President of Zhuma PK

the next day.

At the dinner table, Xia Mobing seemed to be fine, as if the quarrel last night didn't exist at all, and he was still talking and laughing with Li Guolai.

Xia Mobing picked up a deep-fried dough stick and put it into Li Yi's bowl, "Xiao Yi, today is Song Ci's first day at school, you brother, please take him with you. He has a hot temper, if he has any trouble with his classmates Yes, you should help him too."

Li Yi never felt sorry for eating. He picked up the deep-fried dough stick and ate it with gusto, but ignored Xia Mobing's words.

After all, he, Li Yi, couldn't do those flattering things.

From the moment the mother and son stepped into this house, he didn't like them, and the feeling that his own territory was invaded was very obvious.After hearing their conversation last night, the sense of intrusion was even stronger.

Sure enough, their purpose is not simple.

Li Guolai is addicted to alcohol. It is not easy for him to be sober for 360 days out of 30 days a year, and he earns a small amount of money by cheating.This year is more than 40 years old, but still rented in this dilapidated bungalow.

What could they expect from such a down-and-out, beggar-like man?

Li Yi looked up at Song Ci who was buried in the porridge, and a sly smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Li Guolai kicked Li Yi hard under the table, "Your aunt was talking to you, did you hear me?!"

This kick hit his right ankle, and Li Guolai's kick didn't matter how serious it was, and the heart-wrenching pain spread from his ankle in an instant.

Li Yi still didn't make a sound.

He just gritted his teeth, and the wooden chopsticks in his hand were almost broken by him.

Resisting the severe pain, Li Yi supported the edge of the table and stood up, "I'm full."

Xia Mobing hurriedly urged Song Ci, "Don't eat, hurry up and go to school with Xiaoyi, you don't know where you live and you can't find a place."

In fact, Song Ci knew the place. When he was carrying water this morning, he had already asked the neighbor girl which bus to take and where to get off.

But he still listened to Xia Mobing and stood up obediently, because he really didn't want to stay in this house for even a second.

Song Ci went back to the room to get the schoolbag that he had already tidied up, and walked out of the house with Li Yi.

As soon as he went downstairs, Li Guolai hurriedly chased him out from behind, and handed Song Ci a wrinkled ten yuan, "Buy some delicious food at school at noon, so we don't have to rush home anymore."

Looking at the banknote and the ugly scar on the bony black hand holding the banknote, Song Ci hesitated for a moment.

To take, or not to take?

Li Yi made the decision for him.

He snatched the note from Li Guolai's hand with a swish, turned around and left, "He doesn't know where the commissary is, I'll buy it for him."

Li Guolai yelled at Li Yi's back, "If you dare to take it all by yourself, see if I won't break your dog legs!"

Song Ci withdrew the hand that was about to be stretched out, and naturally put it into his trouser pocket, then turned around and walked towards the bus station.

Because they lived at the end of the street, Song Ci and the others had to walk the entire street to reach the bus station.

Li Yi and Song Ci walked silently along the dilapidated road, one in front of the other.

Song Ci looked at Li Yi, who was limping in front of him, and didn't know whether to go up to help him or pass him and walk straight forward.

If he went to help him by himself, Li Yi would definitely push him away, and then venomously say "Get out" to him, a shameless intruder, right?

Song Ci knew that Li Yi didn't like him, and even hated him.Li Yi looked at him with guarded and alienated eyes, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that strangers should not get close to.

So Song Ci never made fun of himself, and he hasn't said a word to Li Yi so far.

Song Ci decided to implement her consistent principle: walk away silently.

However, to Song Ci's surprise, Li Yi stopped Song Cijiu the moment he passed him, "Wait a minute."

Song Ci turned around in surprise, looked at Li Yi, and said nothing.

Li Yi resisted the pain from his right ankle, and moved his legs to catch up with Song Ci, "You and your mother pack up and get out! Li Guolai is a drunkard and poor, he has nothing, and you can't get anything from him."

He didn't feel it when he was far away, but when he approached Song Ci, he realized that Li Yi was so much taller than him.

