I haven't been a scumbag for many years

Xie Dongli looked at Song Jiu with a cold face, and then said flatly, "Come here."

Song Jiu sat on the four-cornered wooden stool whose paint was almost peeling off, her shoulders slumped.He was silent for a while, and then walked towards Xie Dongli's bed.

He was standing at the head of Xie Dongli's bed, only an arm's length away from each other.Xie Dongli looked at him from the right, showing a sarcastic smile abruptly.

Song Jiu's heart fell into the abyss, and the blood on her body was cold.

Xie Dongli's expression was indifferent, with mocking eyes, "Didn't expect that? The world is so small." He raised his hand and compared his little finger, pinching out half an inch.

Song Jiu looked at him.

His lips were bloodless, and his figure was thin and thin, but his face was not overly bewildered, but rather numb.

"What do you want to do?"

Xie Dongli sneered twice, leaning forward slightly, "What do I want to do? It should be said... what can you do?"

Song Jiu was silent.

He knew that Xie Dongli had been holding back for so many days. He didn't call the police to arrest him, and he didn't even tell his parents that he was the culprit.

He knew that Xie Dongli must have other ideas.

Sure enough, after waiting for so many days, he finally spoke.

Song Jiu didn't know what he could do, his life was useless.What can he do?

Xie Dongli: "How was the 10 yuan spent?"

Song Jiu opened his mouth with difficulty, "There are still [-]." He counted, his fingers trembling slightly, and took out a black plastic bag from his waist, which contained the remaining [-].The thickness of [-] is new money, and it has no weight at all.

Song Jiu observed Xie Dongli's expression, thinking that he would be angry, but he didn't have any expression, and he was still as plain as before.It seems like they don't care about the money at all.

Xie Dongli asked him: "How old are you this year?"

Song Jiu: "Eighteen."

Xie Dongli's right hand was tightly pinching the bed sheet under the bed.At the age of eighteen, he was so thin that he looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

But the hands that handed the money were cracked and black, like the hands of old migrant workers.

"You take the money first, and I will give it to you."

Song Jiu's eyes widened slowly, but he wasn't excited or happy, instead his blood gushed out cold.What exactly does this man want from him?

"I don't want the money, but how do you plan to pay for it?"

Xie Dongli pointed to the place where the sutures had scabbed on his head, and the circle of shaved hair was so abruptly exposed in his eyes.

Song Jiu looked down at him.

Pale lips asked: "What do you want me to do? I can pay you my life."

"it is good."

Song Jiu froze when she heard this word.

Xie Dongli looked at Song Jiu's unbelievable look, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and pointed to his sister, "I can take care of the later recovery, as well as your sister's school and life. Here, I also You can let the past go and save you from prison. But from now on, you belong to me." Xie Dongli pointed to the place where his head was injured.

Song Jiu was silent.

This person is younger than him.

But at about the same age, he rolled in the mud and couldn't get up no matter what.This man was already able to say such a thing.

Meeting Xie Dongli's serious eyes for no reason, Song Jiu began to panic.

What is he going to do?

Xie Dongli saw that he didn't respond, and suddenly smiled, "Or, if you want to go to prison, it's fine to leave your sister alone outside this cannibalism."

Song Jiu's body trembled slightly.

"What do you want to do to my sister?"

"What can I do to her? Her life was saved with my money. I've never done business at a loss. However, since I can't make money from this account, at most I can get it back." It's fine. Don't worry." He said it calmly, but his eyes gleamed with devil-like cunning and fun.

Song Jiu suddenly felt like a tadpole in its claws that hadn't molted its tail yet.Can't swim and can't jump out.

"Okay." He heard himself say that, and his head went blank.

Almost killed him himself.Robbed his money.

He deserves whatever compensation he wants.

Is there anything more bitter than now?

Not anymore.

Alive, but also a walking dead.

Xie Dongli leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and Song Jiu stood motionless in front of him all the time.

After about 5 minutes, Xie Dongli opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter with your sister?"

Song Jiu didn't pour bitter water or shed tears, but just replied to him numbly: "I was kicked by my stepfather."

"Your mother?"

"died."

Xie Dongli understood.Then I made a phone call and said directly on the phone: "I want to report to the police, someone here has been deliberately murdered."

Song Jiu looked at Xie Dongli with chills all over his body.What is he going to do?

Xie Dongli saw his frightened and uneasy look, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm not arresting you."

People from the police station came to collect evidence, Song Jiu was questioned, and the little sister was also questioned.Injury report plus investigation and evidence collection, plus previous "unknown" criminal record.That criminal record is actually the so-called non-judgment of the people, which defines his mother's death as an accident.

But in fact, domestic violence indirectly caused death.

"How many years?" Song Jiumu asked after the police left.

"What?" The voice was too low, Xie Dongli couldn't hear clearly.

"How many years?"

Xie Dongli heard clearly.He pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little unbearable.But he still pretended to be indifferent and said, "At least four or five years, and as many as seven or eight years."

Song Jiu didn't speak, and his eyes didn't turn red. Looking at his sister who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he just slumped his shoulders, suddenly choked up, there was no sound, and his back bounced.

Xie Dongli closed his eyes not to look at him, anxious and suffering.How much he wanted to hold him in his arms at this time, to protect him from the wind and rain.However, not now.

How can someone be nice to another person for no reason?

For a while, the whole ward was quiet.

But not long after, two people were arranged in the ward, and there was a burst of noisy talking, coupled with the TV being turned on and playing an advertisement promoting health care medicine, it wiped out the dead silence just now.

In the afternoon, towards the evening, Xie Dongli's clinician came to check him again, looked at his eyeballs, and listened to his heart and lungs.Then I told Xie Dongli's parents that once I have a fever, vomiting and dizziness when I go back, I will come to see a doctor in time.

Xie Dongli's parents nodded.

"I'll prescribe some medicine, and the family members will come with me."

Xie Dongli's father went, and his mother stayed here and started packing.While cleaning up, his mother said to Xie Dongli: "Your books are all dirty, and those stationery, I cleaned them up for you, some are still usable, some are too dirty."

"Every year in the third year of high school, there are book sellers. I can always find a replacement when I go back and look through it. If I can't, I can go to school to get a set. Mom, don't worry."

After Xie Dongli finished speaking, his mother finally felt relieved.

Song Jiu's ears moved slightly.

Xie Dongli treats his parents differently than he treats himself.

Now he looks like a good boy, but when he was talking to himself just now, he clearly looked like a treacherous one.turn out to be……

Everyone in this world has several faces.

For example, his stepfather laughed all kinds of tricks at the pretty widows in the village.Pushed into the field by the pretty widow, he still laughed.

Treat him and his sister with either a stick or a fist.

After the things were packed, his mother went to the toilet.

Xie Dongli took out an empty medicine box from the drawer, tore off one side manually, took the nurse's spare pen on the table to mark the medicine, and wrote a series of phone numbers.

He passed the piece of paper indifferently, "Your sister is ready, call me. I need you to do something."

Song Jiu took it in silence.

Is there something to let yourself do?It doesn't matter, in fact, nothing matters.

Xie Dongli said: "Don't lose the card. You will still need it in the future."

Song Jiu lowered his eyes and did not speak, but this meant he obeyed by default.