Boss, did you speak well today?

Isn't this to appear a little bit pretentious in front of a bunch of adults?

After finishing the morning exercises between classes, Su Xici avoided the crowd, and followed the tail slowly along the stairs and against the wall.

"Do you know this guy? He was very good in junior high school. The teacher liked him very much. He looked at people with the white of his eyes. He said before that he could be recommended for provincial key points. In the end, he didn't come here. He was beaten by the flat head of Class 15 every day. Be like your grandson."

"Looks in a daze, not like that kind of good student with a bright mind."

"It's just being beaten by Biantou. I used to go to the same school as them in junior high school. This person was dragged into the alley by a group of people every now and then. A dozen people beat him with his fists. Now he can't even speak well."

"No wonder the last time I saw him being dragged into the toilet, he was slapped dozens of times, and he didn't squeak, and he actively drilled his flat head."

"So cheap, hahaha..."

There was a whisper from behind, and he glanced back vigilantly. It was a few bastards in his class who were looking at him.

He quickened his pace, and soon there was a voice calling his name behind him.He walked even more hastily, and was about to reach the classroom when he was blocked by someone who came out of the classroom, his shoulders trembled, and he was immediately grabbed from behind.

"Calling you deaf?" A hand pushed his head to the side unceremoniously.

Su Xici staggered a step with his whole body, trying to escape, but several people had already surrounded him.

"What are you doing, not convinced, following the flat head, looking down on us?"

His head was slapped to the other side again.

Su Xici lowered his head and did not speak.

The classmate at the head of the class was thin and small, and the others were like him. Usually, when they saw a group of people with flat heads, they would just detour in fright. They had been in high school for two weeks, and they had never seen them so majestic and tough.

"Xueba is different, so arrogant, we don't care when we talk loudly."

"What kind of a top student is he now? He's already at the same school as us."

The knee was kicked hard from behind, "Don't kneel down and apologize to us."

With his fists tucked into his fat sleeves, Su Xici stared at the environment in front of him from his drooping bangs.

These are his new classmates.

There was a circle of people in the corridor, all laughing and watching the show, and there were occasional whistles, "Can you do it, second devil, you won't be too scared and dare not do it."

"Hahaha……"

The classmates in the same class leaned out from the window, men and women, all watched this scene with great interest, as if they were watching a monkey show.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, and you have to go to class later."

"What are you talking about, kick him in the stomach quickly!"

"If you want a chair, take it with you, it's very useful."

The scene in front of me overlapped with all the past in the past three years, blended together, and became distorted and piercing.

"I'm deaf, do you want me to wash your ears?"

A bottle of mixed chalk dust and other colorful ink juices poured down from behind, Su Xici screamed and waved his hand away.

"Damn, you dare to hit me!"

The student threw the drink bottle on him and grabbed his school uniform collar with a full face.

Su Xici was trembling all over, his neck was so tight by his collar that he almost couldn't breathe.He stubbornly suppressed the consciousness of wanting to resist, because what he was facing was not one person, but a group of people, as long as he had any intention to make a move, not only these few, but also more people who fished in troubled waters and wanted to play tricks would also come to meddle and a kick.

As long as a group of people do it, others can't do anything to them. If they continue to be arrogant, only themselves will be beaten worse in the end.

"The teacher is here."

"Which teacher in this school hasn't been beaten by a flat-hooded sack, what a coward, what are you afraid of?"

"My dad said that if I cause trouble again, don't read it." They are not flat heads, and they are not that capable. "He has big brothers in society to take care of him, we are different."

It doesn't mean that just beating the same person will make you have the same status as Biantou.

The collar was loosened, and Su Xici was pushed against the classroom wall.

A mouthful of saliva splashed on his face, drew a mark, and dripped down his chin to the ground.

"Wait for us in the bathroom on the fifth floor after school. If you dare to leave, I'll kill you!"

……

"How long has it been since the start of school? Look, huh?! The school uniform is torn again, and I need to pay for it? Every time I mention it to your father, I'm as deaf as you. It's better to pretend to be dead."

"You dig dung when you go to school. It's like rolling in a dung pit. You don't know what to read every day. Don't dirty my house, get out!"

"Auntie, I don't want to go to school anymore."

"I don't want to go? Is it easy to be a stepmother? What do you ask the neighbors to say, let my child study but not you?! You want to ruin my reputation, don't you!"