Song Ci looked up at Li Yi's disdainful face, feeling that he was stripped naked by this tall and thin boy in the sun, and he could see all the ugliness at a glance.

Song Ci took a step back, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "Really? At least, we don't need to sleep in the underground passage now, we don't need to go to fast food restaurants to pick up other people's leftovers, and we don't need to be exposed to the wind and rain. This is what Li Guolai can give us. Ours. We will never leave this house for half a step until we drain the last drop of oil and water from him. So, Li Yi, don't try to dismiss me with a few words."

Since he has already exposed it without showing any sympathy, then why should he be afraid?

Li Yi sneered, "Sure enough, it's really nothing new if you lowlifes can say it. Do you think that if you put your tragic past in front of me, I will pity you and sympathize with you? You are wrong, this It will only make me look down on you even more and hate you even more."

It is good to lick the wound alone in a corner where there is no one, why bother to let others watch it under the sun?It just makes you look more humble.

Song Ci's hand holding the schoolbag strap was tighter, nails that had not been trimmed for a long time were embedded in the flesh, "What is sympathy? I have never seen such a thing. Can it be eaten? Can it be used as money? You don't want it. You're pretending to be an envoy of justice here, aren't you afraid that I'll steal what originally belonged to you?"

Li Yi smiled disapprovingly: "Scramble with me? You are not qualified yet."

Song Ci didn't show any weakness, "It's not up to you whether you are qualified or not, you have to try to know."

A playful smile appeared on Li Yi's face, "Can I think you're throwing a gauntlet at me?"

Song Ci turned around and continued to walk towards the bus station, "If you think it is, then it is."

Li Yi stood there for a while, and said to himself: "It's interesting."

He put his schoolbag on his shoulder again, and walked in the same direction as Song Ci.

Some things just happen to be so coincidental.

Song Ci and Li Yi are not only in the same class, but even at the same table.

Song Ci looked up at Li Yi, who was wearing a basketball uniform and covered in sweat, and then lowered his head to sort out the textbooks he had just received from the class teacher's office, "If I had known that the seat next to me was yours, I would never have sat here. "

Li Yi rubbed against the back of Song Ci's chair and squeezed into the seat next to the window, and casually threw the dusty basketball on the desk.

The orange basketball bounced lightly on the desk a few times before stopping at the edge of the desk.Fine dust floated in the sunlight and fell all over the table.

Li Yi sat down carelessly, took a book in his hand and used it as a fan, and the fan whirred loudly, "I don't care, if you find it inconvenient, you can move it to another place."

Song Ci took out a paper towel from the drawer, and concentrated on wiping the newly cleaned tabletop again and again, "I'm just afraid that I'll be in the way of your eyes."

Li Yi had a habitual smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, it will never happen."

Two hours later, Song Ci realized that the reason Li Yi was able to swear so firmly was because he had never opened his eyes.He was lying on the desk with his face facing the wall, and the upright physics textbook blocked the harsh sunlight outside the window and blocked the eyes of the teacher on the podium.

The obese middle-aged physics teacher was writing complex formulas one by one on the blackboard. Song Ci knew all the scattered letters, but they were so strange when they were combined together.

Song Ci wrote it down in a gourd painting, and sighed inwardly: It seems that he is busy again if he wants to catch up with the progress of the course.

After the two physics classes are over, it is already lunch time.

When he went out in the morning, the meaning of Li Guolai's words was very clear: you don't have to come back at noon, even if you come back, you won't have food.

However, the ten yuan that Li Guolai handed over was snatched by Li Yi, and he had no money with him, so his lunch was naturally wasted.

Fortunately, he was used to this life of hungry and full, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Song Ci turned to the first page of the physics textbook and began to study word by word.

Fortunately, his grades in junior high school were not bad, so he didn't encounter any great difficulties.

Just after turning a page, Li Yi walked to the desk with a lot of food in his arms.

"Crack!" A piece of bread landed on the open book page.

Song Ci looked up and saw Li Yi looking down at him.

"Are you hungry? Take it to eat." Li Yi's tone was full of mockery and disrespect, as if Song Ci was just a beggar who was ashamed to speak, and he was the generous giver.

