Facing scumbags, I choose BE

After Chu Qing heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up into a moon, because of his grandma's incident a few days ago, he half-hidden.

Today, I came here suddenly, looking at the big gilded characters of the No. [-] Middle School, I remembered the people from before.

He didn't expect to meet him by chance, but Huang Mao was looking for trouble for him, and Chu Qing, who was already in a bad mood, stepped forward immediately.

Those people are Jiang Kui's people, they must be because after Jing Huan helped him last time, they went to Jing Huan like a rascal when they couldn't find him.

"Where is your home, I'll see you off." Chu Qing said.

Jing Huan was taken aback, he wanted to send him home?

Chu Qing said again: "I'm afraid Huangmao and the others will be sent back halfway."

Jing Huan has no experience with thin skin and tender meat, so she definitely won't be able to deal with these people.

After hearing this, Chu Qing suddenly smiled: "It turns out that his name is Huang Mao, and it really echoes his image."

Skull's hair was dyed yellow, but he didn't expect the hair to be his name.

Originally wanted to refuse, but Chu Qing saw that his eyes were extremely sincere under the illumination of the light, and those resolute eyes seemed to have magical power, so he couldn't help but to explore.

He obediently agreed to him.

In this way, the two walked together on the road.

Passing by a food stall, Jing Huan took a second look.

Chu Qing stepped forward; "Boss, here are two old-fashioned noodles."

Looking back at Jing Huan with a hearty smile: "This one is delicious, I've eaten it before."

Jing Huan looked at the noodle stall owner pushing Yiliang's electric tricycle. The vegetables and dough for sale were placed in the glass frame. A mobile gas tank was tied to the front of the car and there was a small barbecue stall next to it, but you could see it through the glass. The top is greasy, Jing Huan would never buy these things on weekdays.

His mother, Lin Huafeng, has even urged him to eat less junk food at school, as it is not good for his health, and eating bad food will affect his later entrance exams.

Therefore, even though the snacks on both sides of the school were in full swing, he still barely ate a few of them.

Now that Chu Qing invited him to eat, after hesitating for a while, he smiled and sat down with him on the small metal table next to him.

"Do you want some chili?"

Not long after the two sat down, the owner of the small vendor turned his head and asked them while holding a seasoning bag in his hand.

Chu Qing looked at him, and smiled even more: "Say it."

"I, I don't want chili." Jing Huan paused and looked at him.

Chu Qing raised her neck: "I want one piece, but I don't want one piece."

"You seem to be very experienced." Jing Huan couldn't help laughing.

Does he eat here often?

Chu Qing's eyes were piercing: "No, I will come here soon."

Jing Huan paused when he heard this.

The two were silent.

Soon the owner of the stall brought up two portions of dough, one for each person.

Chu Qing picked up the black vinegar from the iced tea bottle at the table and sprinkled some into Jing Huan's bowl: "If you don't want chili, you have to add vinegar, otherwise it will be unpalatable if it's neither spicy nor sour."

Jing Huan watched as he squeezed the tip of the iced black tea into his bowl, and a stream of black vinegar lay between the dough and mung bean sprouts: "Mix it yourself."

After speaking, she sprinkled some into her own bowl, and Jing Huan watched him mix and followed suit.

Finally adjusted, put a piece into the mouth.

Sour, with a unique aroma of conditioning, surprisingly delicious.

He stretched his brows, couldn't help but picked two more pieces and put them in his mouth, Chu Qing looked at him from the opposite side and smiled: "It's delicious."

Jing Huan was a little embarrassed, but suddenly realized, and nodded: "Not bad."

It was the first time he ate noodles, and it was introduced by Chu Qing.

In the days that followed, Jing Huan ate the old dough that Chu Qing gave him many times.

He has never thought that there is any snack that is more palatable than dough.

He ate very happily that night, as if a certain corner of his heart became alive because of a person's accidental intrusion.

After eating, Chu Qing sent him home as promised, but it was only one road away from his home, and he waved goodbye to Chu Qing.

