Inferior by Nature

Perhaps because of Ran Zheng's relationship, Ran Qingzhuang also had a concept of "territory" in his subconscious mind.

He is like an immature, ignorant and immature beast. Wherever he goes, he will enclose it as his own territory, and instinctively protect the things in the territory from being invaded by foreign enemies.

It seems that in order to draw a clear line with his father, he almost stubbornly maintains a simple and crude "justice", relying on fists, relying on flesh, relying on "violence" that others see as nothing but random troubles.

Xiao Hei's death had greatly stimulated him, especially when the dog abuse video was spread in the school, it was like adding a handful of salt to his hideous wound.

His territory was ruthlessly trampled on, and those people wantonly trampled on the things he had been carefully guarding, challenging his reason and poking his nerves, making him suddenly change from a silent and reliable guardian to a brutal and tyrannical tyrant.

He began to be indiscriminately hostile to all existences that might kill Xiao Hei, to exclude all potential dangers, and to protect the "territory" to the point of arbitrariness.

And it is precisely because of this that I broke up with him.

It is purely a coincidence that I will make up lessons for Zhaofeng.

After Xiao Hei's death, I knew that Ran Qingzhuang felt uncomfortable, so I wanted to do something for him and Xiao Hei.But at that time, I was just a poor cello student, and I was limited in what the law could not do.

Thinking of the best way, it is just to print the incident into big-character posters and paste them at the school gate of Nanzhi University, in an attempt to attack the murderer psychologically.

I typed a dozen notices the size of A4 paper, and went to Nanzhi by myself before dawn.It was already October at that time, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and the road was still hazy at five o'clock, only a little white in the sky.

I rolled up the big-character poster, sneakily took out glue and drew a big cross on the bulletin board outside the gate of Nanzhi University. I was about to slap the paper on it vigorously, when a strange voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"It's really rare for someone like you to start posting 'psoriasis' at such a young age."

I shuddered in fright, and the big-character poster was thrown away from my hand and scattered all over the ground.Looking at the source of the sound, he found a boy with dyed flaxen hair in the school uniform of Southern Vocational College squatting on the curb in front of the green belt not far away, under the street lamp.

Maybe I was too nervous in front of me, I kept scanning the surrounding horizontally, and didn't think about looking down, so I missed the "darkness under the lamp".

The other party held a book in his hand, looked up at me halfway, and suddenly slapped himself on the side of the neck.

"Fuck, there are still mosquitoes today?" He glanced at his palm and scolded.

I was so slapped by his slap that my heart shook twice, and I was about to run away at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, when he picked up a big-character poster that had fallen in front of him, and took a look at it.

"Oh, I know about it..." He shook the big-character poster and asked, "Are you from Honggao?"

I tightened my coat and covered the school uniform more tightly. Seeing that he had no intention of attacking, I bent down and picked up the papers on the ground one by one.

"What's the use of you writing this? Let those few people's consciences be condemned, and they run in front of you and cry bitterly? They have posted the video themselves, so they are still afraid of your big-character poster?"

I picked up my own, ignored him, picked it up in front of him, and reached out to try to take back the one in his hand, but he avoided it with a wave of his hand.

"Well, I'll help you find out who the murderer is, and you will expose their names and make them feel ashamed..." He lifted his chin and pointed to the large-character report in my hand, "It's not as exciting as these pictures of psoriasis. ?”

I am not a fool to be courteous for nothing, so I guess he must have something to ask for.

"You help me? Why are you helping me?"

He smiled and said, "It's not in vain. You still have to pay for it. You have to make up for me. Hey, what's your look? What do you think I'm here to feed mosquitoes early in the morning? I'm here to study, study If it wasn’t for the snoring noise in the dormitory, I couldn’t read the book, so why should I hide from memorizing words?”

He did have an English book in his hand, but I was still skeptical: "Are you going to take the college entrance examination?"

"How rare? Otherwise, I asked you to make up lessons for me just for fun?" He raised his eyebrows and said, "Nanzhi people also have dreams, and anyone who has a dream is great. Although I wake up a bit late, it's not too late. .”

I hesitated, as he said, this is really not a good method, maybe it can't have any deterrent effect on the murderer.

"If we don't find them out, more puppies may be victimized, can you bear it?" The young man persisted, knowing how to touch my heart precisely, "One month. You give me extra lessons, and I have one How about giving you the names of those people within a month?"

I still have some concerns: "What if you randomly give me a few names?"

"Why do you distrust others so much? Am I that kind of person?" He frowned, looking displeased, "I swear it's okay? If I fool you with a few names, you will be arrested when you go out on the day of the college entrance examination." Hit by a car!" He swore to the sky with two fingers.

He just wants me to make up lessons, so I don't lose anything, it's only a month, if he doesn't find out the murderer's information by then, at worst I won't make up for him.

In the end, I made a deal with him: "After school every day, you will give you two hours of make-up lessons, three subjects other than Chinese and Mathematics, how about it?"

"Deal!" He handed the piece of paper in front of me, smiling so hard that his teeth couldn't see, "Zhaofeng, what's your name?"

I reached out to take back the piece of paper, rolled it into a roll with the stack in my arms, and said my name lightly.

"Ji Ning."

Not long after that, Ran Qingzhuang found out about us.He was frightened by my betrayal and warned me not to associate with Zhaofeng again.I wanted to explain to him, but I couldn't find a good opportunity.

He didn't believe that there would be normal people in the "enemy camp" at all, and he believed that I was deceived, bewitched, and couldn't listen to anything.

