That summer, I became a learning machine. Every day, in addition to completing part of my summer homework as planned, I also had to complete the homework in the three tutoring books that my father got out of nowhere, and then I had to dictate English words by unit.

What my father has is patience. Although he was only a math teacher, he checked all my homework in detail, checked my answers, marked what I did wrong, and asked me to redo the wrong ones when I finished my plans.

It was only after I understood the importance of learning that I deeply felt the scientific nature of my father's practice. At that time, my mind was full of "closing cards", and I often thought about looking for my friends to pull the book, how could I understand the scientificity of my father's arrangement?

I have only disgust, I have only hatred, I have only disgust.

When I exhausted all other means and couldn't free myself, my strategy against my father was to be passive and slack. I know that I can't be free this summer, so the only way to torture this tormentor is to be passive and slacking.

So I had to stay up until 10 o'clock almost every night, and more often than not, I hadn't finished my study tasks until 10 o'clock.

At this time, my father was very entangled.

On the one hand, his meticulous style did not allow him to retreat, and on the other hand, he had to think about my developing body and make sure that I was sleeping. You know, my father never let me sleep, and every morning at six o'clock he would wake me up, and I had to get up at half past six. And in order to make these two items acceptable, he can only demand me more strictly and increase the punishment for me.

That's how he trained my physical endurance. For example, the number of push-ups I was punished for doing push-ups increased from 50 to 100, and then after my father was provoked by me during a punishment, the number of push-ups soared to 200.

My father said that I would do 200 push-ups, and I would have to do them even if I died. That's the personality of a father.

It's really tragic to say, anyone who has done push-ups knows that once you exceed the limit, you have to gnash your teeth even if you do one more. I remember the first time I did 200 push-ups, maybe 150 later, I just stood still on the floor, my arms and thighs still shaking.

You're powerless, and your tears are overflowing your eyes. However, you didn't give in, all you thought about was that you must hold on, and you must do it to this "demon".

You don't admit defeat.

You still remember a few times when you fell to the ground with your whole body because you couldn't stand up, and at this time your father still ruthlessly reprimanded, saying that you have the ability to get up for me, and said to see if you dare to be passive and slack off.

My hostile relationship with my father grew stronger. In my eyes, he is not a father at all, he has no family affection to speak of, but a demon, a demon sent by God to torture me. I hate him from the bottom of my heart.

The stricter my father was with me, the more I hated this kind of study life, and the more I missed my childhood in the mountain village. More than once, I had the idea of going to the East Gate alone.

It's been two years since the last time I went to the East Gate with my parents to learn that the East Gate was submerged in the ocean.

Two years, more than 700 days and nights, how many people will be changed, how many things will be changed.

I don't know if Hao Junqi will say goodnight every night before going to sleep like me, and I don't know if she still remembers what she said to me that she wants to become a butterfly and "never abandon me".

In the past two years, I have written six letters to Zhu Jinshan, but these letters have been lost in the sea without a single reply. There are only two possibilities, one is that these letters did not reach Zhu Jinshan at all, so naturally there is no such thing as replying to the letters; The second is that Zhu Jinshan did not have news of Hao Junqi, so he did not reply to the letter, because it was too difficult for him to send a letter.

I even secretly saved up the pocket money my grandmother gave me, planning to use it as a fare to go to the East Gate.

However, each time I finally gave up on the idea. Zhu Jinshan is a person who counts, it must be Hao Junqi who is still outside, and there must be no news of Hao Junqi and Uncle Hao, so Zhu Jinshan does not contact me. So, in this case, what's the point of me going to the East Gate?

It's just to increase the sadness in vain, and it's just to make yourself more lost in vain.

……

The long and terrifying summer vacation has finally come to an end in my anticipation, and the new semester has finally arrived. How many students are still immersed in the good summer vacation life and curse the start of school, and I am full of joy. The start of school meant that I was liberated during the whole day, although I still couldn't escape my father's cage at night.

For some reason, I felt so kind when I saw them in the hallway of the classroom. They patted me on the shoulder as a gesture of friendship.

"Damn, we finally had a good time, and we said we'd come back the next day, why are there no figures?" Stinky salted egg said.

"Don't talk about it. Do you know what my life was? ”

"What's wrong?" The big fat man said.

"Brother Jun knows, I promised my grandmother to go home in an hour, but because of the loss of playing cards, I was reluctant to get off the table, my grandmother looked for me everywhere, and then my parents looked for me everywhere, and when I went back to my grandmother's house, my father was arguing with my grandmother. My mother cried and persuaded her, but my grandfather kept a calm face and didn't speak. It was as if the end of the world had arrived. ”

"Don't you fucking insist on borrowing money from me?" The big fat man said.

