001/Qiliu
Yingzhou stood at the door with his schoolbag on his back.
The mother's shrill screams came from inside, accompanied by the stepfather's insults.
"Where did you hide all the money at home?"
"What does it mean that the family has no money? You won't make money if you don't have money? Don't think that I don't know about your affair with the fruit seller downstairs. You keep flirting with each other every day. Will he not give you money?"
"Speak! You bitch, you just know how to cry."
The belt hit the woman's flesh hard.
Ying Zhou has seen scenes of skin and flesh being torn apart. The flesh is bulging and surrounded by purple. If the injury is too serious, the wound will turn from red to green and then to black. It will take a long time to get better.
The neighbors' doors were closed, as if they couldn't hear.
They are not to blame for winning the boat.
Last time, a kind tenant didn’t understand the situation in their home and called the police.
The result was that the mother tried her best to deny it, the left side of her face was swollen, and she blamed others for being nosy.
After the police left, his father picked up a stick and smashed the door of the tenant's house for half an hour, which was a display of martial virtue. The two young men were so frightened that they moved out without asking for rent.
Listening to this battle, it will take at least ten minutes to end. After the fight, the dog man and woman still had some affection for each other.
Then, it will be safer to go home after two hours.
Yingzhou didn't take out the key. He thought for a moment, turned around, went downstairs, and knocked on the neighbor's door.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard. The table was full of takeout boxes.
"The boat is here." A smile appeared on Wang Wenshan's face, "I heard it, your dad is beating your mom again. Come sit here with uncle."
Yingzhou nodded calmly. He lowered his head and frowned slightly at the greasy and blackened soles of his slippers at the door.
Wang Wenshan noticed his displeasure, but he just said cheerfully: "It's okay if you don't change your shoes. It doesn't matter."
The old community is a mixed bag, and everyone doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. Although Wang Wenshan is an old loser who does not have a formal job and is not married at the age of thirty, he is the only person willing to take Ying Zhou in at this time.
One of the light bulbs in the living room was broken, so the light was a bit dim.
Yingzhou pushed aside the takeout box on the table, took out his homework from his schoolbag, and placed it on the table.
Not his homework. He was writing homework for the unlearned gangsters in the class, and he paid for it on a monthly basis.
Although it’s not much, it’s convenient and safe.
Wang Wenshan cut an apple and brought it to Yingzhou: "Here, Xiaozhou, eat some fruit."
Yingzhou's pen tip paused.
He turned his head and showed a bright smile: "Thank you, uncle, I'm not hungry."
Only fools eat what Wang Wenshan gives.
Yingzhou sneered in his heart.
Wang Wenshan seemed a little pity, but he didn't dare to force it.
He sat next to Yingzhou and scrolled through his cell phone, playing Douyin, the sound was very noisy.
Fortunately, Yingzhou's attention was always focused enough.
His eyes quickly returned to the topic.
He writes his homework very quickly. Almost as soon as I read the question, I wrote the answer directly. There is no pause. And the handwriting is not my own.
When he was at home, even if his mother was beaten until her orifices were bleeding, Yingzhou could sleep peacefully with the sounds of screams, broken glass, and insults.
This is a good habit that has been trained since childhood.
As he wrote, Yingzhou felt a strange feeling coming from his thigh.
Wang Wenshan's hands wandered on his legs. Ying Zhou lowered his head and could even see the dirt between his fingernails.
It's so disgusting, I want to vomit.
Yingzhou thought in his heart.
If I had known earlier, I would have stayed in the classroom for a while, even though the cleaning lady would come to chase people away.
Yingzhou doesn't like Wang Wenshan, but this neighbor will give him three hundred pocket money every month.
Therefore, Yingzhou just glanced at him, then looked away and continued to write his homework.
It's just that Wang Wenshan is a little presumptuous today.
Yingzhou had just finished writing the last physics question when he felt that the other party wanted to take off his school pants.
