He Is Absent

[Updated at will] Random updates on weekdays and irregular weekends At noon, Lianyungang was scorching hot from the sun, the asphalt road was glowing with a dazzling white light, and even the wind carried the heat into my collar. "Hey, isn't this Qi Yi?" A joking voice came from above. Qi Yi froze and looked up to see Zhang Yinsui leaning against the refrigerator, an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and his school uniform coat draped on his arm. He was Qi Jing's younger brother, and because of his relationship with Qi Jing, he often walked sideways in school. "What? Your dad's dialysis fee, with your hourly salary of a few dollars, will he have to save it until the end of the year?" Qi Yi clenched the shelf label in his hand, his knuckles turning white. He didn't want to conflict with Zhang Yinsui, he just wanted to finish the work quickly, so he lowered his head and said nothing, and kept sorting the things on the shelves. As soon as he reached the barbed wire fence outside the stadium, a basketball suddenly flew past his ear and hit the bulletin board behind him with a bang, knocking down a few dry sycamore leaves. Qi Yi was startled and subconsciously took half a step back, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. "Why are you dazed?" Qi Jing walked up to him, the basketball spinning nimbly on his fingertips, "Your dad's medical expenses are still two thousand short, right?" Qi Yi suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of shock. "How did you know?" "Zhang Yinsui said it." Qi Jing answered lightly, but his eyes looked at Qi Yi's white school uniform that was washed last semester. "There is an unpredictable look in his eyes. I can give you these two thousand, but you have to do me a favor." "Yeah... Ok" Qi Yi agreed to anything for the sake of his father's medical expenses, but he was still very panicked, fearing that Qi Jing would make some excessive demands. "Starting from today, you will be my 'follower' for a month." Qi Jing's voice was not loud, but every word was clearly transmitted. "Help me bring breakfast, collect homework, and occupy the court position. In short, you have to do whatever I ask you to do. After one month, this money will be regarded as your 'salary' and you will be paid in full." "Is that all...?" Qi Yi muttered quietly, worry written on his face. Qi Jing suddenly approached and said, "Otherwise, do you still want to sell me?" Qi Yi's face instantly turned red, spreading from her earlobes to her neck. "Bring me a whole wheat sandwich and iced American style at the school gate at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't be late." The morning in Lianyungang is wrapped in a rare gentleness, and the breeze passes through the window screens from time to time, blowing away the usual heat of midsummer. But in a small, cramped rental house. He didn't even have time to put on his socks, so he rushed into the bathroom with his slippers on, picked up cold water and wiped his face hard. The cold touch barely suppressed the sweat that broke out. Before the water droplets could be wiped off, he grabbed the school uniform from the back of the chair and put it on his body. When he threw the schoolbag strap over his shoulder, he hit the door with a clang. He didn't think about changing his shoes until he went out. He bent down to kick on his sneakers with a rush, and ignored his messy hair. He was already rushing downstairs and passed by the coffee shop he frequented on the corner. The glass door was still stained with morning fog. Qi Yi almost rushed towards it, pressing his palms against the cold glass. He shouted to the inside: "Boss! A whole wheat sandwich and a glass of iced Americano! Please hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" While waiting for the meal, he clutched the crumpled change in his pocket and glanced at the store unconsciously. He didn't dare to poke his head out until he heard He Kairun's voice talking to the boss in the distance. "Buy one and get one free on whole wheat bread today, you're lucky!" The boss smiled and handed over two bags of sandwiches and iced American style. "Looking at you running in such a hurry, you must have missed breakfast, right? Bring an extra cushion." Qi Yi was stunned, and when his fingertips touched another bag of warm sandwiches, his heart suddenly warmed up - he wanted to refuse, but he couldn't hide the growl from his stomach, so he had to hold on to the two bags of bread and quickly thanked him. When I took the coffee, my fingertips shrank from the cold on the side of the cup. I didn't even bother to wipe them, so I turned around and ran to school. He held a bag of sandwiches tightly in his arms, and a few drops of liquid from the