That night, he felt that the sycamore leaves on the side of the road became lovely, and every time he stepped on the ground, he felt extremely light, and he felt an indescribable excitement in his heart. It was just a roadside stall, but he felt different happiness.

After crossing the road, he couldn't help but look back, only to find that the person who was supposed to leave was still watching him quietly.

The four eyes met, the gurgling water was silent, how many tung leaves fell...

When the lights are on, the bustling road is full of cars and people, people come and go, between the sky and the earth, two thin shadows look at each other without saying a word...

Jing Huan withdrew his thoughts.

He thought, it was at that time that his heart began to flutter.

It's just that I didn't know at the time that the two boys would also call.

Chu Qing's phone rang next to him, but he turned his head slightly to look in Jing Huan's direction, then got up and walked towards the living room.

"Hello..." He spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the room.

If it was in the past, Jing Huan would definitely be full of joy, Chu Qing cared and cared for him a lot.

Afraid that he would not be able to rest well, he answered the phone and went outside.

But now, as he watched Chu Qing go out and speak farther and farther away from him, another voice came from his heart: Jing Huan, Chu Qing has already started to guard against you, and she will stay away from you when making calls. , Afraid you hear something you shouldn't hear?

He knew that he shouldn't be so sensitive and suspicious at this moment, he should believe in Qingqing, even if he didn't believe him, he should believe in their 12 years together.

Chu Qing still loved him, and he went out of the bedroom to answer the phone just to let him sleep peacefully.

He still has you in his heart.

But thinking this way, he couldn't help mobilizing all his nerves and senses in his heart. In the dark night, he could hear almost any movement, but now he held his breath and concentrated, and he still couldn't clearly hear what he said outside and who he was talking to.

Jing Huan laughed at himself, he was treated like that just now, why did he turn around and think about what Chu Qing was doing, what happened to him now?

In the past, he would never be like this, even if Chu Qing didn't return late at night, he would never think about what the other party would do outside that he didn't know.

Because Chu Qing would always tell him who he went to dinner with and what interesting things happened.

Over time, he got used to it, don't ask him what happened when he was alone,

But at some point, Chu Qing stopped talking to him about these things.

His pride made him unable to open his mouth like a woman, mother-in-law and mother-in-law to ask and inquire, just like the strong perfume smell on him these days.

Although after time has passed, when it reaches the home, the smell will be much smaller, so small that it can be ignored if it is not easy to smell.

But he still smelled it.

Tonight, when Chu Qing was treating him crazily, the inexplicable fragrance seemed to float into his nostrils again, his sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and it was impossible to ignore it.

Now that he was on the phone outside, Jing Huan felt sick again.

He touched his chest with both hands, and the lump became more and more rigid. He curled up in the quilt, like a newborn baby, and he couldn't feel any warmth under the quilt.

The body exudes numbness like an electric current passing through the whole body from the inside to the outside in circles.

He is a good person, what happened, how did he become like this?

Where does he now have the confidence and confidence that he used to have when talking and laughing in the mall?

How could he be so cautious and sentimental

Jing Huan loathes her present self.

He forced himself not to prick up his ears to listen to all the movements happening outside, and he knew clearly who to call was his freedom and had nothing to do with him.

He can't interfere, and there's nothing to interfere.

Now he should have a good rest. After going to work tomorrow, he has to think about how to face the doctor asking about his condition.

Even if there is no hope for a cure, he still wants to live every day with optimism.

He checked online and found that the disease has a lot to do with mood.

His emotional ups and downs will not help his condition in the slightest.

Jing Huan breathes slowly and gently, pulls the quilt up, and sleeps well, when the sun rises, it will be a brand new day, and hope will follow.

He needs to cheer up and not let this negative emotion engulf him more and more violently.

On the other side, the balcony.

After Chu Qing hung up the phone, he was about to walk inside.

He stopped suddenly, as if thinking of something.

He sent a series of numbers like an unfamiliar number, and attached a sentence: find out this person.