Ning Xi took the medicine and lay on the bed reading a book. His head was groggy. It was almost evening. He heard the sound of pots and pans colliding in the yard outside and watched a group of children chasing and playing with basketballs...
I'm really not used to it.
He got out of bed, put on his shirt, took off his headphones, looked at the book in his hand, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
Xing Cheng once said that what he admired most about him was that he could recite English texts while listening to songs without making any mistakes in any words.
Ning Xi dug out a wooden box from under the bed. It hadn't been cleaned for a few days and had accumulated a lot of dust. When he opened the lid, he saw that the box was filled with the things that Xing Cheng had hung down from the upstairs every time.
When he was a child, he had spinning tops, excavators, racing car models, and toy guns. At that time, Xingcheng didn't understand why his brother always refused to accept his toys, and he even asked for money to buy a Barbie doll. He hung one up, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and almost got hacked across the street by Ning Xi, who had been very proud since childhood.
At that time, every time Ning Xi was scolded at home and punished to stand by the window, when the curtain was pulled, he could always see Xing Cheng jumping up and down in the yard.
Xing Cheng was not just playing. During the hot summer, he would go to the pond behind the yard to collect one or two dragonflies, and then carefully bring them to his brother's window.
Ning Xi leaned on the edge of the bed and recalled quietly.
When he was nine years old, a dragonfly flew out and let Ning Xi's entire summer go.
After the seventh day after Grandpa Xing’s death, Xing Cheng returned to school on time.
The Dongjiao Funeral Home is some distance away from Qingyang District. During this period, many people in the Xing family stayed in nearby hotels instead of going home. Xing Cheng was the eldest grandson, so he had even less free time.
He only called Ning Xi when he had some free time these days to ask about his well-being. He was so busy that he was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Not long after Xing Cheng returned to school, Ren Mei and her group rushed up to him and handed him their homework books: "Brother, do you want to copy your homework?"
Everyone knew that something had happened in Xingcheng's family, and no one dared to offend him.
On the day of his senior year, he was taken to a physical examination. Xing Cheng went to classes three and four twice but couldn't find Ning Xi. Feeling depressed, he returned to class.
Ren Mei started by saying that Ning Xi had lost his qualification for admission to university. Xing Cheng knew exactly why and he almost punched the wall of the classroom, determined to make a bloody hole in it.
We are not children anymore and we must be responsible for our words and actions.
On the other side, Ning Xi closed his eyes and slowly recalled what he had done in the eight years since he was twelve years old, and what he had lost in his youth?
It was like falling into an endless abyss, opening up another world belonging to adults.
It seems that this is the case for many people. Time is like a ruthless person behind us, constantly kicking the stumbling child in front of us, urging him to grow up...
——I finally grew up.
--I grew up.
——How come I grew up?
Before Ning Xi fell asleep, he recalled that when he was in the third year of high school, Xing Cheng was in the first year. This guy always got up very early, but arrived at school when he was almost late. He would hang around the entrance of the third year of high school, and when he bumped into him, he would casually say hello and shout "good morning".
Every time he played the guitar upstairs, he would send me a voice message, as if he was afraid that I couldn't hear him.
I don't know if Xingcheng is still playing that guitar. Do you still remember the melody you once played for yourself?
Xingcheng felt that the road to school every day was much wider.
The cars speeding by on the small street in front of his home no longer seemed to be taking up so much road. Even the flowers tied in the hair of several elementary school girls passing by the community gate did not seem so dazzling to Xing Cheng.
The whole street was covered with withered yellow leaves.
A few days later, two evenings before the senior high school diagnostic results came out, Xing Cheng heard that the newsstand at the school gate had received the latest newspapers for this year's entrance examination, so he dragged a few of his buddies to grab them for Ning Xi before the get out of class was over.
In order to avoid unnecessary questions, the school told all senior high school students the titles of the books and asked them to buy their own. Naturally, the newsstand at the school gate became a place that everyone had to go to.
Qingyang District is the district with the most key high schools in Chengdu. The test materials sold in the newsstands on every street are snapped up, not to mention those on Shizhong Road.
Before the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Xing Cheng was the first to go out, pretending to have a stomachache and a leg pain. As he was a future national athlete who was being trained by the school team, the class monitor couldn't say anything about guarding the last self-study session, so he just let him go.
