[Quick Transmigration] What to lose

Chi Qing is a man of the hour in Angao, in various senses.

In the three grades of high school, each segment was his classmate, and he even sent away a class of graduates.

Chi Qing appeared on campus with a cane, and the rumor that he almost died in a car accident was 50.00% verified.

The tablemate who hadn’t seen him for a long time helped Chi Qing move the seat bigger, and after putting away the crutches, he joked with him, “Could it be because of your love of learning that you overcame your illness and came back?”

"En." Chi Qing answered perfunctorily.

Today is a special day, and the outstanding graduates of the previous session will come back to give lectures to junior high school students.

Angao is a private high school that can be attended by paying money. Jiang Zhengnan failed in the high school entrance examination and was admitted here.

The school treats him like a treasure, please come back and give a lecture on "First Experience in University", and the publicity draft will be distributed everywhere.

Chi Qing told Mrs. Gao that she wanted to live in college and went back to school. Mrs. Gao was worried about whether he would bump into the stairs and whether the crutches would be hidden. After hearing him tell the reason, her face was full of tears. The world is unfair, so I didn't care that the speaker of the lecture was Jiang Zhengnan.

Sometimes Chi Qing thinks that others can split into brothers, sisters, younger brothers and sisters, but why can't he tell Chi Jiang, Chi Zheng, and Chi Nan, because there is only one Jiang Zhengnan in his mind?Why is Jiang Zhengnan...

Just thinking about it means that the whole morning, tens of thousands of brain cells are all used to think about messy things.

In the afternoon it began to rain and thunder.

The lecture was transferred from the playground to the lecture hall, and Chi Qing took a plastic chair and sat on the side.

Jiang Zhengnan had been talking with his former teacher, and when he laughed, the dimple on the left appeared.

He was dressed very formally, a suit and leather shoes.After getting the microphone, I greeted the students below, "Hello everyone, I am your student Jiang Zhengnan, and I am very glad to be able to share my college life with you today."

Chi Qing suddenly lost interest and closed her eyes to rest.

After all the students who wanted to sign had left and their group photo was taken, Chi Qing was still sitting there in a daze.

"Chiqing."

Chi Qing was half asleep and half awake, feeling someone calling his name.

He opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zhengnan with a troubled face.

"Why don't you rest at home when you're injured?" Jiang Zhengnan spoke slowly and softly, unlike his eloquent talk in lectures, he didn't dare to move his eyes carelessly, staring at his shoes.

"Love to study." Chi Qing took the same rhetoric as her deskmate.

Jiang Zhengnan smiled wryly, and said, "I have a girlfriend, and she is a very cute girl."

He was always so honest that Chi Qing was sad.

"Congratulations then. But I don't want to know her."

Chi Qing left very quickly, and walked down the third floor of the stairs, throwing her crutches and walking with a limp.

With nowhere to go, Chi Qing left the school with a leave note and called Jiang Liangkun to ask for his address.

The identity of Jiang Liangkun, that unlucky diver, runs a billiards shop, has no business, and loses money every year.I am still a heavy smoker, and the poor jingle does not ring.

Chi Qing was penniless, but he took a taxi and ate his dinner.

"Think about how to go up by yourself or should I carry you up?" Jiang Liangkun was referring to the stairs to the store, the steps were many and narrow.

With an injured leg and an unyielding look on his face, Chi Qing jumped onto the wall by himself.

The store is very dark, and things are piled east and west.

Chi Qing fumbled on the wall and found a switch. As soon as Jiang Liangkun finished saying "Don't turn it on, it's a waste of electricity", the large chandelier in the center of the ceiling shone with colorful lights.

It's obviously a place to play billiards, but it's like playing disco.

Chi Qing snapped and turned off the light.

Jiang Liangkun rummaged through the box and found two bowls of instant noodles, and asked him, "Would you like instant noodles? Did you come to me to talk about life?"

Chi Qing: "You said help me."

Jiang Liangkun recalled their previous chat, and it seemed that he just talked about it regardless of the context.He put down everything in his hands, crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, and snapped his fingers.

"There is no rush to die. If you want to die beautifully, you must have a sense of ceremony." Jiang Liangkun reached out and took the calendar off the wall. "Let's choose a good date first. How about February [-]?"

On February 21, [-]-year-old Chi Qing picked the lock on the rooftop and sat there for a whole day.The sun was half out on the seventh day, Chi Qing swallowed her suicide note first, and then walked to the edge.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the drunk who had been lying drunk on the bench in the small park all night was woken up from the cold, and he was still walking unsteadily.Looking up, he saw a person falling from the sky, and the drunk man reached out to catch it without thinking.

On February [-]th, Chi Qing never opened his eyes again, and on February [-]th, the drunk also died.

There are still four months left until February.

During this period, Chiqing can't have an accident.

"Look at this auspicious February [-]th, how nice it is." Jiang Liangkun patted the calendar, bragging.

Chi Qing was silent at first, then asked him: "Are you a cult or a pyramid scheme?"

"You are thinking too much. There must be the most basic trust between people." Jiang Liangkun chuckled, found him a soft cushion, and prepared to sit down and talk with him.

Start by caring about his body.

"You see that you are abnormally white. You should go to the sun more and supplement vitamin D. You see that you have osteoporosis. If I accidentally step on you, your bones will crack."

Then base on his hobbies.

"You have attempted suicide so many times, which reminds me of a Japanese writer, Osamu Dazai. I know a thing or two about his works, and I can talk about the philosophy of life with you."

Then get closer to him.

"I like this saying: Before meeting the person you like, you will meet love first, regardless of gender. We are the same kind."

Finally opened his heart.

"So February [-]th is the best day. Before that, we can plan how to die for the benefit of the country and the people."

Chi Qing remained silent.

Maybe it wasn't because they were all surnamed Jiang that he was particularly concerned.

Every February [-]th is Mrs. Gao's birthday.

It was also the day when Mrs. Gao and Mr. Chi went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce certificate.

Chi Qing felt that Jiang Liangkun picked this day very coincidentally.

"Okay, February [-]th." Chi Qing nodded in agreement.

Believe in a person who saves him and helps him die, regardless of whether this person will be implicated by him in the end, Chi Qing said to himself: You are such a bad boy, and you will be punished sooner or later.

Jiang Liangkun took a sip of water to moisten his throat, thinking that this guy's inner age was sixteen, and he couldn't be any taller.

Chi Qing stayed for a while longer, when Mrs. Gao called, she couldn't recognize her son's voice in a panic.

Even without the speakerphone on, Jiang Liangkun heard her screams.

"Who are you! Why are you holding my son's cell phone! Don't hurt him!" Mrs. Gao said with a crying voice.

Chi Qing waited for her to finish howling, then spoke to her lightly.

Seeing that Chi Qing was about to push himself down the stairs again, Jiang Liangkun reached out to grab his arm.

He didn't grab it, but held his hand.

Jiang Liangkun was afraid that he would lose his balance and fall, so he held his hand even tighter and pulled it in his direction.

Chi Qing turned her head and looked straight at Jiang Liangkun with her brown eyes.

Jiang Liangkun put his hand down and made a gesture of surrender by the way.

Comrade Jiang Liangkun was deeply aware of his mistakes. On the premise that the Chiqing kid liked boys, and he himself also liked boys, he couldn't hold his little hands, let alone pinch his little hands.

"Remember to agree to my WeChat friend application when you go back."

Jiang Liangkun added, "Is it really not necessary for me to carry you down?"

No answer.

That pulls down.