Attack one attack two hand in hand run away

Sensing the gaze, Gu Jin looked up, and after seeing clearly who it was, he frowned and turned his face away.

I don't want to talk to this person today.

Ye Chen continued to walk down, and only smelled a smell of smoke when he got close.

Looking down, the person leaning on the railing held a cigarette that was about to burn out in his fingers, and the light smoke slowly drifted towards the sky.

The owner of the smoke has a cold expression, and his facial features cannot be seen clearly in the mist, with a hazy beauty.

When the two stood on the same floor, Ye Chen and Gu Jin faced each other, no, he faced it unilaterally, and the people opposite obviously didn't want to look at him.

However, Ye Chen still had to do one thing.

He took a step forward, and the two bodies began to approach each other.

"?Hello."

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Gu Jin instinctively leaned back, but unfortunately there were only solid railings behind him, perfectly blocking his way.

He raised his hand, trying to push the person back, and the next second, the raised hand was held.

The expression of the person holding his hand was the same as before, not disturbed by his attitude, still smiling gently, but with a serious look in his eyes.

Gu Jin paused, stopped her movements, and opened her mouth, "You..."

In the next second, the cigarette between his fingers was taken away.

Ye Chen said righteously, "Smoking is harmful to your health."

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions just now, and after seeing Gu Jin's complexion worsened, he expressed his understanding in his heart.

If someone took the cigarette away suddenly, taking care of Jin's temper would definitely make her angry.

Gu Jin's clenched fist creaked, but she didn't say anything in the end.

He glanced at Ye Chen, and saw Ye Chen put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.

Turned around and ignored the other party.

The wind after the rain blew across his cheeks, which made him sober up a lot.

He came to look for his eldest brother, but the front desk said that Gu Yuan was talking to someone up there, so he took a break, since it wasn't a big deal anyway, he turned around and wanted to leave, but it happened to be raining.

He just randomly found a reception room for the meeting.

He doesn't like thunderstorms.

dislike it very much.

When his mother abandoned him, it was a thunderstorm.

On the day when I was kidnapped as a child, it also rained heavily.

He squinted and saw a few birds circling in the sky. The birds flew in groups, and after a few seconds, they flew away again and went to a new place.

But one was left behind, and it flapped its wings vigorously, chasing after the large group.

The distance was not far, and it successfully caught up.

In my memory, when I was 4 years old, my mother put him at a certain crossroads, and my mother’s face was blurred. I only remember that she said to him, "Good boy, mommy is going to buy some things, you wait here for me."

That day's mother was rare and gentle. He didn't want to make the other party unhappy, so he nodded obediently.

Children may have some kind of intuition. Although they cannot understand some things, they can perceive them.

The day turned to dusk, and then to night.

When the sun sets, when the moon rises.

When the clouds gather, when the rain pours down.

He realized that his mother would not come back.

It could be a few days, or it could be months, or it could be forever.

He didn't know when he was young, and he didn't want to know.

Countless questions rushed into my mind mixed with the rain, so many questions, the rain was cold.

There were so many questions that he couldn't think, and in the end there were only three words left.

--why?

Every time, every time, every thunderstorm, these three words would pop up in his heart.

He didn't understand when he was young, so, does he understand now?

If, when his mother turned her back to him, the young him could chase after him like that bird, would he catch up?

But nothing is if.

Even if he knew it was no use chasing after him.

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After the rain stopped, he was ready to go home. Anyway, it would be the same when his elder brother came back. He walked to the stairs, smoked a cigarette halfway down the stairs, and then saw his deadly enemy coming down the stairs.

At that moment, he realized who the person talking to his eldest brother was.

unlucky.

Next time I go out, I really should look at the almanac.

When Gu Jin was in a daze, Ye Chen didn't leave, but leaned against the stairs.

Perhaps it was because of the conversation with Gu Yuan just now, when he saw Gu Jin, he would always have some complicated emotions in his heart.

When he was silent, Ye Chen no longer smiled at the corners of his mouth, the sharpness that was always hidden in his eyes was slightly revealed, and he carried an aura of not getting close to strangers.

When she came back to her senses, Gu Jin's expression returned to her indifferent expression, showing a low mood.He looked down at his watch and continued walking down.

