Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

When Ming Han raised his head again, Lin Ji had already disappeared at the entrance of the alley.In fact, it was not because of anything else, he was just afraid of scaring "Daiyu".

That person had a stomach ache and a foot injury, and his face was full of disappointment. He was already irritable enough. What's more, he wrote all over his body that he was not the same as him. There was no need to get involved in these boring and meaningless things.

Ming Han slowly took his left hand off the wall and put it in the pocket of his sports pants, his tone impatient.

"Fang Yang, stay away from me."

"I don't!" Fang Yang replied firmly, "I don't understand, why do you always want to stay away from me?"

"Must it be ugly?" Ming Han said lightly, but his tone was cold, and his face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice.

Fang Yang's originally handsome face will become a little distorted here, maybe he really can't figure it out, he raised his hand to pinch Ming Han's chin, and asked persuasively: "Ming Han, why are you doing this to me?"

"It's because I don't like you." Facing Fang Yang's anger, Ming Han's tone made no waves other than indifference. "Why should I stay away from you? Don't you know? Do you need to be reminded of what you have done?"

"You are really ungrateful." Fang Yang smiled sarcastically, "I wanted to kick me away when I felt that I didn't need me anymore, Ming Han, do you still remember who helped you in the most difficult time? Without me, Are you alive now?"

Fang Yang suddenly lowered his head, noticed his left hand in his pocket, grabbed his wrist and pulled it out, and found that the man was holding a folding knife in his hand, he couldn't help but sneered.

"You still have a knife to stab me?" Fang Yang twisted Ming Han's wrist forcefully while speaking, and the knife naturally fell into his hands.

Ming Han didn't intend to snatch at all, and his expression didn't change, he just shook his head and said, "You're right, you did help me back then, and I was grateful to you."

"What about now?" Fang Yang asked, "Do you really hate me so much now?"

"You really want to know?"

However, how can I explain the truth to people living in my own world.

"Nonsense." Fang Yang gnashed his teeth angrily.

Facing the questioning gaze of the person in front of him, Ming Han let out a deep breath, "Okay, then I'll tell you in a way you can understand."

He took Fang Yang's hand holding the knife unhurriedly, but in the next second he suddenly exerted strength, grabbed the handle of the knife and pressed the man's hand to his neck.

"Grass." Fang Yang was taken aback by this sudden movement, and quickly stopped his voice, "Let go!"

The tip of the knife was quite close, almost touching Ming Han's skin, and it might pierce it with a flick, so Fang Yang didn't dare to move back.

"Fang Yang." When Ming Han spoke, the vibration in his throat would make his neck touch the tip of the knife.

From the opposite angle, the jackknife had already scratched Ming Han's skin.Both of them knew very well that this silvery thing was as sharp as a scalpel.

At this moment, Fang Yang was really a little flustered, for fear that an accident would happen if he didn't pay attention, and the knife would really go in.

However, Ming Han's complexion did not change, his tone of voice and speed of speech did not change at all, just like a normal face-to-face conversation.

"I am a human being, so have the right to be free, no matter what delusions you have, I don't like you. I have never agreed to be with you, and never will, it has nothing to do with my sexual orientation , please remember this. As for the fact that you saved me..."

"If you really want to ask for an explanation, either you stab me to death today and repay the mercy; or don't pester me in the future, both parties."

"My mother - your mother!" Fang Yang didn't expect Ming Han to do this at all.

What this kid is doing now is nothing more than answering the question just now: he would rather die than accept himself.

It's really a fucking simple and rude way.

Fang Yang's mind was full of confusion for a while, he had been repulsed by Ming Han to such an extent.

Ming Han looked at the angry and puzzled eyes of the person in front of him, and snorted mockingly, "You will never figure it out, because you only have yourself in your heart. Even you don't like me at all, but just want to Control me."

"Fart!" For this statement, Fang Yang retorted without hesitation.

"My hands are numb. For the last three counts, agree or stab me. If you don't speak, I will stab me myself." Ming Han's tone was cold, and he was completely uninterested in arguing about unnecessary things.

The boys around me looked dumbfounded.

This is Fang Yang, the master of Yundao, who dares to play tricks in front of Fang Yang.

But this Ming Han is really strong.

No wonder Fang Yang had to have him.

Ming Han: "Three."

"Are you crazy?" Fang Yang's complexion was already very bad, but the tip of the knife was on his neck, and he didn't dare to act rashly. This white-eyed wolf who was not familiar with it was really too difficult to deal with.

Ming Han: "Two."

Fang Yang's eyes were reddish, and he stared at Ming Han with an indifferent face in front of him.Is this kid really fucking fearless or fearless?

He dared to force himself to say give up.

Ming Han: "One."

"Okay!" The last number had already been spoken, Fang Yang had no choice but to pant with his chest heaving, and gritted his teeth to shout out a word.

