Be good, bad boy

"Go back!" He said calmly as if nothing had happened.

"Get out, get out!" I angrily vented my aggrieved anger at You Shao.

"Go back!" He still said slowly, calming down my angry heart.

"If you tell me to go back, I will go back. Who are you?"

"I know you're protecting yourself."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand," I said impatiently.Turn away from looking at him.

"Let's go! You seem to have something on your mind, let's talk." He pulled me up, and I quickly shook off his hand.She looked at him strangely.

"What do you like?" After a stalemate for a while, he avoided the topic.Try to communicate with me.

"No."

"Then what do you like?"

"do not know"

"What do you want to do??"

"Okay, stop talking, are you annoying!" I ran away before I heard him finish.

"Where are you going?" He yelled towards me who was walking away.

"Come back home"

He shook his head in the distance and smiled helplessly.

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"Fuck, how many times have I said that I don't want to draw" "Pa la" I threw the drawing board brought by Shao towards the door.He picked it up for me silently, I don't know how many times he has picked up the drawing board for me.

"I should give it a title." Out of helplessness, I also began to try to communicate with him.

"Title?" He picked up the drawing board and stared at me

"The Most Loyal Picker"

"Hehe." He was unexpectedly not angry but smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" I said seriously.

"I shouldn't have done it yesterday, I'm sorry!" He said suddenly,

"I didn't expect you to be a memoir"

"why?"

"I almost forgot, and besides, I have something wrong." I started to lose my aversion to him. According to common sense, I wouldn't talk to the teacher so seriously.

"Hahahaha" I suddenly laughed heartily.

"What are you laughing at?" His confused face made me want to laugh even more.

"I actually talked to a teacher. I never expected it." I kept watching him laughing and watching him silently. He also felt something was wrong and took a hard look at himself in the mirror.

Maybe I am also laughing at myself, at my incompetence, at my timidity.I really want to leave here, this home of 18 years, but I can't bear it.But I have to leave because I don't want to stay here for a day.

"Do you think people who are persecuted are happy?" I asked looking at the background where he was about to leave.

He slowly stopped and thought for a while

"Unhappy, but often forced to come from the heart."

"Why do you ask this?"

"Is it that hard to be free?"

"And then?" He turned around.

"It's okay, goodbye!" I said goodbye to the teacher politely for the first time.

I crossed my legs on the ground and waved at him, and then looked at the scattered papers on the ground, and the drawing board that was kicked out of a hole by me again, it was a mess.

We didn't know that we looked at the ground silently, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

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"Tong Yan, come with me to the hospital in the morning" I was about to leave when I heard his voice in the corridor, which made me stop, and looked at him in surprise.

"Why? Why did I go to the hospital when I'm not sick?"

"I'll know when I get there, don't ask any more." His words made me feel uneasy, an uneasy feeling in my heart, an indescribable feeling.

"But Shao still wants to teach me how to draw, and I will go to draw in the afternoon." I said nervously and was about to walk away.

"Stop rambling, have you painted in the past 3 days? Let's go, change into clothes"

"Do you want to take me for a "paternity test"?"

I'll point it out directly.Because he mentioned it before, but he didn't put it into practice. Today he suddenly said this sentence, which made me very sensitive.

He didn't speak, and his eyes were in a trance.

"Really?" I looked into his eyes nervously, emphasizing again.

"So what?" Seeing that I had seen through, he immediately spoke firmly.

"You don't regret it!"

"Regret what?"

"You bastard!" I yelled.

"Slap!" A crisp slap hit my face.

I was in pain, covered my face and looked at the person who was no longer related by blood, with an impatient red face and angry eyes.I didn't expect him to be so disrespectful in his actions. At that moment, I had no resistance and was silently dragged to the car by him, forgetting even my sadness.

In the room with high concentration of formalin, the pungent smell made my head still have a sense of consciousness, let me know that I was in the hospital, I found that I had no dignity, and even a biological father had to be dragged unreasonably I do appraisal, what am I?Hehe, every day is like a walking dead, with only a cold body left.

I held my punctured hand and stared blankly at the people coming and going in the hospital.

"It hurts, it made you move around during the test." He began to feel that what he did was wrong and said distressedly

I didn't look at him and didn't speak.

For the first time, he touched my head with his hand, as if he wanted to bring me comfort. I shook off his hand ungratefully, and squinted at him with hostility.

The results of the test will not appear until a week, during which we can only wait, I suddenly feel very grateful for this behavior, I do not wish I was his son,

When I got home, I ran to my bedroom, and my anger turned into a wet liquid. I felt something on my face scratching my skin and itching. I touched it with my hand and saw that it was tears. I actually shed tears. ,hehe!I was in tears, and I smiled silently at the teardrops in my hands. What I laughed was sadness. I suddenly realized how ridiculous I was. I was dragged to do a paternity test by a person I wished to kill, and I was still angry!Still crying for this behavior, why do you fight for what is not yours, not to mention I don’t want what is mine, I don’t want to be insulted like this again.