Ye Chen didn't speak, and followed down the stairs.

There were three stairs between the two, and a few minutes later.

Gu Jin: "Why are you following me?"

Ye Chen: "If you want to go downstairs, you can only take this staircase."

Gu Jin: "..." Okay.

A few minutes later.

Gu Jin: "Why are you so close to me?"

Ye Chen: "?" He pointed down, showing to the other party that there were three steps between them, which did not meet the definition of "near".

Gu Jin: "..." He opened his hand, revealing all five fingers.The fingers are slender and strong, with a sense of strength.

Ye Chen: "?"

Gu Jin: "Five festivals."

From Gu Jin's perspective, the arch-enemy smiled helplessly, with a touch of connivance, and really went up two knots.

Feeling more angry what's going on.

Another few minutes passed.

Just as Gu Jin was about to speak, she heard "Stop making trouble for no reason." The tone was like coaxing a child in a kindergarten.

The fist is hard.jpg.

The two walked like this, the stairs were very long, and now there is still one third left.

When they reached the corner, Gu Jin stopped.

Ye Chen also stopped. Looking down from above, he didn't have a fear of heights, but looking at it this way, the long stairs looked like a giant swallowing beast, waiting for someone to fall into the trap with its mouth open.

The person in front of him was stunned, Ye Chen frowned slightly, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask what was wrong with the other person, but in the next second he found that Gu Jin's foot was not stable, and his whole body began to fall forward.

At that moment, revolving memories flashed across Ye Chen's mind.

His mother died by jumping off a building.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still in front of him, the colors in the painting gradually faded, the movements of the people in the painting were manually slowed down, and blood began to spread from all over the painting.

The body reacted faster than the brain, he reached out and took Gu Jin's hand.

The strength is so great that I don't even realize it.

"..."

"... Ye Chen?"

"When the hell do you want to hold it?"

Ye Chen came back to his senses and found that his back was soaked in cold sweat. He pretended to be calm and took his hand back.

"I saw that you were not standing still, so I gave you a hand."

Gu Jin didn't answer, and replied after a while, "It was an accident just now," he looked down, his voice hoarse, "Anyway, I can't fall to my death."

There is a small open space between each flight of stairs as a connection point. It is true that as Gu Jin said, falling down would not be life-threatening in general.

Ye Chen frowned when he heard it, and reminded the other party, "Don't make fun of your own life."

Seeing that the other party didn't take it seriously, Ye Chen's suppressed emotions broke through the limit again, and there was something surging in the depths of his eyes.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging into his flesh, before he calmed himself down.

A series of responses have been automatically formed in my mind, some of which are combined with the other party's condition.

From among them, he chose the set of arguments that he thought was the most convincing at the moment, and just as he was about to say it, Gu Jin glanced at him.

The other party put his hand in his pocket, his tone was still indifferent, but he replied, "I see."

At the same time, a very personal smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But I have to clarify, I often play extreme sports, so why are you afraid of these stairs?"

A gust of wind blew up violently, messing up the hair and skirt of the man who was speaking, but the smile on the corner of the man's mouth never disappeared, instead it widened even further.

Arrogant and wanton.

Fearless.

Ye Chen smiled, and it wasn't until just now that his vision regained the color it should have.

Among them, the color on Gu Jin's body was astonishingly bright.

Some people's pain is like a small knife wound, and it will hurt a few times from time to time.

Some people's pain is like being cut by a knife, and blood will flow out from time to time.

However, the pain of some people is exposed from the moment of generation, and the blood is constantly oozing from the inside, and there will never be a day of healing.

Although some people's wounds are small, the owner wants everyone to know that he has a wound.

Although some people have big wounds, the owner never intends for them to be discovered.

The corners of Ye Chen's eyes were slightly bent, and he clenched his fists. Feeling the pinch marks in his hands, he followed the people down again.

He realized that for Gu Jin, no matter how painful the wound was, he would just stop, wait for a while, and continue to move forward when he could bear it.

He doesn't need sympathy from outsiders, nor does he need excessive kindness from others.

It doesn't make any sense to him.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-0221:44:56~2020-11-0522:48:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of murmuring;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!