Li Bozhi had strong limbs but a simple mind, so of course he couldn't think of any earth-shattering conspiracy or trickery. He was just very unwilling to be disrupted by Song Lianyuan last time at Yuebanwan. He just wanted to vent his anger at that time, but when he failed, he came back and was sulking for a few days. Instead, he became more and more suffocated and decided not to give in.

The graduation certificate from No. 6 Middle School has been issued, and he is about to get out of here. By then, there will be no road that he can take.

Li Bozhi was open-minded. Since that was the case, he might as well take revenge before leaving and deal with all the people he disliked. It would be useless, so he would just feel good about it.

Isn't the purpose of life to be happy?

Li Bozhi knew that Dou Xunchang came to No. 6 Middle School, and wanted Cai Jing to find a chance to keep him, and then create an opportunity to be alone - he planned to start with the traitor Wu Tao, and deal with Xu Xilin who had humiliated him in person before, Dou Xun who had not resolved the "old grudge", and a group of people he disliked. Anyway, others have a future, but he doesn't. Others have to take the college entrance examination, but his is just to make up the numbers, and it makes no difference whether he goes or not.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

"It's okay if you don't want to do it. Brother Li admires your loyalty and won't force you," Li Bozhi said. "We'll be waiting for you here next week. You don't need too much. Just give me 1,000 yuan. Is that good enough?"

Cai Jing worked part-time in his second year of high school and saved more than 2,000 yuan. Last semester, he spent every penny wisely and managed to reduce his monthly living expenses to less than 200 yuan. The prices in the cafeteria of No. 6 Middle School were higher than those in other schools, and a simple meal for an average girl would cost four or five yuan. Once, Qilixiang and his friends went to study at a county-level middle school. When they came back, they talked about the spirit of hardship and simplicity. The whole class wanted to plug their ears, but Cai Jing was probably the only one who listened. He envied the price level in the county middle school.

In addition to saving money, Cai Jing also took advantage of the winter vacation to work day and night to help his Chinese teacher collect a set of composition books and earned some royalties. Up to now, he has a total of just over 1,000 yuan in his hands, which he saved from his teeth. He also wanted to supplement his nutrition a little during the college entrance examination, and he also wanted to save more, at least enough for the travel expenses to study in another place.

The school spirit of No. 6 Middle School was being rectified, and Xu Xilin had been taking care of him for three years. Everyone knew who protected Cai Jing, and no one would deliberately recruit him for no reason. Cai Jing had never encountered such a scoundrel before, and was so angry that he was speechless.

"Wake up your mind," Li Bozhi put one foot on the envelope on the ground, "Luo-Bing-Hey, who is Luo Bing?"

Several people around him laughed obscenely.

Cai Jing's expression changed: "Don't forget that this is a school. Don't say you have no evidence that this thing is mine. Even if I wrote a love letter to a girl, what can I do? You are blackmailing me!"

Li Bozhi scratched his ears and said, "You want to educate me about the law? Hahaha - I'm just blackmailing you. I've already been issued my diploma. Who can control me if you expel me? You're awesome. I'll bring people to greet you every day from now on. I wish you a top scorer in the exam!"

After Li Bozhi finished speaking, he and his group of lackeys rushed away from Cai Jing, howling and screaming. Before leaving, a man with a pointed face turned around and smiled at Cai Jing: "I know where you work as a waiter. I'll go find you next time we have dinner!"

The weather was bad the next morning. It rained shortly after arriving at school, so the physical exercises had to be cancelled. The college entrance examination candidates, who had gotten a long break for nothing, were busy catching up on sleep and doing homework. Cai Jing's complexion was in stark contrast to the gloomy sky.

Even the idiot Chengdu, who tells fortunes all day long, noticed it.

Lao Cheng thought he was nervous because of the upcoming college entrance exam, so he teased him on purpose. He took two pieces of paper and pasted two small mustaches on himself. He held up a pen holder filled with paper rolls and turned around to lie on Cai Jing's desk: "Come on, Lao Cai, take a pen to get rid of the bad luck. Why do you look like this? Did you dream about seven-mile incense yesterday?"

Cai Jing forced a smile and was about to reach out his hand when he heard Xu Xilin cough dryly. Lao Cheng turned around and met the "unlucky" Qilixiang's face. He was so scared that he turned back in panic and dropped a piece of paper on Cai Jing's desk, which was covered by Cai Jing with the test paper.

