Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

Chapter 108 Confession

When Qiu Chi woke up again, he opened his eyes and faced the ceiling with a hanging bottle, and the infusion tube connected to the bottle was tied to his wrist.

He felt a little dry mouth, turned his head and saw Ji Qingyan sitting next to the infusion bed: "Brother...how did I get the infusion?" He asked, "Where's Xiaoqi?"

"Xiaoqi is fine, and now Teacher Lu is playing with grass outside the hospital." Ji Qingyan's expression was serious and even a little indifferent, "Tell me about you, Qiu Chi, tell me, what have you been doing these past few years?"

He took the test sheets and said, "You are anemic, do you know it yourself?" Ji Qingyan's eye circles were a little red, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or grievance, "There is no blood bank in the hospital here! If it weren't for the blood I just passed , what are you going to do today? What do you want me to do..."

"I'm fine! I'm really fine..." Qiu Chi wanted to pull Ji Qingyan's hand, but unexpectedly pulled the infusion tube, and he gasped in pain, "Did you ask them to draw your blood for me? I really don't need it, Maybe it’s because I’m not used to eating recently, we should go back to Shanghai in a few days, and I’ll be fine after a few days!”

"Fart! Don't try to fool me!" Ji Qingyan still asked, "I'm not joking with you, what have you been doing these past few years? Why are you anemic? Did you have any illnesses?"

"No, look, I can grow to 1.9 meters, what kind of disease can I suffer from?"

"Can you tell me?"

Qiu Chi pursed his lips, trying to win some sympathy: "Brother, I've already had an infusion, can you not kill me. Are you angry with me..."

Ji Qingyan is different from him, he is really soft and firm after encountering something, he made up his mind to ask for clarification.He found a photo from his phone and handed it to Qiu Chi: "Just now Zhou Ming found a bottle of medicine from your backpack in your dormitory. I checked it. It's a prescription medicine for insomnia and has a calming effect."

Qiu Chi averted his eyes and didn't speak.

"You're not going to tell me, are you?"

He still didn't speak.

Ji Qingyan nodded, and he stood up: "Then lie down well." After speaking, he turned around and was about to go out.

"Brother! Don't go." Qiu Chi didn't care about the needle in his hand, and reached out to grab the hem of his clothes, "I said, I'll tell you!"

"After I was taken away by Hong Weijun in my third year of high school, my life was not very good. Although my aunt tried to get me to go to a boarding high school, my mentality was really bad..."

He said cautiously: "I really, really miss you..."

After Qiu Chi was taken away by Hong Weijun, he tried to create some noise to show his resistance. After being pushed into the moat, he had a cold, so he took advantage of the situation to go on a hunger strike at home, tossing himself until he had a fever.Hong Weijun didn't bother to bother about medical insurance for him anymore, and it was too expensive to take him to the hospital, so he just squeezed his mouth and gave him some antipyretics to let it go.

Even if the fever subsided, Qiu Chi didn't want to stay here. Seeing that Qian's eyes were opened to a certain extent, Hong Weijun directly took his mobile phone to cash in, and he couldn't get in touch with anyone.

But he always had a glimmer of hope, thinking that as long as Hong Weijun got angry, he could be packed up and sent away, at least not in this home.He also tried making jokes, and even said that he was gay in front of the neighbors, but Hong Weijun didn't let go at all, he just took a shoehorn and slapped him across the face.

Li Wen was Hong Weijun's later wife and gave birth to him three little daughters, but she was still angry at home.Li Wen really didn't want to see Qiu Chi, Qiu Chi knew it, and from Li Wen's point of view, after she got married, she worked so hard to take care of the whole family, but her husband didn't like her child at all, and even brought back his ex-wife's son to raise him. Tell everyone: Look, this is my son!Our Hong family has successors.

But Li Wen couldn't stand it anymore. She had seen Qiu Chi when he first came here. He was a pretty boy, fair and clean, with some baby fat on his face that hadn't faded. Now he has lost a lot of weight , Even the shape of the cheekbones can be seen clearly.

Li Wen went to the health center to get some medicine for Qiu Chi, at least to heal his injuries.They are all young children, even if they made a mistake, they would not beat them like this.

Qiu Chi didn't expect that the only person in this place who could treat him well was Li Wen, someone whom he had never met but hated to the bone.It was also at that time that Qiu Chi found out that when Li Wen and Hong Weijun got married, he didn't know that this man was a very bad person, and he already had a family.

Li Wen asked him about his previous school grades that day, and felt that the child should not be delayed, at least send him to a better school, so he was sent to a boarding high school in Shijiazhuang.

I used to just hear it from people, but only when I came here did I realize that the curriculum of the boarding high school is so full and there are so many homework every day.His situation is special, the school counts him as a re-reading follower, and when arranging the dormitory, he was not put together with other students. He was arranged in a separate dormitory, and there was only one sports student who practiced track and field with him.

Qiu Chi said: "It happened to be September when you entered school at that time. You should have just started your freshman year. The time for the entrance exam given in the school calendar is quite early. Wait for a while, and when I have a holiday in January, I will be able to go to Beijing to find you."

He smiled slightly, and said: "It's okay to take a look from a distance, anyway, I really want to find you." Being able to see Ji Qingyan was the only motivation that supported him to grit his teeth and persevere.

"But I didn't see you!"

"I didn't make it."

In the winter of 2020, just a few days after New Year's Day, Qiu Chi also celebrated his birthday.He actually knew that Ji Qingyan had passed the National People's Congress, and the Sixth Middle School hadn't produced such a high-scoring student for several years. At that time, he posted several issues on the official account. Qiu Chi used the computer in the school library to read the official account of the Sixth Middle School.

