Beyond the Noisy World: The Long Lost Eight Sects: 020, no branches to rely on
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Ding Qi rejected the mentor’s kind offer, and then the two of them remained silent for a long time, and the atmosphere seemed a bit low. In the end, Liu Feng took the lead to break the calm and said: "Ding Qi, you are very good, you are very good in all aspects. But you will also make mistakes. After all, we are just mortals. There are many things about this matter, and you have not handled it properly. .
You can follow a more reasonable procedure. For example, tell me first, I will say hello to Ankang Hospital, and then arrange with Director Lu. In the name of the need for investigating the case, the public security department requested the assistance of psychiatric professionals to interrogate the mentally ill patients at Ankang Hospital.
In this way, even if that thing is out of the way, no matter how much public opinion pressure, no matter how the school leaders think about it, I can try my best to save you. You are still too young, too impulsive, and too self-assertive! "
Ding Qi bowed his head and said: "Even so, is there any difference? Of course, I am not defending. If I do something wrong, I am doing something wrong, and I will bear the consequences, so I calmly accept the school's punishment."
Ding Qi didn't want to tell his mentor that he was also stimulated when Liu Feng was assassinated. Jiajia's repeated instructions made the stimulation deeper, and inexplicably encountered Liu Guonan blocking the road, prompting him to make a decision suddenly. More importantly, if he told Liu Feng first, Liu Feng would probably not agree and would stop it.
In fact, even if the program is more reasonable, people who want to find flaws can always find the fault, and someone has to blame it when something happens. Tian Xianglong made things like this, even if the school did not give him disciplinary action, in the professional field and professional circle, it is still a disastrous resume for him, at least in the current system competition environment, it is difficult for him to mix up. NS.
Now discussing these things is already an afterthought, and it doesn't help. And Liu Feng also wanted to remind Ding Qi that he thought he had done nothing wrong just now, but how could people not make any mistakes? It depends on the circumstances and for what purpose. Ding Qi also made mistakes, so there is no need to drill such a horn.
There was silence for a while, or Liu Feng first said: "How did Tian Qi die?"
Ding Qi took a deep breath and looked up: "Strictly speaking, he died of suicide...Before I went to Ankang Hospital, I didn't expect him to die, but after experiencing his spiritual world, I induced him Towards self-destruction. This sudden decision is also a decision I think should be made based on the circumstances at the time."
I am afraid that only Liu Feng can understand the real cause of Tian Qi's death, because only he can understand Ding Qi's special talent. Only in front of Liu Feng, Ding Qi would tell the "truth" exactly.
After listening to Ding Qi’s introduction, Liu Feng sighed: "You had a murderous intention against him a long time ago, although you did not intend to kill him. But in that state, you will definitely do it, that is The truest will in your heart. But you can do it, it is a miracle! What a pity..." I stopped here, I don't know what pity I want to say.
Ding Qi didn't say a word, he was tacitly acquiescing in the judgment of the instructor. Liu Feng sighed again and said: "Actually, you can let him enter the vegetative state, it will be much less troublesome."
The so-called vegetative state is a psychiatric term, which is equivalent to what people usually call a vegetative. Ding Qi lowered his head and said: "It's not that simple. Maybe my skills are not enough. I can't do whatever I want. I have tried my best. Besides, as long as he is still alive..." He stopped here. .
Ding Qi wants to kill Tian Qi? Nonsense, of course I do, many people do! But they couldn't really run to kill Tian Qi. Ding Qi was sober at the time, and he was in the most real state deep in his heart. After experiencing such a scene, he would let Tian Qi go toward self-destruction. It seems to happen accidentally, but in Liu Feng's view, it is almost inevitable.
The two were silent for a long time, and the instructor finally said: "Ding Qi, you can discover the world that ordinary people can't discover. This is your wealth. You must make good use of this wealth in the future."
Liu Feng left, and Ding Qi got up to see him off. Seeing that the tutor put away the keys to the dormitory, but the set of keys was still on the table, he reminded: "Teacher, you don't need to put your keys here, I really don't have to move in!"
Liu Feng: "You can keep it for now. At the end of this semester, I plan to take a three-week vacation, so that I can go to the United States to spend Christmas with my wife. Winter vacation is not here. No one is at home. Jiajia also met yesterday. I said, I will go to the United States to accompany her mother during the winter vacation, and spend the New Year there."
Ding Qi made a deep breath: "I wish my tutor a happy holiday in advance, and ask my tutor to say hello to my mother and Jiajia!"
The work of the librarian is very leisurely and boring. Ding Qi is not a full-time employee of the school library. This is just a temporary part-time job. He sat in the reading room when it was his turn to be on duty, reminding some students not to make a loud noise, and to tidy up any unsettled ones at any time. Books.
