Sheng Yu brought Ning Xin an MP3, a brand new unopened package, which was won by lottery at the company's annual meeting a year ago.

At that time a year ago, Sheng Yu's parents rushed back to their hometown, so he didn't have time to give it to her.

On the sixth day of junior high school, Sheng Yu took the initiative to buy some things that Ning's mother would use when she was admitted to the hospital, so that Ning Xin could prepare for class at home.

At noon on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Sheng Yu bought vegetables and came over.

Ning Xin was very happy in her heart, but she couldn't help but blame him: "Sheng Yu, you have to go to work tomorrow, let you have a good rest at home, why do you come here again?" Are you a perpetual motion machine? ”

"Have you forgotten what day it is?" He deliberately kept a straight face.

Ning Xin didn't hesitate: "The seventh day of the first month." ”

How could she forget? She will have to make up for He Dongfan later.

It's a very important five hundred dollars.

Don't forget it.

Sheng Yu took a deep breath, and even his helplessness was gentle: "Xinxin, today is the seventh day of the first lunar month, and it is also the twenty-fourth day of February. ”

February 24th!

It's Ning Xin's birthday!!

Ning Xin reacted and raised her hand to knock on her head: "I actually forgot." ”

Sheng Yu was already surprised, anyway, he remembered.

After lunch, Ning Xin began to pack her things and prepare to make up for He Dongfan's lessons.

She asked Sheng Yu to go home to rest, but Sheng Yu was unwilling, saying that today was her birthday, and it happened to be Saturday, and the Kickboxing Club was on vacation, and she wanted to have a good dinner with her, and she also wanted to help her repair the stove.

The stove has been broken for a while, and it can't be ignited automatically, and every time it needs to be assisted by a lighter, the flames always pop up suddenly with the help of a lighter, and Sheng Yu feels unsafe.

Sheng Yu said: "It should be that the flint is broken, I will go to the hardware store to buy one and replace it, and I can take care of my aunt in the afternoon." ”

Ning Xin didn't refuse again, settled her mother, and the two went out at the same time.

When they parted, Ning Xin kissed Sheng Yu and said that after the tutoring was over, he would definitely rush back.

When I came to the courtyard again, I was familiar with it.

The courtyard gate is closed.

Ning Xin stepped on the steps, pulled the small iron ring of the courtyard door, and gently slammed the door.

Soon, footsteps were heard approaching, and the courtyard door was opened.

Aunt Qin was wearing a red thick cotton dress, which was very festive for the New Year.

She saw that Ning Xin was stunned for half a second in surprise, and then her face was full of surprise and joy.

She stepped over the edge of the door with one leg, half-hugged Ning Xin, and called her 'Xinxin' familiarly.

Aunt Qin's voice is still the same: "Ouch, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're beautiful again......"

The two chatted for a few words, and then Aunt Qin asked, "Why are you here?" Is there something going on? ”

Hearing this, Ning Xin guessed that He Dongfan might not have told Aunt Qin that he was coming to make up for his lessons.

She glanced into the courtyard: "I'll make up for He Dongfan, the old lady should know." ”

"Make-up classes?" Aunt Qin's face was full of doubts, "The old lady is taking a nap, she shouldn't know about this, if she knows, according to the old lady's temperament, she will wait for you to come and talk to you." ”

"......" Ning Xin's heart sank, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

Aunt Qin said again: "And Xiao Fan told the old lady early in the morning that she was going to play with her classmates, and she would come back in the evening." ”

Ning Xin couldn't believe what she heard.

She felt like she must be dreaming.

She pinched her fingers, it hurt.

Ning Xin swallowed her saliva, hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag, and wanted to call He Dongfan's father and ask about the situation.

But she didn't call, and put the phone down again.

She knew the gap between the father and son, and she thought that He Dongfan might have a last resort.

After all, according to what she knew of him, he wouldn't be untrustworthy like that.

Therefore, she thought rationally, not to alarm He Dongfan's father first, but to ask He Dongfan about the specific situation first, so as to avoid another dispute.

Unfortunately, she didn't have his phone number.

At this time, Aunt Qin asked, "Did you remember the wrong time?" ”

Ning Xin came back to her senses and held Aunt Qin's forearm: "Aunt Qin, do you have any Dongfan phone number?" ”

"Yes, yes."

"Can you give it to me?"

Aunt Qin hesitated for two seconds and walked inside: "Wait, I'll go in and get my phone." ”

Ning Xin got He Dongfan's phone number from Aunt Qin, and when she walked towards the entrance of the alley, she called him.

After two calls, they were answered.

"Hey!" It was He Dongfan's voice.

Ning Xin hurriedly asked: "He Dongfan, I'm Ning Xin, where are you now?" ”

There was silence over there, but there was no response.

Ning Xin spoke again: "He Dongfan, didn't we say that we would make up for today's class?" How do you ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, a busy sound came from the phone receiver.

He hung up.

Ning Xin didn't give up, and hit again.

This time, I was hung up without answering.

Ning Xin put away her phone and trotted up.

