The prince of heaven only wants salted fish

When Ji Cheng said this, the people present were silent.

It happened that a gust of wind swept across the rooftop at this time, blowing up Ji Cheng's overly loose clothes, faintly revealing the scars on his body.

Wearing the uniform of No. 7 Middle School, too short and thin body, and the background of both parents' death, plus the faint smell of medicinal wine when the wind blew, it is not difficult to guess what happened.

Coupled with Ji Cheng's young and clean face, the adults' eyes were already filled with heartache.

The police officer who had asked Ji Cheng opened his mouth and finally said dryly: "Child..."

"Where is your home? Let's take you back."

"In addition," the police officer thought again and again, and then said, "Do you have any other relatives? Or what is your class teacher's name?"

Ji Cheng thought about it, reported an address first, and then said: "My uncle is raising me now, but he went out to run goods a few days ago, and he has not been home during this period."

Family is not around-

The adults' expressions have a little more realization. A firefighter turned sideways and whispered to his colleagues below through the intercom, reminding them to pay attention to evacuating the crowd, and the police officer was silent, then took out a piece of notepaper from his arms, and wrote down a landline and a name with a ballpoint pen, and then handed it to Ji Cheng with a stack of money: "Child, this is my home phone number. If you have any difficulties in the future, remember to tell your uncle."

The stack of money was colorful, mostly change, but it was not a number that could be ignored.

Ji Cheng took the note, but did not take the money: "My parents left me enough money to live on."

The police officer insisted on giving it, and the two of them pushed and refused each other for several rounds. Finally, the police officer could only take the money back. He turned around and told his colleagues next to him a few words, and then he went downstairs first.

The female police officer quickly stepped forward and asked Ji Cheng some information in a soft voice. After the crowd below had been evacuated, she took Ji Cheng downstairs.

At this time, the police officer who went down first also came back sweating profusely. He held a bag of fruit candies in his hand and stuffed them into Ji Cheng's pocket: "Take these candies, as a gift from uncle."

"My daughter always says that eating sweets can make people feel better. You are about the same age as her. Whenever you are sad, just eat one. Don't do extreme things in the future."

"There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome."

When Ji Cheng was sent home, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

It was summer, and it got dark late. The setting sun was hanging in the sky, and large patches of fire clouds made the old-fashioned glass windows look red. The house was cold, and Ji Cheng looked around and found some leftovers.

The 3651 small world, if compared with the other modern small worlds that Ji Cheng had stayed in, was a little earlier. Although technology and economy had developed, it was far from the stage of booming and exploding ten or twenty years later, with new words such as artificial intelligence and unmanned economy appearing one after another.

——Therefore, microwave ovens were not popular in this era, and leftovers needed to be reheated on the stove.

Considering his cooking skills, Ji Cheng went out decisively and found a small noodle restaurant downstairs to have a meal.

The abandoned residential building where Ji Cheng stayed before was not too close to his residence. It took seven stops by bus, which was quite a distance in this small town.

The owner of the restaurant downstairs had not heard about the farce in the afternoon. He greeted Ji Cheng with a smile: "Xiao Ji, it's rare to see you come to eat here."

Ji Cheng showed a shy smile that was just right: "Isn't it because I miss your cooking skills, Uncle Zhang?"

"Uncle Zhang" smiled even brighter when he heard Ji Cheng's praise, and immediately added another spoonful of sauerkraut to the sauerkraut noodles ordered by Ji Cheng: "You are still growing up, you should eat more!"

Ji Cheng also nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and thanked him in a well-behaved tone: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"

His face was handsome and very childish. Old Zhang was relieved to see it, but he couldn't help but sigh with his wife when he turned his back to cook noodles: "What a good child, how could such a thing happen in his family."

*

As Ji Cheng and others had said and done before, Ji Cheng's body was named Ning Ji. He was only fourteen years old, but his parents died in a traffic accident a year ago.

The driver who caused the accident was arrested soon, and because he was fully responsible, he paid Ning Ji a large sum of money. Together with the insurance compensation purchased by Ning Ji's parents and the two houses they left behind, these assets are enough to support Ning Ji to go to college when he grows up.

After his parents passed away, Ning Ji's only relative, his uncle You Yi, took over the responsibility of raising Ning Ji so that Ning Ji would not be sent to an orphanage or something like that.

Everything seemed to be going on, but Ning Ji's life had already changed dramatically.

Before his parents got into trouble, Ning Ji had a happy family and a rich life. He himself was also a well-known "other people's child": not to mention being well-behaved and good-looking, Ning Ji showed a sense of intelligence since he was a child. He skipped two grades in elementary school. Now he is only fourteen years old and has already entered high school.

However, the year when Ning Ji's parents had the accident happened to be his third year in junior high school. Ning Ji was young, and the traffic accident was so serious that it even made the headlines of the small town news. Such a big event could not be hidden from Ning Ji even if others wanted to.

