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Every summer, Li Yu'an has to repair the electric fan.The electric fan is too old, it starts humming and stops suddenly from time to time.He wanted to suggest a replacement to his mother before, but he couldn't wait for her to come home.

The summer night was sweltering, and even a calm person like him could not completely suppress the irritability caused by the heat. Finally, the sweat dripped from his forehead and dripped onto the paper, blurring the formula he had just written.

"..." Li Yu'an sighed, had to get up and rummage for a screwdriver, trying to fix the electric fan for the fourth time.

He was already very familiar with the structure of the old electric fan, and he took it down with just a few strokes.

After seven twists and eight twists, the electric fan was finally able to barely operate, but the sound was still annoyingly loud.

It doesn't work, I have to change it no matter what.Li Yu'an thought about it again after he finished tinkering.

I just don't know when my mother will come home... How about calling her?

Just thinking about it, there was a sound of opening the door outside, and the person who opened the door seemed to be saying something loudly.

Li Yu'an turned his head to look, and it was his mother, whom he hadn't seen for nearly a month, who was back, still wearing heavy make-up, carrying a flipped bag, and swearing.

"Mom." Li Yu'an stood up and straightened his clothes.

There was no response to the sound, the woman threw the bag on the bed, and then lay down straight.

Before Li Yu'an stepped forward, his heart stopped with a loud cry.

"Open the door! You bastard... open the door!"

Then he slammed on the door frantically, and the "clang, bang, bang" impact seemed to hammer Li Yu'an's skull, causing him a headache.

Neighbors probably also found it annoying, but no one came out to stop it.According to their experience, after hearing the sound of the door slamming, the couple will fight again, and the woman will cry once more, and they will be able to return to calm.And if they go out to stop them, they don't know who will be beaten by the man.

"Get out! You bastard! Who the hell told you to come here! Get out!"

The middle-aged woman's voice was as sharp as a knife, and Li Yu'an tilted his head slightly to make his ears feel better.

"I'll go and drive him away." Li Yu'an said, then threw down the screwdriver and ran out.

He said so, still no response.

There was a heavy impact sound behind him, and I don't know what was thrown and smashed.

He was used to it, and Li Yuan didn't look back.

He tried his best to shout through the iron door: "You go!" It's just that the sound of slamming the door was too loud, and I don't know if the other side heard it.

"Don't smash it!"

It didn't work, no one listened to him.

The iron gate was already worn out, but at this moment, a piece protruded from the middle, stained with rust, struggling to support it.

If this continues, the door will be smashed.

Li Yu'an had no choice but to step forward and open it.

"Don't...uh!" In the middle of speaking, the man outside the door kicked him in the stomach, and suddenly a burst of unbearable pain hit him, and he shrank in the corner, unable to stand up for a while.

The man rushed straight into the back room, followed by quarrels and fights that had been staged a thousand times.

While rubbing his stomach, Li Yu'an thought, "Is there anything else that can be smashed..."

It seemed that only he cared about this issue, and the noise inside did not stop.

After staying for a while, Li Yu'an was able to stand up and ran into the house again.

He couldn't stop it, he knew it.But he still has to stop.Why?he does not know.

This time the father seemed to be more angry than ever before, beating his wife mercilessly like an animal.

She seemed to have run out of strength, she resisted less and less, and her voice became softer.

Li Yu'an gritted his teeth, picked up the thick English-Chinese dictionary, and threw it straight at the back of the man's head.

The man yelled, covered his head and grinned, and finally had no time to wave his fist.

"Mom... get up..." Li Yuan took advantage of this gap and leaned over to hug his mother.

Mother had no way to exert any more strength, her whole body was like a corpse, it was difficult for Li Yuan to help her up.

"Mom, support it with your hands..." he said with difficulty.

The mother lying on the ground opened her eyes and looked straight at him, her eyes were dim, and she seemed to be hiding something.

"install……"

"Don't talk, I'll...I'll take you to the hospital first..."

After a lot of effort, Li Yu'an finally held her steady and was about to get up.

But the story doesn't always have a happy ending.

Before Li Yu'an could react, he was pushed down and she jumped on him.

A fruit knife was stuck in her back.

