This day was June 26, 1994.

Taboo: Everything is not suitable.

It is advisable to: bathe, plug the acupoints, and pray for blessings.

A woman cried in the living room, and the police interrogated without emotion. Lin Zihao sat in the bedroom, staring at the calendar on the desk in a daze. He suddenly had a question, and he couldn't figure it out. Didn't he say that everything was wrong? Why did the "Yi" column say bathing, plugging holes and praying?

Perhaps, this looks like this and actually that way. Just like the spider-tailed horned viper in the desert of Valzanine. Its existence is deception and lies.

There are osmanthus flowers outside the window.

The fragrance of osmanthus flowers in the window is refreshing.

In the bookcase in front of him, Sega Saturn, Super Nintendo and PSS1 game consoles and various game discs occupy a whole layer, more of which are boxed CDs and genuine tapes. On the desk, there are computer hosts and computer monitors equipped with old CRT imaging tubes. Pressed under the pencil case is a stack of thick senior high school test papers. The Sony MD player at the corner of the table is a dream for those of their peers and Lin Zihao's favorite.

On the wall of the bedside, there was a poster, which was a classic moment when Michael Jackson danced at the 1988 Grammy Awards. "Man in the Mirror" was called "Man in the Mirror" in Chinese. Lin Zihao still remembers that when he first listened to this song, Gao Ming gave him a small plate. The person on the box had a weird nose, curly hair and an overly pale face. He put on his earplugs, pressed the play button of the MD player, and then entered the world of the man in the Mirror.

In many days later, Lin Zihao always thought that appearance is born from the heart, and what kind of heart is there under the appearance of the person in the mirror?

Lin Zihao looked at the mirror in front of the window.

At this time, the whistling of a sirens sounded downstairs, and the policemen in the system were taken away. Neighbors gathered in the community to watch the fun. Two people eating melon seeds were laughing wildly. The old man playing chess in the pavilion next door was scolding each other. The mother in the living room was crying at her husband who was in jail.

Lin Zihao knew that from this moment, all the bright colors that should have were about to fade away, and what was left was darkness, confusion, and despair.

In fact, this moment was not too early. On the afternoon of the first middle school meeting Zhang Yunqi, his father Lin Yongqiang told him everything, and the world had collapsed.

There are people doing the beheading business, but no one does the losing business. Because the cost is too high, my father is unwilling to lose money, so he came up with the idea of ​​a prize that accounts for 50%. Although the winning envelope was sealed under the supervision of the notary office, it was kept by Xiao Lijun, director of the Sports Lottery Center. When he was kept, he used a 100-watt light bulb to light the envelope and easily find the note with "Santana". Then, my father would take the "caohuak" redeemed by other winners in the previous period and hand it over to the pre-finding tutor, so that the tutor could directly enter the second round of lottery.

In the second round of lottery, he took out a few more envelopes, one of which contained a "Santana note" and he would suggest he would draw the envelope to cheat the grand prize. When the winner who actually won the "Caohua K" came on stage, he would take out all the envelopes without the prize, so he would not be able to draw Santana away.

This scam looks seamless, and it is logical that there will be no mistakes. Until the day when the first meeting father Chu Dapeng came on stage for the second round of lottery, Xiao Lijun remembered the envelope number incorrectly. The staff took out the envelope containing Santana and was drawn by Chu Dapeng. However, among the grass flower k collected that day, after verification, it was found that one was fake. Xiao Lijun was sure that Chu Dapeng forged the lottery, which caused a series of accidents later.

For Lin Zihao, Lin Yongqiang's story destroyed all his faith. He never thought that his father, who was omnipotent and full of wisdom, had always taught him positive and positive, was such a cold-blooded and greedy person. He never thought that his super Nintendo game consoles, computers, Sony MD players and generous lives were all built on the hard-earned money of countless lottery players.

He just felt scared, and the helplessness and panic of fate surged into his heart. He realized that he was about to lose all of this in front of him. He asked his father in a crying voice: "That police, the police have found it..."

Dad said, "No."

He immediately begged as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Dad, then we will be law-abiding in the future. Wouldn't it be better if we don't do this? Why do we still surrender?"

"Because Zhang Yunqi." His father used awl to hammer his heart again: "I know you hate Zhang Yunqi. You have a strong personality and are arrogant. If you don't take him seriously, you think he is just an ordinary student. However, sometimes this world is not what you see on the surface. Zihao, do you know? There is a unique poisonous snake in the Oarzane Desert in Iran, called the Spider-tailed Horned Viper. Its skin can be disguised as a rock. The moving scales on the tail have undergone mimicry evolution and can be disguised as a spider at the bottom of the food chain.

, exactly the same as the real one, but once the migratory bird flew over and flew over, it would reveal his cruel and fierce side in every second, and directly swallowed the migratory bird alive. Zhang Yunqi was such a spider-tailed horned viper. He looked like an ordinary student, but in fact, it was not simple, and his energy was amazing. He wanted to stand out for Chu Jian and seek justice for Chu Dapeng. As for whether Chu Dapeng's lottery was forged, even I don't know now, but the identity information that had been entrusted to the prize in the past was all fake. As long as the police adjusted the information, they would reveal the stuff..."

