Jin Kaiyu (2)

Fang Xi may not know, in fact, I have seen him before the end of the world.

At that time, he was the same as now, he was a person in school who was shouted and beaten, and he was often bullied, and the boss's son was one of them.

Oh, me too, I'm an accomplice.

But I never took the initiative to appear in front of him, because I knew that his brother was a man with developed limbs and a simple mind, but he was extremely protective of his shorts, and I didn't want to cause trouble for my brother.

In my eyes, Fang Xi deserves it, he can obviously tell his brother that Fang Tong's temper will definitely make a big fuss, at least before others beat him in the future.

But he is like a stuffy gourd who refuses to speak, he doesn't speak when he is pointed at his nose and laughs, he doesn't speak when he is beaten, and he still doesn't speak after being beaten.

The boss's son bullied him, and in order not to do anything, I made suggestions on the side, and I was able to make Fang Xi look gray every time.

The boss's son was laughing with his group of henchmen, and I was laughing too.

Not only was I laughing, I was scolding him in my heart.

Scold him for being stupid, scold him for being stupid, and scold him for deserving it.

But I won't say any of that.

I don't remember what time it was, it was probably the eve of winter vacation, and the boss's son planned to throw Fang Xi's schoolbag into the stinky ditch behind the school.

I know his schoolbag, Fang Xi has been carrying that schoolbag for four years, it is white after washing, the schoolbag has long been opened, and then it was sewn up with crappy needlework.

The boss's son had the idea of that schoolbag before, and often hid it.

Fang Xi would be so anxious that he would cry every time, his tears fell one by one, and he searched the whole school with a red face from crying, and then went home at night with his dirty schoolbag.

Out of curiosity, once when they were hiding their school bags, I deliberately took them in my hands and looked through them.

To my surprise, it turned out to be a hand-sewn school bag.

The stitches are fine where the thread has not been taken off, which is not the handiwork that the big old man of Fang Copper can have.

There were two names sewn under the bag, one was Fang Xi's, and the other had been half dismantled, but I still recognized it, it was Fang Copper.

I guessed at once that this schoolbag was sewn by Fang Xi, first to Fang Tong, and then to Fang Xi.

Speaking of which, Fang Xi and I are quite related, he only has one brother, and I only have my brother.

But he was luckier than me, although his parents died, at least he was still a competent father and mother before he died, and his mother would sew schoolbags for their brothers.

Unlike me, I was the garbage that my parents threw away, and then my brother was thrown away.

Not only will they throw it away, but they will come to us when they die.

I remember every big and small wound on my brother's body, and the one I remember most clearly is the one on his back.

Burned, so big pieces of skin are all twisted together, and they can't get any better.

It was the debtors who poured boiling water.

After splashing, my brother went to the hospital. Before he even had time to finish the medicine, he was scolded by the boss on the phone, and he had to continue to pour paint on the door of the debtor with a bloody back.

Thinking like this, I suddenly became a little jealous of Fang Xi again, he is really good.

Even though I thought so, I found a rotten fishing net and stopped it under the stinking ditch.

Like my brother, I am a cheap tool in the hands of the boss, and I am not kind enough to disobey the boss's son for the sake of such a little lame hunchback as him, and then implicate my brother.

But in fact, I quite hope that this little hunchback can be lucky, and leave quickly after school and not be stopped.

As a result, the little hunchback's life was not ordinarily bad, and he was caught halfway through.

The end result was that he was punched and kicked, then pressed to the ground unable to move, watching the boss's son throw his broken schoolbag into the stinky ditch and be washed away.

It's the first time I've seen that stinky boy cry so sadly, lying in front of the ditch with dust and bruises on his shoulders, crying heartbreakingly, and he can't get up.

I made an excuse to say hello to my boss's son and stayed, and trotted to where I had put my fishing nets.

Luckily, I found the dirty, gutter-smelling rag bag under the fishing net, and picked up a branch next to it and took it back.

This little hunchback changed his face very quickly, he was crying all over his face one second, and he was smiling brightly the next second, holding the little broken bag and not letting go.

I touched my nose and skimmed my head, hey, this little hunchback is actually quite delicate if you just look at the face, and it is really not the "ugly king" in the mouth of the boss's son.

Fang Xi hugged his ugly schoolbag and didn't let go, and after a while, he was full of that smell.