Time seemed to stop here suddenly, the floating dust danced under the lights, the blades of the fan whirred, and the owner's panting sounds were drowned in the air, gradually losing the faintest strand.

Li Yuan's life draws a page break here.

"The damned person is mine. She died for me." Li Yuan stared straight at Yang Siyuan and murmured.

The fear and worry in Yang Siyuan's heart continued unabated, so he hurried forward and knelt in front of him, shielding the puppy's body, holding his face, and comforting him with his eyes.

"No, it's not. It's not your fault." He didn't know why Li Yu'an said that, nor did he know what happened.

Li Yuan's emotional outburst was too sudden, and Yang Siyuan didn't know how to respond for a while, but he knew he couldn't let Li Yuan's thoughts be so dangerous.

"You're not wrong...you've always been right...come on, put down the knife first, okay?" Yang Siyuan tried his best to hold his breath, and slowly put his hand on Li Yuan's left hand holding the knife.

He never left Li Yuan's eyes, and conveyed all his trust and comfort to him through his eyes. Finally, Li Yuan calmed down a little, and Yang Siyuan took the knife in his hand and threw it aside.

"It's my fault... I'm damned... It's me..."

Just as the danger was lifted, Yang Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but Li Yu'an was in tears.

There is no other expression, just repeating these two sentences back and forth, while crying uncontrollably.

He held his left arm, blood oozing out little by little. He had never felt pain before doing this, but now under Yang Siyuan's gaze, the split cells rejoiced on the pain nerves as if they had grown legs and sang freedom , ran along the veins all over the body, and finally hit the heart hard, forcing Li Yuan to shed tears from his eyes.

How much pain does a person have to suffer to be like this?

With a sore nose, Yang Siyuan leaned forward and hugged him lightly, stroking his back lightly, coaxing him like a child.

I don't know how long it took, but finally there was no sound from his shoulders. Yang Siyuan called out to Li Yu'an softly, but no one responded.

Probably finally tired from crying and fell asleep.

Yang Siyuan gently supported Li Yu'an, leaning against the wall.

"Hiss..." After kneeling for too long, his knees hurt so much and his legs were numb, Yang Siyuan moved lightly.

While rubbing his legs, he looked at Li Yuan's sleeping face.

There were still tears on his face, but finally he was not as desperate as before. At this time, he was so peaceful in the dream, Yang Siyuan didn't want him to wake up.

After the event started, Yang Siyuan got up to find bandages and medicine.

When he saw the scar on Li Yuan's arm for the first time, he knew that there must be medicine in this person's home.

The arm was no longer bleeding, but the coagulated blood covered the entire arm, and the light in the room was too dark, and he was afraid that bringing the desk lamp over would wake up the person who had finally fallen asleep. Yang Siyuan couldn't find it for a while. Where is the injury.

He filled the syringe with water, wet the towel again, and scrubbed carefully.

After finally washing the floor, I can finally see those criss-crossing wounds clearly.

Yang Siyuan gasped.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, tears fell out of his eyes disobediently, the pain he had accumulated for a long time finally couldn't hold back, it pierced his heart one after another, making him unable to breathe.

"Li Yu'an... Li Yu'an..."

Go with the flow and it's a good name.

But why...why couldn't this wish come true?

When the dawn was about to break, Li Yu'an suddenly woke up from his dream.

Then a sharp pain pulled him out of the dream.

As if he had lost his memory, he looked around and looked at his messy left arm before he remembered what happened yesterday.

During the daytime... Ah yes, the puppy followed him out during the daytime, but failed to keep up when crossing the road, was swept away by a car, and was run over to death.

He brought the corpse back, looked at the corpse, and thought of his mother for some reason, then he was dizzy, his heart was throbbing, and he had to use self-mutilation to suppress it.

Then... a person came.

The man held him and stroked him.

That person doesn't dislike him.

Consciousness gradually became clear, Li Yu'an looked at the clean ground, then at his left arm, and suddenly found a note stuck in the palm of his left hand.

"I buried myself under the tree outside. This time I can't spend the night with you. I'm sorry. Wake up and eat, and then go to the hospital. Also, you are right, you are the best person in the world. Yang Siyuan .”

Probably because it was too cold in the room last night, which froze Yang Siyuan's hands. All the characters were written crookedly, but his name at the end was particularly beautiful.

