I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

After wasting a lot of time with Amy, when I got home, Dad was already back.

The door of his room was open again, and he was sitting in front of the computer and chatting with someone by voice.

Seeing that I was back, he beckoned me to pass.

"Xiaolin, come here!"

"What are you doing? I haven't eaten yet!"

"Just come to Dad's place for a while! It's all right!"

I had to put the dinner and onions on the table and went into Dad's room.

Dad's room is the original study, and now he runs the store and sleeps here.

It turned out that the big bedroom was used as a warehouse because it always brought back sad memories of Dad, and half of the room was full of cardboard boxes.

However, the original double bed is still there, and my father is reluctant to throw it away, and he often cleans it and puts sanitary balls, fearing that it will be eaten by moths.

One afternoon, I happened to see Dad cleaning the double bed in the big house.Under the sun, the expression on his face was very lonely.

I couldn't see Dad's eyes clearly due to the reflection of sunlight from the glasses, but the slightly opened mouth and the curves of the face were like marble sculptures of ancient Greek tragic figures.

I am very afraid of Dad's expression, and I am also afraid of the double bed.

I never once slept on it, and once suggested that Dad get rid of the bed.

Dad always smiled and said: It can still be used, and it is very strong. In case guests come, this place can be used as a guest room.

I don't think it's polite to let guests sleep in the middle of half a room full of adult stuff.

Compared with the big bedroom, Dad's study room is very messy, with bookshelves, computer desks, desktops, sofa chairs with wheels, printers and printing paper scattered on the floor... It looks like Afghanistan that was just bombed by the US military.

On the four corners of the ceiling of the study room hangs a strip of rice paper four feet three in size, like a white cloth for mourning.

On the rice paper is a self-encouraging poem written by my father with a brush:

As deep as the sea, as unyielding as a mountain, as leisurely as a cloud, as persevering as a bamboo

Lonely as an eagle, diligent as an ant

Happiness is like a moth to a flame, oblivion is like sand in the wind

Meditation is like the silence after death, and letting go is like loving without regret

It should be, something similar to Pu Songling's self-examination couplet, but this is just something my father wrote out of a whim.

The incentives for himself are really limited, he will indulge in the sad memories of his mother after only a short time of enthusiasm (otherwise he will be content to watch H comics).

On the contrary, I think it's a little handsome, and I can't help but practice it myself.

It would be great if that sentence was not as lonely as an eagle, but as lonely as a wolf.

Seeing these four mourning cloths, I reminded myself again: Don't fall into Ren Xiaoqin's trap.

People say that time can dilute everything, but I didn't feel that the toxins my mother left in my father's body showed any signs of being diluted.

It is safer to be a lone wolf.

On Dad's computer screen, a profile picture of a friend called "A Movie Leads the People" is flashing.

Don't even think about it, this guy must be Director Cao.

"Father, what are you doing! I told you that I don't want to be an actor in kung fu movies! Besides, such an unreliable director...you're so stupid, I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

"Father is wrong. He shouldn't have tricked you into delivering the courier."

Dad clasped his hands together in a spineless beg for forgiveness.

"But Director Cao wants to use voice chat to say a few words to you, it's a serious matter!"

Serious business?Is there any serious business in this big loss?

I connected to the voice chat, and Director Cao's voice sounded like he was killing a pig.

"Little Yezi! You are so worthless! I'm going to be killed by you!!"

"what?"

I didn't expect him to scold me as soon as he came up.

"Hey, hey, even if I don't want to play Jinling evil young master, you don't have to scold me, do you?"

"Who told you that I was talking about Jinling Evil Young Master!"

Director Cao looked even more angry.

"Although I really hope that you can come to play this role in your true colors, but today there are more important things! It's a big thing!!"

I waited for him to say what a big deal.

"That's right—one of the H manga that you sent today is missing a page!! I just saw it last night, and it turned out to be missing a page!!"

My face instantly became embarrassing.

"The manufacturer will be responsible for missing pages. Our store is very trustworthy and will replace it with a new one for you."

"But I'm so sad! That page happens to be the ** part, and it's the scene where Lolita's discipline committee member is humiliated to the extreme. I want to see the expression on her face!"

The tone was extremely exaggerated, with a terrible resentment as if climbing up from the abyss of hell.

A big man, crying to his son's classmates about his misfortune in watching H manga, is really ashamed.

Dad was listening by the side, also with a wry smile on his face.

Finally, I promised Director Cao that he would bring him a new book tomorrow. As for the old books with missing pages, he would ask his son Cao Jingshen to bring them to me.