After Qilixiang walked over angrily, Cai Jingcai secretly took out the paper sign, took a look at it, and his hands trembled - it said "Loss (I'll treat you to dinner today)" on it.

"Don't pay attention to him," Xu Xilin noticed that Cai Jing's face was not right, and whispered, "Grandpa's jar is full of good lots. Whoever draws it must treat him to milk tea. But he still thinks he is too cheap, so he inserted a few bad lots in it, specifically to make him bleed. The one who draws it wins the prize, and he will treat you to beef noodles tonight."

Cai Jing smiled stiffly and didn't listen to his advice.

When people are successful, they can turn misfortune into good fortune; when they are frustrated, even magpies will herald misfortune.

Cai Jing sat there stiffly for a long time, and then, as if he had mustered up his courage, he said to Xu Xilin, "There is something..."

Xu Xilin: "Hmm...Fuck!"

The phone in his pocket rang - he knew it was Dou Xun without even looking. He was never satisfied with going home three days a week, and whenever the weather was bad, Dou Xun would call him during his breaks. Xu Xilin suspected that Dou Xun kept half of his life's words to hurt others, and the other half might have been told to him.

Xu Xilin could only answer the phone secretly under the table, because Qilixiang had an iron rule that senior high school students were not allowed to do anything else after class except going to the bathroom or talking about homework in a low voice.

This rule has been in place for a while, but Xu Xilin never told Dou Xun about it, otherwise Dou Xun would not have disturbed him.

So Dou Xun continued to play, and Xu Xilin continued to answer the phone secretly. Sometimes, when Qilixiang was patrolling nearby and couldn't answer the phone, he would just text back saying that the teacher was in class.

After Xu Xilin finished the call like he was meeting with an underground worker, he finally had time to turn around and ask Cai Jing: "What's wrong?"

Cai Jing's courage, which he had finally mustered, had already been destroyed by this interruption. He shook his head and said, "I want to borrow your notebook."

Xu Xilin didn't care: "Take it yourself."

Cai Jing flipped through the book absent-mindedly and could not read a single word for a long time. He sat upright in the classroom, his heart burning with anxiety.

Last year, he was blocked by loan sharks and he could tell his classmates without any scruples that Xu Xilin solved the problem for him easily. Although he has not told him how he did it until now, since Xu Xilin could deal with the loan sharks, he could certainly deal with Li Bozhi as well.

If only he dared to say it.

But Cai Jing didn't dare.

He could talk about the fact that Li Bozhi asked him for money and threatened to block him every day if he didn't give him money, or that he went to his workplace to cause trouble. But he could not talk about Luo Bing's affairs, even if he died.

Although Li Bozhi had a hole in his brain, he managed to hit Cai Jing's weak spot by chance - Cai Jing knew very well that Xu Xilin might be unhappy, but at most he would be annoyed for a while and might not really bother with him to the end.

He was not afraid of Xu Xilin, but of himself. He was secretly acting like a "saint" in his own fantasy, doing things that were not allowed to be seen in public. When only he knew about it, he could cover it with a piece of frosted glass to deceive himself, so that he could "see flowers in the fog" and everything would be beautiful. But once a second person knew about this, his "frosted glass" would fall apart, his so-called "spiritual pillar" would collapse, and he would face his own filthiness and shamelessness.

Cai Jing didn't necessarily think so clearly. He just instinctively couldn't bring himself to say this to Xu Xilin, and he was even very nervous when talking to him all day. He was worried every day, and quickly developed a tumor-like heart disease. Cai Jing was usually worried, and when the third mock exam was approaching, no one noticed it for a while.

Cai Jing suffered from insomnia for several days, hoping that Li Bozhi would just flirt with her and forget about her.

For a whole week, he would rather go back to his drunken "home" than stay in school any longer. Cai Jing thought with a hint of naive trepidation: "As long as I'm not alone, they won't dare to do anything to me. This is still No. 6 Middle School."

It was not until the second week when it was Cai Jing's turn to do outdoor cleaning. He was carrying a broom and going to the small flower bed behind the teaching building with his classmates when he saw Li Bozhi leaning against their class mailbox, holding an envelope in his hand, looking at them with a smile.