It was the three characters that Li Yu'an taught him.

"..."

Li Yuan stared at the note and slowly clenched it.

"Yang Siyuan! The teacher told you to go to the training room for a meeting! Bring a pen and paper!"

"Yeah, I got it."

The Peiyou classroom is very large, with six people each having a big desk, a small blackboard, a computer, and of course there are countless test paper materials in the cabinet.

Yang Siyuan held the pen, absent-minded.

"Did you not sleep well?" Yu Fei asked.

"Ah, kinda."

The door opened with a "squeak", and the teachers and several others walked in.

Qi Ming held a thick notebook, sat opposite Yang Siyuan, and glanced at him quietly.

Yu Fei snorted, leaned over and said, "I told you, stay away from him...he's after you."

"Huh?" Yang Siyuan responded suspiciously, then turned to look at Qi Ming.

Qi Ming quickly dodged away.

Yang Siyuan didn't care about this, he didn't care.

"Okay, let's have a meeting when everyone is here. Let's talk about our classroom first..."

The grade director was talking endlessly, but Yang Siyuan went in his left ear and out his right ear.

He had to come to school today, and he still had a lot of things to bring, so he couldn't stay at Li Yuan's house last night.But Li Yuan didn't wake up until he left.He didn't know how Li Yu'an was doing now.

But he just stayed overnight, and he couldn't go home to see him, so he couldn't rest assured.

"Who should I ask..." He thought to himself.

"We have fewer girls who are eugenics. Boys should take care of them and help girls more..."

girl?Hey girl? !

Yang Siyuan had an idea and went to find Chen Miao!

Chen Miao is still a day student, and she has Li Yu'an's contact information, it's done!

As soon as Yang Siyuan came up with this idea, he began to ponder over his words secretly.

The meeting lasted for nearly an hour, and he was so annoyed that he wanted to run out as soon as it was over, but he didn't notice that Qi Ming on the opposite side seemed hesitant to speak.

"What are you doing?" Yu Fei leaned over and asked with raised eyebrows.

Qi Ming retracted his neck, not daring to look at him, and hurried away.

Seeing him running out, Yu Fei snorted.

"Hey classmate! Please call your class Chen Miao!" Yang Siyuan stopped a student outside Chen Miao's classroom.

The student turned around and shouted, and Chen Miao came out after a while.

"Da Yang? What's wrong?" Chen Miao asked.

"You know I live in school now, right?"

Chen Miao nodded, and said with a smile, "I know! Pei Yousheng, you're dead! What's the matter, do you need me to bring something from outside?"

"No, no, no, no, no, it's almost the same... That is, um, are you still in contact with Li Yu'an?"

As soon as Li Yu'an was mentioned, the smile on Chen Miao's face disappeared immediately, and her face was filled with gloom, and she said, "I can't do anything about him, he's just a big rock! I sent him so many messages and he didn't reply to me." .”

Yang Siyuan and Li Yu'an have been together for so long, and he rarely sees him looking at his mobile phone, thinking that it's a ghost if he can reply to you.

He pulled Chen Miao aside and said quietly: "I'm telling you, don't send him QQ or anything, he doesn't even log in. You have to call him and send him a text message."

"Really...I think it's so weird...Oh, just tell me what's going on!" Chen Miao waved her hand, not wanting to mention this matter again.

Yang Siyuan rubbed his hands, and slowly spoke out the hundreds of revised drafts: "That's right, I went to find Li Yu'an yesterday. I'm going to stay here. Say hello to him. Their small alley It's too dark, he fell when he came out to see me off..."

"Ah?! Why don't you support him!" Chen Miao grasped the point at once and wanted to beat Yang Siyuan.

"Hey, hey, isn't it... I helped him! I helped him and he was injured a little bit! You also know how weak his body is, I... I feel very sorry, and I can't look at it He, just... can you call me and ask him if he went to the hospital when you go back? Then ask how much it cost, and I will reimburse him when I go back. Can you, fairy? "

The first preparatory bell rang, Chen Miao hesitated for a few seconds, and said angrily, "Understood! Next time you will..."

Yang Siyuan surrendered with both hands: "Don't dare! Absolutely dare not!"