Ren Mei was the second one to run out and followed Xing Cheng over the wall. As soon as they left the school, they ran to the newsstand near the school. They waited for the delivery man to hang up the entrance examination newspaper and bought three copies in one go.
Together with the ones that Xing Cheng's brothers helped to snatch after school, there were ten books in total. Ning Xi was stunned when he got them.
He took a deep breath, not understanding how he had snatched up so many books, so he bought two and asked Xing Cheng to sell the remaining eight to his senior high school classmates at the original price.
Xing Cheng was so tired from snatching the books that he naturally didn't pay the original price. He charged five yuan more for each book and made a profit of forty yuan.
When he got home in the evening, he went to the best barbecue stall in Qingyang District and made a midnight snack for his brother.
Xing Cheng was afraid that the midnight snack would get cold, so he wrapped it in his school uniform and hung it on his wrist. He rode his bicycle, speeding through the streets and alleys, and ran to his brother in the cool night breeze.
Whenever the night breeze lifted the hem of his school uniform, he would always think of a photo that had been sold at a high price by a girl in the first year of high school.
He and Ning Xi were both wearing azure school uniforms, fighting hard on the basketball court, evenly matched. Because of the backlight, a cluster of sunlight bloomed from the middle of their tossing the ball, outlining the contours of the two people particularly perfectly.
Xing Cheng still remembers the class before the game. He was very nervous throughout the whole class, and kept spinning the compass and pen, and the tip of the compass almost pierced the back of Ren Mei's hand.
There was even a "Ning" carved quietly on the desk surface under the textbooks, but the character "玺" had too many strokes, so forget it.
There was still plenty of time, so he could carve slowly, stroke by stroke.
It was already mid-January and the courses for Class 2-3 of Senior High School were coming to the end of the semester.
Xingcheng had no time to bother his brother every night. He worked hard to memorize his lessons in the bedroom. His mother cooked chicken soup and bone soup at night, which made Xingcheng feel comfortable all over. After memorizing for a while, he simply stopped and had a midnight snack.
Xing Cheng occasionally went downstairs in the dark under the pretext of bringing soup to his brother. Seeing Ning Xi had no energy to review, he felt very distressed.
Xing Cheng reached out and touched the dark circles under his eyes, but still couldn't help but say something to him: "Are you going to get a score of 750?"
Ning Xi knew that his brother felt sorry for him, so he replied, "Can you test me half as well as I can? Come back and talk about me when you do."
Xing Cheng was choked and speechless, and he became mute when the topic of grades was mentioned.
Xingcheng placed the prepared soup bowl on the small table, shouted "good night", and instantly jumped out of the room and ran back to recite his liberal arts exam, as if he had regained his lost strength.
Xingcheng felt that he had grown a little taller.
It's time to bow your head.
In fact, Xingcheng has attached great importance to family values ​​since he was a child. His family education is relatively traditional and his values ​​are very positive. His parents understand everything, ancient and modern, new and old, and they have a high level of education.
Naturally, we should be more open in the education of adolescent teenagers.
In the eyes of his parents, Xing Cheng doesn't have any major problems except that he loves fighting.
However, Xingcheng had been climbing through the window recently, which made his father suspicious. After all, he was a soldier, and when he saw the footprints on the balcony, he felt something was wrong.
Later, Xing Cheng felt that the noise was a bit too loud and began to find ways to cover up the shoe prints.
After covering it up like this, his father thought more and subconsciously thought that he was out having a premature love affair with someone else, or that he went out at night to surf the Internet.
On the day that Xingcheng's father was following him, it happened that Xingcheng had no soup to drink that night, so naturally he missed out on his brother's midnight snack.
When he reached the first floor, he did not rush into his brother's room. Instead, he wandered towards the gate of the community. After walking a few blocks, he saw a late-night snack shop and packed some porridge to take home.
This is the first night.
On the second night, Xingcheng's father was still waiting for Xingcheng in the community, but he didn't see him. The light was too dim and he didn't see where he turned.
On the third night, the father was also impatient and opened the door just as Xingcheng climbed onto the windowsill.
My father, who had been a soldier, shouted like thunder: "Stop!"
Xing Cheng shuddered all over. If it were based on his usual temper, he would definitely jump down in front of his father. But when he thought that his brother would also be implicated if he jumped down, he gave up the thought and turned around obediently, put his long legs on the windowsill, and dared not move.
