Pretend to B

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Su Xing took the bus back to the hospital along the way he came, and sat in the last row, the sun shining in from the rear window made his whole body hot.

He closed his eyes, his mind was empty, and he felt someone sitting in the empty seat beside him, the earphones leaked badly, and he was listening to a loud rock music; someone in the car was eating, and there was a strong smell of sausage .

"Passengers, please be careful when you close the door, and please hold the handrail when the vehicle starts..." The bus announcement was clear and loud, and the car slowly drove away from the platform.The people around him couldn't sit still, they shook slightly out of inertia, bumped their shoulders against Su Xing's arm, and said sorry repeatedly.

This bump seemed to break the balance that Su Xing was trying to maintain. He opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and still couldn't help looking back. The school gate of No. 36 High School became smaller and smaller.

Anger, regret, loss, nostalgia... All kinds of suppressed complex emotions rolled in his mind, his mouth was dry, and his Adam's apple rolled.

The school gate shrank into a small dot, flashed in the dazzling white light, and disappeared completely from sight.

In fact, he has been very calm, this day will come sooner or later.From the moment he gave Su Hong a blood transfusion—or in other words, from the time he received his first injection of inhibitors at the age of 13, he was already mentally prepared.

These years, he seemed to be walking a precarious tightrope, hanging precariously in mid-air, and finally one day the tightrope broke, and he broke his internal organs. After the severe pain in the meridians all over his body, he felt relieved.

As long as he still has breath, he can still get up.

As long as he can get up, Su Xing will be able to walk on the flat ground openly from now on.

He no longer needs to take the bad-smelling inhibitors every two days; he doesn’t need to find reasons to avoid group activities; he doesn’t need to find dark, damp and dark clinics to forge medical certificates; he doesn’t need to wear long sleeves during the dog days... From now on, he has a cold, fever and illness Just go to the hospital, get an injection when it’s time to get an injection, and hang a bottle when it’s needed; he wants to run and play basketball recklessly like his peers, and it doesn’t matter if he bleeds from bumps and bumps; he wants to wait for the needle hole on his arm to heal slowly, and then buy Seven short-sleeved tops, one for each day, no repeats for a week...

He pressed his palm against the window, the glass was scorched by the scorching sun, and the heat from his palm made him feel alive and hot.

Su Xing smiled, as long as he can still get up, he must move forward.

He, Su Xing, the son of the hottest woman in Ruyi District, the boyfriend of the 36 lieutenant colonel, can beat a table in Doudizhu, can beat seven in fights, and can crush thousands of people in Xinyang in exams. of.

Back at the hospital, Su Xing first went to the doctor in charge to find out the situation. The doctor said that Su Hong was very ill, but fortunately, the creatinine level dropped a bit, and she woke up for a while just now.

"I won't go around with you. You have to be prepared for your mother's disease. There is no cure, but it can be controlled. There are many examples of people who can live for more than ten or twenty years after getting the disease, but..." At this point , the doctor paused, he knew the situation of the family, he sighed helplessly, and continued, "But you need to take good care of it, even if you are discharged from the hospital, the medicine cannot be stopped, and reexamination is indispensable."

The implication is - this disease costs money.

Su Hong had been in the hospital for so long, and it was the first time that Su Xing heard a doctor clearly tell him that "he can still control it". His breath of oxygen can arouse his more vigorous desire to survive.

Su Xing bowed deeply to the doctor, and said: "As long as it can be cured, we will certainly cure it. I will find a way about the money, thank you for your hard work."

The doctor patted the skinny young man in front of him on the shoulder, and joked that when Su Hong just woke up, she took a breath and used it to curse people, and insisted that she wanted to go home, if she didn't have the strength, she would have smashed the ICU.

Su Xing couldn't laugh or cry, and repeatedly apologized that Su Hong had a bad temper, and asked the doctors and nurses in the ward to take care of her.

The doctor waved his hand and said that there is nothing to be sorry about, as long as the family members don't use the knife, everything else is a small incident.

Coming out of the office, a nurse reminded Su Xing that it was time to pay. After Su Xing went to the toll office, the bank sent a deduction information. He stared at the balance displayed on the phone screen and counted it several times, accurate to two decimal places.