Chen Miao was very coaxing, her temper came and went quickly, since she promised, she will definitely do it.Yang Siyuan was very relieved about this, and now he was half-hearted, and finally he was able to study hard.

The class schedule of Peiyousheng is active. If you think that there is no room for improvement in a certain class, you can go to the Peiyou classroom to study other subjects by yourself in that class.Although this is very effective for students to make up for poor subjects, it is really tiring.

Yang Siyuan's English grades are very good. He has a high talent for languages. He seems to be relaxing in English class, but he has never dropped out of the top five in a single subject when writing topics.

So Yang Siyuan gave up English class as a matter of course, and went to the training room to study mathematics.

It seems that only two of the six excellent students are weak in English, but the English teachers in the two classes are different, and they are all at the same time, so the other four people gather in the excellent classroom when it comes to English class.

All of a sudden, the IQ gap is clearly reflected.

Yang Siyuan is very smart, but he is still far from being a genius.It was even worse for Qi Ming and another classmate, who scored points entirely by hard work.Only Yu Fei, the one who doesn't pay much attention to studying, does math problems like playing.

Yang Siyuan suspects that the privilege of coming to the Peiyou Room to make up for missed lessons is not attractive to Fei fundamental at all.

After doing trigonometry for two lessons, Yang Siyuan's mind was buzzing, and he put down his pen to take a rest.

"Stop writing?" Just as the pen was put down, Yu Fei asked.

Yang Siyuan rubbed his eyelids and said, "Well, I'm tired, take a break."

Yu Fei didn't respond, just scribbled something on the paper.

"Do you know how to draw?" Yang Siyuan's eyes became more comfortable, and when he turned his head, he saw Yu Fei drawing. He was a little excited to meet someone with the same hobby, so he asked.

"It's boring, I'm just drawing for fun." Yu Fei said casually.

Yang Siyuan looked again, and there was a little man drawn on the paper, writing with his head buried in his head.Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he let out a "hey" and said in a low voice, "Your painting... a bit like..."

He didn't go on talking, and gestured with his eyes to the little boy opposite who was seriously writing the question.

Yu Fei stopped writing and turned to look at Yang Siyuan.

"What's wrong? You draw pretty well." Yang Siyuan didn't understand why.

Yu Fei didn't speak, didn't move his eyes, but crumpled up the paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can beside the table, letting it keep company with many similar paper balls.

Yang Siyuan was completely dazed, and couldn't help but feel that the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Fortunately, the get out of class bell rang soon.

"The trigonometric function test is quite simple, you don't need to do so many questions." Before getting up, Yu Fei said to Yang Siyuan.

"Uh, thank you..." Yang Siyuan was even more embarrassed.

A long time later, Yang Siyuan also did the same thing as Yu Fei, and only then did he know what an unspeakable secret was hidden in those paper balls.

After waiting for a few days, Chen Miao finally brought him news.

"You tell me what he said!" Yang Siyuan said because he was afraid that Chen Miao's retelling would miss something.

"Reverting... Well, he said: 'I went to the hospital, it seems to have cost a little more than 100, I can't remember. I'm fine now.'" Chen Miao said imitating Li Yu'an's tone.

Yang Siyuan lowered his head and thought about the price of the hospital, and felt that more than 100 should be no problem, Li Yu'an should have really gone, and now he is completely at ease.

"Okay, okay, as long as it's okay!" After speaking, he was about to run.

"Hey! It's not over yet, aren't you listening?" Chen Miao stopped him.

"Ah? What else?" Yang Siyuan was afraid that there might be a turning point, so he raised his heart again.

"Ahem...'It's the third year of high school, I'm tired of studying, don't be brave, and have a good rest.' Well, no, that's all."

Get some rest.

This sentence is too common, it is not common for Li Yuan to say this kind of thing to others in order for him to hear it.

After all, cold people are generally unwilling to let others see their soft side.

Dongyang walked along the trajectory of the sky, quietly falling light into Yang Siyuan's eye sockets, letting him see that any scenery has a hazy warm color.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it is easy to be moved and easily moved.

But seventeen or eighteen-year-old children don't understand anything, and they don't know it with a throbbing heart.

"Okay. I will." Under the sun and the north wind, Yang Siyuan responded as if talking to himself.