Not only did he not dare to move, he didn't even dare to say a word.
Immediately afterwards, Xingcheng's father gave him at least an hour of sex education and life safety education.
He listened with his ears perked up, a piece of Ferrero Rocher in his palm.
He had snatched it from Ren Mei in the afternoon. The gold foil in his hand made a crackling sound when he touched it, and his palms were so hot that they would melt if he held it for any longer.
It's really mind-boggling.
Naturally, Xing Cheng did not get what he wanted that night. His father punished him by making him stand at attention against the wall until late at night.
It was finally four or five o'clock, and Xing Cheng stood up straight, not daring to sleep, not even daring to bend down a bit.
Standing straight, he stared at the darkness in the living room, trying to find some light from it.
Before standing in the corner as punishment, Xing Cheng ran to the bathroom on the pretext of having to go to the bathroom, and hid there to send a message to Ning Xi.
X: "Don't wait for me."
Do not disturb: "Ah?"
X: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep first, you should get up early and not stay up too late."
Do not disturb: "Okay."
When Ning Xi replied, Xing Cheng's father knocked on the bathroom door and asked him if he wanted to stand in the bathroom as punishment.
Xing Cheng didn't dare to stay any longer, so he quickly sent a moon emoticon and added a love heart, then turned off his phone and put it in his pocket.
That year's journey was frivolous and stubborn.
Every night when I climb from the second floor to the first floor, I am so determined.
The moment he descended from the sky, he was only there for the sea.
The next afternoon after school, Xingcheng ran to the senior year to wait for him.
Xing Cheng agreed to take his brother to Jiuyan Bridge to eat fish after the diagnostic test. He even reserved a seat specifically, asking for a window seat with a good view.
They said that it would cost an extra 30 yuan to reserve a good window seat, so Xingcheng gritted his teeth and agreed.
It was near the end of the semester and the senior class was dismissed a little earlier. Xing Cheng was about to doze off while standing on the steps at the classroom door. When the bell rang, he still had the habit of posing. He immediately stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets, and stared at the back door of Class 3-4.
Boys and girls in school uniforms passed by him one after another, and most of them turned their heads back.
Xing Cheng's vision was not affected at all. He just looked in the direction he wanted to look, looking for the person waiting.
After dinner, they took the bus in the evening.
What is rare is that they encountered a pink sky.
On the bus, there were many students in school uniforms, adults who had just got off work, and some cheering children. Most of them were holding their mobile phones or opening their eyes wide to look at the scenery outside the window.
In the evening of that day in Chengdu, the clouds in the sky were almost transparent, and the entire sky appeared a pure pink.
The clouds are thick, the water vapor is critical, the angle of sunlight is low, the red and orange light is refracted, and the pink color of the clouds above wraps the city with a strawberry-flavored sweetness.
The bus was stopping and starting in the downtown area, with several sudden brakes. Xing Cheng stood quietly behind Ning Xi, holding the handle with his left hand and his right hand on the wristband of the seat, and took advantage of his height to gently approach him.
Ning Xi could no longer hear the exclamations of the citizens around him about the pink sky today, his mind was full of Xing Cheng standing behind him.
Xing Cheng was also looking at this rare pink sky and whispered, "Look outside."
Ning Xi nodded without saying anything.
The two people looked at the pink along the way. As the bus went up and down the bridges, the scenery outside the window became even more beautiful.
More and more people got on the bus. Ning Xi felt a little uncomfortable because of the squeezing and leaned towards Xing Cheng.
Ning Xi turned her head slightly and saw the school uniform badge on Xing Cheng's chest. The zipper was half open, revealing a dark grey pullover with a small part of his neck exposed...
Ning Xi looked straight ahead, looking at the city under the pink sky, the tall buildings , the people coming and going, and the street lights that were already dimly lit.
Ning Xi couldn't help but looked up at him.
Xing Cheng felt the gaze and lowered his head slightly to meet Ning Xi's.
In Ning Xi's eyes, Xing Cheng's eyes were free and bright, and he was energetic and handsome. Against such a pink background, he looked pure, ignorant, natural and high-spirited.
The moon in the sky was becoming sleepy, and the light inside the car reflected the two people's young faces brightly and dimly.
The bus moved forward, chasing a white dove holding a rose in its mouth.
