirty water on me, I..."

"Okay, I know, good women and men, take it." You Xia brought over the plum wine that was warming on the small stove next to it.

Xun Jing opened the lid, smelled it, the fragrance was tangy, and clinked glasses with him, "Come on, it's done! May the school master with a direction and the school emperor without a goal never be separated!"

"Nonsense." You Xia smiled, "Zhao Zhao's good wine is wasted by you talking unnecessary nonsense."

"Then do you want to say it or not!" Xu Jing smiled.

"Humph." You Xia toasted him, loudly: "We! The school bully who has courage because of the school emperor, and the school bully who has no goal but has direction! We! Never separate!"

After finishing speaking, the two drank loudly and drank head-on.

"Fuck! Great!" After Yu Jing shouted, he turned his head and flew to the side of the pond to vomit: "Poof..."

You Xia also turned around quickly, threw herself on the edge of the pool and vomited.

With bitter faces, both of them collapsed by the pool, "Fuck, why are you so sour!"

Yaoyao hid at the intersection, saw this, tiptoed and quietly came back from behind the house, whispered: "Mom, your plum wine failed again, this time it's too sour!"

"Ah." Zhao Zhao shook his head regretfully, "It's too astringent, too bitter, too greasy...this time it's too sour...it's difficult."

By the pool, two people with sour faces and frowning looked at each other stupidly, and started giggling, and then laughed harder, holding their stomachs and wiping away their tears.

"Brother Xia, I've tasted such sourness for a lifetime."

"Can life be more sour than this?" You Xia asked, and after asking, she said, "Even if we can, we are together."

Yu Jing smiled, hugged him, "Yeah."

You are here, together.

No guts, but you are.