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Ji Sinian still held back for a while, and said politely first: "Do you still need someone to make up for?"

Xie Zhou: "Can you complement Chinese and Biology?"

Ji Sinian said truthfully: "Not very good."

Xie Zhou: "That's fine."

Ji Sinian: "?"

Xie Zhou smiled and leaned against the refrigerator door.

"Go out and laugh." Xie Hang drove her out of the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took some tomatoes.

"He rejected me." Xie Zhou took a sip of the Sprite that was placed next to him, and left it for a while until the bubbles dissipated.

Xie Hang rolled up his sleeves, took the tomatoes and washed them under the tap: "Yes."

"He said I don't need someone to make up." Xie Zhou rubbed up again, leaning his face closer.

"Got it." Xie Hang elbowed her away.

Xie Zhou looked at him meaningfully, shook the Sprite that had turned into sugar water, and walked back to the bedroom slowly: "I'm going to read a book."

The tomatoes were placed on the cutting board, and Xie Hang took a knife to flush the water.

It doesn't matter if Ji Sinian agrees or not, he just asked this sentence to save a step that he can walk in the future, lest he can't find a reason to meet or talk when the time comes.

The tomatoes had just been cut in half when Xie Zhou came back with his phone.

"Is there a phone?" Xie Hang asked.

"En." Xie Zhou hesitated for a moment, "It's Zhao Changqing."

Xie Hang paused, wiped the apron he took off, and took the phone.

He didn't save Zhao Changqing's phone number. At this time, the caller ID showed a long series of numbers.

Sure enough, Zhao Changqing called Xie Zhou.

He walked into the living room, looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows and pressed the answer button.

There was a silence on the opposite side, but a noisy background sound could be vaguely heard, Xie Hang waited for him to speak first.

"I'm sorry to bother you again." Zhao Changqing's voice sounded a little tired.

There was still a stack of leaflets he brought back from the parent meeting on the futon next to him, Xie Hang looked at the little lights that lit up outside the window.

"My sister...is divorced." Zhao Changqing said, "The child is with us."

Xie Hang sat on the floor.

"What happened to the child?"

Zhao Changqing was stunned: "You know?"

"Guess." Xie Hang said.

It's only been three or four months since I first contacted him. Xie Ben was married twice, and divorced so soon, it can only be that something happened again.

Zhao Changqing moved to a quiet place and said in a deep voice, "The child is in the hospital now. I know this is an unkind request, but I really can't bear to see such a young child..."

"Speak directly." Xie Hang interrupted his lyrical part.

"Is it convenient for you to come and have a chat with him?" Zhao Changqing spoke quickly, probably because he was afraid that he would hang up the phone directly. "We all think that you are the one who can resonate with him the most, and a chat will be very effective."

This sentence was in a tone that Xie Hang was very familiar with, most likely it was said by a psychiatrist, and Zhao Changqing repeated it directly when he was nervous, without euphemistic embellishments.

He frowned and didn't answer right away: "What's wrong with him?"

Zhao Changqing said: "Cutting the wrist...the rupture of the tendon did not hurt the nerves. It was discovered that it was sent to the hospital early, and a psychiatrist was invited to see it."

Xie Hang raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the joke that Xie Zhou posted in Moments appeared in his mind inexplicably.

Acting?What's wrong with the acting... Quit the Internet.

For a child in his early teens, it is quite thoughtful to force his parents to divorce in such an extreme way.

"Which hospital?" Xie Hang asked.

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"People's Hospital." Zhao Changqing was a little excited, "You..."

"Send me the room number." Xie Hang said, "You decide the time."

He hung up the phone.

In the past, when Zhao Changqing asked him to go, the phone call would have come to an end.

But now he not only listened carefully to what he said, but even agreed after considering it.

As long as he refuses, Xie Cheng and Zhao Changqing's family will never appear in his life again, which is what he dreamed of before.

But the phrase "you are the one who can resonate with him the most", for some reason hit a naive idea hidden in his heart and locked in a hard shell.