It is said that the books fetched from the shelf should be put back in place after reading, but there are always some people who do not realize it, and some people accidentally put them in the wrong place.
The school library is closed every Wednesday afternoon to consolidate the library, but the reading room is still open for students to study. Although the campus is also expanding after the enrollment expansion, the self-study room is still a little nervous. There are two busiest times in the library. One is every night after the library is closed, everyone has to sort out the area they are responsible for, and the other is the large-scale consolidation of the library on Wednesday.
Ding Qi is only a temporary worker, but he is very familiar with library life. In addition to taking care of the reading room he is responsible for, he also helps other people after the library is closed every day. As for Wednesday, there is no shortage of the large stock library, and he often helps with other tasks in the library. Such employees are welcome everywhere, almost everyone loves them, and temporary workers are even more rare.
But on the whole, Ding Qi is idle, and even often has nothing to do. Because of this, he always wants to find more things to do. Most of the time, he is reading books, anyway, there are books in the library.
From his expulsion in mid-October to the school holiday in early January, in less than three months, Ding Qi read more books than in the past two years. Nowadays, books in a broad sense are no longer limited to paper books, but also include various audiovisual records. Although Internet information has been very developed, there are still many materials that can only be found in large libraries.
Liu Feng reminded him how he will feel if he continues to stay in the old environment. Ding Qi is also mentally prepared for this. He is experiencing all this personally. Many former colleagues met him in the library. Most of them were very polite and gentle. Many of their gazes implied sympathy, and they seemed very cultivated, but they felt strange.
Sitting in the reading room on weekdays, Ding Qi also found that many students secretly looked at him with curious eyes, and he might even discuss him in private. In fact, sometimes this is just how Ding Qi feels about himself, but it may not be the case. Even at the beginning, there were many girls who liked to look at him secretly and give him pointers. Who told him that this guy is so temperamental and handsome! ——Ding Qi is so self-comforting.
In the blink of an eye, the winter vacation, and the Spring Festival in a blink of an eye, the campus became deserted and deserted. Walking on the deserted road, I could feel the chill of the north river breeze.
On Lunar New Year's Eve, getting up early to dust off is a custom in Ding Qi's hometown. Ding Qi went to Liu Feng's house in the morning. Aunt Zhou had already gone home for the New Year. The house was empty and clean. Ding Qi cleaned it again and completed a customary ritual. Then he closed the door and left, leaving the set of keys on the coffee table in the living room before leaving.
After the dust was dusted, I started to cook the New Year’s Eve dinner. According to the custom of my hometown, many dishes in the New Year’s Eve dinner were prepared after the twelfth lunar month. As long as it is after 12 noon, it is the "night" of the New Year's Eve. After the table is set, go out and set off firecrackers. After the firecrackers are set off, the door can be closed for New Year's Eve dinner.
Ding Qi also prepared a string of whips, a full 10,000-ring string of red, which is a big plate when rolled up. He has never let off such a long firecracker. Roll away the firecrackers in front of the dormitory, and discharge a horizontal line from a distance to the stairs. Ding Qi took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, took two sips, and spit out vigorously in the face of the cold air.
Ding Qi has no bad habits. He never smoked before, but he has learnt in recent months, and occasionally smokes two. He lit the firecrackers with cigarette butts, turned around and walked upstairs amidst the rumble of firecrackers. The sound of firecrackers outside the building is very loud, even if the door is closed in the dormitory, it still feels a bit jarring.
This is a single dormitory building for faculty and staff. On the afternoon of the New Year's Eve, the whole building was empty, and only Ding Qi was still living.
What do you have for New Year's Eve dinner? There is no refrigerator and microwave oven. Ding Qi has always forgotten to buy it. The school cafeteria is not open today, and he is not in the mood to go to the public kitchen to do anything. He prepared instant noodles in advance, as well as a variety of cooked foods, including canned foods and bags, meat and vegetables. First use an electric kettle to boil instant noodles in water, then open the cooked food in a pack and a box and place it on the desk.
The dishes are all cold, only the instant noodles are hot.
The noodles were soaked and the dishes were all set, but Ding Qi didn't move a bite. He didn't have any appetite, he just bent over and pulled out a can of beer from the carton beside his feet, opened it and poured it in a big mouth. It might be choking. The wine dripped from the corner of his mouth to his chest. He reached out and wiped his chin. Of course, his chin was wet, and he subconsciously wiped his face again, and his face was also wet.
At some point, he burst into tears.