"From Class 6," Cai Jing heard a classmate whisper with a sense of superiority, "I don't know what's going on in their class. They recruited a lot of stupid students like this. Their average scores have been at the bottom of the regular classes for three years. It's really miserable - what is that girl doing hanging around our class mailbox?"

Another person said: "Don't worry about it. A mentally ill person will not be punished for killing someone. Stay away from him. He is so down-to-earth that he uses the college entrance examination as a denominator."

Cai Jing kept thinking about the words "a mentally ill person should not be punished for killing someone" and subconsciously glanced at Li Bozhi. Li Bozhi smiled at him, picked up the envelope in his hand and waved it at him, pretending to stuff it into a mailbox.

Cai Jing froze suddenly, but saw Li Bozhi pinching the corner of the paper and pulling out the letter. He made a meaningful gesture of counting money to Cai Jing, then made a gesture of beheading, and turned away crazily.

All the blood in Cai Jing's body rushed to his limbs. His heart beat heavily several times. Even after he swept the floor twice in a daze, his chest was still numb. He returned to class like a walking corpse.

The morning self-study teacher had not arrived yet, so Luo Bing led the morning self-study on the podium. When she saw them coming back from work, she nodded and smiled at them naturally. Cai Jing avoided her gaze in embarrassment and returned to her seat without even looking up. Luo Bing, who was treated coldly for no reason, looked at her deskmate inexplicably, and probably still didn't understand why Cai Jing particularly "disliked" her.

Cai Jing's heart was beating wildly, as if it was going to pull him up. Xu Xilin next to him probably got up too early and was a little drowsy. He kept supporting his head with one hand and followed the recitation, swaying from time to time.

Cai Jing suddenly said, "After the mock test this Wednesday, call Brother Dou Xuntao and the others..."

Let's go to the "grove" for a barbecue.

The last part of the sentence got stuck in Cai Jing's throat and he couldn't get it out.

The "grove" is an area behind the second teaching building, which is even more remote than the second teaching building. There are many campus ghost stories circulating here, and "going to the grove for barbecue" has become a pastime for bored kids to get together and play.

But if anything happened in the woods, no one could see it.

Xu Xilin struggled to wake up a little: "What are you doing?"

Cai Jing could hear the roar of his arteries, and he could not say the malicious invitation, and he was almost suffocated by the words he was about to say. Suddenly, the back of his hand on the desk felt hot, and Cai Jing looked down and saw Xu Xilin took out an egg-filled pancake from somewhere and put it there.

Xu Xilin: "Eat it while it's hot. Luo Bing, don't worry. You won't be able to eat it when the teacher comes."

Cai Jing: “…”

Xu Xilin yawned and stretched painfully: "Why did you ask me to call Douxianer and Taoge just now?"

"Tell them to walk with you after school," Cai Jing said expressionlessly, staring at the steaming pancake, "It seems that Li Bozhi from Class 6 wants to mess with you."

Xu Xilin suddenly became sober. When it came to these things, his brain, which had been confused by English, suddenly became extremely sharp. After connecting the cause and effect, he knew who had robbed him outside Yuebanwan.

"I still remember the quarrels he had in his mother's past life," Xu Xilin was a little angry, thinking, "I still want to punish him, but I can't do it now. After the exam, I will make him kneel down and call me daddy."

Then he remembered something, frowned and asked Cai Jing: "Is it going to cause you trouble?"

Cai Jing lowered his head, curled the corner of his English book with his fingers, and said quietly, "No."

Xu Xilin was worried: "If that little gangster causes trouble for you, don't be afraid of him. Just tell me that you can't kill him."

Cai Jing didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly, "Really not."

Although Cai Jing has a strong sense of self-esteem and is sensitive, he is not the kind of person who is tough enough to handle things on his own. Xu Xilin thought about it and felt that there was no need for him to hide it. Besides, the friction between him and Li Bozhi had nothing to do with Cai Jing, and he couldn't find him, so he believed it.

Thinking of that incident, Xu Xilin felt a little amused and nostalgic. He looked around at the "enemy" of the head teacher and secretly sent a text message to Dou Xun under the table: "I remember I saved your life in the second floor of the classroom. Why don't you ever remember to repay me?"

As soon as the small envelope showing the message flew out, Dou Xun replied immediately.

Dou Xun: "I have no money, but I have my life. What can I use to report it?"

