Wine Stuffed Peach

As soon as the New Year's Day holiday is over, it is time to prepare for the final exam.The students were thrown off their feet by the iron whip of their homework. The teacher wished to change the weekly test into a daily test. If you are not familiar with the test, you will lose.

Some of the homework in some of the subjects was too complicated and repetitive. Even a good student like Si Yue missed his homework several times. In the evening self-study class, he didn't care what the teacher was talking about, so he just focused on thinking about the math super-outline problems.

Seeing his vigor of "you won't give up if you can't take it down", Ning Sui asked curiously, "What major are you going to choose in college? Science and engineering?"

"Maybe it's the finance department," Si Yue said, "What about you? Perfumer?"

Although he likes painting and design, he really doesn't plan to rely on it for a living, and even if he wants to, Si Yi won't agree.

"You should apply for majors related to chemical engineering first to lay a good foundation." Ning Sui checked some information by himself, "The classification of directions is quite detailed. I will ask Miss Zhou after the holiday."

After saying this, he had the real feeling that he was already halfway through his sophomore year and would soon be in his third year.

"Why do I suddenly feel that time is running out?" Ning Sui muttered, "What's the date tomorrow?"

Si Yue blurted out: "January [-]."

Ning Sui paused at the tip of his pen.

"What's wrong?" Si Yue noticed something and turned his head to look at him.

"The exam is coming soon. After the exam, we will have a holiday," Ning Sui said with his head down, "I want to go out to play again."

Si Yue tapped his pen with his pen: "Let's talk about it after the exam, hurry up and do your homework."

Ning Sui took out the workbook, and Si Yue said, "Yan Song came to see you before class, but you were not in the classroom."

"Understood." Ning Sui nodded, and he was very quiet for the next two periods of evening self-study.

At six o'clock the next morning, the foggy blue morning hadn't seen the sky yet, and he was extremely drowsy. Ning Sui lay on the small bed in the dormitory with his eyes open, holding his cold cell phone tightly.

In the dialog box is a message that Yan Song sent him in the middle of the night: "Do you still remember what day it is?"

He stared at the cold light on the phone screen, and after a long time, he slowly typed a few words: "I know."

The dialog box displayed "the other party is typing", but he waited for a while, but did not wait for a new message.

The unheated iron block weighed heavily in his hand, and he almost couldn't hold it.

The dormitory gradually became noisy, Lu Sirui turned off the alarm clock and sat up from the bed in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Sui sitting on the bed in a daze.

Lu Sirui took off the clothes on the ladder and put them on: "You got up so early?"

"I woke up suddenly." Most of Ning Sui's voice was suppressed in his throat, and it sounded a bit muffled.

The screen of the phone was turned off, and his face dimmed instantly, but Lu Sirui didn't see it: "It's rare that you got up early, let's go to the cafeteria early, this time we will definitely be able to buy new corn buns."

Ning Sui put the phone back in his pocket: "Okay."

...

The winter in Nanqi City was wet and cold, and the frost penetrated directly into the cracks of human bones. The two waited for a while on the path in front of Building A, and then Si Yue and Lin Jiheng came down.

The four of them went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast together, but Ning Sui didn't frisk and warm himself up like usual, but tucked his hands into his sleeves and remained silent in a strange way.

"Let's eat." Si Yue carried two bags of steamed buns, and handed them to him only after feeling the temperature.

"Yeah." Ning Sui adjusted the schoolbag strap that had almost slipped off, held the bun in his hand, and rubbed it unconsciously.

A corner of the cell phone protruded from his pocket, the green breathing light flickered on and off, Si Yue reminded him: "Who sent you a message early in the morning?"

Ning Sui subconsciously pinched the phone, and after a moment's pause, pushed it deeper into his pocket: "Spam text messages."

Today is January 1th, and the day after tomorrow is the final exam. The senior high school students on the playground are queuing up and running laps under the supervision of their seniors and physical education teachers. The students walking on the road are also faster than usual. Visible to the naked eye, it has rounded up, showing that food and knowledge are increasing at the same time.

The steaming steamed stuffed bun gave Ning Sui a bit of life to his pale face, he bit half of one, puffed his cheeks and asked, "After the winter vacation, are you still going to Sanmu?"

"It depends on whether the shopkeeper will open the door." Si Yue is obviously very experienced in the matter of being donkey. "She may have a holiday earlier than us, or she may work full time."

"I also want to do the same in the future," Ning Sui said, "to be an independent perfume designer."