The cost of the ICU ward is high, and dialysis is also a big expense, so money is the top priority.

Anyway, there is no book to read at present, Su Xing plans to find a way to make money first, and then consider his own affairs after Su Hong's condition stabilizes.

And He Chi——Su Xing's head hurts when he thinks of He Chi now, if he knows about this, this guy can blow up the school.

He Chi fell asleep for a political class at school, and was absent-minded for the remaining English class, so he ran to the hospital after class.

Su Xing didn't have any abnormalities. The two had dinner in Sha County, and the ICU didn't allow visits. They couldn't help them staying in the hospital, so they went back to Ruyi District.

When Su Xing came out of the shower, He Chi recited a full-score composition for the college entrance examination to him emotionally: "The giant ship on a long voyage splashes waves on the sea. You see fear and storms, but I see the future and the future." I hope... the waves will remain the same, but if you look at them from a different angle, the waves in your eyes will be very different..."

With a red towel on Su Xing's head, he sat down on the sofa: "What the hell?"

He Chi threw down the composition paper, put one foot on the ground, and put the other knee on the sofa, helping Su Xing to wipe his hair, and said in distaste: "The essay for the college entrance examination last year was titled "Looking at the Problem from Another Angle, the World Is a Better Place". This thing is too hard for me to wipe my ass after shitting, and it's a perfect work."

He Chi has rough hands and feet, and Su Xing's scalp hurts from being pulled. He patted He Chi's thigh: "Be gentle!"

"Squeamish!" He Chi read a sentence, and the movements of his hands were relaxed.

"It still makes sense." Su Xing said.

"What makes sense?"

"The composition just now," Su Xing's voice came from under the towel, "it makes sense."

"What's the point?" He Chi asked.

Su Xing replied seriously: "Look at the problem from another angle, the world is better."

He Chi: "...Isn't this just a composition question?!"

Su Xing laughed, and He Chi covered his head with a towel, bent down and kissed him on the head: "Dumb."

After He Chi finished his homework, he made another chemistry paper. Su Xing called the nurse by the window. He leaned on the window frame with one elbow, and nodded from time to time, saying "OK", "Thank you", "Thanks for your hard work". .

After he finished the phone call, He Chi walked over, put his arms around his waist from behind, and asked him, "How is Auntie?"

"The ulcer is serious, and it burned again in the afternoon, 39 degrees," Su Xing leaned his head back on He Chi's shoulder, "but the creatinine has dropped, and I woke up for more than an hour just now."

He Chi played with Su Xing's fingers with both hands, and said, "Good news."

"Well," Su Xing was silent for two seconds, and then said, "I don't want to study anymore."

He Chi paused, took Su Xing's shoulders, faced him and asked, "Don't talk nonsense, what do you want to do if you don't study?"

Su Xing avoided He Chi's gaze, and said, "Working, make money first."

"Don't think about it," He Chi pinched his face, and said seriously, "It's a scumbag like me who wants to work. Why are you just making fun of it?"

Su Xing smiled and said: "That composition is indeed quite reasonable. Thinking about it from another angle, it's not a big deal if you don't study. I can..."

"No!" He Chi interrupted Su Xing, staring at him seriously, "No, did you hear that?"

Su Xing sighed, grabbed He Chi's earlobe with both hands, and said helplessly, "I know, I know, don't be angry."

He Chi was inexplicably flustered. He couldn't control this sudden emotion, so he hugged Su Xing tightly and whispered in his ear repeatedly: "I don't allow it!"

Su Xing felt pain from being strangled by him, and his heart thumped. He originally planned to tell He Chi about dropping out of school, but He Chi's reaction made him hesitate.

He's not a vacillating person, but he has nothing to do with He Chi.

Maybe—Su Xing thought with luck—maybe He Chi won't know so soon?

Su Xing patted him on the back and coaxed him softly, "Don't be angry, okay, no matter what you see or hear, don't be angry."

"No," He Chi said stubbornly, "My No. [-] Scholar is not allowed not to go to school."

