Scum attack, your father is here!

Being disturbed by Qi Yousui, most of the time has passed, and it is obviously impossible for Qi Qingyun to sneak out while studying late.

After distributing all the brooches, he sat down and was about to attend evening class. He saw Qi Yousui sitting on the seat alone, looking over and over with his fingertips as if playing with some novel species, and poking his head from time to time to see other people's brooches and Is your own more refined than your own?

Qi Qingyun thought it was funny, and tapped her fingertips on the opponent's desk to attract the opponent's attention, and said in a low voice: "Don't look, yours is different from theirs."

Qi Yousui was guessed exactly what he was thinking in his heart, and his eyes widened immediately, like a kid who has just been let out by his parents to see the world, and then he sat up straight, happy in his heart but stubbornly said: "Who cares?! "

"Give it back to me if you don't care." Qi Qingyun laughed, and spread his palms to signal the other party to return him.

Qi Qingyun is not like Chu Queze who is used to doting on Qi Yousui unconditionally, this time he caught Qi Yousui off guard and made the other party dumbfounded on the spot.

For some reason, although the brooch looks neither famous nor good-looking, but because it was given by Qi Qingyun, when Qi Yousui thought of returning it to the other party, he was a little unhappy, and a little... .Wronged.

How can anyone go back after sending it away.

Qi Yousui didn't know that his reluctance came from the blood and family relationship between him and Qi Qingyun, so he couldn't help muttering in a low voice, and after a moment of silent entanglement, self-esteem finally prevailed, and he stretched out his claws to slap He patted the brooch into the hands of Qi Qingyun, who was so relaxed, and said angrily:

"Repay you and pay you back."

The moment he stretched out his hand, Qi Qingyun could clearly see the reddish right arm of the other party, which was even covered with a lot of purple blood spots. It seemed that it took a lot of effort to get rid of the already fair skin. The skin is rubbed like this.

The smile on Qi Qingyun's face slowly disappeared, and the apex of her heart was stabbed unconsciously, which made her jawline slightly tense, her expression gradually became dignified, and she raised her eyelids and glanced at Qi Yousui:

"Arm, did you rub it like this yourself?"

"It's not all your fault." Speaking of Qi Yousui, he wanted to beat Qi Qingyun left and right, but staring at Qi Qingyun's face that resembled his father, Qi Yousui couldn't help but commit a crime. Fearful, even if he dared to provoke the other party, he did not dare to make the other party angry, so he muttered softly:

"It's too much for you to force me to do that even though you know I'm a clean freak."

"Who is going too far?" Qi Qingyun sighed: "It is inevitable to touch these during the cleaning. If you set a precedent, everyone will be lazy, so who will do the work?"

"..." Qi Yousui was speechless. After all, he has always been the one enjoying privileges. He has never thought about these ways of the world. Hearing this, he clenched his fists under the desk and gritted his teeth to refute. Some are speechless.

"However..." Qi Qingyun changed the subject and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Qi Yousui raised his eyebrows in surprise, from Zhong Xuejin's angle, the profile of his face was almost exactly the same as that of Qi Qingyun when he was young, confused and at a loss, he said:

"Why... why are you apologizing to me?"

"It's because I didn't think carefully. Next time, I will try my best to arrange for you to do other things." Qi Qingyun put one hand on Qi Yousui's table, and smiled at him, like a snowy moon rising, the light cast on Qi Yousui There was a gentle ripple on the shimmering lake, and he said something:

"Look, sorry is not so difficult to say."

"Yesterday you punched Chu Queze, shouldn't you also apologize to others?"

At this point, Qi Qingyun finally exposed her purpose, and followed her way.

Chu Queze, who was sitting by the side, was called by his name suddenly, and raised his head in astonishment. Facing Shang Qi Yousui's dim gaze, he widened his eyes in confusion, waved his hands in a hurry, and even his voice was flustered intermittently:

"No, nothing..."

"I won't be angry with you, Yousui." Chu Jueze glanced at Qi Yousui cautiously, and wanted to touch Qi Yousui's hand, but took it back timidly after a while, and wiped it awkwardly because the writing was stained. Fingertips filled with pen and ink, as if guaranteeing:

"I'll never be mad at you."

If it was usual, when Qi Yousui heard this sentence, he would definitely take it for granted, but for some reason, the sentence "No one will endure your bad temper forever" that Qi Qingyun said suddenly came from behind like a magic voice. Qi Yousui rang in his head, over and over again, constantly pounding his brain nerves.

Qi Yousui covered his head and said irritably, "Got it".