I took him to the playground sink to wash his broken school bag, the books in the bag were already wet, I took them out one by one, and spread them neatly on the floor to dry.

This kid really can't see it, the notes are densely made, I think I've studied hard enough, and I haven't taken so many notes.

I couldn't help but look back at him, who was crouching by the sink and washing his school bag.

"If it goes on like this, this kid can be admitted to a good school." I thought so.

After I finished drying the book, I went to the side and watched him wash it.

I didn't expect him to be so small, but he was quite strong, no wonder he could wash the bag white. My kind reminder:

"You wash it lightly, wash it the way you do, wash it twice more and this little broken bag is completely scrapped."

The kid raised his face and giggled at me, washing his hands harder.

As a result, I pushed him away in a daze, snatched the little broken bag from his hand and washed it myself.

I don't know what's wrong with me, I've never done anything like this before, I haven't done anything for anyone except myself and my brother.

The boy's mouth was getting bigger and bigger next to me, and the corners of his mouth were almost up to the base of his ears.

I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him, but my eyes suddenly saw those two names, and I finally couldn't help but ask why his brother's name was only half left.

Fang Xi touched his head and smirked:

"Hehe, my brother originally wanted to help me dismantle it, but I didn't want to, so I'm happy to have my brother's name with me."

I nodded, and suddenly I wanted a bag with my brother's name on it.

Suddenly, he asked me again, "What's your name?" ”

I didn't tell him because I had already done something superfluous and didn't want to get into any more trouble. So he lowered his head and rubbed his schoolbag seriously.

He probably knew I didn't want to tell him, and his face was gloomy, but he didn't ask any more.

I couldn't dry my schoolbag after washing, so I found a plastic bag to help Fang Xi pack up his books, and then he went home with a plastic bag in one hand and a dripping schoolbag in the other.

I also went home with my schoolbag, and when I opened the door, I found that my brother was actually at home, and asked me if I was praised by the teacher, and I smiled so happily.

I subconsciously put away my smile, raised my hand and touched my face, is it really so happy to smile?

I didn't take it to heart as if it was my occasional act of kindness.

As a result, I never expected that I just sent such a kind intention, and almost killed me and my brother.

Fang Xi went back with his drenched schoolbag, and was finally discovered by Fang Tong that something was wrong, and he finally let go of his mouth when he forced him to ask in every possible way, and Fang Tong knew what kind of miserable life his younger brother was living in school.

Fang Tong, who was born tall and big, has a very explosive temperament, and came to the school to make trouble that day.

Those who had bullied his younger brother were dragged from the classroom to the corridor one by one, one of them gave two slaps, and the teacher stopped him and beat him together.

My heart was full of ridicule, because the teacher deserved it, she actually knew that Fang Xi was bullied, but she also looked down on Fang Xi, and always turned a blind eye.

Fang Xi originally complained to her, and she always said that it was a joke between classmates.

Fang Tong slapped the students in the corridor one by one in order, one by one, and finally it was me.

Fang Tong raised his hand, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the hot pain that followed.

At that time, I didn't have any complaints, after all, although I didn't bully the little hunchback myself, I gave a lot of advice to the boss's son, and caused the little hunchback very badly.

So if you have to say it, Fang Tong should even give me a few more slaps.

But no, the slap that should have fallen on my face was placed on top of my head.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and saw Fang Tong looking at me with a look of relief and gratitude, and opened his mouth:

"Thank you for taking care of our family...... Fang Xi"

I watched mechanically as his mouth opened and closed, his mind buzzing and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

No, it's not like that.

No, no!

I'm the culprit who bullied your brother, you shouldn't thank me, you're going to beat me!!

Hit hard!!

Don't say it, don't say it!!

I was stiff there, my whole body was like pouring cement, and I couldn't move.

After Fang Tong finished speaking, he took away the hand placed on top of my head, and I reacted, my face was a smile that was more ugly than crying, and I grabbed his hand in a hurry:

"You...... What are you talking about, I, I'm the one who bullied your brother, you should beat me......"

I don't believe it myself, so it's impossible for anyone else to believe it.

I saw that Fang Tong's face was full of words, and finally nodded at me and said "thank you".

I finally forgot about it completely, and my eyes were full of two words:

Finished.

Sure enough, when I looked back at the boss's son, his red, swollen face was full of anger and his eyes were full of resentment.