"Zihao, why are you doing with your head hooked? Don't cry, this won't solve the problem. Do you know why I told you this? Because whether it's a few days earlier or a few days later, you have to face this result. I don't want you to watch me go to jail inexplicably, and then become a person full of resentment. It's me that caused this situation. Except for me, you don't want you to hate anyone. Because this will only harm yourself. When you grow up, you should look at the problem like a man. After I go in, your family life may be very hard. You have to take good care of your mother, study hard, and don't be like me. You have to be a promising person."

The rain outside the window was falling.

The sky was filled with black clouds, rushing north like a tide.

It was exactly the same as the day Lin Yongqiang surrendered himself.

Lin Zihao, who was standing in front of the window, felt suffocated in his heart. His eyes were scarlet and full of hatred in the mirror, but he did not forget what his father said.

Since then, he began to learn to wash clothes, cook, save money, no longer spend money with his hands and feet, no longer go to the restaurant outside to eat fried rice and buy drinks that he only drinks half of the time. After class, he discussed in the corridor which girl had a good time saying goodbye to his life. Those who should not think about or hate were deleted from their memories, always go home as soon as possible after school, study harder than before, and often stayed until two or three o'clock in the morning... He silently tried to move the dark life into a new track, but life was still full of cold smell.

After the police came, the news spread. People often went to his community to make trouble and ask for money. One day, more than a dozen lottery players rushed into his house and smashed them from beginning to end. There was no money and all the valuable things were moved away, including his beloved Sony MD player.

My mother just wiped her tears. He silently packed the pots and pans, cooked a pot of white rice porridge for dinner, and the bowls were broken. He took the iron spoon and ate it in the iron pot. My mother stared at him blankly, her eyes full of soreness. Later, she ate with him.

After dinner, the night outside the window was clear, and there were stars. He sat in the messy living room all night. All those who should not think or hate came back. His mind was his father, his first meeting, and Zhang Yunqi, who ruined everything that ruined him.

After the weather was grinding, he heated up the leftover white rice porridge he had eaten last night. In summer, the refrigerator was moved away. The white rice porridge in the pot smelled bad. He took an iron spoon until his stomach was overwhelmed, and then poured out the rest, boiled a small pot of white rice porridge on the dining table, and then went downstairs to school with his schoolbag on his back.

There was already someone on the road in the community early in the morning, and two little boys pointed at him in surprise. He thought they had something to look for him.

"His dad is a scammer!" they laughed.

At the light blue dawn, the wind blew the sky clean.

A few small silver stars, the moon like a scimitar, are nailed to the sky.

Lin Zihao turned around and went home to get a fruit knife!

When he arrived at school, he went directly to Class 156, a first-year high school student.

Zhang Yunqi was eating Qifengdu fish meal at the desk, and his head was sweating and his mouth was covered in oil.

"Let's look for me, right?" Zhang Yunqi saw him, wiped the red oil from his mouth with paper, walked out of the classroom and came to him: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Do you know why my dad surrendered?" Lin Zihao's voice was a little hoarse.

"I don't know." Zhang Yunqi said.

"You're forcing me."

"Who forced Chu Dapeng to die?"

"His lottery ticket is forged."

"Is it forged or not? The police will decide." Zhang Yunqi clearly felt that Lin Zihao was carrying a strong aura of revenge. This guy had already counted his jail on his head. Such a young man with strong energy would be unreasonable to be reckless. It would be nothing if he put it on the table, but it was easy to avoid hidden arrows and could not be prevented.

Zhang Yunqi said patiently: "All adults are adults, so it is better to be rational when looking at problems. The police will give you an explanation for who is right and who is wrong in this matter. In short, everyone has to bear the consequences for their actions. Your father has surrendered himself now. As long as you confess, explain the problem clearly, and cooperate actively, you will be able to come out in a few years. Of course, if you think this matter is my responsibility, then I can give you a suggestion, this time, you will get a good grade in the college entrance examination, go to a good university, and come out to make trouble for me."

"Do you have to educate me so arrogantly?"

"Why do you come and educate me?" Zhang Yunqi knew that his troublesome words were in vain. Lin Zihao couldn't even hide his emotions. After school at noon, he had to ask Ma Shi to find someone to stare at this dangerous person. He waved his hand and turned back to the classroom: "Let's be clear and talk to me again. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

No matter whether Zhang Yunqi's words were sincere or false, it fell into Lin Zihao's ears, and only humiliation was left, which was the kind of humiliation that he did not take him seriously and had to give him good intentions!

He stared at Zhang Yunqi's back, holding the fruit knife in his pocket, and felt the blood boiling! However, he didn't know whether it was the remaining reason or the cowardly personality, so the trembling hand could not be pulled out. The time flies. Zhang Yunqi had already sat back in his seat, and he had lost the good opportunity to take action, so he ran downstairs.

At that moment, he felt that he, a coward, had no last dignity, and he felt that he was redundant in this world! He was as despised as air, and anyone could trample on it! But what made him even more desperate was that at the corner of the tree-lined avenue, he met a girl he least wanted to meet at the moment.

The girl was wearing a white cotton skirt, ponytail, a pair of sneakers, white socks, and a book called "Walden" on her chest. She walked towards her. The midsummer morning was particularly quiet, with light on the sky, and the light shining on her body, and the skin and white cotton skirt seemed to be transparent.
Chapter completed!