In her head was the background sound of the 'buzzing' hair dryer working when she was on the phone with He Dongfan just now.

She still remembers what he said that night, the barber shop in Jingjiao Hutong.

Ning Xin didn't know what kind of mood she was in when she came to Jingjiao Hutong, whether she was more worried about the five hundred yuan, or why Dongfan was more worried.

All she knew was that she was in turmoil.

She walked quickly from the entrance of the alley, looking at the shops on the left and right.

This alley is very marketable, there are many elderly people on the side of the road teasing birds and playing chess, and there are children chasing and playing on the road......

There are also many types of shops, such as grocery stores, stationery stores, tailor shops, flower shops, watch stores, and so on.

The barbershop is one of the more eye-catching, with one or a pair of colourful rotating light boxes hanging at the door.

Ning Xin went to two barbershops one after another, but she didn't find the right place.

She continued to walk inside and saw a barber shop called 'SEVEN' in front of her.

I heard the music in the store from afar:

"Every time I want to understand you better, we are more distant"

"Did they all use the wrong words?"

"I used the wrong emoji too"

"Actually, I want to understand you better, not to catch you"

"I'm just afraid you'll forget ......"

Ning Xin passed, and when she was two or three meters away from the barbershop, the music suddenly stopped, and then there was the sound of quarrels.

In the store, Xie An had yellow hair, carried a hairdressing apron in his hand, and shouted: "What the do you mean?" ”

Xie An was already thin, and he didn't frighten the person opposite at all when he said this.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, looked to be in his twenties, wore silver stud earrings, and had hair the same color as yellow hair.

He pointed to his hair confidently: "Dye it like this, what the dare to ask Lao Tzu for money?" ”

He lifted up his sleeves and showed his arms: "Lao Tzu didn't let you pay for mental damages, you should go home to worship your ancestors and burn high incense!" ”

As he spoke, he was leaving.

Xie An rushed up and grabbed the person and didn't let him go.

The man reflexively pushed.

Xie An is small and suffers.

Seeing this, He Dongfan rushed up, grabbed the man's back collar from the back and pulled it vigorously, the man's center of gravity was unstable, and he hit the push table next to him, and all kinds of haircutting utensils were scattered on the ground.

He Dongfan looks tough and tough, with a bit of heroism, short black hair adds a sense of neatness, he has a big aura when he has a calm face, coupled with his superior height and strong body, just standing there forms a kind of oppressive force.

His chin was slightly raised, and his tone was unhurried: "You said you wanted to dye this color, and now you have to pay the bill, right?" ”

"!" The man scolded, stood firm, and didn't pretend, "There is no precedent for Lao Tzu to pay the bill when he goes out!" I don't go out to inquire either!! ”

He Dongfan raised his eyebrows, directly reached out and grabbed the man's collar and pulled it, pulled the person closer, and raised it slightly: "If you don't give money, you can only go out sideways today, believe, no, believe?" ”

The man pulled He Dongfan's hand, couldn't pull it away, grabbed a bottle of essential oil for hair care and waved it towards He Dongfan.

Xie An stepped forward and hugged the man's arm.

At this moment, Ning Xin rushed in, kicked open the bottle on the ground, grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it in reverse.

"It hurts, it hurts—" The man's features were contorted in pain, and his mouth cried out as if it were clockwork.

Ning Xin turned her head to stare at He Dongfan: "Let go!" ”

He Dongfan tensed his jaw and didn't move.

Ning Xin spoke again, and her tone was more warning than just now: "He Dongfan, let go, hand." ”

He Dongfan gritted his back molars, turned his face away, and loosened the man's collar.

Ning Xin stared at Xie An again: "Let go." ”

Xie An glanced at He Dongfan and let go.

Then, Ning Xin kicked the crook of the man's leg and pressed the person to the ground: "Give the money or call the police, you say." ”

"Call the police! Father... Ahh......h

Ning Xin saw that he was soft, relieved slightly, and asked again: "Give money or call the police?" ”

"Give money! I give money! Give money!! ”

Ning Xin didn't let go, and raised her chin to signal: "That hand, touch the money." ”

The man bared his teeth in pain, but his movements were neat, and he quickly pulled out a handful of money from his trouser pocket.

Xie An stepped forward, squatted down, took two hundred pieces, and then took out two yuan from his bag and threw them into the man's hand: "One hundred and ninety-eight, welcome to come next time." ”

Ning Xin let go at this time.

The man didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, glanced at Ning Xin, then at He Dongfan, and left with his wrist.

The store fell silent.

Xie An packed up his things on the ground, glanced at He Dongfan who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa, and then at Ning Xin who was standing in front of him.

Ning Xin put her schoolbag on the sofa and stood in front of He Dongfan for nearly half a minute, without waiting for him to take the initiative to explain.

She restrained the emotions in her heart and licked her lips: "He Dongfan, can you tell me why you are here?" ”

"I can't be here?" He said so.

Ning Xin breathed a sigh of relief, still maintaining a good temper: "Didn't we say that we would make up for today's class?" ”

"......" he stopped talking.

