Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 237
Xiaochi Chi sits in the food court across from a public high school, eating spicy skewers with top quality XO from the warehouse.
Xiaochi Chi, 14, is already the size of a high school student, and the low plastic tables at the spicy skewer stalls are a bit constricting for him, so he has nowhere to put his legs, which are tilted to the sides of the chair.
His hair was freshly shaved, his body smelled like lemon soap, and he sat in the greasy, muggy air like a refreshing breeze.
Passers-by, both men and women, can’t help but look at him more than once, suspecting that they were mistaken.
When you look at it clearly, you can’t help but be secretly surprised again.
Xiaochi Chi has a knack for filtering the human eye and treating everyone like a cabbage, so he ignores all the inquisitive or awed looks and just sips his wine.
Needless to say, the name ” Xiaochi Chi” was enough to let him know what was really going on.
…… The Lord God threw them into a parallel world.
If we compare the existence of each world to a string, parallel worlds are two strings that are infinitely close to each other, resonating in the same key, almost identical.
The first world line experienced by Xiaochi Chi is already considered to be one that is quite close to the original world.
In that world line, there is Nebula Entertainment, there is Bei Mang Cemetery, and there is even Zhihuai Song, whom Xiaochi Chi knew, but there are still many significant differences, such as the fact that in that world, Ying Lou did not die.
According to Ying Lou, as the difficulty of the mission increases, Xiaochi Chi will only get further and further away from the original world line.
Unexpectedly, he passed through nine worlds and eventually came back to a world that was infinitely close to the origin.
He raises his hand to stroke his crisp, slate hair.
The hair is newly shaved, and the short stubble feels comfortable to the touch, like a small hedgehog that has just sprouted soft spikes.
So much time has passed that Xiaochi Chi forgot that she didn’t like to grow her hair long when she was a child.
The hair is long, he is too hot and not manly enough.
Xiaochi Chi couldn’t help but wonder why he wanted to grow his hair long afterwards.
By the third glass of wine, he finally remembered.
Long hair is the first time the scene, Sun Lao asked him to grow, in order to match the character image.
In his debut film, he plays a young man left behind in a small fishing village, who has seen the world outside when he was young, but was sent back home by his parents, with a heart that is higher than the sky, ambitious and sensitive, so he tries to be different from the world around him in terms of dress, hair and speech.
The long hair is one of the ways that the fishing village boy fought against his small world.
Later, Xiaochi Chi kept her hair long.
The reason is different from the fishing village teenagers, but also simple: so that good on the scene.
The plot requires him to shave short hair, he shaved; need him to grow long hair, he can also be directly on the scene, the effect is always better than wearing a wig.
Just like forgetting the reason for growing her hair long, Xiaochi Chi has forgotten so many things that she doesn’t know how to play the role of her original self.
Sitting at a roadside stall full of sandy air, he filled a disposable plastic cup with amber liquid, tasted the wine while he tuned out the world line and read it quietly by himself.
The original owner, Xiaochi Chi, is 14 years old.
My father was a toothbrush factory worker, and my mother, who was also working in a toothbrush factory, became a part of the layoff tide and worked as a female worker in a small food factory.
This couple, a counter-example to the development of modern marriage.
Because they were pregnant with Xiaochi Chi, two men and women who didn’t want to be responsible and weren’t very good at it got married, gave the child a perfunctory name, and let it grow wild in a perfunctory manner.
That’s why Xiaochi Chi has never liked to stay at home since she was a child.
He was willing to go to the abandoned railway tracks near the silo and walk for an afternoon until he was covered with a halo of colored clouds and sunset light.
As a child, Xiaochi Chi was romantic, sensitive, full of unrealistic fantasies, and with her outstanding appearance, she looked like a little monster who was born in the wrong place in a greasy and smoky silo.
Until one day, he waited for another little monster two years older than him.
Ying Lou, whose parents died in an accident, moved into her sister-in-law’s house, just down the street from Xiaochi Chi’s house.
Xiaochi Chi fell in love with this brother at first sight and took the initiative to pick his door, cheekily greeting and striking up a conversation.
Soon, the little monster and the little monster played together.
In the words of Xiaochi Chi, “Good-looking people should hang out with good-looking people.”
He and Ying Lou grew up together like this.
The word “grow up together” feels very light when you are in it, but only when you look back years later can you feel the different, heavy and joyful taste.
