The sound of breaking glass, the sound of punches hitting hard, and the sound of trying to tear the man into pieces, all swirled in his mind like a whirlpool. He punched down hard, and wanted to hit him again.

He punched twice, but was held back.

"No!" My mother cried in a hoarse voice, "You can't hit people, you still have to go to school, and you still have to take the college entrance examination!"

The man who was beaten to the ground had blood on his mouth, but he laughed and said drunken words: "My son has beaten me! Hahaha, my son has learned to beat me! Hit me, hit me here! Beat me to death!"

I don't know when the police arrived. The police car's lights were rotating and flashing red and blue lights reflected in the windows.

Ou Mingjun stood at the door of Qu Haoyan's house, watching the scene in the house in shock - Qu Haoyan pushed his father to the ground, he raised his fist, but was pulled by his mother.

In the end, the police pulled them apart. Qu Haoyan's father seemed to have sobered up a lot after being punched. He stopped talking and was completely confused. He was being educated by two policemen talking in the corner. Qu Haoyan

He was also taken out of the small room by a police officer and brought to the corridor for conversation.

"No matter how good your father is, he is still your father, you know? How can you take action against your own father?" The elderly policeman seriously criticized and educated Qu Haoyan, "You are a high school student, and you have encountered this kind of situation at home.

The problem is to know how to coordinate, not to use violence, do you understand?"

Qu Haoyan knew that there was no point in resisting. After all, domestic violence was always a household matter behind closed doors. No matter how unbearable the perpetrator was, he would still be labeled "father" or "husband" in the end.

Such a name eventually became a secret that others could not judge and left unexplained.

Therefore, when the police educated him, he chose to remain silent.

Of course, when the police saw that Qu Haoyan was so obedient, they didn't say anything more. They just told him not to use violence to solve such problems in the future. As for what his father was taught, it is unknown.

"Thank you for calling the police." Qu Haoyan greeted his friend at the door.

"It's nothing. Something like this has happened to your family before... That's why I said it today," Ou Mingjun paused and lowered his voice, "I just asked you if it would be okay if you didn't get the money to give to your dad. Ours

The neighbors also know about these things in your family, and it won't look good if it gets serious. I'm afraid that you will do something drastic and affect your college entrance examination next year."

"No, I'll know better from now on." Qu Haoyan patted Ou Mingjun on the shoulder, "You go back and rest. See you at school tomorrow."

Ou Mingjun glanced at the messy scene in Qu Haoyan's house, sighed helplessly and nodded: "Okay, I'm leaving. See you at school tomorrow."

After the police and Ou Mingjun left, Qu Haoyan pulled his father up and said coldly: "You can go."

However, at this moment, the sober father seemed to be a different person. He trembled and said to his son and ex-wife: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you. I drank too much... It's really because someone forced me to pay debts."

Only then did my son..."

Qu Haoyan saw that his mother seemed to be used to such scenes. She folded her arms and her face was calm... Or, in other words, there was no such word as "disappointment" in her heart.

"Didn't you hear Haoyan tell you to leave?" Mom pointed at the door, "How many more jokes do you want others to see in our family?"

Qu Haoyan's father shook his hands, as if the drunken and ferocious man who almost killed someone had nothing to do with him. He glanced at the two people in the room reluctantly, sighed at last, and headed out the door.

Go.

It wasn't until he left the room that my mother breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly walked to the door, locked the door hard, and finally leaned against the door and began to sob.

At this moment, Qu Haoyan didn't even know how to comfort his mother. He walked to the table, took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, but his mother waved her hand, wiped away her tears with her sleeves, and tried to calm herself down.

Mood: "Son, Mom is fine. You hurry up and do your homework. You have to go to school tomorrow."

"Yeah. I know." Qu Haoyan nodded silently. Watching his mother walk into the kitchen again to prepare food for setting up the stall tomorrow morning, his heart felt like an endless gray sky.

Turning around and walking to the window, Qu Haoyan saw a slightly hunched figure slowly walking towards the dark night. Even though the street lights were bright, they could not illuminate the way his father left. For a moment, Qu Haoyan's eyes were calm.

He was determined and terrifying, and the helplessness in his heart arose spontaneously. There seemed to be a voice constantly shouting in his ears in the night wind outside the window, letting him see clearly that this world was so real and terrifying...

Qu Haoyan didn't sleep well that night. Early the next morning, before dawn, he heard his mother coming out of the bedroom.

She had already changed her clothes and was carrying large and small bags of materials.

It looks like it's about to go out.

Qu Haoyan glanced at the mobile phone on the table.

Four thirty.

"Mom," Qu Haoyan sat up from the sofa, "Are you leaving the stall?"

Seeing that her son was awake, Qu's mother turned around and smiled and said, "Yeah, it's at this time every day. Why did you wake up? What time did you finish your homework last night?"

Not to mention homework, I don’t know most of it. If Sister Siri hadn’t provided reference answers, I would have stayed up all night.

"It's not too late," Qu Haoyan waved his hand and stood up, "I'll go with you."

"Nonsense, it's only half past four! Go to bed quickly!" Mom stopped Qu Haoyan's hand that was reaching out to help her carry something, "You have to go to school at seven o'clock! Just sleep a little longer!"

Qu Haoyan couldn't hold his mother back at all, so he was pushed back on the sofa. Seeing her carrying things out in a hurry, he had no choice but to lean on the sofa again and continue to be in a daze.

I thought this was a pure sweet love drama, talking about falling in love and going to school, looking forward and studying hard, and the drama was finished. But I didn’t expect to see what a drama it was after reading the script.

There are so many unknown stories behind love.

This morning, Qu Haoyan went to school before six o'clock in the morning.

He hadn't finished digesting what happened last night, and he really didn't want to stay in that small room for any longer.

However, because he went to school too early, the classroom door was not opened yet. The key seemed to be kept by the monitor, so he could not enter the classroom at this moment, so he could only wander around the school. Qu Haoyan remembered that there was a canteen in the school, it should be
Chapter completed!