"Mr. Su, you missed a paragraph."

"Mr. Su, Mr. Su..."

Su Xici opened his eyes in horror.

His eyes were blindingly white, and his body was tense for too long. At this moment, his hands were firmly grasping the cushion below, and he was stiff for a long time before he came over and let go.

Su Xici's breathing gradually slowed down, and all fear and trembling disappeared without a trace with the exhaled breath.He took out two pieces of paper at random, folded them slowly, and wiped away the sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Mr. Su, you haven't said anything about the period from school to home." Uncle Gu said respectfully wearing reading glasses.

"There's nothing to say, that's all." Su Xici said calmly.

"It's a great way to face your deepest fears and talk about them."

Su Xici put on his glasses, and the heat of sweat covered the lenses with a layer of light fog, which gradually dissipated.

He raised his eyes coldly, the amber eyes shone with a lonely and clear light.He looked at the person in front of him, "Then change the method."

Uncle Gu was forced to lower his head by his gaze, "All methods lead to the same goal, and you need to face the past. Otherwise, there is no way to let go of this knot."

Su Xici curled his fingers reflexively.

After sweating, his face inevitably turned pale under the soft light, the wet shattered hair hangs down in front of his eyes, covering most of the corners of his eyes, and the tears that have condensed from the horror of memories have not yet dissipated. In the eyes, the thin shoulders collapsed.He folded his hands in his lap, as if abandoned by the whole world.

"There needs to be a deep sense of trust between doctors and patients." Uncle Gu took off his presbyopic glasses, closed his notebook, and stared at him deeply, "You are too afraid of me."

"Using treatment to magnify the dark and fragile side of other people's hearts, and implying that others will kill or commit suicide, I'd better be cautious." Su Xi resigned, "To avoid the same fate as Sun Shan and Su Bo."

"You can go to another psychiatrist." Uncle Gu looked at him, always wondering how this man could be so indifferent that he had no feelings for his biological father.

Su Xici pursed his lips.

Facing a complete stranger, I'm afraid I can't even say a word.

I have known for a long time that it is unreliable to find a psychiatrist.

But what is he going to do.

Sitting on the side of the couch, he threw the tissue into the trash can, crossed his legs elegantly, and had an idea.

"Why don't I arrest your grandson." He said in a negotiating tone.

Uncle Gu's face was full of astonishment, followed by panic and anger.

Su Xici said with an indifferent tone on his face, "You cured me, and I told him that this is just a game. As long as the treatment doesn't work, or you give me some hints during the process, let me control I can't help myself—anyway, if I accidentally kill someone, I'll chop off your grandson."

He didn't care and said: "Anyway, your grandson has lived long enough." Originally, he wanted to do it after Su Bo was hinted to commit suicide, but he didn't expect his heart to soften until now.

"He's only seven years old!" Uncle Gu's eyes were about to burst, he backed away in horror, and shouted.

"Then you'd better come up with a solution within three days, otherwise, I will go to the hospital to pick up your grandson and live in my basement for a few days." Su Xici adjusted his glasses, his red lips slightly hooked, satisfied smiled lightly.

He is still better at creating knots for others.

What's wrong with seven years old, children are all demons.

"No, don't do that." Uncle Gu knew exactly what was going on in his heart, and his pleading voice was even more piercing. Seeing that he was about to leave, he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, hugging his thigh, "Mr. Su, please——"

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked flying and hit the edge of the coffee table, some psychological toys on it fell to the ground.

Su Xici stood still, looking at him with disgust, "Don't touch me!"

Why do these people always want to get so close to him!

The phone vibrated, and he glanced at the screen, all emotions visibly restrained.

"I'll give you three days to come up with a solution, otherwise, I'll use my solution to solve this problem."

After leaving a word, he walked out the door and quickly pressed the answer button.

"Master."

"Auntie Mei said you are not in the manor, where are you, I will pick you up later."

"No, I'll be right under the group building, and I'll wait for you to get off work."

Last time Nangong Ran said that he would come to buy their daily necessities in person, so he must come together.Unexpectedly, the next two days were extremely busy, and there was no time at all, so I had to drag it until now.