Letting a 14-year-old son handle the H comics he bought, is it really good for the growth of teenagers?

But I don't have the position to say such things. After all, the H comics that their father and son watched were sold to them by our father and son.

And with Cao Jingshen's virtue, there is no room for further degeneration, right?

In the end, Director Cao also instructed: Don’t bring the plastic package over, but take off the plastic film and take a closer look at the printing of 72p. If there is another page missing, he will fly to Hong Kong and burn down that publishing house.

The h manga to be replaced is the fifth book in the series "Ultimate Tutor xxx".

Just in case, I tore off the plastic film and flipped through it. The protagonist of this H manga uses the weakness of the girls in the same class to intimidate and humiliate them in class. blush.

There is no problem with printing, just put it in a school bag and exchange it with little fat man Cao Jingshen tomorrow.

Because my dad has eaten out, so today's dinner is eaten by me alone.

The sauced beef is very salty, and the meatballs are a bit hard.

I left Amy's precious potato chips and Coke quietly in the corner of my bedroom.

Try to ask Amy out before the shelf life expires, and let her eat meat.

It's a pity that a small American star who has made a record has never even eaten potato chips.

The next morning I went out for a run without having breakfast.

Without sandbags, I went out with my schoolbag on my back and ran, which is the right to carry a heavy load.

I ran three laps around Dongshan Lake, hadn't practiced for two days, and was a little sweaty.

An old man in a purple kung fu shirt was punching by the lake, and when he saw me, he gave me a slight nod.

I often see this old man who practices martial arts, and he always gets up earlier than me.

Maybe it's because I didn't see me exercising in the past two days, so I thought I gave up halfway.

After exercising, I took a road that I don't usually take, and went to school all the way.

In this way, Xiaoqin can't ambush me halfway, right?

Sure enough, I didn't see Xiaoqin in the first class.

I used the textbook as a cover while eating the bean paste bread I bought from the small shop, feeling a little bit sorry.

Xiaoqin is standing in the cold wind on the playground, is she being punished to stand?

When the first get out of class was over, Xiaoqin walked in with her schoolbag on her back and sat back in her seat with a sad face.

"Why are you late by yourself this time?"

The big speaker came over laughingly and asked, but seeing the expressions on the faces of me and Xiaoqin, it seemed that he could read the embarrassment in the air.

"Is there a fight?"

The loudspeaker walked back to the middle of the classroom awkwardly, and went to exchange gossip with his partner PHS.

Xiaoqin lowered her head to prepare the textbook for the next class, without looking at me at all.

Suddenly feel a little lonely.

"Cuckoo..."

It seems that someone's stomach is growling.

Xiaoqin blushed.

"Are you hungry? Didn't you have breakfast?"

I asked.

"Well... I didn't eat it. I wanted to wait for classmate Ye Lin to eat together, but I didn't see anyone after waiting for a long time..."

I didn't wait until I came to school by myself!Why are you so stubborn, you have to wait until you are late!

"Although I guessed that Ye Lin might have taken another path, I thought to myself: What if, what if something happens to me?"

"Accident? What accident can I have?"

"Being bitten by a dog, hit by a car, or captured by aliens or something..."

Hey, are you really worried about me?You're not cursing me because I tricked you?And why do aliens want to catch me?Does it have special research value because of its short legs?Even if I was bitten by a dog or hit by a car, you found a way to help, but what can you do in the face of aliens?Do you have the confidence to defeat aliens?Is your martial arts so high that even aliens are ignored?

Could there be such a scene?While grabbing the alien's tentacles, he slammed it into the electric pole, and roared: "Damn Namek! My old lady can clean you up with only two transformations!"

Thinking a little too far.

He took out half a loaf of bread from the desk and handed it to Xiaoqin.

"Why don't you eat this first to pad your stomach? I bought two pieces of bread this morning, and there is still half of it left."

Xiaoqin accepted it gratefully.

I didn't eat it, but put it in the sun to observe carefully, as if searching for some new world on the bread.

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm searching for classmate Ye Lin's glistening saliva, so I can kiss indirectly!"

"Give it back to me! If you don't eat it, give it back to me!"

I broke off the half piece of bread with my hands, so there will be no saliva at all!

Seeing me stretch out my hand in a gesture of snatching it, Xiaoqin took a bite of the bread, almost biting my outstretched hand.

"Mrumru~?"

Why are you making that noise!Don't you keep silent while eating?Why do you make strange noises while staring at my face while eating my bread!

Could it be... that you regard me as a condiment for the meal?

I am really exhausted physically and mentally by you, so I will exchange that H manga with Cao Jingshen during the recess.