After it is full, you can use your ID number to directly buy a high-speed rail ticket. He bought a ticket from Shijiazhuang to Beijing after the exam from the APP.But suddenly there was a flu outbreak, and the high-speed trains were all cancelled.Qiu Chi even went to the bus station to ask, but there were no tickets, and he couldn't go anywhere.

On the eve of New Year's Eve that year, other people hung lanterns at home to welcome the New Year, and he hung water in the hospital alone.

There are too many changes in life suddenly, one after another.

Qiu Chi didn't like to eat, couldn't sleep, and often couldn't concentrate when doing the questions. He couldn't sit still for more than half an hour, started to have a headache, and started to think nonsense.

Qiu Chi frowned and told Ji Qingyan: "When I was in Shijiazhuang, Yu Chen accompanied me to the hospital for an examination. Yu Chen was my roommate who practiced long-distance running at school. The doctor said it was generalized anxiety disorder, but in fact it was Anxiety, it's not a good thing anyway." Qiu Chi said in a low voice, "The medicine in the bag is indeed for insomnia, and I used to suffer from insomnia when I was seriously ill."

"That's why Mr. Cui never poured wine for you when you were eating, didn't you also..."

"Well, my teacher knows about my illness. She has a good relationship with Teacher Cui, so Teacher Cui also knows something about it. He doesn't know much about it. During the Chinese New Year, he secretly bought a lot of calcium tablets and asked my teacher to give them to me. Eat, actually it has nothing to do with calcium tablets." Qiu Chi said hastily, "But don't worry, I've been much better since my senior year!"

Ji Qingyan's thoughts froze, what does it mean to start from senior year?

Before that, how did the years before that go?

Ji Qingyan asked him distressedly: "Will... self-mutilate?"

"No, it's just hard to concentrate. Can you believe it? The first subject in the college entrance examination is Chinese. I had to write a composition first, because I was afraid that I would not be able to hold on. Maintaining concentration for an hour was my limit at that time. "

Yu Chen knew that he had a good academic performance, so he thought of a way at that time. They turned on a timer, and then Qiu Chi began to explain the wrong questions to Yu Chen to see how long he could last.

The longest time Qiu Chi persisted was one hour and 32 minutes. At that time, he couldn't bear it and stood up directly, and ran to the balcony to suck in the cold wind outside the window.The cold wind poured down his nostrils and into his lungs, making him tremble all over, and then tears flowed uncontrollably all over his face.

"Finish the composition first, and then write the dictation. You know, Mr. Qin told us to memorize too many things before. I can recite those essential items even when I am sick. I can read them in less than two minutes. I can finish it." Qiu Chi looked at Ji Qingyan and asked, "I'm very good, right?"

"It's terrible." Ji Qingyan asked him, "Then what then?"

"You mean the exam, and then look at the poetry appreciation, because the poetry is the shortest."

"Then what about reading, can you read it at that time..."

Qiu Chi thought for a while and said, "Depending on the situation, whether the article suits your taste or not also depends on the mood of the day. If the time and place are favorable, you can still write more."

"Hebei takes the national exam, which is different from Beijing's question types. There is one called Practical Text Reading, which I didn't write, and I don't want to read it. There is also a [-]-point language use question, which I hate the most. , It's weird, I haven't seen it before, I wrote it casually when I was about to hand in the paper."

"But I did very well in the Chinese test, with a score of 113, isn't it quite high..."

"That's all about mathematics, and I'm not too bad at English. It's just science, it's too tiring to write, and I can't finish it. I've tried many times, but I just can't finish it..."

"Brother Yan, do you still remember that I used to write questions very quickly. I could finish the two-and-a-half-hour comprehensive paper in less than two hours."

"I know." Ji Qingyan bit his lip and said softly, "I remember it all."

Qiu Chi sighed: "Sometimes I can't figure it out. It's obvious that the questions are all seen before, but why can't I even read the questions? It's strange."

"and after?"

"There is no future. After the college entrance examination, I would like to apply for volunteering. I don't really want to study science, but there are very few liberal arts majors that science students can apply for. Many good schools can accept them, but I can't reach the score line." Qiu Chi said, "I remember you said before that you wanted to go to Peking University, but Peking University's literature major has a very high admission threshold, and I couldn't pass the exam with that score."

Ji Qingyan looked at him silently. At the age of 17, a person who was so proud that he didn't care about the heights of the sky and the earth would say so weakly that the admission line was very high, and he really couldn't pass the exam.Tears don't know how many times they rolled in the eye sockets, and finally couldn't help it, and slid down the cheeks.

"And I don't want to repeat the exam. I have already studied in the third year of high school, and the year in Hebei is considered a repeat. I thought about it for a long time. Even if I take the exam again, I guess it will still be the same. Do you remember? I remember that our class was 2019, and that was the last exam for arts and sciences in Beijing."

Ji Qingyan responded, "Yes."

"2020 is the last liberal arts and science division in Hebei. If you repeat it, it may be more troublesome. I really don't want to do it again. The third year of high school is actually... quite tiring."

"So you went to the show?"

"Yes, when the teacher at the school knew that I had the Wenhui Cup award, she suggested that I take the art test for choreography and directing. can get it."

He smiled and said to Ji Qingyan, "Don't cry. This is very good, I am very satisfied, really, acting is a very good school."

Qiu Chi gently raised his hand, wiped away the tears on his face, and asked, "I thought you would apply to Peking University, why did you go to the National People's Congress?"

Ji Qingyan cried a little out of breath, and asked reluctantly, "No way?"

Qiu Chi smiled and said, "No, it's pretty good."

Ji Qingyan slowly closed his eyes.

The once high-spirited young man died unexpectedly, and the person in front of him was his pale appearance after growing up.