Go to my home and do your homework

The whole night after that, neither of them spoke again.

Qu Liaoyuan didn't know what to say, and he was afraid that he would make Song Ye even more unhappy if he said the wrong thing. After all, he was a teenager, but he gradually fell asleep.

As for Song Ye, he thought about many things, his mother who died young, his father who made mistakes, his indifferent stepmother, this empty home... the high school entrance examination in dozens of days, his future life... and Qu Liaoyuan beside him, the sentence in the afternoon "Go to my house and do your homework."

In this cold day when everything seemed to be lost, fate still kindly gave him a spark.

The next morning, Gao Xiuyue went to buy deep-fried dough sticks, sesame cakes and tofu nao, and asked the two children to eat at the opposite door.

Song Ye was a little haggard, and no longer said nothing like yesterday. He spoke, and when he said "Thank you, Aunt Gao" to Gao Xiuyue who helped him with the chopsticks, he smiled a little.

Gao Xiuyue was not at ease, and suggested: "Why don't you go to school for the time being, and ask Xiao Quer to take two days off for you?"

Song Ye said: "No need, the exam is almost here."

Qu Liaoyuan nodded vigorously at Gao Xiuyue, expressing that he would definitely protect Ono.

Gao Xiuyue: "..."

When they went downstairs, the two of them hadn't walked out of the family courtyard. There were a few children in front of them who were also carrying their schoolbags to school. They were all wearing the uniforms of the elementary school of the children's school. They looked like they were in the third or fourth grade, and Qu Liaoyuan couldn't recognize them either. It's too clear who the children are.

Several children turned their heads to see Song Ye and whispered to each other.

Qu Liaoyuan thumped in his heart, vaguely feeling that things were going to get worse.

Sure enough, the tallest and strongest little fat man in the group said, "That's him. His father is a corrupt official. He was arrested by the police yesterday! I saw it!"

Several other children uttered "Wow!" "His father is a corrupt official!" in unison.

Song Ye seemed not to hear, and walked over with his head down.

Qu Liaoyuan followed behind him, and when he passed the group of children, he showed an extremely cruel expression, raised his hand and made a fierce gesture to hit someone, which scared the little fat man in the lead back a few steps.

Song Ye didn't look back, but heard the voice of the child behind him: "Don't mess with him, don't mess with him, he's a gangster in the third year of junior high school." Then he heard Qu Liaoyuan run a few steps and followed him.

"Xiao Ye," the little gangster whispered, "don't be as knowledgeable as a brat."

The classmates are all big kids aged sixteen or seventeen, so they are not as arrogant and rude as these little kids, but some "polite" behaviors of the big kids are more irritating than the "rude" behaviors of the little ones.

On weekdays, Song Ye is a little out of gregariousness. This kind of misfitness is the quietness and studiousness of a good student, not being lonely and arrogant. The girls in the class like him more than Qu Liaoyuan. Even the boys tease him all day long. Calling Song Ye a somewhat derogatory "Mr. Song", I have to recognize his excellence.

As soon as Song Ye arrived in the classroom today, the students who were still playing in twos and threes suddenly fell silent, and all of them turned to look at him. Although they all turned their eyes away immediately, he walked towards his seat. Subconsciously, he showed a movement to avoid him, as if he was some terrible virus carrier.

Qu Liaoyuan didn't come in from outside the classroom. Through the window, he saw Song Ye sitting there flipping through the books, feeling very sad.

These may have been the saddest two days of his life.

What will Ono do next?

After more than half of the morning, Song Ye has been listening to the lecture and doing the questions very carefully, without leaving his seat.

Qu Liaoyuan had been half-lying on the table, staring at Song Ye's back for two classes.

During the big break between the second and third quarters, the students went to the playground to do radio gymnastics.Qu Liaoyuan didn't want Song Ye to go.

In the second Chinese class, when the class was about to end, everyone recited the text enthusiastically, and the teacher explained to a girl who was asking questions by the seat.

Qu Liaoyuan poked Wen Cong in front and called, "Brother Cong!"

Wen Cong was secretly playing with his mobile phone, turned his head and said, "Oh, I finally remembered that it's my brother?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Give me two cigarettes and a lighter together."

Wen Cong looked at him inexplicably, and said, "Why do you suddenly think of smoking?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Don't worry about it, give it to me."

Wen Cong took out half a pack of soft Chinese from the deepest part of the drawer, and Qu Liaoyuan took it under the desk.

"The lighter is in the cigarette case," Wen Cong suddenly understood, and said, "Are you trying to bring Mr. Song down?"

Qu Liaoyuan looked at him and warned, "Don't bully him."

Wen Cong immediately turned his face and said, "What are you talking about, Qu Liaoyuan! Am I the kind of person who makes trouble?"

Qu Liaoyuan laughed pretentiously, and said, "No, no, brother Cong, of course not!"

Wen Cong rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you want to smoke, go to the fourth floor of the Science and Technology Building. There is no one there."

After class, the students went out to the playground one after another, and when they passed Song Ye's seat, they all stayed away from him.