He put down his pen and clasped Wang Wenshan's wrist, his tone as calm as ever: "I have two suggestions. The first one is that we do it once, but I will definitely record it, so you don't have to guess where the camera is installed. I will use this video to threaten you, ask for money from you, and ask for money from your parents who are teachers. Is your dad retiring soon? Can you accept your son being discussed? When I finish the college entrance examination in two months, I will Take the video and call the police. I might not have told you, but I can't help it. You look so disgusting. I'll vomit if you fuck me."
"The second suggestion is that you just settle down. We'll be fine." Yingzhou smiled slightly, but unfortunately only one corner of his mouth was raised. "I have such a pretty face, so you can just have some fun with it for three hundred yuan. I still have to pay for it." I will smile at you, you damn pig, don’t you look in the mirror before dreaming?”
Yingzhou exploded with great strength at this moment, and Wang Wenshan even felt the pain as if his bones were being crushed.
Wang Wenshan gasped, his body shaking uncontrollably.
He broke away from Yingzhou, gritted his teeth slightly, and wanted to say something cruel, but he met Yingzhou's cold eyes.
Under the yellow light, there is a face as beautiful as porcelain, with eyebrows as gentle as his lonely mother, but his eyes seem to be looking at a dead person.
Wang Wenshan's cheeks turned red with anger, his chest was beating up and down, shame and panic were intertwined in his heart.
He turned his head and continued playing with his phone, but did not dare to reach out again.
Yingzhou stayed here until eight o'clock in the evening.
There was a heavy slamming of the door upstairs, followed by clattering footsteps.
Yingzhou knew that his stepfather had gone out to play cards or drink before he could wait for him.
He put away his textbooks and walked home slowly. There was only one staircase with 36 steps, but Yingzhou walked for five minutes.
do not wanna go Home.
But he still has nowhere to go.
Open the door, the lights in the living room are on, and the dishes on the coffee table have already become cold. The house was in a mess, with debris piled on the floor.
His mother was not in the living room, and there was a rustling sound in his bedroom.
Yingzhou pursed his lips and closed the door very softly.
He walked quietly towards his bedroom. The door was broken and could not be closed.
Mother Xu Wenling was sitting on her knees on the ground, her arms reaching under the bed, and she seemed to be rummaging for something.
The wardrobes and drawers in the bedroom were scrawled open before they could be restored.
Yingzhou leaned against the door with interest and waited for a while.
He saw Xu Wenling dug out a small iron box and opened it with joy. It was full of money, five yuan, ten yuan, stuffed to the brim.
This was done deliberately by Yingzhou. It's not too much, it adds up to four or five hundred.
Yingzhou took advantage of the college entrance examination to apply for an ID card, secretly applied for a bank card, and deposited all the money he had put in school. This money was specially prepared by him for Xu Wenling.
Xu Wenling gathered the money in her hands, like a person who was dying of thirst in the desert discovering the source of water.
"Mom." Yingzhou said at this time, "What are you doing?"
Xu Wenling trembled like a caught thief.
She turned her head, her face still bruised, her eyes full of tears: "...Xiaozhou. If you don't give him money, your dad will beat me to death."
The tone was timidly pleading.
Anger suddenly rose in Yingzhou's heart, but the smile on his face became even brighter: "Then you get a divorce."
"Divorce," Xu Wenling repeated unconsciously, "You can't divorce. People will gossip about you. We have no place to go, and besides... you still have tuition fees for college." Her voice became much weaker.
Yingzhou took two steps forward and pressed Xu Wenling's hand. His fingers were cold, but his tone was very gentle: "What you are holding in your hand is my university tuition.
"You have been married to him since I was eight years old. It has been ten years now. All the scholarships and money I earned since childhood were given to you. You gave them all to him, and now you say it is for my own good? "
Xu Wenling's tears fell, and she covered her face: "Why am I not doing it for you!? You didn't have a father when you were a child. What did other children say about you? They said you were a bastard and a bastard. Send you to the winter The lake pushes...
"If I hadn't been a dragster like you, would I have married him?! I gave birth to you and raised you. Is it still wrong?! You and your father are both selfish beasts!"
After saying that, he sobbed and cried.
When she was a child, Yingzhou would comfort her gently. He said don't be afraid, mom, I will protect you when I grow up.
