Confessions of a retired star

Fang Tingchen knew this would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Those who were beaten before the summer vacation called other gangsters from the school, all armed, and blocked Fang Tingchen in the dormitory.

"I heard you have a baby, how about showing us?" The boy who was beaten at the back of the gymnasium last time rummaged through Fang Tingchen's bookcase.

With a helper, he was no longer afraid of Fang Tingchen, and threw the things on the bookcase to the ground one by one, and stepped on them a few times after throwing them.

Fang Tingchen didn't speak, and picked up the things expressionlessly. The boy grabbed his collar and shoved him onto the desk: "Did you hear that, deaf?!"

"go out."

"what?"

"Go out if you don't want to be beaten until you pee your pants."

The boy's face turned purple, and someone behind him was laughing in a low voice. He was even more annoyed, and punched Fang Tingchen. Fang Tingchen moved away lightly, and the boy hit the edge of the table.

"Idiot." Fang Tingchen sneered.

The boy rolled his eyes and said provocatively, "Did you hear that, brothers, he said we are idiots!"

Dirty sentences starting with "F" came out of the boys' mouths one after another. Some of them were holding iron bars, some were playing with knuckles, and some were wearing boxing gloves. The group was aggressive, and Fang Tingchen was about to be beaten. Beating severely, one of the leaders screamed.

He was the closest to Fang Tingchen, and Fang Tingchen took the lead in breaking his little finger. Fang Tingchen snatched the discus in his hand and threw it on the nose of the boy wearing a knuckle next to him, beating him repeatedly. Turned twice and fell towards the crowd.

There was a sneak attack from behind, Fang Tingchen squatted down quickly, picked up the discus, and threw it at the man's knee, with a click, he hugged his knee and cried out in pain.

The gang fight had just started, and the three fighters left the arena, screaming and screaming with snot and tears. The turbulent aura of the group of people was cut short immediately, and no one dared to attack Fang Tingchen directly. Two strokes and two steps back.

Fang Tingchen swept his gaze, and grabbed a boy holding a steel ruler. Bang, the discus fell to his forehead with a muffled sound, and blood was seen instantly, Fang Tingchen added another kick, and the boy was kicked to the base of the wall Going up, he snorted like a dead cat and then hung his head and remained still.

The boys shrank from a large offensive circle to a small defensive circle, and no one dared to stand out.

"Let me remind you again, don't touch my things." Fang Tingchen didn't do anything, picked up the scattered items and put them back on the desk. After tidying up, he turned around and said, "Get lost."

A group of people scrambled out of the dormitory.

Because it was self-defense, Fang Tingchen was not punished too harshly. He was suspended from school for a week and returned to class after compensating for medical expenses.

This experience made him famous in the first battle, and he became a ruthless character that no one dared to provoke in the school. They all said that he had a baby, and whoever made an idea of ​​this baby would be killed by him.

The rumors flowed to Fang Tingchen's ears, and he realized one thing, the Galaxy Cube was more important to him than he imagined.

Half of the new semester has passed in a blink of an eye. In the peaceful days, Fang Tingchen found himself changing.

For example, he has grown a full size in two months, the flesh on his face has decreased, his voice has become lower, his mood is always inexplicably irritable, and he feels that everyone around him needs to be beaten.

Also, he began to dream frequently of the summer when he was 12 years old, but in the dream he was no longer the child he used to be, but himself now.

In the dream, the boy was leaning on his shoulder, they were wearing the same pair of earphones, the swing chair was swaying under the green shade and the breeze, the boy fell asleep, he lowered his head and approached the boy, with his palms on his thin buttocks waist, stealthily kissing his eyelashes, the tip of his nose, the corners of his mouth...

Woke up in the morning and my pants were dirty.

After that day, Fang Tingchen dreamed about the young man many times, even during the day, he would miss him, think about him, fantasize and explore those embarrassing, secret, shameful and sweet things.

One day in late November, Fang Shuyun received a call from Fang Tingchen on his own initiative.

He asked Fang Shuyun if he knew who "Yi Li Yi Shu" was, and asked Fang Shuyun if he knew the person with red spots in his eyes.

Fang Shuyun said he didn't know him, and then asked Fang Tingchen about his school life, his physical condition, and his studies. Fang Tingchen answered a few words casually, and Fang Shuyun said a lot.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Shuyun remembered that there was a red mole in Zhu Shisi's eyes after the excitement passed, and when he called back, the other party had already shut down due to arrears.

It just so happened that Zhu Shisi fainted the next day, and Fang Shuyun started working at Haitang Snacks non-stop. By the time he remembered to call Fang Tingchen back, it was almost January.

That day was December No. 20, minus the jet lag, and Fang Tingchen's No. 19 was his birthday.

During the class break, Fang Shuyun dialed Fang Tingchen's number, and the notification tone in the receiver changed from shutdown due to arrears to shutdown.

Fang Shuyun called three times, but the phone was turned off three times. Two days later, when he called again, the number turned off and Fang Tingchen lost contact.

