Facing scumbags, I choose BE

If his parents were still alive, they would probably die of anger when they saw him like this.

Back then, what kind of ecstasy did he get, and he felt that he had to follow Chu Qing for the rest of his life?

Jing Huan looked down and saw rows of small ants lined up under an old tree in front of him, busy hugging them back and forth.

Thoughts unknowingly go back to the past.

At that time, he was still in high school.

I have known Chu Qing for a while.

He walks out of the gate with his classmates after school

It was winter, and after school in the afternoon, their high school would have to study by themselves late.

Jing Huan usually doesn't go home during this time, because of time constraints, he will buy some snacks to wrap his belly at the small stall in front of the school, and when he returns home, his mother Lin Huafeng will cook him a new meal.

It was a gloomy night, with a wind blowing.

When he left the school gate, the first person he saw was Chu Qing.

He will always remember that day, Chu Qing was wearing a black sweater and a vest jacket, his whole body was black, he was very thin, and wearing black made him look even thinner, but because of the contrast of his facial features, Chu Qing stood out in the crowd. Also very conspicuous and handsome.

Seeing him approaching, Chu Qing stepped forward with a smile all over his face.

"You're really late after school." Chu Qing just complained.

He has been waiting here since one o'clock in the afternoon.

He went out to work as a part-time job before, earned some money, and paid back all the money he owed Brother Jiang.

After resting this afternoon, he thought of Jing Huan.

He remembered the scene of eating noodles with Jing Huan before, and he picked up the mung bean sprouts and cucumbers inside and gnawed hard.

He knew that Jing Huan loved this thing.

When he came today, he deliberately went to the restaurant where they had eaten before, and brought him a large portion.

Jing Huan didn't expect that he would bring food for himself.

The small vendor is a northerner. Their northern noodles are made differently from the southern ones, and they have a unique taste. Eating a portion will make people think about coming back next time.

Chu Qing was one meter away from him, and handed him the things in his hands. Through the air, Jing Huan could feel the fragrance from Chu Qing's care and concern.

He took it with a smile, and Chu Qing grinned brightly at him with her thin body crooked in the cold wind.

After blowing in the wind for a few hours, seeing Jing Huan liking the things he bought, and seeing the happy smile on his face, Chu Qing felt that it was worth blowing in the wind for a few more hours.

That day, they found a secluded place.

The two of them sat together, Chu Qing held the book for him, and Jing Huan sat there eating the noodles in the plastic bag with chopsticks.

Chu Qing looked at him, and Jing Huanchi was extremely happy.

When he was about to finish eating, Chu Qing suddenly said, "Huanhuan, from now on I will bring all the most delicious food in the world to you."

Jing Huan was dazed for a moment, and then smiled sweeter than Nuan Yu: "Then tell me, what is the most delicious food in the world?"

Chu Qing raised her head and thought for a moment, then said seriously, "I won't know until I earn some money and give it to you."

Jing Huan laughed when he heard Pula.

Chu Qing also laughed along with him.

At that time, Jing Huan didn't take it seriously. When he first heard Chu Qing's words, he was actually only surprised and slightly moved.

Later, Chu Qing really succeeded, and for a period of time, he really held the best things in front of his eyes.

Jing Huan withdrew his thoughts.

The old days were really good.

He used to think that the word "memory" was the most bitter, but now he realizes that what he can recall again and again is the most beautiful and sweetest thing.

But on the other hand, it also shows that his current life is not as good as before, otherwise, why would he have been stuck in that vague memory over and over again and couldn't extricate himself.

He is in love with the warmth of the past, isn't it because there is no trace of love around him at the moment?

Jing Huan felt that he was very pitiful. He had worked hard for more than ten years, and finally he would leave here with countless regrets.

Look at the ants under the corner of the wall. They are so busy that they still have their own food to eat, but they have been busy for so long, and they are all making wedding dresses for others. Their hands are empty and vulnerable.

He is so pitiful that even an ant can easily compare him.

There were fewer and fewer people in the park, and the few old people with their children had left with their children at some point.

He was sitting on the bench, and occasionally a few leaves were hung up in the wind and fell on his shoulders.

Like those bronze statues on the street corner, he sat there, thinking far away, his eyes unfocused.

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I do not know how long it has been.

He just sat silently on this chair for most of the day.

A few sporadic people came over, they all glanced at him curiously and hastily, then left silently.

The sun is also flickering, slowly sinking in the good and the bad.

Jing Huan couldn't help coughing twice. He stretched out his left fist to his mouth, and his throat became dry and itchy. He coughed lightly twice at first, and then the strange feeling in his throat became more and more serious. He coughed so hard that it bent waist.

It was hard to hold his breath, and his face was flushed red.

Looking at the sky again, it was already close to dusk, this one was close to a day without oil and salt, and now he didn't even feel hungry.

When he stood up, his head was dizzy and his eyes were dark. He couldn't support himself and sat down again. It took a long time before he stood up again.