He needs to face the knot in his heart.

Many things will end because of whoever started them. He can't go back to eight years ago, but this time may be a very good opportunity for him.

There is no specific thing in the tightly clinging knot, and there is no real fear. It will only subtly affect his every word, every action, every thought, affect his life, and affect Ji Sinian.

He didn't know how to solve it, and he couldn't find the switch to open the hard shell.

But maybe reconciliation with all the horns is all it takes, a few conversations, conversations with your teenage self.

He is willing to give it a try.

The light in the living room suddenly turned on, Xie Zhou came over and closed the curtains, and asked casually, "What hospital?"

Xie Hang looked at her with a cold face.

"He——didn't tell me anything at the time, and I scolded him and blocked him before he opened his mouth." Xie Zhou bit the bullet and walked around him.

"Did you scold him?" Xie Hang asked.

Xie Zhou heard a hint of watching the excitement: "I don't scold him? Who does he scold? What is his position on those things? Why should I be merciful and help him? I can't be selfish if he is selfish?"

Xie Hang smiled and did not speak.

The first week of the winter vacation was fairly uneventful, Zhao Changqing didn't contact him, the coach called him to practice the third subject but he turned him down, Ji Sinian was even more silent.

But Ji Sinian is quite lively in the circle of friends. He just posted a small video 5 minutes ago. It was shot from Song Wei's perspective, and there was Song Wei's laughter in the background.

The coach's voice floated in from the window: "Let's go, why did you step on the brakes?"

Ji Sinian said, "There are two birds ahead..."

Coach: "Are you afraid of scaring them?"

Ji Sinian closed his mouth and let off the brakes, Song Wei sat in the back row laughing unsteadily for the camera.

"Happy, you'll be the next one." The coach knocked on the window glass twice.

Song Wei turned off the camera, then lay down on the passenger seat and laughed for a long time.

The coach followed behind the car with a cigarette in his mouth, and slowly walked into the curve: "School starts again?"

"Fresh semester." Ji Sinian said, "You finished your university in two years."

"I keep forgetting. Ancheng University, a good school." The coach forcefully continued, "Are you going to be a graduate student?"

Ji Sinian sighed: "I'm just a freshman, coach."

"Graduate students are guaranteed to be admitted, let's talk about it. Can Xie Hang recommend it?"

"He..." Ji Sinian suddenly realized that it seemed that he hadn't heard Xie Hang's name from others for a long time, and he was dazed, "It should be possible."

"It's too late to hit the wheel." The coach patted the roof of the car, "The rear wheel has to wipe the line after turning over."

Without Xie Hang, his car training career would be dull.

Ji Sinian's car training for the past two days has been muddled, relying on his steel will, he insisted on making it to the second day of the exam.

The day before the exam, I had to go to the actual combat training in the exam room, and I was scolded together with Song Wei for more than three hours, and the coach finally drove back.

Ji Sinian reported Wanda's drop-off point as usual.In the past two days, he would come here from time to time, sometimes to help Nianxia buy groceries, and sometimes just to hang out.

It's just that he never met Xie Hang by chance, and he simply doubted whether Xie Hang was in Changze during this period of time.

Wanda hung a big poster downstairs, with a picture of bloody hula drawn on it, and the scary words were twisted and twisted. Ji Sinian looked at it for a long time before he realized that it was a new venue in the haunted house upstairs, with a [-]% discount on the trial price.

He hasn't visited it since he turned down that part-time job during the summer vacation.

Next time, I can find an excuse to ask Xie Zhou and her brother out to play, maybe after the next year, anyway, the two of them will be alone during the New Year, and there is a good reason.

There were quite a few people going to the haunted house today. When Ji Sinian passed by, he saw a group of men and women paying the bill at the front desk.

With his hands in his pockets, Boss Wang was sitting on the sofa beside him with two or three staff members who had put on makeup on their faces.

As soon as Ji Sinian walked in, Boss Wang recognized him: "Hey, Xiao Ji, come to play?"

