Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Grandpa's funeral was organized by Qi Yanqing.

During this period, Qi Sheng quarreled with him many times and beat him many times, but he never said a word and never compromised.

The funeral only lasted for one day, and all the neighbors came to see grandpa off for the last time.

Grandma Du wiped her tears, patted Qi Yanqing who was kneeling and offering incense, and comforted him, "Qingqing, your grandpa passed away without pain, and died while alive. This is a wonderful thing."

Grandpa Lin also said: "Yes, it is a blessing not to suffer from chronic illness or suffering."

"Old Qi will go down first and take care of everything for us. This old man loves to make trouble! He is waiting for us!"

Qi Yanqing said: "Grandpa and grandma, don't be too sad, as long as I'm here, take care of your health...don't get sick."

Not many people came to the funeral, Grandpa Qi has always disliked those fake courtesies in the business field, that's why he sold the Qi family to Qi Sheng early on.

In this respect, Qi Yanqing was very much like his grandfather.

He buried his grandpa in that small village with a beautiful scenery. The cemetery is surrounded by mountains and rivers. There are many people buried there. Grandpa likes to join in the fun. Maybe it won't be too lonely to be buried here.

The funeral only lasted for one day, Qi Yanqing finished everything with a clear mind, and when he returned to his grandfather's house, he stared at the white paper pasted on the gate in a daze.

There were hands holding him, gentle, which brought him back to his senses gradually.

It's Chu Xing.

"Brother." Qi Chuxing also cried for a long time, his forehead and the tip of his nose were red, "Go back, your hands are so cold."

"Ah."

Qi Chuxing said: "I contacted Brother Lu when I came, but I couldn't. He seems to have gone to the mountains again...he should come here."

It has nothing to do with divorce or not, he should just come to see grandpa off for the last time.

Qi Yanqing: "Yes."

Qi Chuxing tightened Qi Yanqing's hand and asked worriedly: "Brother, are you alright?"

"fine."

late at night.

The house is too quiet, there is no sound of the little old man walking around, and there is no endless nagging.

The light in the living room was so dazzling that Qi Yanqing's eyes hurt from seeing it.

"Qi Yanqing, I'm talking to you! Who are you showing your half-dead look to!" Qi Sheng was about to throw an ashtray at him.

"Qi Sheng!" Bai Fan stopped him, "Can you speak well if you have something to say?"

Qi Yanqing looked at the two of them, wondering when they came over, a few minutes later he got up, and stretched out his hand to Qi Sheng, "The key."

"What?" Qi Sheng frowned and looked at him.

"Give me the key here."

"What the hell are you doing! I can't come here?"

Qi Yanqing frowned slightly, "I can't come for you, forget it, I'll change the lock."

Qi Sheng got up abruptly, "Are you blaming me? What? You want to keep this house for yourself? This is yours, so no one else can fucking come in, right?"

"Yes." Qi Yanqing looked at him calmly.

Qi Sheng gritted his teeth, and every word was filled with ruthlessness: "If you don't make troubles like those on the Internet! How can your grandpa die! You will never blame yourself! You fought and made trouble when you were young, how many crimes did I go to school to pay? How many times have you been a grandson!"

"If you steal other people's things, I have to return them several times or ten times. You don't think you are wrong at all! I scolded you the night before, and you beat someone the next day! You are fucking me Face!"

Qi Yanqing looked at him coldly, "Then don't give birth, you strangle me to death."

Qi Sheng was short-tempered, his eyes were scarlet and fierce, and the words he uttered became harsher and harsher, and Bai Fan couldn't hold him back, nor could he stop.

Qi Sheng pointed at Qi Yanqing, wishing he could poke his eyeballs blind, "You still have the face to say such things here as long as your grandpa treats you well! Look at you, you have killed the person who treats you best! You Don't be sorry! How can you be so arrogant!"

"Yes, I don't have a grandfather anymore." Qi Yanqing rubbed his hair hard, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, but he just couldn't vent it.

"Then if I beat his son now, he won't be embarrassed."