Ning Xi will always be grateful to Xing Cheng. She is grateful that he rode a bicycle that cost one yuan per kilometer at the school gate and rushed to her.
His carefully groomed short hair was messy because of the wind, and his summer-red cheeks seemed hot and warm.
In this family atmosphere of impending storm, Xing Cheng welcomed the winter break of his second year of high school.
The final exams in early January were pushed to the middle of the month because the school required make-up classes. I finally had a holiday on the 20th.
This year's Spring Festival is in mid-February, which means the winter vacation lasts forty days. Now there is something fun to do.
The second year of high school was released half a month earlier than the third year. After the final exam, a group of boys ran to the corridor as usual, threw their books downstairs, and shouted "Liberation!" They rushed into the classroom and fiddled with the drawers, took out all the draft papers and pencil bags and stuffed them into their schoolbags, and ran home as fast as they could.
Ning Xi, who was a senior student upstairs, naturally heard the shouting downstairs.
He has no control over a group of teenage boys with excessive hormone secretion, but since his brother is among them, he has to talk about it.
Xing Cheng had just thrown a completed math workbook downstairs when he saw Ning Xi coming down from upstairs. Standing at the corner of the stairs, his hands in his school uniform pockets, he frowned and said, "Xing Cheng, pick it up."
Ren Mei was carrying a pile of books and came out, laughing wildly behind him: "Xing Cheng! Go quickly!"
Xing Cheng ran downstairs without saying a word.
On the evening of the winter break for my second and first year high school students, the school held a Spring Festival Gala.
The performance was performed by students from the first and second year of high school, while students from the third year of high school came to watch and relax.
The venue was set up on the school playground. The school spent some money to build a stage and arranged the second-year high school students to sit at the back, the third-year high school students to sit at the front, and the first-year high school students to sit in the middle.
In the huge playground, all the students in the school were wearing school uniforms and coats, sitting on the stools that had been moved down, craning their necks to watch the performances on the stage, including songs, dances and skits. It was very lively.
The entire sky in the stone seemed to be in endless darkness, but the clusters of starlight on the stage illuminated each other's faces, regardless of their age.
The songs at the evening party are all must-order songs in KTV, and a school-wide chorus has become an annual tradition.
As the familiar melody sounded, the atmosphere on the playground began to boil, the lights shone on the stage, and the students below took out their mobile phones, turned on their flashlights, and shook their arms along with the melody, presenting a large sea of ​​​​splendid stars.
Xing Cheng took advantage of this opportunity to sneak around the venue from the back seat and jump to the front seat for the senior students.
Ning Xi always sat at the edge every year. He was watching quietly when he suddenly saw Xing Cheng squatting beside him.
Xing Cheng grabbed a fluorescent stick in his hand and flicked it with a "snap". The fluorescent color slowly lit up.
He buckled it into a bracelet, took Ning Xi's hand and gently put it on his hand.
That night, at the cultural evening party held by the school every year, Ning Xi raised his wrist for the first time.
He raised his chin to look at the faint blue glow on his wrist.
The sound on the stage was quite loud, and the atmosphere was very lively. Xing Cheng spoke a little louder: "Do you like it?"
Ning Xi couldn't hear clearly, and replied subconsciously: "Ah?"
The sound of the venue was still too loud, and Xing Cheng also got excited and shouted at the top of his voice: "Do you like it?"
Ning Xi heard it clearly now, looked at the fluorescent stick, and put a rare smile on his face: "I like it!"
Xing Cheng half-crouched and stood up, climbing up beside him, no longer caring about what songs were being sung or what music was playing, but just tightly grasped Ning Xi's shoulders and shouted again: "Do you like it?"
Most boys of his age are dominated by emotions. When rationality and sensibility are mixed together, the whole person becomes a mess.
In this enthusiastic atmosphere, everyone around was busy cheering and screaming, and the dance on the field also increased the volume...
Xing Cheng lowered his voice, and his voice was full of the charm of a young boy.
"Do you like it this way?"
Ning Xi was startled by the hot air beside his ears, and his voice became louder: "I like it!"
In just this instant, Xing Cheng suddenly wanted to go back and finish carving the word "玺" on his desk.
One is “尔” and the other is “玉”.
Life is short, nothing more than that.
But when I met him, the golden wind and jade dew were better than countless things in this world.