Si Yue said: "Master Ning, self-willed, first recite the valence you wrote wrong yesterday."

Master Ning was hit by reality: "...yo, yo, the study committee is amazing?"

"That's right," Si Yue rarely showed a bit of juvenile pride, "It's even more remarkable to be first in grade."

Ning Sui elbowed him, and he easily avoided it with a step back, then picked up Ning Sui's down cap to cover his head.

"Don't freeze your ears." The palm of his hand fell on the back of his neck and squeezed it soothingly. "It's best to get used to wearing a scarf."

"Okay." Downstairs in the teaching hall, Ning Sui finished his breakfast in two or three bites, then rolled up the plastic bag and threw it into the trash can.

Then he took out his phone and replied three words to Yan Song——

"I dont go."

"You are on duty today, go up first," Si Yue looked at the time, "I'll go to the supermarket to buy two pens."

"Bring me a bottle of hot milk." Ning Sui also took out the plastic bag in his hand and threw it away, then turned and went upstairs.

There will never be fewer people in the supermarket. Students who haven’t eaten breakfast are rushing to buy some bread and snacks to fill their stomachs. Those who have eaten have to store food for the next ten hours of study.

As soon as Si Yue came in, the shopkeeper's child came to him with a smile on his face, and Ma Liu took a bag of paper stick fruit candy from the shelf and handed it to him.

Si Yue patted his head, bent down to get a few pens, picked out a bottle of milk from the hot drink cabinet, and took these to the cashier.

He swiped his campus card to pay, then unpacked the lollipops, picked out only a few peach-flavored ones and put them in his pocket, and gave all the others to the child.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "If you do this again, I will be ashamed to charge you!"

"Anyway, I don't eat it, and it's a waste to throw it away." Si Yue said.

"Brother, wait," the child crawled under the cashier counter, took out a baby iron can out of nowhere, grabbed a few pink soft candies from it with his little fist, and held it up to Si Yue, "Do you only like peaches?" Taste? Then I’ll change it with you.”

"Thank you," Si Yue smiled, "I like it very much."

He turned around to go out of the supermarket, but he almost bumped into the shopkeeper's mother head-on. Si Yue quickly helped the old man: "Be careful."

The old man showed a kind smile: "Thank you."

Si Yue nodded, a blurred face suddenly flashed in his mind.

He was about to go upstairs, when he looked up, he saw Yan Song and Ning Sui passing by in the aisle on the third floor opposite, Yan Song walked quickly, but Ning Sui looked back at his back, standing silently He remained motionless in place.

Si Yue slowly frowned.

When eating in the cafeteria at noon, the same situation happened for the second time.

This time he was next to Ning Sui, and he could clearly see how tense the expression on Yan Song's face was.

Even Si Yue saw it, and Ning Sui naturally saw it more and more clearly.

Ning Sui took a deep breath and asked him, "Did you take the afternoon off?"

Yan Song lowered his voice for the first time, left without saying "None of your business".

"What's wrong?" Si Yue asked.

"We had a quarrel." Ning Sui avoided his gaze and turned the subject 180 degrees. "My dad and his wife have moved to a new house. He asked me to live there during the Chinese New Year, and asked you if you want to play."

Si Yue looked at him for a while, and finally sighed in compromise: "When?"

"You are welcome anytime." He paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "You can come to their wedding if you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, his mobile phone on the table vibrated, and the sender was the groom-to-be.

Ning Duan: I will accompany Aunt Huang to her hometown of Qingxing during the Chinese New Year this year. Will you go?

Ning Sui didn't hesitate: don't go.

Ning Duan: I guess so.Then you go to your mother's place for the New Year?

Two days ago, Xia Rong showed off her annual honeymoon trip plan to him. A successful researcher was about to take off her white coat and become a little girl by her husband's side, so he didn't want to join in the fun.

But what he replied was: no problem.

Putting down the phone, Ning Sui kept poking at the food in the bowl with his chopsticks, but didn't eat a single bite. He used his tongue to fill his mouth and run the train: "Seriously, why don't you go with me? Dad's wedding, I'm still a little nervous, but it's okay, just take it as an accumulation of experience, next time he gets married, I'm sure I can do better."

Si Yue: "..."

For the whole afternoon afterwards, Ning Sui's mouth never stopped.

In the physics class, the teacher praised Lin Jiheng for his unique insights on a certain topic with a serious face. Ning Sui took the lead in applauding and shouted loudly: "Congratulations to the monitor for being expelled from the teacher."