The two of them joined together to keep warm, like little beasts waiting for spring in the snow.
When he was 14 years old, Yingzhou had a fight with his stepfather and almost won. His ribs were broken, but he also beat his stepfather on the head with a wine bottle, causing bleeding.
Then a panicked Xu Wenling rushed out of the kitchen and slapped him.
She pushed Ying Zhou down to the ground covered with broken glass and asked him to kneel down and apologize to his stepfather.
14-year-old Yingzhou was so shocked that he didn't even have time to resist.
Glass shards were embedded in his knees, and his blood flowed all over the floor.
After that, his stepfather seldom fought against Ying Zhou, but only intensified his exploitation of Xu Wenling.
Yingzhou no longer remembers the pain at that time, but he always remembers the slap from Xu Wenling.
Ying Zhou stood numbly in the middle of the bedroom.
When Xu Wenling stopped crying so much, she said, "Take it away. I will take the college entrance examination next month."
He didn't say what he meant.
He's leaving and he's not coming back. He wants to fly out of this airtight cage. The first layer of shackles that trapped him was violence, and the second layer of shackles was love.
Xu Wenling was relieved. She stuffed all the money into her pocket, brushed her hair, and revealed her bruised face. She stood up and when she walked to the door, she turned back and said: "Xiaozhou, actually dad loves us, he is just in a bad mood recently..."
Yingzhou threw his schoolbag against the wall and squeezed out a hoarse roar from his throat: "Get out!"
Xu Wenling closed the door.
Yingzhou didn't sleep well that day. In the middle of the night, his stepfather came back from outside and made a lot of noise. He lost several hundred dollars playing cards and cursed in the bedroom for a long time, until Xu Wenling came up with the money and stopped.
At six o'clock in the morning, Yingzhou went out on time.
The school cafeteria is subsidized and is much cheaper than outside.
The high school he attended was a well-known private middle school in City A, with a tuition fee of 30,000 yuan a year. Yingzhou was able to study there because his scores in the high school entrance examination were so outstanding that the school offered him free tuition, free room and board, and a full scholarship to recruit students at sky-high prices.
The school promised that as long as Yingzhou ranked first in the city in the college entrance examination, it would receive a bonus of 200,000 yuan. If you get the provincial number one prize, it will be 500,000 yuan.
In the previous city-wide mock tests, Yingzhou's results were always first.
Yingzhou took the bus to school, went to the cafeteria, and swiped his meal card for two eggs and a bowl of soy milk.
Then he lowered his head and walked to the nearest dining table.
At certain special moments, Yingzhou likes to stare at the ground.
He didn't look at the road before, and was tripped twice by his roommate in the same dormitory. Although Yingzhou slammed the dinner plate into the opponent's face every time, the opponent was not in pain or itchy, and he was injured, and he had to pay and lose money. I wrote a review and found that overall the losses were heavy.
In a good public high school, no one will stumble upon students with good grades.
It's a pity that this is a private school.
And Yingzhou is so hatefully out of place.
He was targeted by his former roommates because Yingzhou refused to help them cheat during the monthly exam.
Yingzhou sat down at the dining table, and before he could move his chopsticks, something hit him on the head.
Very light and not painful.
A white Bluetooth headset fell into his bowl of soy milk.
The latest model, I heard it is very expensive, but my roommate’s family is not short of money.
Behind him, Zhou Mingzhe sat on the dining chair with his back turned and said with great interest: "Hey, Ying Zhou, help me fish it up."
His voice was neither soft nor strong.
Yingzhou poured the soy milk in the bowl and his headphones into the trash can nearby.
unlucky.
He began to peel the eggs.
Seeing that he had been ignoring her, Zhou Mingzhe couldn't help poking Yingzhou's back with his finger: "I heard that you helped so-and-so take the IELTS or TOEFL test last month? You were arranged in the same examination room, and then you gave Did he copy it? Or did you just take his admission ticket?"
Yingzhou's movements paused for a moment, and the fine eggshells were peeled off evenly.
"Ignore me again?"
"Speaking of which, 30,000 yuan is my weekly pocket money. If I had known that 30,000 yuan would have made you, a bitch, sell it, I would have given you the money directly."