Although Xing Cheng had already anticipated the answer, the happiness and innocence on Ning Xi's face at this moment was something Xing Cheng had not seen for a long time.
This is the last school-organized party before they graduate from their senior year of high school. The next one will probably be the graduation ceremony.
Xing Cheng suddenly recalled the graduation ceremony a year ago. He was sitting in the audience, looking at the seniors who came up to the stage one by one with a smile to receive scholarships, and he felt mixed emotions.
His brother should have been among these students who received scholarships from major universities.
Halfway through the show, Xing Cheng's legs became numb from squatting. He grabbed the cuff of Ning Xi's school uniform, ran to the back of the crowded playground, found a seat in the last row, and the two of them sat down.
Ning Xi's heart was beating very fast. The blue fluorescent stick on his wrist was particularly conspicuous, as if it had a lifeline. It flickered in the darkness, like a dolphin leaping out of the sea...
A song and dance show on the stage had just ended, and all the people sitting in the front stood up and applauded and screamed. The cheers echoed over the playground. The headlights on the stage were shining, and the shining rays cast a sharp outline on half of Xingcheng's face.
The moment everyone in front stood up, Xing Cheng suddenly pulled down the zipper of his school uniform, stood up and stood in front of Ning Xi, blocking all the light.
The curtain call music on the stage was still playing and the lights were bright, but Ning Xi could not see anything.
All that was visible was the faint light blocked out by the azure blue school uniforms.
When the final grades came out, Xingcheng was competing with a group of brothers in the board game room, and his brain was almost burnt out.
The board game room was filled with smoke, and Xing Cheng choked several times. The person who lit the cigarette had to put it out.
The final grades were sent directly to the class group. Ren Mei opened them one by one and started reading after asking for consent. When she read Xing Cheng, she was stunned for a moment.
Ren Mei exited WeChat and logged in again, not believing her eyes: "Xing Cheng, you scored over 400?"
Xing Cheng ignored the exclamations from the people around him, still holding the cards in his hand, and said nervously, "Four hundred or so?"
Ren Mei was simply shocked: "Four hundred and thirty, only forty points away from the undergraduate line!"
Xing Cheng snorted and laughed, determined to win. His expression was fierce and arrogant , but the slightly raised corner of his mouth betrayed his joy. He picked up a card and smashed it on the table: "What kind of school can I go to in Beijing?"
This time he should have achieved half of his brother's, right? He has made so much progress, so he should ask for some reward, right?
Ren Mei couldn't bear to see Xing Cheng like this, so she said sarcastically, "Forget it. With your grades, you can probably get into a vocational school in Chengdu."
Actually, it’s not a big deal. With this grade, I can only go to a junior college.
Xing Cheng sighed, picked up his phone and looked at the calendar. The Chinese New Year was about ten days away, and Ning Xi hadn't had his winter vacation yet, so he would probably be gone by the twenty-sixth or twenty-seventh of the lunar year.
Just after the winter vacation, Xing Cheng drove with his parents to Aba Prefecture, where they captured the Luding Bridge. Along the way, they brought back a lot of beef jerky and other things, and he bought some of them to send to Ning Xi.
I was still taking extra classes in my senior year of high school. I would get up at six o'clock every day, go to school in the dark, and finish classes at nine o'clock in the evening.
Xing Cheng naturally followed his brother's schedule every day. He was afraid of being discovered by his father, so he didn't even dare to climb over the wall. He had to go out early in the morning, have breakfast at around 7 or 8, come back, clean the house, and help his mother buy groceries.
Otherwise, I would be disliked by my mother as I am such a grown-up.
Ning Xi sent the extra entrance examination newspaper to Ying Yuchen. The two compared the choices and found that one was from Beijing and the other was from Chengdu, which did not match at all.
Ying Yuchen originally wanted to take the exam to return to Beijing, but probably because of his brother, he wanted to stay in Chengdu. But in short, with their grades, neither place would be a problem.
Ning Xi was determined to stay away from Chengdu, and started looking at schools in Beijing on the entrance examination application form.
Last year Ning Xi planned to apply to Renmin University. If he can do better in the exam this year, he will apply to a better school.
If that doesn't work, Shanghai is also a good choice...
In short, he just wanted to stay away from this place. He was almost suffocated by family and financial pressure.