Why doesn't Ding Qi go home during the New Year? Because he has nowhere to go! At this moment, it feels like a barren forest in the cold wind. There is no leaf on the bare branches, and there is only a lonely bird like him in the world.
Ding Qi's parents are no longer alive. His mother died when he was twelve years old. In order to treat his mother, there was almost no savings in the family. When he was seventeen years old, which was the second semester of high school, his father was in a car accident. Fortunately, there is a car accident compensation and a pension from his father's unit to support him. He completed high school and passed the entrance to Jinghu University.
He still has many relatives in his hometown, including several uncles, uncles, uncles, and aunts. His family lives in Jingyang County, Wanling City, adjacent to Jinghu City. His father was born in a rural area in the mountainous area of Jingyang County. He was assigned to work as a civil servant in the county when he was studying, and he was quite promising. Then he married his mother in the county.
My parents also left him a commercial house in Jingyang County. It covers an area of about 100 square meters and has a three-bedroom house. The location is almost the best in the county town. Ding Qi’s father bought it from the original unit at an internal price. It can be regarded as the last batch of policy welfare housing allocations at that time.
After the death of his father, my grandma and his uncle's family had come to him, and made arrangements. The uncle's family would take him over and raise him, and the house would be used by his cousin for marriage first. Ding Qi refused the arrangement and told his grandmother that he could live independently and no one needed to raise him. Both his grandmother and aunt accused him of being ignorant, but Ding Qi resolutely refused to do it. In the end, the relationship became very stiff.
Ding Qi's feelings at the time were very complicated. He didn't want others to occupy his parents' house, just like he didn't want others to occupy his parents' place, even if they were no longer there. The reason why he refused his grandma's arrangement was somewhat related to another matter. He still remembers how his father took him to borrow money from his uncle when his mother was seriously ill, but he was rejected by excuses.
After my mother became seriously ill, my father planned to sell the house, change to a smaller house in a more remote place, and send his mother to the large hospital in Jinghu City. Ding Qi was still young and not sensible, so he accidentally missed his mouth in front of his mother. As a result, her mother scolded her father for being too prodigal, and she could treat the illness at the county hospital. If her father dared to do that, she would not even live in the county hospital, and the house was to be reserved for Ding Qi.
Uncle's family lives in the county seat, while Ding Qi's uncle lives in the country. Of course the relatives of his father's family also heard about this incident. Later, the uncle talked to him and suggested that his family should take care of him and live together. How to take care of it? The uncle's family also moved to the county seat, and the couple also took their two daughters, namely Ding Qi's cousin and cousin.
Ding Qi also declined his uncle's "kindness", saying only that he has grown up and will be eighteen years old after the Chinese New Year, and he does not need others to take care of him. The uncle saw that Ding Qi's attitude was so firm, and he couldn't hold on anymore. Later, the relationship was pretty good.
Ding Qi’s father came out of the countryside to study, and his grandfather’s family felt very proud. The relatives in the village usually went to the city to rest at Ding Qi’s house. Ding Qi’s father would be very entertained and would often stay there. Help them financially. His mother had a lot of opinions about this, and had quarreled with his father several times in private, and Ding Qi had heard of it when he was a child.
After my mother fell ill, my father never helped the relatives in my hometown. Some people in my hometown have complained, but at least no one has said it in person.
Ding Qi later entered Jinghu University, and like his father, he became the pride of his old family in the village. Many people praised him for his talents, used him as a show off or held some expectation of him. During the Spring Festival a few years ago, Ding Qi had been back to his hometown and the countryside to spend time with his uncle, otherwise he would be too lonely and desolate.
During college and the first year of working, Ding Qi didn't have much money, but on weekdays he would find a way to save a fortune. During the New Year, he would pay the children of relatives in his hometown as New Year's money. In the past two years, Ding Qi’s economic situation has improved a lot, and he will prepare more expensive gifts during the New Year. The red envelopes are also thicker and more and more popular.
In these years, except for his grandfather, Ding Qi has not received new year's money from anyone, because he is already an adult. It's all trivial things, but this is the life of ordinary people.
The house in the county town of his hometown, Ding Qi told his uncle that he had rented it out. In fact, he hadn't rented it out, it was just so empty, and everything was left as is. He makes time to go back twice a year to clean up.
Although the housing price near Jinghu University is more than twice as high as the best location in Jingyang County, if Ding Qi sells the house in his hometown, it will be enough for him to buy a new house here. . But Ding Qi didn't plan to do that at all. For him, it was a memorial left by his parents, and it was also a kind of sustenance in his heart.
After graduating from undergraduate studies, Ding Qi and Jiajia established a romantic relationship. At that time, colleagues discussed that although Ding Qi and Jiajia were not right, his mother died and had no burden, and he was born clean and had no worries. Ding Qi could also guess these arguments, but he was too lazy to care about it, so he could just say what he liked.