He felt that Qi Qingyun could do such a simple thing as an apology, and turned around to say sorry to Chu Queze, but when he met Shang Chu Queze's gentle eyes, those three words were like stones It was also stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out. He whimpered like a small animal for a long time, and finally only stumbled and said a few syllables with unknown meaning.

After a while, Qi Yousui found that he still couldn't pull himself together to say sorry, blushed, slammed the table angrily, and shut his mouth angrily.

Qi Qingyun laughed, but didn't force him, and turned around to study on her own.

After the bell for evening self-study rang, Qi Qingyun first asked Qi Yousui to wait at the school gate, and later he led the other party out, and returned to the dormitory to pick up his mobile phone and photo frame.

Zhong Xue put all the books into her satchel, and followed Qi Qingyun back to the dormitory.

"I have to go out later." Qi Qingyun took off her school uniform, concealed her identity as a student, then put the broken photo frame and mobile phone into a messenger bag, turned around and said to Zhong Xue, "Take care of yourself." ..."

He paused, and what he wanted to say took a turn in his heart, and said vaguely, "Chu Queze."

"Is it gone?" Zhong Xue put her hands behind her back and tilted her head to look at him with a bit of aggrieved expression, "Why do you care about him?"

The subtext is, why don't you care about me?

Qi Qingyun really hated herself for being able to understand the meaning beyond Zhong Xuejin's slight expression, her Adam's apple rolled twice, she stretched out her hand uncontrollably and patted the other person's cheek, and her voice softened: "Take care of me, too." yourself."

The young man's palm was not wide, but it was very warm. Zhong Xuejin squinted like a kitten, and rubbed her head sideways against Qi Qingyun, enjoying the long-lost touch and comfort from the other party.

"...Let's go." Qi Qingyun took a look at Zhong Xuejin, and was about to pick up his bag and walk out the door, but Zhong Xuejin stopped him:

"It's autumn, it's windy outside at night, wear a coat."

After finishing speaking, he picked up Qi Qingyun's uniform from the back of the chair, walked around behind the other party very skillfully, and shook off the coat just like he used to put on clothes and ties for the other party, and put it on for Qi Qingyun who subconsciously opened his hands clothes.

"Okay." Zhong Xue stretched out her hand to help Qi Qingyun pat the folds on the uniform, and squeezed the other's shoulder as before to relieve the other's fatigue:

"Go and find my son...Qi is old."

"You..." Qi Qingyun looked at Zhong Xuejin in amazement, his eyes gradually changed from cold to hesitant, his Adam's apple rolled for a moment, and he was about to say something, when suddenly there was a loud noise from outside the dormitory , like boiling water like a pan of oil, and like a group of chirping sparrows clinging to the fingers of a tree, bursting into noisy movements.

Qi Qingyun still had the heart to ask again, but then remembered her identity as the vice president, and Qi Yousui who was waiting at the door, struggled for a few seconds and had to give up, hurriedly picked up the satchel and straddled her shoulders, walked away Holding on to the railing with long legs, he ran down the stairs in three steps and two steps. When he opened the door of the unit building, he saw a group of people gathered together, surrounded by something in the middle, and whispered something, but more people But there was panic and bewilderment on his face, and it took him a long while before someone remembered to call the teacher.

However, Nangang No. [-] Middle School has been tightening discipline recently, and non-essential students are not allowed to carry mobile phones. Only a few people went to the office to find the teacher, and everyone else was still watching the fun.

Qi Qingyun's complexion gradually became serious, put aside those messy thoughts in her mind, patted the backs of the crowd, said "I'm sorry", and squeezed in.

Passing through the chaotic crowd and walking to the center of the crowd, Qi Qingyun took a closer look, only to find that the source of the accident was actually Qi Yousui again.

He squatted on the ground a little at a loss. In front of him lay the unconscious Chu Queze. Rose petals were scattered all over the ground under the two of them. There was also a sophomore senior who was also standing in the same place in a daze. Holding on to the collar and refusing to let go.

Qi Yousui didn't seem to know why Chu Queze fainted, and kept asking the senior sister if she had put some drug in the flowers, which made people faint, which made the senior sister's face pale, and kept on asking her. Shaking his head in denial, tears welled up in his eyes.

Nangang No. [-] Middle School has a rigid social practice requirement in the summer vacation of the second year of senior high school. At the same time, it also opens up the right to pilot programs in the school to the second year of high school students. Therefore, some students often buy and sell snacks and flowers at school to accumulate experience for formal social practice. Sister is one of them.