Zhou Mingzhe lowered his voice, his tone tempered with poisonous malice.
Before Yingzhou heard this sentence, he had no expression.
Until now, a stream of cold air was rising from the soles of his feet and reaching the top of his head.
Two months ago, someone asked him to help with cheating.
The language test is said to be for applying to foreign universities, but the management is not strict, and the price is only 30,000.
Yingzhou didn’t want to pick it up. But at that time, Xu Wenling was severely injured and hospitalized, requiring a large sum of medical expenses.
He also found a divorce lawyer and had everything sorted, all he needed was Xu Wenling's signature.
Unfortunately, Xu Wenling refused. Again.
Zhou Mingzhe noticed the stiffness in his limbs, so he laughed in a good mood: "Yingzhou, I know an uncle who happens to be in charge of this area. Do you think I should ask him to check the surveillance? Help others cheat..."
Zhou Mingzhe bent down and whispered in Yingzhou's ear: "It seems that he will be disqualified from the college entrance examination."
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canteen.
A corner that no one cares about.
A young student was also peeling eggs.
His face was very young, but his eyes were particularly aged and tired, and his eyes were as dark as a deep pool.
It is hard to imagine that one month before the college entrance examination, a transfer student came to the school.
The transfer student had the school badge he had just received pinned to his chest, with three words written on it: Yuan Wenxin.
Yuan Wenxin whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Tai Sui, the world you destroyed has restarted, and it has returned to the time when you were in the most pain. What does this count for?"
Thinking of the horrific scenes at the end of the world, Yuan Wenxin still felt the fear from his soul.
Black fog filled the sky, and white flowers bloomed on the land poured with blood. Pollen that can corrode the soul is blown around the world by the wind.
Death treats everyone equally at this time.
"I hope I just had a nightmare, but unfortunately..."
Yuan Wenxin lowered his head and coughed.
He spread out his hands, and there were several crystal clear insect eggs lying in his palms.
"This is not a dream."
Yuan Wenxin looked to the left. From this angle, he could just see Yingzhou's side face.
Very beautiful, sharp without looking too thin.
The S-class scourge "Tai Sui" destroyed the entire world in its own way in the 100th year of its strange resurrection.
When it was alive, it was called Yingzhou.
Yingzhou's awakened ability is called "Tai Sui", also known as "Meat Ganoderma". It is not aggressive, but it is recognized as the strongest support.
He's the walking panacea, and others can emerge from the agony of being cut to pieces by a thousand cuts to win the boat...evolve.
According to research, "Tai Sui" secretes a mist when injured. This mist can delay the distortion and death of superpowers and promote the evolution of superpowers.
Later, someone discovered that this mist is secreted not only during physical pain, but also during mental pain.
Yuan Wenxin recalled the scene when he saw Ying Zhou for the first time in his previous life.
I had just been carried out of the basement, and not a single part of my body was in good shape. The white cloth covering his body was soon stained red with blood as it swayed.
Yingzhou's hand resting on the stretcher was so thin that only a skeleton remained. This was not an exaggeration, but someone had trimmed off his flesh. The slang in the industry calls this "juicing."
At that time, there might still be some fog remaining on Yingzhou's body.
Therefore, Yuan Wenxin smelled the light fragrance of flowers.
It is said that due to the power of "Tai Sui", it is actually difficult for Yingzhou to die, let alone go crazy.
But he died in the end.
The dead Yingzhou has become everyone's nightmare.
…………
Yuan Wenxin came back from his thoughts, turned his head and looked at the other side of the cafeteria: "However, it seems that I am not the only one who has been reborn."
Sitting there was a young man with dyed hair, who looked like some kind of gangster. What he is wearing is not the school uniform.
His expression had taken on anger and even a hint of jealousy.
Yuan Wenxin guessed that it was because the trash Zhou Mingzhe was too close to Yingzhou.
Tai Sui refuses to be approached by anyone.
Yuan Wenxin said casually: "The one who came back together is your most loyal dog... He has also been resurrected. Will you be happier?"