Ding Qi's experience is like this. You can imagine what Liu Feng's appearance means to him, and what kind of emotions did he project on Liu Feng?
Ding Qi only made a phone call this time and said that he was okay, and I am afraid that he can't go back during the Chinese New Year. The eldest mother who answered the phone was quite disappointed on the phone. She praised him a few words as usual, and then said in a joking tone that it was enough to transfer money to the red envelope and use WeChat.
In previous years, every time I went back to my hometown for the New Year, relatives in my hometown liked to ask questions, such as what kind of job he does now, how much money he can earn every month, what does it matter in Jinghu City, etc., even if it’s personal privacy issues. We also need to get to the bottom of it. Ding Qi didn't receive a call from relatives in his hometown after the accident this time. They may not know about it, maybe they have never heard of it.
Ding Qi thinks he is strong, and he is indeed quite strong and sober. He walked step by step from such a situation to today. Just a few months ago, his life path was still full of sunshine, and his future was bright and beautiful, enough to make his peers envy. In a blink of an eye, he fell to the bottom of his life, as if it were an abyss.
The ghost knows how this happened, the ghost knows how he feels! No matter how strong people are, there are times when they are vulnerable. Tears couldn't stop flowing down silently, and he could only drink one mouthful after another.
Today, this beer is as pale as water, and it tastes no taste at all, not to mention the wine's vigor. Ding Qi simply took another bottle of rice wine produced in his hometown from the corner of the wall. During the Chinese New Year in previous years, relatives in my hometown loved to drink this wine the most. They also liked to add ginger, raisins, plums and other things to boil and drink.
Ding Qi didn’t add anything to the hot wine, so he drank the wine so cold, I felt that the wine was so strong, the entrance was almost like water, one bottle was quickly finished, and then another bottle...no Knowing how long the time had passed and whether it was midnight, he suddenly felt his stomach upset, stumbled into the bathroom, crawled on the toilet, and vomited.
He didn't eat anything, he vomited up with alcohol, and in the end he couldn't vomit, and he kept retching, listening to the sound like howling...
When Ding Qi woke up, he found that he was leaning on the corner of the bed without taking off his clothes or shoes. He felt sore all over, but when he raised his hand again, he found blood stains. An inch-long opening was cut on the right forearm near the back of the hand, and a lot of blood shed. Dried blood spots can be seen on the floor. The cuffs of the shirt are also stained with blood, and the wound is now crusted. .
He has no memory of when or something cut his arm. Ding Qi only remembered yesterday that he closed the door after setting off the firecrackers and sat down to prepare to eat one person's New Year's Eve dinner. Afterwards, he forgot all the things and he broke the story. The cooked food that was opened on the table was almost unchanged, the chopsticks were still inserted in the instant noodles, and he counted. He drank a total of eight cans of beer and two bottles of rice wine.
Ding Qi vaguely remembered that he drank beer, but he couldn't remember the two bottles of rice wine when he drank. This was the first time he lost his memory in his life, and suddenly he began to feel terrified.
I found the phone and saw that there was still electricity. I received more than a dozen WeChat and text messages for New Year's greetings. The time now was 6:50 in the morning, and the sky was not fully bright yet, and there were sporadic firecrackers in the distance. He woke up really early enough. When Ding Qi took a hot bath, dried his hair and looked in the mirror, he found that his eyes were not so red and swollen, and the feeling in his head was not so painful.
Wake up so early, but he doesn't feel sleepy. Instead, he feels that his energy has nowhere to vent, and he always wants to find something to do. He changed his suit, rubbed his blood-stained shirt and washed it with his hands, and cleaned the house.
Then he felt hungry and his stomach gurgled, so he started to cook instant noodles. After eating two buckets of instant noodles, he felt full. Then he packed up all the food that hadn't moved on the table last night and threw them away. The debris of the firecrackers set off by Lou Jiang yesterday was swept away. Going back to the house and looking around, I found that there was nothing to do.
He walked into the bathroom, looked in the mirror for a long time, carefully shaved and combed his hair, and dressed neatly.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door. It was ten o'clock in the morning, which was ten o'clock in the morning on the first day of the new year, and all the people in this building had left, only Ding Qi lived alone. Suddenly someone knocked on the door at this time. It felt like a horror movie. Ding Qi was also taken aback.
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PS: This chapter is close to six thousand words, very plain, almost without plot. But I revised at least six drafts back and forth, and the more I wrote, the more emotional it became. It can be regarded as the climax of the silent writing of "Fang Wai" so far. New book release, please click and collect...