"Qi Yousui, let go of senior sister." Qi Qingyun lowered her face after understanding the inside story, and forcefully pulled Qi Yousui away from the fingertips of senior sister, lifted her up, and said in a cold voice:

"There is no drug in the flowers." Qi Qingyun paused, then glanced at the unconscious Chu Queze again, frowned and made a conclusion: "Chu Queze is probably allergic to pollen."

"Allergic to pollen?" Qi Yousui couldn't say sorry. He wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers and give it to Chu Queze to apologize, but he tilted his head in bewilderment. He let go of the senior sister, put his toes on his toes, subconsciously began to pick his palms, and said in a low voice, "Chu Queze didn't tell me when I sent him off."

The other party looked quite happy.

"..." Qi Qingyun glanced at him in displeasure, thinking that with your appearance, you probably didn't listen to what he said, and besides, with Chu Queze's character, even if you gave him a bomb, he would probably not listen to you. Put it in the house for collection, heard that he lifted Chu Queze, who was comatose and had a rash, from the ground, and threw it on Qi Yousui's back, with a decisive and crisp action:

"Take him to the hospital."

Thanks to Qi Qingyun's quick judgment and handling, the teachers also arrived in time, and after notifying Chu Jueze's parents, he was sent to the hospital. There was no danger of his life at all, and he could be discharged from the hospital after one more night of observation.

When Qi Qingyun heard the doctor say this, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and said "Thank you doctor", and glanced at Qi Yousui who was still in a daze from the corner of her eye.

Qi Qingyun walked up to Qi Yousui, and before he could make a sound, Qi Yousui opened his mouth and carefully tugged at the corner of his clothes, his dazzling yellow hair seemed to be displeased, and it was like the people in the field. Like a cabbage, he held back for a long time before whispering:

"I did not do it on purpose."

"I know." Qi Qingyun didn't sit down, sighed, pressed Qi Yousui's face into her arms, and patted the back of the other's head to express comfort:

"No matter what you do, you can't make fun of other people's lives, can you?"

Qi Yousui's eyes were red, and he tried hard to hold back the tears. He felt that he was not worthy, but he was still like a kid backed by his father. He couldn't help complaining to Qi Qingyun in a low voice, and said lazily:

"They didn't believe me, and asked me to write a self-criticism, and said they would call the parents."

"..." Qi Qingyun felt that Qi Yousui and Chu Jueze together were a miserable and funny combination. Hearing this, she couldn't help retracting her fingertips, and made a fist against the corner of her lips:

"Okay, okay, don't be coquettish, who told you not to ask before giving flowers."

"He didn't say anything." Qi Yousui was angry and wronged, so he could only blow his hair in impotent rage, "He said earlier that I would not send him off!"

Originally, I only wanted to send flowers to apologize and settle the matter, but this is good, the apology was not completed, and I still owe the last time.

Sure enough, a person like me, my young master, is not suitable for apologizing!

"For things like apologizing, it's only useful to be sincere, you know?" Qi Qingyun seemed to have seen through Qi Yousui's thoughts, and sighed helplessly. Beckon to each other:

"I'll go out first, you look at him."

"I don't want him." Seeing Zhong Xuejin, every pore of Qi Yousui's body was filled with resistance, he folded his arms and stared at Zhong Xuejin warily, clenched his fists, trying to distance himself from Zhong Xuejin.

"Be more obedient, can you?" Qi Qingyun couldn't understand why Qi Yousui acted like he had a grudge against Zhong Xue, but this time he really had important things to do no matter what, so he couldn't take care of it right now The grievances between the two and Qi Yousui's hesitant to speak eyes made him leave as soon as he turned his footsteps.

Simply Zhong Xuejin wanted to be more sensible than Qi Yousui, she nodded, and said very considerately:

"You go, I'm here to watch the two of them."

"Thank you." Qi Qingyun rubbed his hair, thought for a while, and said:

"I'll be back soon."

"it is good."

Qi Qingyun didn't lie to Zhong Xuejin, he searched for a long time before he found a mobile phone repair shop in a small alley near the hospital.

Messy brands and various mobile phone styles are placed on the glass cabinet, and the dim and pale lights hang above it, swinging rhythmically with the shaking of the broken fan. The shadows and lights are mixed with the feasting and feasting outside, which is quite eerie.

Qi Qingyun tightened the satchel on her shoulders, came to the boss who was watching TV with her feet crossed, and politely knocked on the table in front of the boss:

"Boss, do you want to fix your phone?"

