Hedgehog and Tiger

He Xinchun has a problem.

If Yang Tang is not around, when he has something on his mind that he can't tell others, he will clean up the house as if in a daze.

It's eleven o'clock now, and he's still squatting in the bathroom scrubbing the bathtub.

Just now Angkor called him and told him who that person was.

Well played.

He Xinchun knew about Chu Feng's matter.

The motorcycle had been in their parking space for several years, and Yang Tang never moved it except for taking him out once in high school.It's just that it's okay to say so, but every half a month Yang Tang would go down with a basin and a rag to wipe off the accumulated dust.

It has been a car for many years, and it has never been damaged or rusted.

Chu Feng has always been a thorn in Yang Tang's heart, even if he pulls out his heartache, he still can't stop the bleeding.Buba always left it there, and thinking about it made his mother's heart chill.

As if suddenly discouraged, He Xinchun threw away the rag and sat in the bathroom regardless.

The water on the ground quickly soaked his pants, but he didn't get up.

dry.

It's all that scum.

He Xinchun squinted his eyes and thought for a while, until his butt was so cold that he couldn't feel it, then he got up and washed away the foam in the bathtub.

When Zhou Er woke up, she felt that she might as well die like this.

The fat man was sitting at the bottom of the bed, typing on the computer in his hand, and still muttering: "You are a fucking lone wolf attracting monsters?? Why are you running? I can't milk you."

A man stood by the window with his hands outside, and there was a faint smell of cigarettes.The figure is leaning on it as if it has no bones, and there is a strange pattern tattooed on its neck.

Zhou'er was so frightened that his heart seemed to be out of place. If he still couldn't remember these two people clearly, he could clearly see the person who beat him like this yesterday.

Yang Tang has yellow hair in junior high school and is not tall.It's like fighting and daring to say hello to everything.He didn't recognize him when he saw it yesterday. How could that kind of child who grew up wrapped in mud look like a normal person in a suit?

How can it be?

The sludge should imprint him in his bones.

Should be like him, go to jail, deal drugs, or live in some corner.

It should be like this.

should......

The door of the ward opened from the outside, and a young man entered.

He looks very energetic, with delicate features.He is tall, wearing an off-white cardigan, which makes him look gentle and elegant. At first glance, he looks like a good student who was stopped by someone in school to copy his homework.

"Angkor, I brought food here. Fatty, stop playing games, the food should be cold."

The young man cast his eyes on him in the next second.

Zhou Si'er closed her eyes, wondering if she was discovered by the young man just now.

Obviously that person looked gentle, but for some reason, the gaze cast on him was as cold as ice, reminding him of that bastard for no reason.

It took a while to look away, and Zhou Er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xinchun, your cooking is really delicious. When will you come to my house to teach my mother-in-law, she cooks really well, I'm not bragging, Angkor doesn't even eat."

Angkor, who ate raw pickled peppers in one bite, raised his eyebrows, kicked the fat man and said, "I won't eat anything."

He Xinchun watched the interaction between the two and smiled, and said, "Did the doctor say when he would wake up?"

"It's not accurate. The effect of anesthesia varies from person to person."

"Well, you can go about your own business for a while, I'll cover you here."

Angkor raised his eyebrows and said, "Is your office busy?"

"What are you busy with? I was free yesterday." He Xinchun said, peeled an apple and ate it, and put the knife on the bedside, and said, "I'll wait here for brother Tang. It's good if I'm here when he comes over from get off work." Stop it."

Stop something.

Fatty and Angkor looked at each other, like a mirror in their hearts.

After the fat man left with Angkor, He Xinchun looked at the person on the hospital bed and said, "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up."

Zhou Er squeezed the quilt tightly, thought for a while and opened his eyes.The effect of the anesthetic hadn't completely faded, he leaned back with support, and didn't feel the slightest pain.

"who are you?"

"You don't care about it." He Xinchun said, moved a chair and sat next to the hospital bed, crossed his legs to read the information, "A human life is worth ten years, life is really cheap."

Zhou'er smiled with the corners of her mouth open, and said, "Isn't it?"

"A person like Mr. Zhou must have suffered a lot in prison." He Xinchun said slowly as he flipped through the pages of the book. The payout is to jail.The prison guards just don't make mistakes and don't escape from the prison, and don't care about the rest.

Suddenly being mentioned about the matter in prison, Zhou'er's face turned red and white, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a fruit knife beside his hospital bed.

Knife.

is the knife.