Then he punched Qi Sheng in the face. The two were about the same height, but Qi Sheng was much stronger than him. The two wrestled together, and neither of them could get any advantage.

Qi Yanqing dragged him to the ground and beat him, fearing that he would damage the things in the room.

He pounded his fist hard, trying to kill the man.

Why does he have no confidence? His grandfather is here.

Grandpa wouldn't scold him when he hit anyone.

He causes trouble, he does not listen to persuasion, he is hypocritical, sensitive and busy.

Before coming to grandpa, no one had ever stood firmly by his side.

Don't ask right or wrong, don't ask why.

"That's enough!" Bai Fan finally dragged Qi Sheng away, "That's enough! Are you going to kill him!"

Qi Yanqing's face was covered with blood, but he was still like a little beast that would not admit defeat and would pounce on him at any time.

"Yanqing, wait for me to give you some medicine, I'll lock up your father first!" Bai Fan dragged him away with all his strength.

By the way, taking away Qi Chuxing who was about to rush down when he heard the voice, Bai Fan said, "Come with me first."

Qi Yanqing lay on the floor in a daze, his whole body ached, when he sat up, nosebleeds flowed to the floor.

He wiped the floor and put the thrown pillow back in its place.

Then he locked himself in the bathroom and washed the blood off his face.

Bai Fan came a few minutes later, he knocked on the door, "Qi Yanqing, open the door, let me see where you are hurt."

No talking inside.

Bai Fan was carrying the medicine box, "You have the same temper as your father, you only accept death, and no one will change it."

"Qi Yanqing, you have to talk. If you have an idea, you can say it. If you never say it, how will others know..."

Qi Yanqing interrupted him suddenly, "Then I want you to go, okay?"

"I beg you, don't think about being nice to me, don't think about saving me, just pretend I don't exist, okay!"

It was very quiet outside, Qi Yanqing could only hear his own heavy and unsteady breathing, he supported the sink, "I told you, can you listen."

"I can't let you stay by yourself during this time, I murmured and put the medicine outside, you take it by yourself." Bai Fan left after finishing speaking.

Qi Yanqing felt that he was going to die of exhaustion, why did everyone say that he didn't say anything.

I said it clearly, but no one listened or believed it.

At night, Qi Yanqing slept in Grandpa's room.

After getting old, the glands degenerate, and there are almost no pheromones. The bedding only has the fragrance of laundry detergent, and it also feels dry and rough after being exposed to the sun.

It was already summer, but he felt so cold, he wrapped the quilt tightly and shrank in, his whole being in a daze.

It is also the midsummer of the year, and the cicadas are annoying during the lunch break, and the heat wave hits the face.

A parent was arguing in the office.

"Then my kids won't suddenly hit someone, definitely not! If you have surveillance, then adjust the surveillance!"

"Did you see it? He pushed my kid first... Yes, my kid has a bad temper and hit back too hard, but it wasn't my kid who picked it first."

"I can apologize, the beating was too hard, but the one who pushed my child also has to apologize, children, you can't be used to it, but you can't let others bully you, teacher, don't you?"

Eight-year-old Qi Yanqing was standing by the wall, leaning against the wall, not doing anything right, looking like he was doing nothing.

He looked at his grandfather, the gloomy dissatisfaction in his eyes gradually disappeared, the parents of the two parties were still arguing, noisier than the cicadas in summer.

Qi Yanqing hurried over and stood in front of the classmate whose nose was bruised and face swollen by him.

The parent of the other party guarded like stress, "What are you doing!"

Qi Yanqing tilted his head, spoke in a loose and lazy manner, "Yes, no, get up! I hit you too hard."

"You kid..."

"Let's go." Qi Yanqing took Grandpa's hand, "I apologize, old man."

"You're rude." Grandpa Qi greeted the teacher and was dragged away.

Qi Yanqing smiled and said, "Old man, old man, old man."

Grandpa Qi: "The old man treats you to ice cream, do you want to eat it?"