In the Chinese class, the teacher asked what is so good about the typing of "Monk knocks on the door under the moon". She wanted to use curiosity to drive the students to think, but she was so angry that Ning Sui said "Fortunately, he is polite". .

Ning Sui couldn't stop his madness at all, shaking his legs after shaking his wit, the classmates laughed happily, but the teacher was worried about the bad discipline in the classroom, so he had to be expelled from the classroom and punished to face the wall in the corridor to think about his mistakes.

As a result, he disappeared as soon as he went out, and he didn't come back after two sessions of evening self-study.

"Brother Yue," Lin Jiheng looked at the name that was on the absentee list after a few months, and belatedly figured out something was wrong, "What the hell is Ning Sui doing today?"

Si Yue pinched the dormitory access card that Ning Sui had left on the table and turned it over and over again, his lips pursed into a line.

There was no response to the messages he sent this afternoon, and the anxiety in his heart was burning more and more, almost forcing him to fidget.

A green shadow suddenly jumped out of the notification bar, Si Yue quickly clicked in, and was quickly disappointed again.

It's just a group chat message.

When traveling on New Year’s Day, Ning Sui set up a group chat for the seven of them, named [Nanqi No. [-] Middle School Gang of Seven], everyone was in the same school, and shared a set of rest time, as soon as the class was over, the group chat started on time, The news continues every day.

Liang Haoyang: Class is about to start, why haven't you returned to the classroom yet? @言歌

Liang Haoyang: Did you visit Class 1 again?In the last evening self-study, there was a dean patrolling the hall, so I hurriedly told him to go back. @Lin Jiheng

Pan Zhenghang: He didn't come to our place

Yan Song: I asked for leave and I’m at home now

Liang Haoyang: What's wrong?Not feeling well?

Yan Song: To sweep the grave

Yan Song: Today is my grandmother's death day

"It turns out that's the case," Lin Jiheng also saw the group chat message, and suddenly realized, "Brother Yue, look at the group, Ning Sui is not missing for fun, but his family members went to visit the grave on the death day, so you don't have to worry."

After finishing speaking, Lin Jiheng replied in the group: No wonder Ning Sui disappeared, I will help him ask for leave now, you tell him to come back and make up a leave note

Yan Song: Please why, he didn't come

Pan Zhenghang: Has he arrived yet?Who in your family will pick him up, why go there at night?

Yan Song: We went in the afternoon, we have already gone home

Lin Jiheng stared blankly at the phone: "Why do I feel that something is wrong with Yan Song?"

The sooner Si found out that there was a problem between the two brothers, he stared at the group chat messages, his heart beating faster and faster inexplicably.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, Pan Zhenghang hesitated, and said in the group: Did Ning Sui go by himself?

Yan Song replied in seconds: What is he doing? What a disappointment. Tomorrow is his birthday, so he doesn't want to get hurt.

These words were so heartbreaking that Pan Zhenghang immediately raised his head in fright, intersecting Lin Jiheng's eyes in the air. As a result, both of them were doubly confused, so they could only look at Si Yue in unison.

Si Yue still lowered his head, but the knuckles that clasped the phone had already started to turn white.

Lin Jiheng quickly smoothed things over: Maybe he didn't want to delay the class, so he went later in the evening, which happened to be staggered with you?

But he himself didn't believe it. He could see clearly what kind of state Ning Sui was in class in the afternoon, so he might as well not attend class.

On the other end, Yan Song seemed to be unable to suppress the doubts and dissatisfaction accumulated over the years, and his words became more and more sharp——

Yan Song: Don’t think too much

Yan Song: I haven't seen him come to see him for nine years after his death. How dare the old lady work hard for Mr. Ning?

Seeing these two messages, everyone was stunned.

Anyone can see the almost mean irony in these two sentences.

Yan Song, actually would, satirize Ning Sui?

Got it wrong?

"Brother Yue, what is this..." Lin Jiheng turned his head to ask Si Yue, but was frightened by Si Yue's sudden terrifying expression and immediately fell silent.

Si Yue stared at Yan Song's words, and his heart was overwhelmed in an instant.

nine years ago.

January thirteenth.

On January [-]th nine years ago, he was too familiar with this date.

I will never forget it in my life.

When he clicked on Jiang Min's phone number, his heartbeat was almost out of control: "Mom, I want to ask you something."

When Lin Jiheng and Pan Zhenghang saw him blatantly calling on the phone in the classroom, they were frightened and rushed over to stand on the adult wall.