"If I had come home an hour later, I would have estimated that a world war would have happened. I was taken home and put in prison. ”

"It's really unfortunate to meet such a father." Brother Jun shook his head.

"Anyway, it's all over, isn't it now escaped? In the future, I will mix with my brothers to ensure that you are happy every day. "Stinky salted egg said.

"When I say this, Zheng Qihang just lacks the courage to stinky salted eggs." Brother Jun said, "Didn't the parents of the stinky salted egg force him the same this summer? He dared to resist, first fought with his mother, and after running away from home and was found by his father, he fought with his father again, and as a result, he was free. I tell you, if you come to your parents, they will be afraid, because no matter how they beat you and scold you, their hearts love you, so they are the ones who give in in the end. ”

"What a classic quote," said the stinky salted egg, "do you know how I ended up my daddy?" I ran to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and said if you push me again, I'll die. This scared them all stupid, and hurriedly said good things to me, saying that everything is easy to say, just put the kitchen knife down. So now I'm out there for a few days, just a few days. I went home to look up to them. ”

Stinky salted eggs are very proud.

"I don't have that courage." I say. These are my words from the heart. I know I can't do that.

"Fart courage. It's all forced. I couldn't tell how scared I was when I held the knife. ”

"The key is to have a sense of resistance. Freedom is earned on your own, remember. Brother Jun made a final summary.

The preparatory bell rang. It was the sound of the gatekeeper striking the broken iron hanging from the door of the guard's room with a hammer.

"Gee, you don't always talk about this," the big fat man spoke, "What's new, there's a cutie going to our class." The big fat man still spoke so slowly and logically.

"Where's the cutie?" Stinky Salted Egg asked.

"I heard that it was transferred from another county or city. People are very good-looking. ”

"That's what the you're thinking about."

"Who wouldn't? Do you dare to say you don't want to? Zheng Qihang, do you want to? ”

"I didn't really think about it. I'm always thinking about how to deal with my dad. ”

Before I could finish speaking, the head teacher walked down the aisle with the new female classmate. We squeezed into the classroom. Several people crowded into the door of the classroom to peep in. There was a lot of commotion in the classroom. When the new female students walked into the classroom, everyone quieted down.

This new female classmate wears a white short-sleeved outfit with a red plaid skirt underneath and a pair of flat-heeled leather shoes under her feet, which is pure and lovely. I saw the big fat man and the handsome brother swallowing saliva.

Isn't this Hao Junqi? Melon seed face, big eyes, long eyelashes. This is Hao Junqi. It's just that he's a lot taller, but his face is much rounder.

I stood up from my position suddenly, "Hao Junqi, are you Hao Junqi?" I'm Zheng Qihang, I'm your brother Zheng Qihang. ”

All eyes in the class were on me. Then there was a burst of laughter. There are also people who deliberately ghost.

"Zheng Qihang, what the hell are you doing? You sit down for me. The head teacher gestured to me. It was the young teacher who was our homeroom teacher. He and his girlfriend are married.

I didn't listen to the head teacher, I removed the stool from my feet, stepped out of my seat, and walked towards the podium. "Hao Junqi, don't you even know your brother? I'm Zheng Qihang! ”

The new female classmate was stunned. Her face flushed. "I ...... I, my name is Hao Junqi, my name is Wu Lianzi. ”

The head teacher's words turned laughter into whispered discussions, and as soon as Wu Lianzi opened her mouth, she burst into laughter.

"Fuck Zheng Qihang, you're a nymphomaniac, aren't you?" Brother Jun shouted.

"Everyone is silent. Hurry back to my seat, Zheng Qihang. ”

"Aren't you really called Hao Junqi?" I asked again. I couldn't listen to anyone, and all my attention was on this new female classmate.

"My name is Wu Lianzi." Wu Lianzi raised the decibels.

"Hurry up and get me back to my place, do you hear me?!" The head teacher's voice was even harsher.

I came back to my senses and walked back disappointed. But I still didn't believe my eyes. How could it not be Hao Junqi? In this way, isn't this look the same as Hao Junqi in my impression?

"Melon seed face, big eyes, long eyelashes, no matter how you look at it, it's Hao Junqi," I muttered as I walked, "How could it not be Hao Junqi?" ”

I muttered and looked back. The head teacher's expression was not in my eyes, and Wu Lianzi's surprised and slightly shy expression was in full view.

Could it be that three and a half years have eroded the impression of Hao Junqi in my mind?

The noise in the classroom was louder. The head teacher was furious, and the students calmed down.

When I returned to my position, I buried my face on the table, and I didn't hear a word of Wu Lianzi's self-introduction.