Fang Tong left, and I was dragged into the toilet by the boss's son, who pressed my head under the faucet and flushed me, stuffing my whole body into the toilet pit.

Fang Tong slapped him twice, and he grabbed my hair and slapped me in the face one after another, slapping and counting as he went.

By the time he stopped, he had counted to 200.

My face was swollen to the point of broken skin, and I had no pain, my nose and mouth were bleeding together, and I could taste the bloody taste of my mouth when I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The boss's son tugged at my hair and gritted his teeth in my ear:

"Damn, you dare to betray me, Lao Tzu asked you to tell the truth, let you protect Fang Xi!! You wait for me, you and your brother, don't think about it!! ”

He let go of his grip on my hair, kicked open the toilet door and walked out, and I fell to the ground for a few moments before I got up.

When I limped home, I was taken away as soon as I entered the house and thrown in front of the boss.

The boss is not the same as the boss's son, if you have to say it, the two hundred slaps from the boss's son are just hors d'oeuvres.

I'll be in my boss's office, knowing in my heart that I'm really done this time.

By the time my brother panted and pushed open the office door, I was half-beaten and bloodied in the corner of the room, and it hurt to even take a breath.

The boss's feet were still grinding my hands, and my brother strode over and fell to his knees with his legs bent.

It's so easy to kneel.

His self-esteem was like the most fragile glass, and eventually it was shattered with this kneeling.

I struggled to speak:

"Brother, don't ......" Don't kneel, please, brother, I beg you, don't kneel."

My voice didn't get out, maybe it did, but it didn't work, because my brother didn't dare to get up, and if he did, I would die.

The boss grabbed the crystal glass jar on the table and smashed it on my brother's head, breaking his head and bleeding.

That's how the scar on my brother's face came about, and it can't be erased.

In the end, my brother carried me home, and in exchange, he could have been a bodyguard in the casino, but now that he is gone, he has to collect debts. I lay at home for half a month, and my brother came back every day with a single injury, and then before the old injury could heal, he went out to add a new injury.

The day I was finally able to get out of bed, my brother was sent back by Brother Meng, the knife of the debtor was still stuck in his shoulder, and the boss refused to pay for his treatment, Brother Meng really had no choice but to send my brother home first.

In the end, Brother Meng couldn't bear it, so he took my brother to the hospital out of his own pocket.

I got up and changed my brother to lie down.

I sat next to the hospital bed and looked at my brother's pale face, if it weren't for me, my brother would have been working as a bodyguard in the casino by now instead of going out to collect debts from those outlaws.

For the first time, I felt full of hatred.

Who do you hate?

I hate my parents, I hate my boss, I hate my boss's son, I hate Fang Xi, I hate Fang Tong...... The one I hate the most is myself.

Why be soft-hearted, am I worthy?!

Just because I was soft-hearted because I was out of place, and now my brother is lying unconscious in the hospital, is it worth it?!

Later, the day before the winter break, I went back to school to collect my things.

Fang Xi didn't know where he heard the news, and he kept guarding the door of my classroom.

When I came out with my things, he trotted over with a couple of buns in his hand:

"Thanks... Thank you for helping me last time, I made it myself, it's not worth much, but my brother said it's delicious, do you want to taste it......"

Before he could finish his sentence, I slapped his hand away, and the white and tender buns rolled on the ground, covered with dust.

Startled, he took two steps back, his fingers restless, pondering how to speak.

I didn't want to see him anymore, and was about to leave with my things, when he suddenly grabbed my clothes from behind:

"I, I thought...... We're friends...... You're my first ...... Friends ......"

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and it took me two seconds to hear the last two words.

Friend? Scold.

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and as soon as I opened him and took my hand, I yelled at him:

"Who's friends with you?! Look at you for yourself, you're lumpy and lame, do you cooperate with me to be friends!! ”

He was stunned by my roar, and stood there dumbfounded, his eyes getting redder and redder, and finally he couldn't hold back the tears inside, and he flowed out.

Cry again, cry, know cry!

I've scolded you like that, shouldn't you be very aggrieved, why are you still crying?!

I became more and more panicked, turned around, ran away as if I had fled, left him far behind, and through the corner of my eye, I saw him squatting on the ground with his sleeve wiping his tears.

But before the end of the world, I saw him for the last time.