Si Yue couldn't take care of these things anymore, the rushing blood was beating his temples throbbing, he couldn't breathe, something called intuition broke through the barriers set by time and entangled him tightly, Desperately dragging him back.

"Aren't you going to class at this point? What's the rush?" Jiang Min asked.

Si Yue's Adam's apple rolled heavily: "On January 13 nine years ago, the old lady who died in that car accident, can you still find her relevant information?"

"Why did you suddenly ask this..." Jiang Min was silent for a while, then worried, "Did you remember something?"

"No." He was still young at the time, and he was alert enough to remember to call the police. Other things were beyond his comprehension, and they were all automatically blurred by his brain.In addition, it has been so many years, except for remembering an old lady lying on the road, I can't remember anything else.

He originally thought that it was just a passer-by who had passed away and was innocuous, but now he lost his usual composure and gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, tell me what happened to that old lady."

"Okay," Jiang Min sighed, "That incident was actually a big deal back then, but you were only eight years old at the time, too young, we don't want you to see that kind of thing, so... we gave the news to you. It's been suppressed. It's been so long, but I still think about it sometimes, after all... Forget it, you can see for yourself."

Jiang Min hung up the phone, and not long after, she sent a picture, which she kept on a whim before deleting the news.

Si Yue took a deep breath, his heart was beating too fast, as if he could no longer bear the urgency, and he urged him with a loud voice——

Urging him to look back and take a look at the truth that passed by nine years ago.

He opened the picture heavily.

...

In the empty dormitory, Ning Sui stood in the dark shadow for a long time, motionless.

The biting cold wind of winter night poured in from the window, greedily devouring the little heat left on his body, but he had no time to care about himself, his eyes were fixed on the words Yan Song sent on the phone screen.

The ice pick that had been buried deep in his heart for nine years came out again, piercing the flesh and blood of his chest fiercely, and the cold air like ice knives soaked through his limbs along the blood flow, and finally he could no longer support the weight of his body. , sliding down the wall bit by bit.

He sat on the ground and hugged his knees tightly, his defocused pupils were filled with the dark twilight outside the window, and it was hard to find the freshness of a teenager.

...

"A few days ago, there was a car accident at the intersection of Shuangyang in this city. According to the surveillance video, an old man was holding a little boy while crossing the road and ran a red light. Unfortunately, he was involved in a car accident. The driver ran away, and a kind-hearted person passing by reported the accident. The police said that when the ambulance arrived, the old man was dead. The boy was protected by the old man in his arms and survived. However, the strange thing is that the medical staff found that the child's trauma was not serious, but the whole body fell into shock After more than ten hours of emergency rescue, the danger was saved. The doctor said that if the child was sent later, it would be hopeless."

"This accident is quite strange. After in-depth investigation by the police, it was found that the cause of the child's shock was that the old man was dissatisfied with his grandson's non-Alpha gender, so he was tricked into buying fake medicine from a black-hearted workshop for him to use. The composition of this fake medicine is unknown, but it claims to be only A hundred injections can change the sex of anyone to Alpha. The old man was so anxious that he finished the one hundred injections for his grandson in just a few months. The police found out that the old man's call records Li, the manufacturer and seller of the counterfeit medicine, refused to admit the facts of the crime, and insisted that it was a very safe ordinary nutritional supplement. The old man made a mistake by himself."

"With the death of the old man and the revelation of the truth, the boy's parents are on the verge of collapse and are currently going through divorce matters. It is understood that the day after the incident is the boy's birthday, and the old man wants to give the Alpha gender as a birthday present. Grandson, so I took the last three injections at once, and it turned out to be this appalling tragedy."

"In the final analysis, this incident was because the old man had no scientific medical knowledge at all. The expensive counterfeit medicine defrauded most of the old man's life savings and ruined the child's health. And on the day of the incident, the old man died after the boy suffered drug poisoning shock. He even planned to send his grandson to the black-hearted workshop that is completely different from the hospital. If there hadn’t been a car accident on the way, the boy would definitely have died.”

Si Yue's eyes were red, and his trembling fingers had smashed the tempered glass film on the screen.

The dense cracks cut this news into irreparable fragments, just like a family and a child's heart shattered by ignorance nine years ago.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the night when Ning Sui came to his house, he was holding hot pickled fish and chicken noodle soup, looked at Ning Sui who was standing on the second floor joking with him, and blurted out a word.

He said it's been a long time.

I've been waiting for a long time. I'm late.

There was a loud bang, and under the inexplicable astonishment of the entire group, Si Yue turned over his chair and rushed out recklessly.

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