They ate ice cream together, had a blind little stray dog together, and played games together.
Ying Lou would stay with him, go to the bathroom with him, and give him problems.
Xiaochi Chi feels like she has an extra brother.
No, even having a biological brother may not be as good as Ying Lou.
Xiaochi Chi once asked Ying Lou why he should be nice to him.
When he asks this question, Ying Lou’s eyes droop slightly and she looks a little sad.
“I’m telling you, you don’t tell anyone.” Little Ying Lou said, “My mom had my brother, or sister, in her belly …… when something happened to her. It was still small, so small that even my mom didn’t know it was there. The first time I saw you, I couldn’t help but think that if it was still around, would it be as cute and as good as you in the future.”
Little Chi Xiao almost became a puffer fish when she heard that, “Well, I’m the replacement for your younger siblings, aren’t I?”
“At first, I did have a little …… for you but not anymore.” Ying Lou quickly gathered himself and gently smoothed his hair, “You’re not anyone, you’re just Xiaochi Chi .”
After the incident, Xiaochi Chi went home to reflect, feeling that he had behaved too badly at the time and had not taken care of Lou’s feelings, so he should have given him some compensation.
Somehow, he came up with the ghostly idea that he should not only be a brother, but a sister as well.
Xiaochi Chi borrowed one and bet Ying Lou that whoever lost would wear the dress and go out as a girl for a day, and then she would pretend to lose to him, so that Ying Lou might be happy.
The plan went quite well, but the only problem was that Xiaochi Chi had overestimated his tolerance.
Within a quarter of an hour of walking out of the house, Xiaochi Chi could no longer, tugging at the hem of her skirt in shame, unable to take a step, her face red with shame, refusing to go any further.
Ying Lou saw that his head was going to smoke, and did not want to watch him so embarrassed, so he took off his thin jacket, gave him to cover his face, and carried him back.
The two were very close when they were young.
This to be good, but also attracted criticism.
The silo is a place where people are prone to bad-mouthing, and there is a lot of talk that Xiaochi Chi is a small native local chicken and Ying Lou is a golden phoenix that accidentally flew into the mountain Ga Ga.
There are even good people in casual conversation, see downstairs to find Ying Lou play Xiaochi Chi, will smile and say, Chi Xiao ah, again to find your brother Lou? When your brother Lou becomes a phoenix and flies away, what will you do?
Xiaochi Chi thought clearly, “What do I do have to do with you?
But I don’t blame these people for chewing the cud.
Ying Lou has never come down from the top spot in the district since she settled down to study locally.
Xiaochi Chi’s own attitude toward learning is clear: “I hate learning.”
Ying Lou asked him, “Don’t you want to go to the same college as me and come with me.”
Xiaochi Chi smiled playfully: “I will not study after high school graduation. I’ll go to your university to sell popsicles and daily necessities, then you are only allowed to buy my family’s, no one else’s.”
Ying Lou cried and laughed: “Going to college is a very important thing. You are very smart kid, better not just decide your future.”
Xiaochi Chi asked him which university he wanted to enter.
Ying Lou said the name of a university.
Xiaochi Chi thought for a moment, “Then I’d better go sell popsicles.”
I was joking about it, but Ying Lou’s words also made Xiaochi Chi a little ambitious and vaguely unwilling from then on.
Ying Lou is a good boy in the eyes of some of the people in the building.
But excellent, itself is the cause of jealousy.
The other part, who do not believe that there is such a good boy in the world, but they cannot pick fault from his academics, manners and daily performance, can only stare in disbelief.
Aunt Chu’s semiconductor incident has finally given these people a chance to vent their frustrations.
Because of the semiconductors, Ying Lou’s reputation in the silo was in decline, and everyone was excitedly talking about Ying Lou’s unclean hands and feet, and at the end of the day, they would pretend to sigh, “Hey, it’s still the children of no parents, they didn’t raise them well when they were young.
Xiaochi Chi is angry and tries to take revenge on Ying Lou, but she is stopped by Ying Lou.
He was brought up by his parents, a good temper and good breeding, not so easily shaken.
Because of the loss of both parents, he has a sense of understanding and appreciation of the world that is rare in children of his age, in addition to his scholarly elegance.
Ying Lou is really not angry and sincerely feels that it is not worth it.
In the end, Xiaochi Chi was even angrier than he was as a client.
