"Qi Huan did very well, really!"

Jimo said quickly, "Last time we were the second in the city, just a little lower than the first in our school. She's good, Mom. You can see her name on the list."

Ji's mother was skeptical. Her face softened and she smiled and said, "... Well, that's pretty good."

Ji's mother walked out of the room and the atmosphere sank to a low point. No one was in the mood to talk.

Two minutes later, Mother Ji walked in again, this time with a smile on her face, as kind as she could be. She brought a plate full of fruit to them. "You read well, and Qi Huan can teach us more about jasmine."

"Mom..."

Ji's mother ignored Ji Mo and said several words before looking at her, "You should play with this kind of classmates more."

Probably read that pack up the league table, confirm qi Huan good grades this matter is not false.

It's strange. Just ji mother cold face to her, Qihuan feel ok, and not how difficult to accept, after all, she is not what parents like children. Now ji's mother's face is kind to praise her god, this change... It made her feel totally uncomfortable.

After a phone call, Ji's mother changed her displeasure, smiled and left the room for the two of them to read, and also helped to close the door.

They were alone.

Ji Mo dropped his head, left hand holding the edge of his sleeve, right hand holding the pen loosely, I do not know why, eyes sour.

"I'm sorry...

That's the third apology she's made today.

Qi Huan raised her hand and patted her on the top of her head. "What do you apologize for? At least your mother looks at me differently, right? It's good."

Ji Mo still want to say what, Qi Huan let her focus on reading, did not continue the topic.

Stay for nearly an hour, accompany Ji Mo to finish the next course preview qi Huan left.

Ji's mother walked her to the door and greeted her warmly to come again.

She smiled and said yes, until she walked out of the corridor into the last rays of the sunset.

Not knowing where to go, Qi Huan stood still for a long time.

It's good to be recognized.

At least it's better than getting no recognition whatsoever.

Before running past the third playful child, Qi Huan lifted her eyes and the shadow cast by her long cilia on her eyelids dispersed.

She kicked the gravel in front of her and smiled unfazed.

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Chen Rang's house is a two-story house.

As soon as he opened the door, he twisted his eyebrows and stood on the red carpet. There were no replaced shoes in front of the shoe counter, but the marble floor reflected light, and there were two pairs of dusty footprints all the way from the living room to the stairs.

He shuffled up the stairs in his slippers and set his lips tightly together. After passing the first room on the corner, I wanted to ignore it and go straight there. I stopped when I heard a sound coming from inside.

The woman's wave call, the man's tongue chi hard sound, entangled together twisted into a disgusting wave, make a person's stomach.

Chen Rang stood for ten seconds, then walked back to his room and slammed the door so hard that the frame shook.

Throwing his schoolbag on the bed, he sat down at the desk and opened a book. The words in front of him were like rows of earthworms, and none of them could get into his eyes.

The noise outside grew louder and louder.

As if to protest with him, after hearing him slam the door, the noise increased.

Chen Rang held the pen and did not write a word for a long time. Again and again, he sprang to his feet, dragged his chair to the door, and rushed to the front of the room

There was a bang.

The chair thumped against the door.

Had it not been for the quality of the door, the hole would have been broken.

There was silence for two seconds.

A man shouted, "Chen Rang, go to your room!"

Chen Rang kicked the door hard. "You treat this place as a brothel? ! Want piao can go outside!"

Then Chen rang back to his room again and slammed the door. Perhaps it was the heavy ringing of his ears that completely isolated the sound he didn't want to hear.

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He lay down on the bed and covered his eyes with his hand. The blood throbbed in his ears.

Ten minutes or so, outside the door rang out a "bang bang bang bang" hammer door sound, there is a violent drink.

"Get out --"

When the door opened, a man of his own size, with a similar face, glared at him.

He didn't want to be called Dad's man.

Chen Let li also ignore, directly from Chen Jianrong side through.

Chen Jianrong grabbed him.

"Stop!

Chen rang taller than his Lao tzu, Chen Jianrong looked down, showing a cold disdain: "finished? Screaming so hard..." "He sneered." I want to try it."

Chen Jianrong gas extremely, a slap in Chen let face heavily.

"Dog! I gave birth to you to raise you is to let you this ungrateful bastard to anger me!"

Chen Rang was hit sideways, one cheek flushed.

He chuckled. "Bastard?"

Chen Jianrong eyes are red, he was excited by this tone, backhand is a slap, Chen let jilted staggered, shoulder hit the wall.

Chen Rang simply leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and raised his head.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were wide and his mouth was wide, his thumb wiping out the smell of sweet, and a muffled smile came from his throat.

"I'd rather I was a bastard."

Chen Jianrong is like being stepped on what switch, suddenly furious, rushed to pull Chen let's hair, drag his head hard to the wall.

"Bastards? You wish!"

Then hit, a sound and a sound of "want to be beautiful".

He was mad, as if he had gone mad. Only anger repeated, always more than.

"It's your fault... It's your fault! I raised you to meddle... The dog! I told you to mind your own business..."

Chen let the pain can not stand, a violent kick Chen Jianrong. He braced himself against the wall, his eyes glaring.

Chen Jianrong stood up from the ground, dead to see Chen Rang for a while, silent confrontation for a few seconds, suddenly picked up the side of the cup to throw Chen Rang.