Xu Xilin saw that he could neither ask him to pay with his life nor to marry him, so it would be inappropriate to respond no matter what. He felt that the joke could not go on any longer, so he closed his phone silently. After a while, he could not help but open it and take a look. He marked the message to avoid deleting it by mistake when clearing the memory.

The two sat at the same table, each immersed in their own sorrows and joys. At this time, there was less than a month left before the college entrance examination.

The third mock exam came as scheduled. At this time, the school no longer released the score rankings. The teachers of each subject took the papers and graded them casually. Some were not even scored and were sent back for everyone to correct. The whole grade began to adjust the "excitement time" to ensure that they were in the best mental state during the college entrance examination.

I don’t know whether it works or not, but everyone believes in this metaphysics.

The most difficult journey has ended, and it becomes easier towards the end.

Only Xu Xilin did not dare to relax - he was afraid that if he relaxed, he would lose control. While studying as planned, he was thinking about who would take care of the family after Aunt Du passed away. Apart from other things, their house was so big, how could they clean it up without hiring someone? Who would cook three meals a day in the future?

These trivial troubles in life may not seem like a big deal, but they are frustrating when they really happen. Xu Xilin had no one to confide in, so he confided all of them to Dou Xun.

Dou Xun was also very happy. After listening to him, he replied with two words: "I'll do it."

Xu Xilin had been in amazement that "Dou Xian'er would actually do such an ordinary thing", but when he returned home after self-study on Saturday, he realized that the guy was just bragging - Dou Xun was holding the instruction manuals of the range hood and gas stove in one hand, and listening in a mysterious voice as Aunt Du told him how to use each thing.

Xu Xilin was holding onto the door frame and laughing like a dog, while Dou Xun turned his back to him angrily.

"Auntie, go take a rest," Xu Xilin kicked Auntie Du out, threw his schoolbag away, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, pushing Dou Xun aside, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, you idiot."

Dou Xun heard a strange kind of fondness in these words, and his face immediately turned red.

Xu Xilin picked up the pot skillfully, as if he was very comfortable in the kitchen, and said to Dou Xun: "Auntie bought some noodles, just boil them a little, make the sauce and cut some vegetables."

Dou Xun was stunned by his trick, and even Aunt Du was very surprised. She didn't know when Xu Xilin acquired this skill.

Then he instructed Dou Xun: "Go chop the vegetables, cut the cucumber into shreds, wash the celery and cowpea and cut them into dices."

Aunt Du: “…”

It turns out that he is just good at pretending.

Just as she was about to enter the kitchen to give instructions, she was driven out, so she had to get a plate of snacks for Grandma Xu so that she wouldn't have to go without dinner that night.

Xu Xilin was full of confidence as Dou Xun followed his instructions. He felt like he had a degree from New Oriental. He poured oil on the pan and then cracked the eggs into it gracefully. For a moment, the splashing hot oil and eggshells were intertwined. Xu Xilin stretched his arms three feet long and picked up the eggshells with long chopsticks used for frying. In the chaos, he shouted to Dou Xun: "Use the range hood!"

Dou Xun hurriedly turned on all the lights in the kitchen.

As expected, the tomato and egg stew was mushy. As soon as it was served, Dou Xun said, "You didn't add salt."

Xu Xilin calmly grabbed a bottle of soy sauce and poured it in.

Dou Xun: “…”

The two idiots turned the noodles into a pot of mush. After finally fishing them out, Xu Xilin tasted a piece of raw cowpea that had been chopped into pieces by Dou Xun and spat it out again - the taste was wrong.

The two discussed it and threw a pot of lazy dishes into the pot to cook.

Xu Xilin: "How do we get it?"

Dou Xun held the strainer very professionally: "The holes in this filter are a bit big."

Xu Xilin: “Hahahaha!”

At first, Aunt Du thought the two of them were having fun and laughed outside the kitchen, but then she couldn't laugh anymore and secretly went back to the house to wipe away her tears.

While they were playing house for a brief moment, Cai Jing returned to his home. He hid a small cookie box at the bottom of his closet, which contained all his savings.

Cai Jing couldn't afford to offend the gangsters, nor could he solve the problem. He wanted to harden his heart and buy some peace and quiet, and wait until after the college entrance examination to deal with everything.

He felt around in the closet and his expression suddenly changed.

The cookie box was open and the money inside was gone.