The family members seemed to have known about this for a long time, but no one told Fang Shuyun what happened, telling him not to worry.

It wasn't until the summer of the next year, when Fang Shuyun came to Gordon Hill after graduating from high school, that he knew that Fang Tingchen had been imprisoned in the juvenile detention center for half a year.

Later, Fang Shuyun recalled that everything was traceable.That winter, grandma and grandpa always looked sad. Fang Liwen was so busy as the dean, but he went out of the country three times in a month. Fang Shuyun followed Xu Xian to two dinners on New Year's Day. Several are lawyers.

Fang Tingchen almost stabbed an adult to death on the second day of his 14th birthday.

A few years later, Fang Shuyun asked Fang Tingchen, who was already Fang Ting, if he hadn't mistakenly called the red mole a red spot, or he had reacted quickly enough to understand that the person he mentioned was Zhu Shisi, would he have Walked on another, smoother road, Fang heard that he didn't know.

December 14th is Fang Tingchen's [-]th birthday. He played truant from school, went shopping in the supermarket alone, baked a chocolate cake at home, packed it, and brought it to the A cemetery on the outskirts of Gordon Hill.

Xuefu's tombstone was erected under a big ginkgo tree in the garden. Fang Tingchen divided the cake into three pieces, one was placed in front of Xuefu's tomb, and the other was placed beside the ginkgo tree. Together, the other piece is eaten by myself.

The fan-like leaves slowly fell, Fang Tingchen muttered to the tombstone while eating the cake, nothing more than saying that he missed his mother, told some about his recent situation, then hugged the Galaxy Cube, and poured out his love for its original owner Astringent|Adoration and confusion.

The three cakes were eaten by Fang Tingchen one by one, and it was getting dark. The small floor lamp reflected the big golden ginkgo tree, and the warm and dry leaves were spread all over the floor. Fang Tingchen leaned against his mother's tombstone, at night The cemetery is not cold.

He slept under a tree all night, and returned to school with a peaceful heart, but was surrounded by two hooligans in the alley he must pass.

"I heard from people in your school that you have something nice?" One of the hooligans was fiddling with a sharp folding knife in his hand.

Fang Tingchen ignored them, clenched the Galaxy Cube in his hand, stuck to the trash can in the alley, and walked quickly around them.

Despite his precautions, the strength of the adult was several times that of the teenager who made trouble before. The hooligan grabbed his hand, grabbed the Galaxy Cube, looked it over, and threw it to the ground.

A corner of the galaxy cube fell off.

"Damn it, what kind of broken thing?" The rogue didn't think it was enough, he stepped on the square with his stained leather shoes, and the soles of the shoes were crushed on it, "Hand over the money to me!"

Fang Tingchen's expression changed, he lowered his head to stare at the hooligan's feet, clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his veins bulged.

"What? Fight back if you have the ability." Another scumbag kicked Fang Tingchen's schoolbag.

Liu Hai covered Fang Tingchen's wide-open eye sockets. The hooligan felt him trembling and became even more arrogant. He lifted his collar and pressed the knife edge against his face: "I want to keep your woman-like face. Pay me 1000 yuan here, or..."

"Ah!" The gangster covered his mouth and let out a stern roar. Fang Tingchen suddenly punched him on the chin, and the gangster's upper and lower teeth collided suddenly, almost biting off the tip of his tongue.

The folding knife in his hand fell to the ground, and Fang Tingchen cared more about the Milky Way Cube trampled under his feet than the knife.

Fang Tingchen kicked the hooligan away, and picked up the cube in a panic. The moment he got up, the left side of his neck felt cold, and then it was warm, and something warm flowed down. He touched it and felt the cold knife and Blood on one hand.

He turned his head, and the minion behind him maintained the gesture of holding the knife, opened his mouth, and looked at Fang Tingchen with a desperate and scared expression. Cube, smash it hard against the wall.

The Galaxy Cube hit the concrete wall, bounced twice, and rolled into the stinking trash can beside it.

"..."

Fang Tingchen's joints connected to his jaw cracked softly, his mouth moved silently, and his numb focus slowly shifted from the trash can to the gangster's face.

Don't touch my stuff!

Don't touch my stuff!

Don't touch my stuff!

Don't touch my stuff!

Don't touch my stuff!

Fang Tingchen pulled out the folding knife from his neck, threw himself on the hooligan, and stabbed him many times.

The next day, Fang Tingchen appeared on the headlines of the Gordon Hill City Daily.

In the news photos, he is wearing a blood-stained school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, standing calmly on the side of the road and making a phone call.

The first call was to the hospital and an ambulance was called, and the second call was to the police station to surrender.

The hooligan took his life, but became a vegetable. The minions who were with him claimed that they were just passing by, and insisted that Fang Tingchen intentionally hurt him.

There was no surveillance in the alley, and Fang Tingchen was only slightly injured. Although Xu Xian hired a lawyer to deal with it, Fang Tingchen was finally sentenced to four years in prison. Spent in juvenile prison.

In February of the second year, Fang Tingchen began to serve his sentence, and he who was already quiet became even quieter.

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