After hanging up the phone, Su Xici's footsteps became much lighter. Coming out of Uncle Gu's private psychological clinic, he got into his own car and headed for the Nangong Group's Lianhuanzhu Building.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Nangong Ran came out of the hall and got into his car.

It was the first time Nangong Ran sat in his car, and he was still in the passenger seat. As soon as he got in the car, he fiddled with a bunch of buttons in front of him, and finally locked on the music played in the car.

"These songs are very sad to listen to, and affect the mood." The boss protested.

"Really?" Su Xici looked at the music in his mobile phone, he usually listened to this kind of music.

With nothing in his hands, Nangong Ran snatched his phone and cleared his list with one click.

Nangong Ran usually doesn't have time to listen to music, and he doesn't know which one is good at the moment, so he simply opened the ranking list, tried each one from top to bottom, and downloaded it if he thought it was good.

Immediately, the car was immersed in a strong sense of rhythm of happiness, gratitude and hatred.

"Master, is your taste so noisy?" Su Xici frowned.

"What's the noise? It's positive and sunny, healthy and uplifting." Nangong Ran searched through the charts one after another, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, "What kind of songs are these? "Little Donkey" is even more beautiful than them."

Immediately, an idea to open up the market came into his mind, and he immediately called the general manager of Mingming Yixia to discuss with him the style and lyrics of his singers.

"When was the last time you listened to a song?" Su Xici asked curiously after he hung up the phone.

"In the second grade of elementary school, to be precise, it was music with lyrics. After that, I only listened to the sonatas of Chopin, Handel and Liszt."

"Young master is really precocious." Whoever is listening to nursery rhymes will fall in love with these boring songs.

"Isn't this just to look good in front of a bunch of grown-ups?" Nangong Ran said, choking his throat and imitating, "——"Little friend, how old are you, what kind of songs do you usually listen to?"—""Only in the world "Hello, Mom", people think you are a brat who hasn't been weaned—""Piano Sonata in B Minor"." A bunch of people think that I am a plastic talent, and they are full of satisfaction. "

Su Xici laughed loudly, "You are enough."

Nangong Ran smiled easily, and emphasized: "I used to say that pretending was real, but you didn't know, and I still..." He also kept shaking out all the stupid things he thought he was self-righteous when he was a child.

The car drove to the parking lot of the shopping mall and locked the car. It was not until he got on the elevator that Su Xici remembered that the second grade of elementary school was the year after Nangong Ran's parents' car accident happened?

His parents passed away suddenly, and he was surrounded by wolves who were thinking about their own property. There seems to be a few words mentioned in the book. Until he was 16 years old, he often encountered some "accidents". Fortunately, he was very lucky to survive.

For a moment, Su Xici didn't know what it was like.

The two stood side by side in the ascending elevator, each looking at the scenery outside the surrounding glass walls.

Inadvertently, the back of his hand touched Nangong Ran's hand, and immediately dodged like an electric shock.

Glancing up at the person beside him, Nangong Ran didn't seem to notice.

Su Xici put his hands by his side again.

The ascending elevator shook slightly twice, and his body moved accordingly.

The back of his hand brushed against his, and this time, he stretched out a finger and secretly hooked the hand next to him.

The opponent's hand immediately attached to him, and he firmly grasped his hand.

Warm, solid, and powerful, helping him solve all hesitation and despair.

Su Xici lifted the tails of his eyes slightly, looked up, and there was a gentle and moving light flowing.

Nangong Ran was fascinated by his eyes, and quickly planted a kiss on his forehead. The other party quickly lowered his eyes, staring at the scenery outside the glass and looking around.

"I thought you had grown bolder and dared to seduce your husband in public." Nangong Ran grabbed his hand, grinding his blunt teeth gently on the back of his hand.

Su Xici broke away his hands, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, "Are you a dog, you bit me again."

"Don't bite, don't bite," Nangong Ran grabbed his hand, "hold hands again."

"Go away." He put his body aside, not wanting to hold hands with him anymore.

The elevator door opened, and a group of bustling people outside were weaving and intertwining before their eyes.

Su Xi's footsteps that were about to go out paused, and he froze in place.

The handkerchief fluttered to the ground.

With arms folded and fingers intertwined, Nangong Ran naturally stood in front of him, pulling him forward, "Let's go."

Su Xi resigned and pushed away his glasses, hiding a trace of embarrassment and uneasiness, and readily agreed, "Okay."