Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 70: Behind the Angel (3)
Xia Tong stood awkwardly on the seat, stumbled and recited a few words, finally bit his lip, lowered his head, and twisted his fingers with difficulty.

The Chinese teacher threw the book on the podium angrily: "I've never seen a student as stupid as you. It's fine if you're stupid. If you don't work hard yourself, you are really hopeless. Do you want to keep another grade this year?" ?”

Xia Tong stared blankly at her and quickly shook her head, so frightened that she didn't know what to say.

"Stand at the back and leave after school! Qin Jin, watch her recite." The Chinese teacher turned to a boy and said.

"Understood." The boy whose name was called raised his head, nodded lightly, and turned to look at Xia Tong with contempt and impatience.

Qin Jin is the representative of the Chinese class in the class and the teacher's most trusted little helper. Every time the teacher leaves someone to endorse, Qin Jin will watch over him. He and Xia Tong are also old friends, because every time the teacher leaves behind someone There must be Xia Tong among people.

Qin Jin hates Xia Tong very much. He always feels that Xia Tong's aggrieved appearance makes people want to bully him, so he often laughs at her with his classmates for repeating the grade. Every time she stays with other classmates When recitation, he always let her recite it last, even if she recited it first, he would let her recite it last.

It was the same this time, the four remaining students finished memorizing, Qin Jin turned his head to look at Xia Tong, but Xia Tong was sitting on the seat, holding the book in both hands, watching silently, without making a sound or at all. I want to find out what happened to his back.

So stupid, I still can't memorize it.Qin Jin couldn't help but contemptuously said in his heart, he took out his math homework and started to do it, the sky was getting dark, Xia Tong still had no intention of going to him to endorse.

Qin Jin finally got impatient with waiting. He walked to Xia Tong's desk, knocked on her desk, and asked with a frown, "Hey, do you want to recite it?"

Xia Tong raised his head, looked at him gently, and shook his head: "I still don't know how to recite."

Xia Tong's eyes, full of grievances, are like stars shining at night, so bright that they are not stained with a speck of dust. His face, which is usually not eye-catching, looks so pure and fresh under the afterglow of the setting sun. A ray of holy light gently surrounded her.

Qin Jin blinked, and couldn't help but think in his heart: She's still quite cute, why is she so stupid? "You recite it, I can remind you."

Anyway, he wanted to go home for dinner, so he didn't put water on her because she was cute.

Xia Tong looked at him hesitantly, Qin Jin pulled her book over and sat on the seat in front of her: "Recite it."

"Um……"

"Back!"

"What's the first sentence?"

"..." Hey, she is too stupid, she has been sitting in the classroom for an hour, and she doesn't even know the first sentence!Damn, he's still hungry and wants to go home for dinner.

Xia Tong looked at Qin Jin's breakdown, and scratched her head in embarrassment. In fact, she didn't read the book at all, and didn't read a word. She kept thinking about why Qu Weiran didn't come to school.

"Forget it, let's go home." Qin Jin threw the book to Xia Tong.

"No more?"

"I will report to the teacher. You haven't recited it by six o'clock in the evening. I want to go home for dinner, so I let you go home."

"Oh." Xia Tong nodded, packed her schoolbag and carried it on her shoulders, and walked out of the classroom.

"Hey, the teacher will definitely scold people, aren't you afraid?"

Xia Tong thought for a while and said, "I'm used to it."

"Ha, you are so thick-skinned. The teacher will definitely punish you for standing on the wall tomorrow." Qin Jin picked up his schoolbag, followed Xia Tong's footsteps, and walked out of the school with her.

Xia Tong didn't talk much, but Qin Jin talked a lot. He kept talking about the cartoons he had been watching recently, making gestures while talking. The movement, shouted: "Tianma Meteor Fist!"

Xia Tong, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly grabbed him and gave him a "shh".

Qin Jin kept the shape of Tianma Meteor Fist, and listened curiously.

"Meow meow……"

The meow of the kitten made Qin Jin's eyes widen in surprise. He hopped and ran to the front of the flowerbed on the side of the road, pushed aside the bushes, and a small white cat appeared. The kitten was only the size of a mouse. Xia Tong held it with both hands Hold it in your palm.

"Hey, so cute, so small." Qin Jin stretched out his hand to touch the cat in amazement. The cat's body was covered with dust. After Qin Jin touched it twice, his hand turned black.

The kitten kept its eyes half open and meowed in Xia Tong's palm. Qin Jin touched it and said, "It must be hungry, right?"

"Yeah." Xia Tong looked at the cat in her palm, its body was attached to her palm, she felt its warmth, the kitten's limbs struggled weakly, and often grabbed Xia Tong's wrist, which hurt a little , but perfectly tolerable.

Xia Tong used to raise cats when she was in her hometown, and this kitten looked unweaned. If no one carefully fed it, it would die within two days.

"Ah, by the way, I still have milk in my schoolbag, give it to the cat." Qin Jin took out a box of milk from his schoolbag, took out all the pens in his pencil case, and poured the milk into the pencil case Here, carefully bring it to the kitten's mouth to let it drink.

But the kitten didn't appreciate it at all, turned its head and refused to drink.

Qin Jin was a little anxious: "Why doesn't it drink?"

"Cats are too young to drink like that." She dipped her finger in some milk and put it in the cat's mouth.

"Oh, so it's going to be like this." Qin Jin also dipped his finger in the milk and fed the kitten.

The kitten didn't want to eat it at first, but the two children couldn't help it to refuse, and stuffed the milk on their fingers directly into its mouth again and again.

"Can your family have a cat?" Xia Tong asked while feeding the kitten.

"Ah, my family, no, my mother is most afraid of animals, especially cats and dogs. God knows how much I want to raise a big dog." Qin Jin complained in his tone, "Can your family raise it?"

"No." Xia Tong replied without hesitation. She herself has no one willing to raise it, let alone the cat she picked up.
The two finally decided to keep it secretly by themselves, instead of taking it home, they found a cardboard box, put the kitten in it, and hid it in the corner downstairs of Qin Jin's house.

That night, Qin Jin secretly took towels, small iron bowls, milk, small steamed buns, boiling water, and also found the milk bottles he used when he was a child, and put them in a box together. There were two small yellow croakers caught on the dining table, and they were reluctant to eat them, so they secretly wrapped them in plastic bags and put them in their schoolbags.

Also at the same time, in the same yard, in a room not far from Xia Tong's home, a boy was sitting on the bed, holding a thick copy of "One Thousand and One Nights" in both hands, his eyes stared blankly. The pages of the book have not been turned for a long time.

The door was gently pushed open, and a thin man walked in, with a rich dinner in his hands, a gentle and refined smile on his lips, he tilted his head slightly, looked at the boy and said softly: "Eat!" Oh, it's dinner."

The boy silently flipped through the book in his hand.

The man walked over, put the tray in his hand on the bedside table, bent down, and asked apologetically and flatteringly, "Are you still angry with Dad?"

The boy suddenly raised his head and stared at him indifferently. His beautiful face was covered with black and blue bruises, there was a split wound at the corner of his mouth, and there were purple-black pinch marks on his slender neck.

The man frowned slightly, raised his hand, touched the wound on his face lightly, narrowed his eyes, and smiled brightly: "Forgive me, Qu Weiran."

The boy's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were full of stubbornness and fear...

(End of this chapter)