It was still snowing heavily, and the roofs of the houses, the walls, and the ginkgo trees that had grown with the old houses for decades were all covered with white.

The façade, which is obviously dilapidated, now looks like new.

When he lowered his head, the old man's face was red from the cold, and his sparse white hair was like a pile of cotton wool on top of it.

The moment the old man saw him, his sad expression was happy, and he still had a trace of uneasiness when he spoke: "Your second aunt Liu suddenly had high blood pressure just now, I won't be able to find anyone to help, and I'm going to trouble you again!"

"It's okay, I'll come down now." Bai Tang grabbed a gray coat on the sofa and stepped downstairs.

Seeing that he did not hesitate at all, the old man grabbed his hand excitedly: "Thank you!" Don Jr.! Thank you for your willingness to help me! ”

When people's lives were at stake, Bai Tang didn't care about being polite to him, and immediately asked, "What about Aunt Liu?"

"I'll take you there!" The old man patted his head, and then led him non-stop, and when Bai Tang carried the two to the hospital, Yang Linsheng happened to have just come out of the hospital.

The two of them each carefully supported the people around them, and they didn't have time to take pictures at all.

Ji Ruyun leaned on his son, and his steps were particularly slow.

The moment she walked out of the gate, she was blown back by the cold wind that came from her.

Yang Linsheng tightened the placket on his mother's chest, took off his scarf and put it on Ji Ruyun's body, and wrapped it tightly.

When he looked up at the icy world, he felt that his heart was not much better than the scene in front of him.

At this time, he was holding Ji Ruyun's medical bag in his other hand, which contained CT films of various parts.

The written diagnosis states that three ribs were fractured and the lower right tibia was fractured. Multiple soft tissue contusions on the body, subcutaneous hemorrhage on the forehead, 10 cm hematoma, no intracranial injury.

I don't know if the hand was frozen or pinched by itself, and it had a very unnatural redness.

The content in the film is all freshly baked wounds, so fresh that as soon as Yang Linsheng closes his eyes, Yang Mu picks up the leg of the stool and smashes it on Ji Ruyun.

When that clip flashed in his mind, although it was not the first time, it still made him want to scream in horror.

The few pieces of paper in the bag fluttered lightly, but they were extremely calm in his hand, and he almost didn't hold them steady and fell to the ground with a shake of his hand.

Fortunately, he came back to his senses and caught it in time.

Ji Ruyun's breathing was very light, as if he would be very tired if he tried a little harder, and the shallow Yang Linsheng sometimes couldn't hear it.

Yang Linsheng casually took a car and tiptoed Ji Ruyun into the car.

He is very careful in every movement, like protecting a fragile porcelain doll, and when he touches the corner, he will carefully use his hand as a meat pad to cover it.

But when Ji Ruyun accidentally touched the thing on the side, his brows still wrinkled uncontrollably, his lips were dry and white, and he gasped.

"Where?" Yang Linsheng looked at her painful appearance and asked with concern

, both hands are a little overwhelmed where to put it.

After Ji Ruyun sat down, he squeezed a smile far-fetched: "It's okay." ”

Yang Linsheng closed the car door suspiciously.

When he got home, everything was a mess, and the mess was still the same as before he went out.

In this place, he had never seen a day that was clean and peaceful.

Yang Linsheng kicked the garbage lying at the door with anger, these things were no different from garbage in his eyes.

Then he walked into the room carefully with Ji Ruyun in his arms, and walked all the way down to the things that fell to the ground all over the ground, only disgust and indifference.

After Ji Ruyun fell asleep, he stood alone in the center of the living room, surrounded by these messy things, the heating was turned on in the room, and the soles of his feet only felt cold, and his heart became more and more depressed.

He suddenly thought about what Jiang Futing had told him two days ago.

Stick to the college entrance examination?

Want me to stay in a place like this for a few more months?

He suddenly kicked the coffee table leg hard, and all the nerves in the toes of his toes lost sensation at once, and then the severe pain broke out instantly.

It hurt so much that his heart hurt like being pulled, he stretched out his hands irritably and pulled his hair, squatting down unconsciously, I don't know if it was because his feet hurt or his heart was uncomfortable.

It's ridiculous!

Thinking of being ridiculous, he really laughed, as if someone had pressed the switch of a laughing switch, and he couldn't stop it.

Those empty eyes inadvertently swept over the cigarette case and lighter placed under the coffee table as they crouched.

But he didn't want to move, one hand against the coffee table, and the other hand desperately reached that way.

When the middle finger touched the cigarette case, he hooked it hard, and even the lighter slid over.

The cigarette case seems to have been left for a while, and the tin foil on it has been turned over and crumpled, and the creases are about to rot, so the man himself must have forgotten to put a box of cigarettes here.

Yang Linsheng picked one casually and lit the fire.

Because his movements are a little rusty, he doesn't hold the cigarette holder, but just pinches it with his thumb.