"Come and see." Ji Sinian glanced at him.

Before Yin Bo said that Boss Wang was a local snake Congliang who opened a haunted house, and some of his younger brothers came to work as staff.

Normally, Boss Wang would not be able to see anything by himself, but now sitting with those younger brothers, he could feel a bossy aura with just a glance.

Maybe it's caused by the black and blue makeup on the face, but the younger brothers also have a strong temperament of street gangsters.

"Join a group? Let them add another person." Boss Wang pouted at the front desk.

"No, next time I..." Ji Sinian said, the phone rang suddenly.

It was actually Xie Zhou's call.

He was stunned for a moment before picking up, before he could say "Hello", he heard Xie Zhou lower his voice and say, "Is it convenient?"

Ji Sinian took the phone away to confirm that the caller was Xie Zhou, and said in a low voice, "It's convenient, what's the matter?"

"How long did you arrive at the People's Hospital?"

"Xie Hang is sick? Let's take a taxi for five or six minutes." Ji Sinian still wanted to lower his voice to match her sense of mystery, but the shopping mall was so noisy that he couldn't hear clearly when he lowered his voice, so he had to restore the normal volume .

"Can you come over here?" Xie Zhou said urgently, "Inpatient Department 102, met Xie Cheng, the scene here is a bit chaotic, I can't take him away."

"What do you mean you can't take it away?" When Ji Sinian heard Xie Cheng's name, his mind buzzed, goosebumps sprang up, "I'll go there now."

"You..." Xie Zhou stopped talking, "Alone?"

"Is it not safe? Do you want to take someone with you?" Ji Sinian saw the picture of the nursing home last year, and Xie Hang's appearance when he lost control made him panic, "I know."

He hung up the phone directly, opened the door and went back to the haunted house. With a gust of wind, he rushed to the small sofa in two menacing steps.

The younger brothers and Boss Wang who were leaning on the sofa were stunned, and looked up at him, and one of them, who was looking in the mirror to fix his makeup, also stopped and looked over with his forehead wrinkles.

"Hello? No need! Hello?" Xie Zhou fed for a long time before realizing that the phone was hung up.

She called back again, but no one answered.

Xie Zhou came out of the bathroom and returned to the ward.

The child named Xie Jiayang was lying in the hospital bed, Zhao Changqing was standing by the window with a sullen face, and a woman was sitting in front of the hospital bed, peeling apples with a small fruit knife expressionlessly.

Xie Cheng stood aside, staring at the fruit knife in a daze, without saying a word.

Xie Hang leaned against the door indifferently.

There was also a psychiatrist in a trench coat standing at the door.

The whole room was frozen, only the sound of panting and the sound of peeling apples could be heard, and everyone was stubbornly preparing to make no move.

After a long confrontation, a smell of gunpowder will brew, even if you can't feel where the smell of swords is coming from.

But now everyone's state is not suitable for long talks, at least Xie Hang is not suitable.

Xie Zhou could feel that he had endured to the extreme, and the suffocation hidden in the irritability made her unable to breathe.

But Xie Hang was not prepared to leave at all, he was forcing himself to accept it patiently.

She had tried three times to pull Xie Hang away without causing chaos in the house, but Xie Hang was unmoved.

In fact, there is no need to involve Ji Sinian in this matter, but Xie Cheng just said to Zhao Changqing, "What do you mean by calling him here?"

You can't think deeply about this sentence, it's almost like pointing at Xie Hang's nose and scolding you for being sick, you are different from my child.

One of them had to leave, otherwise there would be no end to the trouble.

Xie Hang can quarrel or fight with Xie Cheng at any time and any place, but definitely not in front of Zhao Changqing's family and a psychiatrist, or in front of that ten-year-old child.

She knew that Xie Hang didn't care what those people thought, but the consequences of many things were invisible injuries that she thought she didn't care about, which were accumulated in her heart inadvertently, and slowly piled up into a hard shell.

But Ji Sinian seemed to have misunderstood what she meant, she didn't ask him to find thugs to fight in groups.