coffee cup splashed on the washed white school uniform trousers, which seemed to add some rare warmth to the panic. But this warmth broke before it reached the school gate. As soon as Qi Yi entered the street of Heyuan High School, someone grabbed his wrist so hard that he almost dropped his coffee on the ground. Looking up, He Kairun was leaning against the wall with a mocking smile on his face. "Hey, isn't this Qi Yi? Carrying two bags of bread, is he being used as a bastard for Qi Jing and leaving a mouth for himself?" Seeing He Kairun, Qi Yi really wanted to curse, "C, why did he come so fast?" But he held it back. He didn't want to offend this big devil again! It would be nice to end it soon. Qi Yi wanted to free his hand, but He Kairun's grip tightened, and the other party's voice was lowered, and he deliberately leaned into his ear. "There were so many people watching the basketball court yesterday. Two thousand yuan for a month's worth of training is too cheap. Isn't your dignity too cheap? Why, do you still have to rely on your face to pay for your father's medical expenses?" These words made Qi Yi's face flush instantly. His fingers unconsciously grasped the sandwich in his arms tighter, and his breathing became a little heavier. "The matter between Qi Jing and me has nothing to do with you." "It doesn't matter?" He Kairun sneered and raised her hand to touch the coffee cup in his hand. "I just find it interesting - I used to pretend to be tough, but now I'm not..." Before he finished speaking, a cold "let go" came from not far away. Qi Yi looked up and saw Qi Jing standing in the morning light with her schoolbag on her back, her eyes as cold as ice. When He Kairun heard the voice, his hand paused. When he turned around and saw Qi Jing, the sarcasm on his face softened, but he did not relax. Instead, he deliberately tightened his grip on Qi Yi's wrist more obviously. "Qi Jing? I'll have a chat with your 'follower' Qi Yi. Is there nothing wrong with you?" Qi Jing didn't answer, but just walked towards them, not fast, but with an overwhelming energy. The morning light fell on his shoulders, making the shadow very long. He walked up to He Kairun and only glanced at Qi Yi's wrist, which was being held. His voice was still cold: "I said, let go." He Kairun curled his lips, probably because he was afraid of really annoying Qi Jing, and finally let go. Before He Kairun left, he did not forget to make some small talk: "Okay, you two are very good. I'll wait and see how long this follower can last." After saying that, he walked away casually. The air was quiet for a few seconds. Qi Yi lowered his head and did not dare to look at Qi Jing. He could only hear his own heartbeat that had not calmed down yet. He thought Qi Jing would say something, such as scolding him for being useless, or urging him to have breakfast, but after waiting for a long time, Qi Jing's voice was heard above his head: "Where's the bread?" Qi Yi finally reacted and quickly handed over a bag of sandwiches and iced American style in his arms, with his fingers trembling nervously: "I just bought these, they are still warm..." Qi Jing took it, looked down at his red wrist, and then glanced at the coffee splash marks on the legs of his school uniform pants. Without saying anything, he turned and walked back to school. After taking two steps, he stopped when he saw that Qi Yi didn't follow. He turned his head and said calmly: "What are you still doing? You're going to be late." Qi Yi was stunned and quickly followed. The two walked side by side in the morning light. Qi Jing walked steadily, but he had not completely recovered from the panic just now. He was holding another bag of sandwiches in his hand, and his fingertips could touch the warmth of the bread. He secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Qi Jing's side face. The other person's expression was still cold, but the words "let go" just now made him feel a little less tense - it turned out that Qi Jing didn't care about him at all. When he was approaching the door of the teaching building, Qi Jing suddenly stopped, inserted the iced American straw, and handed it back to Qi Yi: "I don't drink ice." Qi Yi was stunned for a moment, took the coffee, and felt the coolness of the cup wall with his fingertips. He looked at Qi Jing's back as he turned around and walked into the teaching building. "I seem to... Like Qi Jing" "Qi Yi thought Qi Jing would always protect him, but this time he was absent." "Xiaoyi, let's not hurt ourselves, okay? If you can hurt me, don't hurt yourself. I'm not afraid of pain." Pseudo-g campus is sour in the early stage A rich, sultry, cunning, possessive and aggressive person who is sunny and deserted and insecure. Intention: to die