Qu Liaoyuan went over and put his hand on Song Ye's shoulder. Before he could speak, Song Ye suddenly raised his head like an electric shock, with a vicious look on his face.

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Seeing that it was him, Song Ye was obviously relieved.

He felt very uncomfortable, and regretted letting Song Ye come to school today, hesitantly said: "Let's go, let's go to the bathroom."

He didn't wait for Song Ye to answer, he pulled Song Ye up, put his arms around his shoulders, half pushed and half dragged the ground, and went out together.

The corridor on the fourth floor of the science and technology building is a good place to smoke. The windows are large and high, and the ventilation is very good. The teachers in the teaching building opposite cannot see this side.

Qu Liaoyuan and Song Ye sat side by side on the floor under the window, each smoking a cigarette.

"So you know how to smoke?" Qu Liaoyuan was a little surprised. He seldom smoked himself, and he was only smoked a few times by Wen Cong. He didn't like it very much, he just thought it was fun, and he had never seen Song Ye smoke.

"Smacked my dad secretly." Song Ye said.

When Song Zhiguo was mentioned, Qu Liaoyuan fell silent.

Song Ye said: "I dreamed about him yesterday, he was covered in blood, he seemed to be dying."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Song Ye took a deep breath of the cigarette, choked a little, coughed twice, raised his hand to cover his eyes instead of his mouth.

Qu Liaoyuan had never felt as stupid as he was at this moment, and said, "Uncle Song...he will be fine."

"Death is not so fast, why don't you have to spend a few years in prison." Song Ye said.

"It will...it will be fine, you should be optimistic." Qu Liaoyuan racked his brains and said something.

Song Ye leaned back and leaned his head against the wall. This posture made his Adam's apple obvious.

Qu Liaoyuan couldn't help touching his neck, and found that his Adam's apple was not yet palpable.

Song Ye looked at him, smiled lightly, and said, "Without my parents and home, no one will care about me in the future. What can I do if I'm not optimistic? Die?"

Qu Liaoyuan opened his eyes wide, he was frightened by Song Ye again.

Song Ye realized it, put away his expression, sat up straighter, and said, "I'm...I'm joking."

Qu Liaoyuan looked at him seriously, full of "how can you do this" questioning.

Song Ye held the cigarette in one hand, and blindfolded him naturally with the other.

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Song Ye: "..."

This blindfolded action seemed to be different from all the contact the two had with each other in the past.

What's different?Song Ye couldn't tell.

Qu Liaoyuan just felt awkward, backed away from his hand, and said seriously: "Song Xiaoye, if you continue to joke about life and death, I won't care about you."

Song Ye: "..."

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Do you understand?"

Song Ye said: "Understood... what?"

Qu Liaoyuan deliberately put half a cigarette in his mouth, pretending to be an adult, and said in a manly tone: "Didn't you say that no one cares about you? I will care."

Both Gao Xiuyue and Qu Dajiang were shocked.

"What do you want to do?" Qu Dajiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I still can't take care of myself, so what are you talking about?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Xiao Ye is so skinny, and he can't eat much, share my food with him, and I will eat less."

Gao Xiuyue: "..."

Qu Dajiang thought his son was telling a joke, and said: "It's just as simple as eating, don't think about things too simply, is it a joke that there are so many people in the family?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "I know, Xiaoye still has to go to school. His grades are so good, he will definitely be admitted to the No. [-] Middle School. I have inquired about it. The No. [-] Middle School has special treatment for top students. He does not have to pay tuition fees. He will definitely be able to enter the No. [-] Middle School in the future." Key universities have many scholarships.”

Qu Dajiang looked at his wife, why did he feel that his son seemed to be coming for real, and said, "No, no... Liao Yuan, this matter cannot be done like this."

"This is what we need to do," Qu Liaoyuan looked at his parents and said, "If you two feel that Xiaoye and I go to school alone and spend too much money, then I will drop out of school and go to work to earn tuition for Xiaoye."

Qu Dajiang: "..."

Gao Xiuyue: "..."

"What do you do? What do you do?" Gao Xiuyue said, "You will eat you!"

Qu Liaoyuan didn't know what he would do, and said, "Even if I go to sell blood, I still want him to finish college."

Gao Xiuyue said angrily: "What are you playing with two hundred and five? Who will buy your two hundred and five blood? Whoever loses will become a fool! You are really going to piss your mother to death!"

Qu Dajiang said confusedly: "Aren't you telling the truth?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Dad, don't you think my grades are not good every day? Let Xiao Ye be our child, and you will have a No.1 child, okay?"

Qu Dajiang: "..."

Gao Xiuyue said: "What do you think I am doing? This is the debt collector of your old Qu family!"

in the corridor.

The door of Qu's house was not closed tightly, and Song Ye stood leaning against the door, and the voices of the family of three inside could be clearly heard.

He thought that Qu Liaoyuan was just talking casually when he said that he should "take care of him".

16-year-old Qu Liaoyuan actually wanted to raise 16-year-old Song Ye, and even wanted to drop out of school to work part-time so that he could pay for his education.

Why is it so... absurd and touching?