"I invite you!" Qi Yanqing took out a huge sum of ten yuan, "Let's go!"

The two walked under the scorching sun with ice cream, the sun was cut into pieces by the shade of the trees, and they walked in the patched sunlight.

Qi Yanqing looked at the dance organization in front of him.

Grandpa Qi watched with him, "Qingqing looks so good-looking, why don't you learn to dance, you must look better than others when you dance!"

Qi Yanqing took a big mouthful of ice cream and said vaguely: "If you want to see it so much, then dance."

"Okay! Grandpa is waiting to see you dance!"

For a long time after that, as long as grandpa didn't go out for travel or play, he would watch Qi Yanqing dance.

Every time I am afraid of showing off in the video, "It looks good, it looks good! It dances well!"

Qi Yanqing sneered, turned her head to hide her ears that were flushed from embarrassment, "I'm throwing you a trouble, and you're quite willing to accept it."

"Happy!" Grandpa Qi laughed.

Amidst the laughter, Grandpa Qi suddenly aged a lot, still smiling kindly, and waved at him, "You have to grow up Qingqing, you have to fly out, this small place can't hold you back, I have to go one day."

Qi Yanqing stared blankly at Grandpa, the sun and shade were fading, the sound of cicadas gradually became smaller, time seemed to have a shape, and flowed past him.

I heard Grandpa say it again: "You have to grow up, fly."

They were all going away, but he was imprisoned in place, unable to take a step.

There is no longer a golden sun under his feet, it has become an abyss, and there is a cold and frightening cold wind below. He is standing on the edge of the cliff, and he only needs to take half a step forward before he will fall.

In a daze, he looked back, only to realize that he had no wings.

If he jumped, he would only die.

Qi Yanqing woke up with a start, only to realize that it was already dawn.He was drenched all over, his body was cold and trembling, he coughed hard a few times, pressing his right ear which had been ringing in the ears.

He called Zhou Jian, "You didn't cancel the classical dance competition, did you?"

"No, I plan to cancel on the last day."

Qi Yanqing beat his head, "Come and pick me up."

"Ah?" Zhou Jian was stunned for a moment, "You want to jump? Can you do it? Can your body jump off?"

"Come pick me up, hurry up." Qi Yanqing hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Mid-July is the time for the domestic "Peach Blossom Cup" competition, and both folk dances and classical dances can participate.

After Qi Yanqing came back from the countryside, he locked himself in the training room without sleep.The Dance Association has his training room, which is a place he is very familiar with. It is easier for him to compete in the country, and he is very familiar with every stage of the competition.

Zhou Jian brought him meals every day and watched him train desperately.

Many people think that Qingqing dances easily, and winning the championship is also easy.

Only he knows best, this person dances like a dancer, why can he do many moves while others can't?

If you are not afraid of getting hurt, you have to toss your body to death, and you are not afraid of sequelae, maybe you can do it too.

Zhou Jian saw that Qi Yanqing finished dancing and was playing with his mobile phone during the break, "Qingqing, come to eat, don't look at your mobile phone."

"Ah."

Zhou Jian said: "Brother Tan contacted me. He said that your heart rate has been bad recently, and staying up late is too serious. He told you to go to him after you finish your work. You can't delay."

"I know." Qi Yanqing's appetite is not very good, he is not hungry at all, but he still has to force himself to eat, drink glucose as water, and eat chocolate.

Zhou Jian looked at Qi Yanqing, Qingqing didn't cry at Grandpa Qi's funeral, he didn't cry all the time, he didn't show any sadness, he looked so normal, his calmness was abnormal.

Zhou Jian gave him the thermos, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow is the competition, let's agree, get the trophy and become No.1 in the Blackpool trophy record, let's take a break, okay?"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Qi Yanqing smiled, "I know, you are so annoying, you have said it 250 times."

Seeing his relaxed appearance, Zhou Jian also relaxed a little, "I don't like swearing."

Qi Yanqing said: "You don't have to be so nervous, I won't lose."

【build】