Song Ci lowered his head, looked at the baked yellow bread, lost his mind for a moment.

Was it when you were eight years old?Song Ci didn't remember clearly.

In the cold winter wind, the little Song Ci stood outside the glass window of the bakery, looking at the bread neatly lying on the shelf, drooling with greed.

The spotless glass reflected his downcast appearance.

His cheeks were flushed from the cold, his lips were dry and chapped, and his hair, which hadn't been washed since the beginning of winter, was already tangled into clumps.There were several holes in the down jacket that I couldn't tell what color it was originally, and cheap white velvet came out of the holes.

How can such a dirty self walk into this bakery with clean windows?

Song Ci stood outside the window for a whole afternoon.When the darkness gradually shrouded the sky, he finally mustered up 12 courage, raised his dirty little hand, and pushed open the glass door of the bakery.

He is not greedy for the freshly baked bread on the shelf, as long as he can pick up some leftover bread crumbs from the table where the guests have used.

so warm!

Song Ci felt as if he had arrived in heaven, warm, bright, and the aroma of food.

He moved timidly, approaching a messy dining table.The young men and women who were sitting here just got up and went to the front desk to check out. Before the waiter had time to clean up, plastic wrapping paper and beverage bottles were scattered on the table.

Looking around in fear, seeing that no one was paying attention, Song Ci stretched out his hand to remove the sundries on the table, and was delighted to see half a piece of bread lying there quietly, as if just waiting for his arrival.

"What are you doing?!"

Song Ci turned his head suddenly, and saw a young girl dressed as a waiter glaring at him, walking towards him quickly.

Not knowing where the courage came from, Song Ci quickly reached out and grabbed the half piece of bread, turned around and ran towards the door.

He almost slammed the door open with his small body.

"Don't let me see you again! Little beggar!" The waitress chased out the door and shouted behind Song Ci.

Song Ci didn't dare to look back, he just kept running forward, kept running, kept running, without direction or destination.

At the corner of the long street, Song Ci turned his head and saw the waitress was wiping the place on the glass door that he just touched with a rag.

Song Ci continued to run in the dark, to an even darker place.

Tears slid down his cheeks, stinging Song Ci's cracked skin.

He opened his mouth wide, breathing in the bitter winter air with big gulps.

He finally found a corner where he could hide.

Song Ci hugged her legs tightly and curled up in the gap between two buildings waiting to be demolished.

There are few people here, and the bustling lights of the city cannot pierce the dark city walls.

Tears are still streaming down.

Song Ci stuffed the already dry and hard bread into his mouth, blocking his uncontrollable sobs.

At that moment, Song Ci felt that he was simply the most miserable person in the world.

He swore to himself that he would never let this tragedy happen to him again.

However, everything did not go as he wished.

When there are many such tragic experiences, it is just a common thing.I will no longer feel pain, and tears will no longer flow down uncontrollably.

Just like this moment.

Song Ci picked up the bread on the desk, tore off the wrapping paper, broke off a piece of bread from the edge, put it into his mouth under Li Yi's contemptuous gaze, and chewed carefully.

Li Yi threw the beautifully packaged snacks in his hands into the trash can next to the desk with a "crash", and said in a mocking tone: "It seems that it is impossible to get any surprises from you. A beggar is a beggar, and if you throw it at him, he'll catch it. Since you like it so much, eat it all."

Song Ci got up, picked up all the snacks that Li Yi had thrown into the trash can, wiped off the dirt on the packaging bags with paper, and put them all in his schoolbag.

Hanging the schoolbag on the back of the chair again, Song Ci looked up at Li Yi, "Thank you."

His expression was as usual, and his eyes were calm, which made Li Yi feel a little surprised.

Song Ci lowered his head again, refocusing his attention on the physics textbook in front of him.

Li Yi felt as if his chest was blocked by something, stuffy and extremely uncomfortable.

He bent down to pick up the basketball on the floor, called two male classmates, and walked out of the classroom together.

At this time, there is nothing better than exercise.

When the sweat is swayed, all the depression and unhappiness will be excreted from the body.