So for the whole year after that, Ning Ji was completely distracted. Not to mention studying normally, even if he wanted to reorganize his life, it was particularly difficult.

Ning Ji used to feel the warmth of home as soon as he opened his eyes. His mother would put his breakfast on the table, and his father would come back from the door, bringing milk and newspapers that had just been put in the mailbox this morning. Then the three of them would go out on time, go to work, go to school, and when he returned home in the evening, there would definitely be delicious meals waiting for him.

However, when the bad news of his parents' death came, he opened his eyes to face an empty and deserted house. Ning Ji had to clean, cook, go to the bank to pay water and electricity bills, and pay attention to whether there were notices posted at the door when entering and leaving the building, reminding him that the water and gas might be cut off that night - in fact, they were not difficult things, but each one seemed to remind Ning Ji: you are alone.

Even the rare cool breeze on a summer night was like the sobbing of a ghost, with an unattainable chill.

Under such circumstances, Ning Ji's academic performance plummeted. Originally, his grades could have been stable enough to get him into a key high school in the province, but in the end, Ning Ji performed poorly in the high school entrance examination and could only enter an extremely ordinary high school in the small town where he originally lived.

——It was considered ordinary in this small town, but if you look at the whole province, it was an undisputed bad high school.

It was considered lucky to have two or three top students in a year.

In this era, no one would repeat a grade during the high school entrance examination, and Ning Ji himself was even more confused, and of course he would not think of this level, so he naturally went to No. 7 Middle School to enroll.

However, this was not the end of all his nightmares, but another beginning.

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Ning Ji had a smooth life in both primary and junior high school because of his good grades, his reputation as a genius, and his parents' protection. However, he now entered an extremely ordinary middle school - this not only means that the teaching staff of No. 7 Middle School is not satisfactory, but also means that there are all kinds of people in it -

Outstanding appearance, well-behaved and kind, young age, and both parents are dead. These characteristics combined together will not only win the kindness and sympathy of others, but also attract endless malice.

Outstanding appearance will attract jealousy, and being well-behaved and kind, to a certain extent, means that the character is soft and will not resist. Being young means that you can't fight even if you want to, and you are at the bottom of the food chain. The death of both parents means that there is no one to support you.

Rounding off, isn't this equivalent to a line of words written on his face saying "Come and bully me"? ?

The scars that Ji Cheng saw when he turned up his sleeves and trouser legs came from this - although his study state was chaotic in the third year of junior high school and his grades plummeted, his foundation was there, and No. 7 Middle School was indeed not a famous school, so Ning Ji was still in the forefront of No. 7 Middle School.

It happened that the school leaders of this term suddenly wanted to organize a "pair-to-pair" activity, and Ning Ji, as a "good student", was naturally paired with a "bad student".

It was just very unfortunate that his paired deskmate was not a good person.

In other words, the deskmate named Mai Chengjie who was "paired" by Ning Ji was not a big troublemaker. At most, he would skip classes and not do homework, but who let him have a "big brother" behind him?

For Mai Chengjie, Ning Ji's role was mainly to facilitate him to copy homework, but for the "big brothers" behind him, Ning Ji's role was very diverse - he could beat and scold, and he could also help bring food and ask for pocket money, etc., even the younger brothers were not so useful, okay?

They could not feel the slightest sympathy for Ning Ji's life experience. On the contrary, being able to bully such "good students" and trample on them was a reflection of their status and ability.

There were many such gangsters in No. 7 Middle School. Several bad students led by them were domineering, and most of the others were cautious and watched from the sidelines. Those who were bullied like Ning Ji could only think that they were unlucky.

Ning Ji also had a strong self-esteem. When he encountered such a thing, he was unwilling to tell the teacher or his uncle.

He felt that he was fourteen years old and an adult. How could he bother others again?

However, the uncomfortable mood was not pretended to be gone, so Ning Ji would often run to the roof of the abandoned residential building after school, blow the wind on the rooftop and be in a daze.

After that, he would feel better.

And this time when Ji Cheng came through, it was really a bit of a coincidence - a few days ago, Ning Ji was blocked and beaten by those "school bullies" again. This time, the other party was a bit cruel. Ning Ji couldn't sleep well for several consecutive nights because of the pain. He was criticized by the teacher for dozing off in class in the morning. Ning Ji felt uncomfortable but couldn't say anything, so he came here again after school.

To be precise, he really didn't think about dying, but probably Ning Ji's posture when he looked outside did look a bit like he was going to jump off the building. There happened to be a passerby passing by downstairs, so he was scared and called the police immediately.

It was also when the fire truck came and the firefighters shouted "You still have a long life", Ning Ji actually had the urge to jump down for a moment.

——If he died like this, would those who bullied him feel pain and regret?

If Ji Cheng were to answer this question, he would definitely say: If he died, it's hard to say whether these people would feel pain and regret.

But if you just want them to feel pain and regret, there are many ways!