"Silly Shuozi," Su Xing's eyes were hot, "Don't believe anything others tell you, you can only believe me."

It was late at night, and the two lay face to face on Su Xing's small bed, staring at each other's face with the faint moonlight leaking in from the window.

He Chi said, "A hug?"

Su Xing smiled: "Hug more."

"come over."

He Chi stretched out his hand, Su Xing moved his body towards He Chi's side, He Chi retracted his arms, and embraced Su Xing in his arms.

The two pressed close to each other, Su Xing adjusted a comfortable posture in He Chi's arms, resting his head on his arm.

"Sleep, baby." He Chi kissed Su Xing on the forehead.

"Good night."

The next morning, when He arrived at school late, he found a large group of people surrounded by the bulletin board, chattering without knowing what they were talking about.

He was not interested in watching and went straight up the stairs.

A few minutes after the morning reading started, a person rushed into Class [-]'s classroom at lightning speed, rushed straight in front of He Chi, and yelled, "Boss!"

He Chi was reciting words with his eyes closed, he stumbled and managed to memorize a "responsibility" with great difficulty, and finally felt a little memorized, and when he was yelled at like this, the slightest feeling disappeared.

He Chi raised his eyes, his shiny green hair was very eye-catching, "What's your soul?"

"No, no, no..." The liberal arts class was on the first floor, and Lu Mao rushed up to the fourth floor, panting and stammering, "It's not good!"

"No, no, no," He Chi followed his example, "It's nothing, please talk."

Lu Mao was sweating anxiously: "Student master, he was expelled from school!"

"Oh," He Chi responded casually, picked up a pen and marked a circle in front of "responsibility", before the opening of the circle was closed, the tip of the pen paused, and a hole was drawn in the textbook.

"What did you say?" He Chi raised his head and asked.

"It was posted on the bulletin board, the top student has been expelled from school!" Lu Mao paused for a moment, with a complicated expression, "He...he is Omega..."

He Chi's mind was blank at that moment, and what Su Xing said to him last night jumped out word by word.

He already knew, he must have known, when did he know?

"Zi..."

After the slight sound of electric current, the green light of the broadcast on the wall was on, and the announcer announced in a straight voice: "The following two announcements will be broadcast. In order to encourage the students to strengthen their ideals and beliefs, study hard, strive to become talents, and cultivate the integrity of the students , Mr. He Lei, vice president of Webster Enterprises, will set up the "Integrity Scholarship" in the school. The specific selection will be launched today, and all students are invited to actively participate in the selection; And tampering with personal gender, in view of its bad nature, extremely bad influence, and serious violation of school rules and disciplines, Su Xing is now expelled from school..."

He Chi's breathing became heavier and his chest heaved.

This is the "price" that He Lei said, the price that He Lei wants to leave from him is Su Xing.

Lu Mao didn't dare to speak, so he glanced at He Chi cautiously, he pursed the corners of his lips, and clenched his hands into fists.

"The following two announcements will be broadcast. In order to encourage the students to strengthen their ideals and beliefs..." The broadcast will be announced twice as usual. He Chi stood up with a sneer and kicked over the chair.

The chair slammed heavily against the back wall, and the legs of the chair made a long mark on the wall, making a sharp sound.

The whole class was silent, and He Chi's tablemate was so frightened that he huddled in the bathroom corner, covering his head with his hands, not daring to breathe.

He and He Chi have been at the same table for a few days, and gradually feel that this school bully is not that bad, not only has a good temper, but also is quite serious in class. He didn't expect He Chi to be so fierce, full of flamboyant hostility , as if he would be torn apart if he got close.

"Brother, don't be impulsive..." Li Lang trembled, and bravely patted He Chi on the back.

"The second announcement..." The broadcast continued, and He Chi's heart was on fire. His whole body was engulfed by the flames of anger, and he completely lost his mind.

He Chi picked up the chair leg with one hand and walked towards the podium. The chair dragged on the ground and made a harsh friction sound. The others stared at him in dark horror, not even daring to breathe.

He Chi dragged the chair to the edge of the podium, pulled over the desks in the first row, and jumped onto it with one hand.Then, he set up the chair in his hand, raised his arms, and slammed it forward.