Is it ridiculous or cheap.Slowly I lie down and close my eyes.Enjoy the loneliness, enjoy the darkness, enjoy the solitude.

"What's wrong?" You Shao shook the tip of the pen back and forth in front of my dazed eyes.

"Hey! Stop shaking, annoying!" One day before the test results, I found that my heart suddenly became tense, and I don't know why.

"What's wrong with you?" He immediately saw that something was wrong with me and asked.

"No, don't ask, it's not your turn to worry about my affairs, think about how to let me learn to draw." I began to distract him.

"Do you know how to study? You are about to go to the third year of high school. Study hard. Do you know how many people do not have such superior conditions to study art? Art students are expensive." Tell me a bunch of nonsense.

"Then do you know? I don't know how many times I have heard your words. Can you say something new?"

"If you don't study, you will be old."

He thought deeply and said.

"Okay, this sentence is not bad, ha ha." Suddenly I was amused by him for some reason. I don't know when I started to like talking to him. There is an unprecedented sense of ease when talking to him. He may be the first A teacher who didn't resent me.But it doesn't matter anymore.I'm leaving.

"I'm serious! You have to study hard." The thick voice said to me lightly.

"Okay, okay, stop talking, a big old man is more verbose than girls, and get out of class is over in 8 minutes." I picked up the watch on my arm and shook it at him.

"Time flies so fast?"

I'm not going to tell him that I deliberately set the clock ahead by 2 hours.

After a burst of joy, I immediately thought about tomorrow's matter, my face became calm again, and my head slowly lowered.

"You said you still fight for something that isn't yours?" I raised my head and asked him.

"Did you get dumped by your girlfriend?" His words gave me the urge to slap him to death.

"Neuropathy."

I stood up and walked out without turning my head after speaking to him.

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Hospitals in Beijing are never quiet every day, and today is no exception. In the halls with people coming and going, doctors and nurses rushing upstairs and downstairs in the wards, crying children struggling in the arms of parents, anxious people Waiting in line with a list, but compared to us, "anxious" can no longer be described.

In the waiting room of the test result center, some people were waiting anxiously. "Why hasn't Tong Yan come? Where has he gone?" Tong Xiang anxiously walked up and down the door.

"Master, don't worry, the young master will be there in a while." The butler comforted him.

At this time, I was standing in the back garden of the villa holding a beer can that was about to be crushed by me. After drinking the last sip, I threw it away smartly and prepared to leave, but the direction was not the hospital???

Since I want to leave, I might as well give up, fuck the rich second generation, fuck the money, I don't care.With the gold card in hand, he skillfully stepped over the railing on the expressway and walked away slowly.

"Drip? Drip? Drip???

I didn't know where to go, the phone rang suddenly, and my heart was also tense with the ringing of the phone.It was very uncomfortable to pick it up, and the phone displayed: It was him, so I hung up.Continue to walk, but the mood is another feeling.

After a while, the bell rang again. I wanted to hang up, but I couldn't help pressing the answer button.Yes, I'm still deceiving myself, after all, it's 18 years, I can't let it go, really, I started to fall in love with his beating and scolding, after all, he is my father who raised me.

"Tong Yan," his voice came from over there, but to my surprise, it was a little hoarse, "Tong Yan, you????"

"Don't talk about it, I'll go over." The fear in my heart immediately hung up the phone, "I still hope that I am his son, why am I so cheap." I was very angry and kicked the stones on the road, very sad to stop The taxi headed towards the hospital???

When I arrived at the hospital out of breath and saw many people there, I started to slow down, and they also looked at me with the sound of footsteps, and I saw incredible eyes from their eyes, and then I saw the corner The one in the other side was sitting blankly with the test sheet, I walked up to him, he slowly raised his head and saw me.This is also my first close contact with him.

"Where's the order?" I didn't have any extra words but just put down these two words.Watching him raise his hand slightly, I quickly picked it up.

"Hehe, hehe, this is impossible, impossible." I slowly put down the thin test sheet in my hand and looked at his face.His thick hands rubbed back and forth on his head, and the butler bowed his head beside him.

"Fuck, what's going on, why? Why is it like this?" My emotions were uncontrollably released at that moment.

"This is a hospital, please be quiet," said the nurse at the front desk.

"Quiet sister, if you are so fucking upset, I will chop you up." I yelled at the nurse.

"Slap" I didn't recover before I slapped me on the face, I covered my face and looked at him, it was a look of hatred.I couldn't see any other expression on his face except for the pain, but I didn't feel surprised, let alone feel distressed, instead I felt a kind of hatred.