"He Dongfan, we..." Ning Xin held back her temper, but couldn't help the sourness in her heart, "We said okay." ”

Her voice was low, hoarse, and she didn't control her emotions.

He Dongfan noticed her tone and stiffened.

He didn't look at Ning Xin, put the phone in his palm, got up from the sofa, and walked to the barber shop.

Ning Xin followed: "He Dongfan, what happened to you?" ”

He Dongfan turned a deaf ear and raised his hand to open the curtain.

Inside is the shampoo area.

He Dongfan walked inside, and then there was a narrow, dim staircase.

Ning Xin followed upstairs and persuaded him: "He Dongfan, what can you tell me, is there something that happened between you and your father?" You tell me, don't hold it in your heart, things have to be solved, and I can help you communicate with your dad. ”

As soon as these words fell, He Dongfan's pace increased significantly.

I turned around along the corridor, and my vision instantly brightened.

The corridor on the second floor is an unsealed balcony with several red-brick flower pots, the plants in which are dead and the soil is stiff and cracked.

He Dongfan continued to walk in and pushed open a door.

He stood at the door, turned around and looked at Ning Xin, and drove away: "I'm going to take a nap!" ”

After that, he was about to close the door.

Ning Xin raised her hand to support the door of the house, and all her emotions couldn't be suppressed: "He Dongfan!" ”

He Dongfan pressed down the door hard, he had a lot of strength, Ning Xin couldn't resist it, and directly leaned sideways against the door.

He Dongfan gritted his teeth, let go suddenly, and turned around.

The door had no resistance, and it was directly pushed by Ning Xin and hit the wall with a bang.

Ning Xin took two steps forward and walked into the room, provoking him as before: "He Dongfan, you can't be untrustworthy. ”

"What's wrong with not believing in your words?" He turned around and raised his eyebrows defiantly, "What's wrong with me not believing in my words?" ”

Ning Xin was choked by his tricky words.

In the silence, you can hear the laughter of the children downstairs and the sound of music playing again.

Ning Xin was in control.

She told herself that teenagers who are in adolescence will inevitably do angry things and say angry things.

And she, as a teacher, should be enlightened.

She swallowed her saliva: "He Dongfan, you are not a person who does not keep promises. ”

He Dongfan's head was slightly tilted, his chin was slightly tilted, his eyes were cold and cold, and he smiled: "I'm not?" ”

"You're not." Ning Xin denied it again.

He Dongfan's temples twitched twice, and he was silent for a while.

Ning Xin took a step forward: "He Dongfan, now go back with me to make up the class." ”

"I'm not going back." He insisted on words heavily, arrogantly and unscrupulously, "I don't make up classes." ”

He turned and walked inside: "I won't take your class again, you don't want to make a penny from me." ”

Ning Xin gritted her teeth and reached out to grab his arm: "At least, go home first." ”

"You don't care." He Dongfan vigorously raised his arm and shook Ning Xin away.

'Smack', crisp, the sound of things falling.

Ning Xin lowered her head and looked at a boxy black thing on the diamond-patterned tile floor.

It was the MP3 given to her by Sheng Yu, and because of He Dongfan's strength, it slipped out of the clothes bag.

Ning Xin's fists clenched.

He Dongfan glanced at him indifferently: "It's good to go, don't send it." ”

Ning Xin blocked her heart in one breath, and her movements were faster than her thoughts.

She stepped forward, raised her hand to press He Dongfan's shoulder, bent sideways, and pressed his ribs with her shoulder.

In the next second, there was a 'bang'.

He Dongfan's back slammed on the floor, and Ning Xin half-squatted down, grabbed the clothes on his chest, and pressed him by the momentum.

The pain spread on his back, He Dongfan frowned, closed his eyes and buffered.

He buffered more than just pain.

In the winter, he was dressed thickly, and it really didn't hurt too much.

What he needs to cushion at the moment is that he is so big, and he is thrown over the shoulder, or by a girl.

Two seconds later, he finished buffering, and opened his eyes angrily, only to freeze his whole body.

She looked at him so closely, without saying a word.

Her slightly raised eyetails were red, and their sockets were moist, and her long eyelashes trembled helplessly and withholdingly.

The eyes are clearly fragile.

The look on the whole face is completely different from stubbornness.

She spat out two words with difficulty, with a rebuke: "Liar." ”

He Dongfan only felt that his heart was hammered hard, and he even stopped breathing, and then it was a dense needle prick, and his heart felt a faint and constant discomfort.

Ning Xin felt that it was sad and ridiculous that she had come here to care if something had happened to him.

yes, what right does she have to care about him?

Even if he lives a messy life like this, it is much, much better than her life.

What qualifications does she have to play such cheap goodwill.

Now, what she should be worried about is that her mother's hospitalization needs to be paid for are not enough, instead of facing this bastard boy who doesn't eat oil and salt and has a bad attitude here!

He's a liar.

They said yes.

That night, he said yes.

But now, he is unreasonably repentant.

Ning Xin's eyelids twitched, tears suddenly overflowed, she tilted her head and hid it in her hair.

She didn't look at him, two heavy words: "Liar." ”