He thought of other people’s junior and senior high school days, when they would lie on their desks and take a short rest in the drowsy afternoons, with the sound of cicadas and birds chirping in their ears and the sunshine outside the window.
And I was forced to study, suffocating but unyielding, even afraid of falling asleep, I dared to poke myself with a compass.
Ning Xi knew that studying was his only way out.
Xing Cheng did not use the winter vacation to look for a job. Instead, he followed his father to several companies, learned to ride a motorcycle, and made some extra money by delivering things for others.
He feels that riding a motorcycle and riding a bicycle are two completely different things. If he were older, he would probably dare to just ride his dad's Hummer H2 and show off on the streets.
While traveling in wind and rain, Ning Xi began to worry about whether he should go to his mother's house to celebrate the Spring Festival this year.
Last year during the Spring Festival, he went to have a family reunion dinner, but left before the skit was shown on the Spring Festival Gala. He didn't even take a taxi, but walked all the way back.
There are a lot of immigrants in the city, but actually there are relatively few people from other provinces. Most of them are from major cities in Sichuan Province. During the Chinese New Year and other holidays, the city is basically empty.
It was windy and cold on New Year's Eve, so Ning Xi went to a 24-hour supermarket to buy a bag of instant noodles and walked home with the change in his pocket.
When Ning Xi was paying, he saw the cashier's look of pity and felt a pain in his heart. Thinking that she was still working here on New Year's Eve, he sighed and said Happy New Year.
Yeah, Happy New Year.
Last year was so lonely, and I don’t know what to do this year.
He was afraid that if Xing Cheng invited him to celebrate the New Year upstairs this year, he would never dare to go. The better Xing Cheng's family treated him, the more uneasy he would feel.
He is brave and cautious.
On the 26th day of the lunar year, the senior class finally had a holiday. Xing Cheng waited at the school gate for more than two hours and drank two cans of pomegranate soda before his brother came out with his schoolbag on his back.
The two of them went back home. Xingcheng put his hands in his coat and put on a pair of black leather boots, stepping on the threshold.
The jacket that Xingcheng wore that day was navy blue with two red and white diagonal stripes on the arms. His pants were as loose as school pants, and he had a Nike bag hanging on one shoulder. His hair was combed, and he looked cool all over the street.
This piece of clothing has a lot of advantages. When the zipper is opened, not only can it cover half of his brother's shoulders, but it also has pockets and buttons inside to hang things.
At this moment, he and Ning Xi were at a claw machine at the entrance of a cinema. They spent thirty yuan to grab seven or eight dolls, but couldn't take them away, so they just hung inside their clothes.
Xing Cheng specifically pointed to a toy clip that girls play with, which can be hung inside clothes. After the coin is put in, the zipper of the clothes is opened and the clothes are filled with coins.
Ning Xi couldn't stand looking at those dolls with bows anymore, and said to him: "You are so old but still act like a child. Why do you have so many pink things..."
"You liked strawberry bows when you were little, didn't you? I saw Aunt Zhang from the next door building. Every time she wore a cherry hairpin, you would stare at her!"
Xing Cheng laughed as he spoke, took out a few and continued, "Take these eight and put them in your bedroom. They have no decoration at all and lack human touch..."
Ning Xi was speechless after hearing the first half of the sentence: "How come you remember your childhood so clearly?"
Xing Cheng put his arm around his brother's shoulders: "I can't forget it. I always remember that you always looked at her! Now that girl is also very..."
Ning Xi suddenly stopped and stuffed the doll into Xing Cheng's arms: "You can play with it yourself."
Xing Cheng knew that what he said was wrong, so he lowered his head and said, "I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, I was extremely wrong, I was so wrong that I was outrageous!"
There were so many people at the entrance of the cinema, and Xing Cheng's behavior attracted a lot of attention. Ning Xi stepped away and scolded him: "Don't be a fool in front of me. If you want to grab a toy, go grab it yourself."
When Xing Cheng heard this, he spread out his hands and said, "Money."
As soon as Xing Cheng went out, he handed over all his wealth. Ning Xi took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and slammed it into his palm, staring at him and said, "Go and catch fifty before going home."
Xing Cheng took the money, and using his height advantage, he stretched out his right hand, placed his palm directly on Ning Xi's head, and applied slight force with his five fingers.
He raised an eyebrow and said with an undisguised smile: "Grab this."