There was a dull thud, and then a crash of glasses falling to the ground.

Chen Rang stood still, letting the glass shatter at his feet.

The clock on the wall ticked, ticked.

A trail of blood trickled down his forehead, brighter than the red sunset.

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Qi Huan comes out of Ji Mo's house, bored and wandering around. As the sky began to sink, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure ahead of her.

After a pause, she raised her voice and shouted, "Chen Rang!"

The tall figure paused for a moment without stopping, moving forward at the same rate -- and a little faster.

Qi Huan ran after him, panting a little, smiling and patting his arm: "I didn't expect to meet you here, I..."

The words stopped abruptly at the cold expression on his face and the cut on his forehead.

"You..."

Her smile faded away.

Chen cast a shadow over his drooping eyelids, and his eyes were black with rage, his voice tinged with annoyance and impatience. "Go away."

For a time did not react to the Qi Huan was left in situ, the way forward figure, reject people from thousands of miles away from the feeling is thicker than before.

Qi Huan stood for two seconds and started to follow.

With a long time found that he had no destination, all the way to where. She could not stop walking, but she could not help thinking about the wound on his face.

Chen Let suddenly stop, Qi Huan almost hit him. Parked in the middle of an alley, no one in front or behind, and she couldn't remember when she walked in.

He stood and slowly turned around, his eyes fixed on her body, so that Qi Huan temporarily a little stiff, more dare not move.

The wind passed underfoot, and the old stone floor that clung to the alley smelled of moss.

"Chen let......"

Qi Huan watched him approach and stepped back a little.

As Chen Rang approached, she couldn't keep back. He stood in front of her, his toes pressed against hers, so close that he could only drop a fist. Qi Huan could feel his breath, and when she dropped her head, her forehead would touch his chest. She felt her scalp tingle, her neck and back on fire, surrounded by his faint scent.

Chen rang lifted his foot and stepped on Qi Huan's upper shoe, with little force, but his larger male soles clung firmly to her shoes.

"You follow so long, I give you what?"

The head that almost seemed to be buried in his arms suddenly raised, Chen Rang did not give her any reaction opportunity, grabbed her hand and pushed her to the wall.

Qi Huan unconsciously exhaled softly, his shoulder hit the wall of the lane, and his body pressed up before he could stand still.

Chen rang clamped her chin, and her startled expression turned to pain in less than a second. He pulled at her dress, pressed his leg against her knee, and acted roughly and violently.

"Chen... Chen let!"

Qi Huan's eyes were filled with tears. Her hand was pressed against his chest, but she could not move.

The exposed skin had been pinched so red that Qi Huan could not help it. In a panic, qi Huan pulled out his hand stuck between his chest and his, and hurriedly raised his hand and slapped him

"Pop", the air was quiet.

Only he and she could not breathe.

Chen let this with injury on the face, floating a five finger mark. He let go and spat. "That's why you've come to me so many times. Why are you pretending?"

"No." Qi Huan pulls collar to calm breath.

She looked him in the eye, her throat quivering, and kept denying, "... It's not."

The sun was sinking down.

"I was having a bad day." Her eyelids drooped, and the flush of excitement had faded from her face to a pale white. She loosened her grip on the collar a little, and said, "But I was glad to see you just now."

Chen looked at her.

After a few seconds, he said, "Well, you can stop being happy now."

He ignored her as if nothing had happened and turned back toward the exit of the alley.

Qi Huan back against the wall slowly squat down, knee squatting in situ, back rub a piece of ash.

The alley was not long, but it was long. Moths began to circle under the lighted streetlamps.

His figure slid away into the night.

Qi Huan suddenly stood up and ran in his direction.

"Chen make -"

He stopped.

She caught up with him.

Qi Huan looked after him and said, "I know you didn't mean it."

"I did it on purpose." Chen didn't speak for a long time. He turned around with a mocking expression on his face and said, "You can get away with almost being fucked. Are you naive or stupid?"

'I know you didn't mean to! Qi Huan grabbed her collar with both hands, unable to force it, but she squeezed it tightly and pulled hard at her shoulders.

"My clothes tear easily. But you've been tearing it all this time, and you haven't torn a thing."

"You're just bluffing, I know."

Her eyes turned red.

"I'm really unhappy today, but seeing you, seeing you..." "I just wanted to see the damage on your face, no... Other...... Meaning..."

With a lump in her throat, she raised her hand to cover her eyes and suddenly broke down.

Under the street lamps, moths were flapping at the false flames, as if they never got tired.

Soon to fall, summer only tail, hidden in the corner of the insects in the song.

Silence, I do not know how long.

The breath belonging to Chen Rang was suddenly surrounded, and qi Huan's eyes darkened, and the light was covered outside. She lingered, tears still hanging from her eyelids, as she pulled back his coat, which she had thrown over her head.

Draped or worn, it was enough to cover the tear in her shoulder.

Chen Rang, who took off his coat and threw it on Qihuan's head, still had a cold expression, but he just turned his eyes slightly away, not looking at her completely.

"Wash it and give it back to me."

She glanced at her face before turning, and her eyes, filled with mist, stared at him.

Chen let steps, can not help frowning. Lips pressed tight, suddenly a little inexplicable irritability.