With the burning red light, the distance between the cigarette butt and his fingertips was slowly shortened, and the whole living room was filled with a choking and pungent smell.

He stared at the smoke, and his expression suddenly became confused.

I don't know what to think, and then I took a hard sip, and a strong nicotine smell suddenly sprayed into his nose with a strong impact, straight to his throat and lungs.

He only felt that his entire airway was invaded, and his trachea was strangled and he couldn't breathe.

"Ahem! Cough! Yang Linsheng covered his mouth and coughed desperately.

Now the breath coming out of my nose is a strong smell of tobacco.

"Lin Sheng! What happened to you? Ji Ruyun, who was resting in the bedroom, was awakened by his coughing sound, and asked weakly in his throat.

"It's okay, I'm choking on water." Yang Linsheng didn't see the ashtray, and the cigarette butt directly pressed twice on the coffee table to forcibly extinguish the cigarette.

The room was quiet again, and the heart that had just suddenly been raised finally eased.

He didn't look over his head and looked out the window, the time was as if it was frozen there, and Yang Linsheng maintained this action motionless for a long time, so long that he almost became a humanoid stake.

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and he moved his fingers, and then returned to an uninhibited smile.

The heavy snowfall lasted for a long time, at least for a day and a night.

When Jiang Futing woke up the next morning, the outside world was completely white.

When you step on the road, the snow is so thick that it will reach your ankles, and when you go to a lower place, you will really go over your ankles.

Fortunately, he wore thicker socks today, and he walked to the cafeteria with a thermos cup as always, and then filled a full cup of hot milk, and then walked to the teaching building.

When he first entered the classroom, he was slightly surprised by a face in the back seat.

Yang Linsheng just raised his head, looked at him with his legs crossed, and took the initiative to say hello: "Morning!" ”

"Early." Jiang Futing walked over, put down his schoolbag and cup, sat down and was silent for a while, and then turned his head again: "Was it okay yesterday?" ”

Yang Linsheng tilted his head, wanting to pretend to be stupid, but Jiang Futing's eyes were staring, and he didn't want to let him go, so he had a sudden expression and pinched the eraser on the table: "Yesterday, it was just those things." ”

"Don't interfere with your studies." Jiang Futing followed his indifferent expression and knew that his mind of dropping out of school was not completely reassured, so he admonished.

Yang Linsheng suddenly lost half of his breath, lay on the table, and shouted with a grief-stricken face: "I'm annoyed at home, I'm tired at studying, there is no place for me in the world!" ”

Jiang Futing ignored him anymore, turned around and sorted out today's textbook, opened the lid and drank milk.

During the lunch break, he was about to go to the office to get the newly released exam papers, Jiang Futing took headphones and quickly got into the teacher's office building, it was freezing and snowy outside, and even he didn't want to stay longer.

When I entered the building, my steps finally eased down a little. Before he could reach the stairs, he heard a familiar voice from the corner above.

It's like an explanation, and it's like an argument, and the loud voice covers the song in my ears.

He took off his headphones and didn't go up right away.

Lao Liang's voice was angry, as if he was going to tear up the life he was talking to, even if Jiang Futing didn't see his face at the moment, he felt that he must want to find an awl to cut open the other party's head to take a good look.

"You think about it yourself, since I am your homeroom teacher, I will definitely be responsible for your future! Whatever the reason, just stick to it for a few months! Think about it, you don't have a high school diploma, what can you do when you go out in the future! ”

"It has nothing to do with you, I'll take the path I choose by myself!" Yang Linsheng still didn't enter, he didn't leave this school, but this city.

As long as there is no such thing as a man's world, no matter what, even begging on the street is better than this.

"Although you don't usually study well, and your learning style is not good, since I brought you, then I will definitely be responsible for you to the end! If you really drop out of school like this, then your hard work in the past few years has been in vain

Finish. Even if you don't study hard, then you spend a lot of energy just sitting here, and you usually waste a lot of energy fighting with the teacher, and now it's all in vain? ”

The head teacher changed his tricks and persuaded him to stay.

"I know what you mean, and I know you're good for us." Yang Linsheng put away the appearance of a scoundrel and said sincerely: "I have carefully considered it, it has nothing to do with the class, it has nothing to do with the school, all of this is for personal reasons." ”

"You!" Lao Liang saw that he suddenly became serious, but it was difficult to convince, he would rather hope that Yang Linsheng was the same as before, his brain was hot, and he was impulsive for a while, so that after the other party calmed down, the matter would be solved.

"Trouble the teacher!" Yang Linsheng clenched his fists and bowed sincerely.

Lao Liang didn't speak, he kept bowing, and he didn't mean to get up at all.

The middle-aged man's slightly old face was condensed with some helplessness, and he sighed, not knowing whether to sigh himself or the student.

He is an adult and a teacher, he has lived for decades longer than the boy who bent down in front of him and begged him, he has seen and experienced more, if he just lets go, the boy's future path has been seen at a glance.

(End of chapter)