I didn't want to have a conflict with him, and started to block him everywhere.For some reason, this matter also reached Zhao Feng's ears.

"Did he beat you? If you were beaten because of me, I would be very sorry."

There was a math paper on the table, and Zhaofeng was sitting next to me, because we had to explain to him, so we got closer to each other.While correcting the questions, I explained to him that Ran Qingzhuang is not the kind of person who uses violence at will, so he doesn't need to worry about me.

"...It's you, don't forget to promise me." I reminded him.

He smiled, patted his chest and said, "Understood, don't worry, I've already counted, wrap it on me."

Although Zhaofeng doesn't speak in a regular manner on weekdays, he is very serious and hardworking in his studies. After a period of time, my opinion of him has changed a lot.

If Ran Qingzhuang could calm down and listen to me carefully, abandon prejudice and preconceived ideas, he would definitely understand that Zhaofeng is different from those people, he is not rubbish.

There was a sudden discomfort in my eyes, and I rubbed my eyes uncomfortably, but the foreign body sensation was still obvious.

"Ash?" Zhaofeng held my hand, "Don't rub it with your hands, it's so dirty, let me blow it for you?"

As he spoke, he opened his eyes and blew on my face.

Moisture quickly accumulated in my eyes, and I felt that I should be fine. I was about to push him away when the classroom door was suddenly kicked open and hit the wall hard. The sudden loud noise scared Zhao Zhao and I. Feng Qiqi shivered.

"What are you doing?" Ran Qingzhuang asked coldly as he stood fiercely outside the classroom door.

Everything about that day, in retrospect, seems like a terrible nightmare.After the fierce dispute, Ran Qingzhuang unilaterally cut off contact with me, and became a complete stranger.

Not long after, rumors began to circulate in the school that Ran Qingzhuang was being retaliated by Nanzhi.Someone poured red paint into the yard of his house late at night, and his grandmother woke up the next day and opened the door to see it. She was so frightened by the bright red eyes that she fell ill.

The only relative he has is his grandma, and the old man is his backlash, a taboo he cannot touch.When Ran Zheng was alive, his enemies killed their dog and threw it into the yard in the middle of the night as a threat, scaring his grandma, which almost became his childhood knot.

He obviously hated getting involved with Ran Zheng so much, but now because of his enmity with others, he was splashed with red paint in the yard by similar means, causing the person he cared most to be frightened and sick.

I dare not imagine how much he blamed himself and how painful he must have been.

He didn't come to school on leave for several days in a row, and I replaced the breakfast bag in the cabinet with a new one every day.It would not be a waste to change, carrying the piano on my back, eating all the way, and walking to a small restaurant near the school to make up lessons for Zhaofeng and his classmates.

A few days later, Ran Qingzhuang went back to school, changed from his previous mania, and became much calmer, but he still ignored me, and would look away indifferently when he saw me on the road.

He won't forgive me.I thought bitterly.From his point of view, my intimacy and my infidelity are no longer worthy of another look from him.

He refused to talk to me, so I could only go to his friends to inquire about him.And the only person with whom I can count as having some friendship is Lin Sheng.

I secretly looked for him, avoiding Ran Qingzhuang, and asked him about Ran Qingzhuang's grandma.

"His grandma?" Lin Sheng leaned against the railing and asked in surprise, "Why do you care about this?"

I pursed my lips and said, "I... have seen his grandma before. The old man's family is very good. I heard that she was hospitalized, so I was a little worried about her."

"It seems to be a heart problem, I can't stand the stimulation." Lin Sheng pointed to his heart and said.

heart problem...

I got the answer I wanted, thanked him, and turned to leave.

"Ji Ning." Lin Sheng suddenly stopped me.

I turned around and waited for him to speak.

Lin Sheng said, "Since you're so worried about him, why do you do something he hates?"

Although he was smiling, as if he was very friendly, I felt offended for no reason.

"There are some misunderstandings, I will find an opportunity to explain to him myself." After finishing speaking, I nodded at him, stopped staying, and left without looking back.

I checked a lot of articles about the heart overnight, printed out the reliable ones, compiled them into a book, and clipped them into a "Heart Patient Care Manual", which I put together with breakfast the next day. Ran Qingzhuang's cabinet.

Another day later, when I opened the cabinet again, the breakfast and the manual were gone, and there was a note in the cabinet, with three words written in black pen on it——thank you.

I took out the note in a daze, pinched it between my fingers, rubbed the three words with my thumb, and a smirk unconsciously appeared on my lips.

Fortunately, he hates me, but he doesn't hate the "snail girl" who brought him breakfast.

A few days later, when the one-month period expired, Zhaofeng kept his promise and gave me a list of the murderers.There are five people in total, all of whom are second-year students of Nanyang Vocational College.

"In the past month, I have found the source of the video dissemination bit by bit. It's just these five idiots. They can't be wrong. Usually they are very annoying, and everyone avoids them in our place. Goods." Zhao Feng commented, "Authentic bastard."

He asked me what I was going to do next, but the teacher said I didn't have any definite plans.

Psychological warfare will have no effect on these beasts. After this month, I have come to understand that these people cannot be treated as ordinary people.I was thinking about how to disclose these names to achieve the best "punishment" effect, and Zhao Feng gave me some inspiration.

"Isn't your school known as an elite children's school? There are so many children of social elites, and there are not one or two parents who can speak in society? Are there any well-known reporters, famous anchors, and excellent writers?"

Yes, there are.

Lin Sheng's uncle, the editor-in-chief of Bocheng Metropolis Daily, also graduated from Honggao, and he came back last year as an outstanding alumnus to give us a speech.

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