"Let me take a look first." The boss is a bald, yellow-toothed beer belly uncle with a bald head, wearing a white vest and shaking a cattail fan. He picked up a handful of greasy spectacle frames beside him.

Seeing this, Qi Qingyun didn't have any expression on her face, and took out the broken cell phone, and placed it in front of Uncle Huangya:

"Look, can it be repaired?"

Uncle Huangya picked up the phone, glanced at the glasses, and then affirmed: "It can be repaired."

"Two hundred and one."

Qi Qingyun opened his mouth that was hesitant to speak, touched the only two hundred oceans left in his pocket, changed the subject, and smiled:

"Boss, can it be cheaper? I went out today to send my wife and children to the hospital. I didn't bring enough money."

Uncle Bald Piao indifferently pushed the WeChat QR code scanning sign in front of Qi Qingyun, and the frame of the mirror slid down to reveal a pair of white and black eyeballs: "Scan QR code."

"Uncle, I came to repair the phone because I couldn't scan the code." Qi Qingyun continued to pretend to be stupid, "If you don't want to, I'll find someone else to fix it."

Uncle Bald Pour: "..."

Only now did he realize that what he met was a young man with a slippery ball, not a little fat sheep that could be slaughtered. Hearing this, he gripped the phone tightly, found a step for himself, opened the phone cover and started repairing:

"The lad got married at such a young age?"

"Yeah." The lie she made up was about to be fulfilled even while crying, Qi Qingyun saw that the boss was showing signs of softening, so she bit the bullet and said:

"Have you found true love?"

"Then you have to treat your wife well. It's not easy for a woman to give birth to a child. My wife suffered a lot of bleeding in the year she gave birth. She tried her best to give birth to the child. In the end, neither the adult nor the child survived."

Uncle Bald Piao told his story plainly, with no expression on his face, no one knew what was in his heart and what was in his mind, seeing Qi Qingyun's heart move, he was stunned.

The uncle moved very quickly. He quickly removed the broken tempered film and replaced it with a new one. He disassembled the phone and fiddled with it for a long time. After finishing it, he returned it to Qi Qingyun:

"I'll charge you one hundred and eight, go back, young man, your wife and children are waiting for you to go back."

"...Thank you, uncle."

Qi Qingyun paid the money, put her mobile phone into her pocket, and walked back along the potholed alley, her footsteps were still a little staggering.

At a certain moment during his conversation with Uncle Bald Piao, he admitted that he had escaped. As long as he used the reason that his mobile phone was broken, and the reason that he could not leak the mobile phone number of Zhong Yurong, who had a special identity, at will, he could never escape. Borrowing someone else's mobile phone to call Zhong Yurong does not need to fully accept the fact that Zhong Xuejin is dead.

But what about him and Zhong Xuejin's children?

He didn't look for it all the time, and he didn't know whether the child was dead or alive, male or female.

Even knowing the fact that the father and son may be gone is better than knowing nothing now.

Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun took a deep breath, and quietly turned on the phone, pressing her fingertips on the button, even a little painful.

A familiar cursor appeared, and after a few seconds, the phone turned on, Qi Qingyun clicked into the green icon, and skillfully dialed Zhong Yurong's private number.

In the heart full of apprehension, Qi Qingyun only felt that the palms of her hands were about to sweat, a heat rushed from her belly to her cheeks, and her nervous hands were shaking.

After the phone beeped a few times, a gentle female voice came over, "The number you dialed is in progress......"

Qi Qingyun: "..."

The emotions he had finally brewed were completely dispelled by these words, and he squatted on the side of the street angrily and amusedly. After waiting for a few minutes, he sighed and dialed the phone again.

The passing vehicles and lights kept gliding past his pupils like shooting stars. This time, Qi Qingyun's mentality was much calmer. He pressed the phone to his ear and waited patiently for a few seconds. He thought he would do it this time. He was interrupted by the electronic tone just like before, but suddenly there was a click on the other side of the phone, and the phone was picked up.

A cold and deep male voice mixed with electric current suddenly came from the other end of the phone, the tone was as cold as a ruthless investor examining Party B:

"Hello, who is it?"

Qi Qingyun's hands trembled, and her heart, which had finally calmed down, turned upside down like the surface of water hit by a boulder, and suddenly had the urge to cry.

It took him a while to move his lips, and he opened his mouth when the other party asked "Hello, who is it?" again in doubt. Thousands of emotions rushed into his heart, but in the end he only condensed into a trembling voice:

"Brother, I am... Qi Qingyun."

"........."

Because of this sentence, the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

It was as if the sea surface after a storm had swept through, and the sea was calm, so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.