"Bang—Zi—"

After a loud noise, the noisy electric current sounded, and then stopped abruptly.

Fragments of plastic flew, and He Chi smashed the radio hanging on the wall with the back of his chair. Several wires were attached to the shell of the radio, hanging precariously in the air.

"what!"

A girl was the first to break the silence and let out a short exclamation.

He Chi threw the chair to the edge of the podium, jumped off the ground, moved the desk back to its original position, clapped his hands, and said, "Sorry buddy, it's dirty."

"No, no, no..." The classmate didn't dare to look at him, wiped his arm on the table a few times, and stammered, "It's okay..."

"No," He Chi tapped on the table, "I'll save it for you when I come back."

The classmate immediately withdrew his hand, straightened his back, and remained motionless.

He Chi turned around and left. Lumao stared blankly at his back and almost didn't applaud.

Boss is so handsome!So wild!So manly!

It wasn't until He Chi left the classroom that he realized with a jolt, fuck!This is going to be a big deal!

Lumao ran after him and stopped He Chi at the stairs.

The hostility in He Chi's body was about to cut through his skin and rush out of his body. Lumao swallowed and said, "Calm down! Boss, you must calm down now!"

He Chi raised the corners of his lips, he had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

He pushed Lumao away and walked towards the administrative building. Lumao staggered and hit the wall by him, ignoring his sore shoulder, gritted his teeth and rushed over to strangle He Chi's neck.

"Let go." He Chi said.

The green hair shouted fiercely in his ear: "Boss, calm down! If you make yourself expelled from school, the school bully will be even more sad!"

He Chi was stunned, how sad should Su Xing be?Did he cry?Are you smoking again?

What did he mean by those words last night?He must have known it a long time ago, why didn't he say it?

Did Su Xing... gritted his teeth again in a place he didn't know.

He Chi's pent-up energy was vented, Lumao heaved a sigh of relief, and said to him: "Although I don't know what's going on, you can't have any more accidents. Hitting the broadcast is at most a demerit, writing One review is over, you have to beat up the principal, and there will be one more dropout in the army!"

"I know." He Chi lowered his head and said in a low voice.

Lumao was still worried, and asked, "Go back to class?"

He Chi patted him on the shoulder: "Go back, I'll go find him."

Su Xing said, no matter what you see or hear, you just need to believe in him.

Su Hong stayed in the ICU for two days, and was transferred to the general ward in the morning, and her creatinine dropped to 300.

This was the best news Su Xing had heard in the past few days. When he got the test results, his legs went limp and he almost lost his footing.

"Are you all right?" the doctor asked.

Su Xing closed his eyes and said, "No."

He packed up the old clothes that Su Hong had changed during this time, and carried the basin to the toilet to wash. Not long after washing, he heard footsteps behind him. He raised his head and saw He Chi's face reflected in the mirror.

Su Xing was stunned. He met He Chi's eyes through a mirror. He Chi's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, foggy.

"Why did you skip class?" He turned around and smiled, pretending to be relaxed.

He Chi stepped forward in two steps, put his arms around Su Xing's waist and hugged him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He Chi's words were choked up, "Why did you..."

Su Xing held up both hands, the palms were full of foam, and he was a little at a loss.

"I'm fine," Su Xing said, "Really."

"Liar."

Su Xing's heart softened. He wrapped his arms around He Chi's back and said softly, "Actually, I'm a little sad, just a little, really. I've been ready for a long time."

He Chi's mind was in chaos, he didn't know which way to go was the right way.

Should I just drop out of school and stop studying?Do you want to find a place to work to earn money for medical expenses?Or, do you want to go back to the He family and compromise with He Lei?

"No." Su Xing said suddenly.

The foam on the palm fell to the ground, and white bubbles splashed all over the floor. Su Xing seemed to guess what He Chi was thinking, and said to him, "No, what you think in your head is not allowed."

He Chi didn't speak, but leaned against Su Xing's neck and rubbed against it.

That night, Su Hong woke up and started yelling again that she wanted to go home, smashing everything that could be smashed.