It's getting late, and we can't spend the night here.

Although there is no temperature at home, it is still a home, and I still have to go back when it gets dark.

Jing Huan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and when he saw it, he had advanced to six o'clock.

The sunset was gradually rising in the sky, and the chairs began to regain moisture.

The dew was about to fall at night, so he looked around and walked towards the exit of the park.

the other side.

When the lights come on, the night scene in the city is always beautiful and charming.

Lin Yiran, who came out of the cake shop, just hung up the phone. Right after he got off work, Lin Yan called and asked him to bring her a piece of YL's fresh milk cake. She liked the taste of this store.

Lin Yiran, who had just finished selling his things, was about to get in the car and leave with the cake box, when he saw that familiar figure dangling among the crowd. Obviously, that figure was a little bent, a little indescribably desolate, and it wasn't so in the crowd. Eye-catching, but he just saw it at a glance.

Lin Yiran frowned, it was so late, how could Jing Huan appear here alone.

His clothes were still worn in the morning, and he was carrying a bag in his hand, which he saw when he went to his place in the morning, and a bad feeling enveloped his heart.

Jing Huan walked aimlessly. He didn't want to go home by car. He knew that he would go back by himself now. He had already stayed in that cold house enough. Chu Qing would not go back now. He knew him too well. If he decides to come back tonight, it will be very late.

Now, he was walking slowly on the street, walking back step by step.

Think of it as a walk.

"Where do you live?"

Jing Huan paused, and turned his head to see the slightly flamboyant handsome face on Yiliang's bright red sports car, which was his attending doctor.

Jing Huan didn't expect to see him here now, and was a little embarrassed for a while, but he still greeted with a smile: "Doctor Lin."

Lin Yiran recruited him through the car window: "The temperature drops, if you catch a cold, it will do no harm to your current situation."

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2 minute later.

Jing Huan was sitting in Lin Yiran's car, and there was a faint fragrance of lavender in the car.

I didn't expect him to be a very emotional doctor.

Jing Huan said thank you, Lin Yiran

Lin Yiran started the car.

There were more people on the road at night.

When Jing Huan saw the cake bag in Lin Yiran's car, he couldn't help it: "Doctor Lin also likes to eat this?"

Immediately, Wenwan regretted it, and suddenly remembered the tall woman he saw in the mall that day, thinking that he would not eat these as a man, and probably bought them for his girlfriend.

His mouth is so fast, recently he was sick and confused, and he forgot to think and start talking.

Lin Yiran was driving the car, and when he heard him ask this question, he looked at him in the rearview mirror and smiled: "For you."

Jing Huan's heart skipped a beat, and then she laughed: "Doctor Lin, you really know how to joke."

After speaking, Lin Yiran smiled lightly when he saw this, "Didn't I see that you are so serious every day?"

Jing Huan stopped laughing when he heard this, his face was full of astonishment, he is very serious every day?

They have only met a few times in total. Does it make the doctor feel that he is very serious and serious every time?

How could he not know when he became such a person.

Lin Yiran saw the surprised expression on his face, and said again: "Hey, you're just kidding, you give me the impression that you are gentle and harmless." After speaking, he hummed for a moment and then nodded to himself.

Jing Huan also laughed, and said: "You are also very gentle."

"Ah, there are still people who comment on me like that. You must not understand me." After Lin Yiran finished speaking, he quickly turned his head to look at him, his face full of crescents.

Soon.

The car enters a high-end residential area.

The car just stopped not long ago.

Jing Huan saw another car coming from the side, and the two got out of the car at the same time.

Chu Qing held a hot takeaway in his hand, which was well packaged.

When he saw Jing Huan coming out of another bright sports car, his expression froze immediately, and he almost subconsciously glanced at the man in the car.

So familiar, with slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, chiseled facial features, and thin lips like a maple, he is holding the steering wheel and preparing to turn the car.

Seeing his blunt expression, Jing Huan knew that he had misunderstood, but he didn't want to show too much in front of outsiders, which would make him feel extremely embarrassed.

After Lin Yiran turned the car around, Jing Huan waved slightly to the car window and said thank you.

Lin Yiran also waved to him, and then left.

It's not that he didn't see the man in front, the cold look cast on his eyes made him feel as if he was being stabbed by needles, he didn't look at him and didn't say anything unnecessary.

I don't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings to Jing Huan because of myself.

After Lin Yiran left.

"Everyone is gone, don't you want to part with it?" The cool voice behind her was full of acne.

Jing Huan saw the disgust in Chu Qing's eyes.

His heart turned cold, and he immediately looked away, not looking at him, and walked upstairs in a depressed mood.

Chu Qing followed closely, his hand holding the bag turned white from his pinching.

When they got home, the door was closed with a "bang" by Chu Qing.

The doors and windows of the shaking house slammed.

After Jing Huan changed her slippers, she frowned into a plain word: "What's wrong with you?"