After hearing the relevant gossip, the parents actually showed a rare sense of responsibility by educating Xiaochi Chi at the dinner table and telling him to communicate less with Ying Lou, adding that their Chi children can have poor grades, but they can’t be brought up with bad morals.
Xiaochi Chi is furious to the core.
He stood up at the table and said, “In the past, when I played well with Lou, you guys didn’t care about me at all, and now after hearing some rumors, you act like you’re doing me a favor. Are you guys concerned about me, or are you afraid that I will lose your face?
Not surprisingly, after being slapped hard, his parents contacted Shoucheng Zhu, who lived next door, and asked him to tutor Xiaochi Chi during the summer of his second year and ordered him not to see Ying Lou again.
Shoucheng Zhu is a math teacher at a public school. He is in his fifties, with some graying hair, but still tall and fit.
Xiaochi Chi is already considered very well developed, the top of the hair is just about to his chest, even Ying Lou, but just to his chin.
His wife died early, leaving only a son and daughter-in-law to live in the city, while he chose to live alone and teach in the middle school in the urban-rural area, which, in his words, is “difficult to leave the homeland.
In the silo, he was a synonym of high moral and academic standing, and he was a warm-hearted person, so he was well respected by everyone.
But to Xiaochi Chi, Shoucheng Zhu was like a black pagoda. Although he had two or three lessons and was very gentle to Xiaochi Chi, always preparing orange juice and milk chocolate for him when he went to his home for tutoring, Xiaochi Chi still did not like the smell of him.
Of course, Xiaochi Chi doesn’t take such things too seriously.
What worried him the most was how to tell Ying Lou about it politely.
Then came that day.
That day was no different from any other day.
They went to feed dog meat together, during which they ran into Shoucheng Zhu and accidentally brought the matter to the surface.
Ying Lou advised Xiaochi Chi to listen to his parents and also made an appointment with him to meet him on the rooftop at 8:00 p.m. He was going to give him a small group tutorial.
Xiaochi Chi returned home full of joy.
Xiaochi Chi wanted to take a nap and go to Shoucheng Zhu for tutoring at three o’clock, but soon after he laid down, the squeaky fan on his head stopped.
Xiaochi Chi woke up from the heat, clicked the fan knob a few times, and pulled the light cord to confirm that the power was out.
The old silo was often in a similar condition, and Xiaochi Chi, nothing unexpected, skillfully flipped out the thick phone book and prepared to call the local electricity bureau to report the problem.
However, when I picked up the receiver, it was silent.
Xiaochi Chi had no choice but to get off the phone and roll back into bed.
Without the fan, the air heats up quickly, the cooler turns into a pie pan baked by fire, and the cracks are stained with sweat.
After tossing and turning in bed for a while, Xiaochi Chi suddenly heard a knock at the door.
He climbed up sweating with a bamboo-faced pillow in his arms: “…… Lou?”
“Chi Xiao, it’s me.” Outside is Shoucheng Zhu’s friendly voice, “Did you take a nap? The power is out, it’s hot, I have green bean ice at home, would you like to come.”
Xiaochi Chi hesitated for a moment, climbed up, put on an I-beam tank top and shorts, and opened the door.
Outside the door, Shoucheng Zhu, with his back to the light and his teeth bared, smiled at him with an unmistakable smile.
Xiaochi Chi glanced at the wall clock behind him, which read two o’clock, and held the back of his hand to block the light as he discussed with Shoucheng Zhu, “Teacher, I’ll go early today, can I leave class early?”
Ying Lou gave him a chocolate for lunch. If he could get out of class an hour early today, he would like to buy some chicken cake for Ying Lou while the pastry store is still open.
The curve of Shoucheng Zhu’s smile remained unchanged, as if it were a mask glued to his face.
The eyes behind the mask looked straight at Xiaochi Chi and said to him, “Yes.”
There are hardly any idle people in the silos, and during the day, everyone has to run for a living.
The most lively time of the day in the silo is in the evening, when middle-aged women are busy getting high on melon seeds, middle-aged men are busy drinking, and young couples are busy making out while their children are out playing, and pots and pans are ringing into one, making a smoky, flavorful world.
But on a summer afternoon, there is dead silence except for the chirping of cicadas.
Xiaochi Chi followed behind Shoucheng Zhu, holding his textbook, into the daylight, and then into the Zhu house with its thick iron gate.
With a loud bang, the iron door separated him from the outside world.