Su Xing quietly stood aside and let her hit her. When she was exhausted, he helped her cover the quilt, and then squatted down to clean up the mess on the floor.

Su Hong lay on the bed, panting heavily.

"Son," Su Hong said suddenly, with a tear in her voice, "I don't want to be treated anymore, it hurts too much, it hurts every day and night, and it hurts even when I'm asleep... let's die, okay?"

Su Xing was picking up glass shards. He paused with his fingertips, and the shards scratched a small hole in it, and blood beads the size of beans leaked out.

"Be patient a little longer," he wiped the blood from his fingertips on the inside of his arm, "Mom, can you bear with it a little longer?"

Su Hong stared at the ceiling with empty eyes.

She woke up once in the afternoon, Su Xing and He Chi were not there, and she saw a crumpled payment slip in the trash can.

"Please," Su Xing knelt beside the bed, clear liquid welling up in his eyes, "bear it a little longer, okay?"

Su Hong closed her eyes.

He Chi was leaning against the corner of the carport, with earphones on his ears, a cigarette in one hand, and a cell phone in the other.

He was listening to an audio file, which was recorded on his birthday, the conversation between him and He Lei in He's study.

He Chi exhaled a puff of smoke, he didn't know if this thing would be useful.

He never thought of using this to blackmail He Lei, or get any benefits from him, and he didn't want to have anything to do with the He family from the bottom of his heart.

His original intention for recording this was very simple. On the day he left the He family, if Guan Xinxin was still unwilling to leave, he would hand over this document to her. At least she would still have a bargaining chip in her hand.

What He Chi wants is very simple, he wants to get rid of the He family completely, and he wants to live his own life.

But Guan Xinxin was unwilling to let him go, and now He Lei was not willing to let him go either.

He Lei too knew how to deal with his pain points - to restore his Alpha status, allowing him to continue his studies without any worries; at the same time, he put pressure behind his back, so that Su Xing had to drop out of school.Killing and punishing the heart is nothing more than that.

He Chi thought about it calmly. It is true that Su Xing had violated discipline by making a fake file, but was it really to the point where he was ordered to drop out of school?

On the one hand, he has the title of champion in the high school entrance examination, on the other hand, he is the key training object of the No. 36 middle school. Whether he can turn over from a "bad school" depends on him. It is impossible for the school leaders not to want to protect him.

He Lei threatened him with a phone call the night before, but Su Xing had an accident the next day, and the next day He Lei immediately set up a "honesty scholarship" in 36...

He Chi threw away the cigarette butt, unplugged his earphones, and lightly rolled his toes against the spot of fire on the ground.

He Lei said that he would be nothing without the He family, and he couldn't survive.

Then he wants to live out his personality.

When He Chi returned to the ward, Su Hong fell asleep again, with wet tears on his face.

"What's wrong?" He Chi asked.

"It's okay," Su Xing said lightly, "I woke up just now, and I was making trouble for a while."

He Chi led Su Xing into the corridor. He bent down a little, stared into Su Xing's eyes, and said to him, "I'm going there for a while."

Su Xing was stunned for a moment before realizing that the "over there" He Chi said referred to the He family.He grabbed He Chi's hand, frowned and said, "Don't go."

He Chi kissed his face, held Su Xing's hand instead, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm not going to confess, I'm going to negotiate with him."

"What are you talking about?" Su Xing asked immediately.

"Talk about business," He Chi said, "exchange something."

Su Xing frowned, he was not afraid of having no money, at worst he would have to work twenty hours a day; he was not afraid of not being able to read, at worst he would find another way out.

The only thing he was afraid of was that He Chi would bow his head and bend his back to "there" for him.

The people living "over there" are all bad guys, they made He Chi hurt, He Chi cried, and He Chi turned into a trapped beast locked in the iron fence.

He Chi stared at Su Xing, heaved a long sigh, clasped the back of Su Xing's head and held him in his arms.

"Little milk pot, don't be afraid," He Chi said, "I promised you that even if life is miserable every day, there is a reason why I can't compromise, and that is you."

Su Xing grabbed He Chi's clothes and nodded in his arms.

"You go, all right. But you have to come back."