At this moment, Ming Han is like a little leopard who vows to defend his territory to the death, and will not back down a single bit.Even if he is not sure whether he will really attack, Fang Yang can only choose to compromise.

It wasn't until the sound landed that Ming Han took off the jackknife around his neck. There was already a bloodstain on his neck, but his face was still indifferent and serious, and he said in a cold tone: "You'd better Remember your promise."

"I'll fuck your mother's promise!"

The extremely angry Fang Yang threw the jackknife in his hand far away. He really didn't know how much self-control he had used so that he didn't punch Ming Han in the face. He roared and asked, "Are you in broad daylight?" Ghost possession or alcohol, relying on fear of death, threatening me?"

Ming Han just stood there expressionless, as if staying in another dimension, and nothing happened.

Fang Yang was so angry that he jumped on the spot. The temper of the man in front of him was really infuriating. He didn't even bother to say a few words in the quarrel.Reaching out and tugging at his collar, he made eye contact compulsively.

"You fucking look at me! I'm talking to you."

Ming Han finally frowned impatiently, brushed off his neckline hands, his attitude was cold and full of warning, "Fang Yang, I don't want to fight with you, don't force me all the time."

"Why am I... stupid again!"

As soon as Fang Yang started a sentence, Ming Han suddenly kicked him directly to the wall behind him, and rubbed his elbow on the concrete wall, scratching a red mark, which was very painful.

Who the hell said he didn't want to do it? ?

……

After Lin Ji walked out of the small alley, he felt very uncomfortable.But now he is too busy to take care of himself, and he is not in the mood to meddle in other people's affairs.

Shaking off Ming Han's eyes in his mind, he looked down at the contact information on the rental information, called the landlord and made an appointment to see the house at [-]:[-] pm.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time, it was only nine o'clock.

The weather is a bit hot, and I can't go shopping anymore. I have to do something to kill these few hours.Lin Ji looked around Yigao. Apart from the residential areas, there were restaurants, water bars, and bookstores.

He's really been too impetuous recently, maybe doing some questions can calm him down.Thinking of this, Lin Ji walked into this bookstore by accident, and bought two simulation papers for the college entrance examination, one set of mathematics and one set of comprehensive theory.Then I took a black rollerball pen and a small stack of A4 paper in the stationery store.

Looking at the things in his hands, Lin Ji couldn't help laughing at himself, even if he didn't take the college entrance examination, he would do the papers to relieve himself when he was upset.

He really likes self-torture.

When Ming Han walked into the water bar, he saw the person sitting at the table by the door for the first time.

He was wearing a set of blue and white contrasting long trousers on a hot day. Even though his whole body was tightly covered, his slender figure was still quite eye-catching.

Sitting in a cold drink shop blowing on the air conditioner, with a glass of lemon aloe vera ice on the table, a person with his head bowed was concentrating on doing math papers.The eyebrows and eyes are all at ease, and a tear mole on the side of the eye is hidden by the mask.

Isn't this the "Miss Daiyu" I saw just now?

Lin Ji felt waves of heat coming from behind, and when he turned around, he saw Ming Han standing there watching him.

As soon as he saw him, Lin Ji's mind was alternately showing the scene just now and his appearance when he recited the poem yesterday.The two incidents obviously have such a big difference in painting style, but they happened to the same person without any violation.

"Coincidental." Ming Han opened his mouth first.

Actually, it's not a coincidence, after all, Yundao is such a big place, it's normal to see people up and down.

Because Lin Ji really didn't understand what Ming Han pretended not to know just now, so he just nodded without responding, and continued to lower his head to do the question at hand.

There was a young and handsome boy standing beside the cash register. When he saw Ming Han coming in, he stood up straight and shouted enthusiastically, "Welcome, what would you like to drink?"

"lemonade."

"Okay, please pay four yuan." The boy said, while stretching out his hand to ask for money.

"No more." Ming Han raised his eyelids, and took back what he had just said to his bad friend who was a playwright.

"I'll kill you." The young boy laughed uncontrollably, turned around and took a cup from the console, and joked, "Just put a slice of lemon for you."

"You're going to kill me." Ming Han retold the sentence with a more emphatic tone, and took a wet tissue from the counter to wipe his hands.

It was just a glass of lemon ice water, without any complicated crafts, the young boy quickly made it, and handed it to Ming Han with the lid on and a straw.I saw the blood on his neck during the movement, and said in surprise: "I'm going, who did you fight with? Which bastard wants to cut his throat directly?"

Minghan plugged in the straw and took a sip of lemonade, as if he had gone through the scene just now in his mind, then raised his head and said calmly: "Myself."

"Damn." The young boy's eyebrows were all knit together, and it took him a long time to sneer: "It's been so many years since I discovered that you still have the tendency to self-harm. Are you okay?"

Seeing that the person on the other side didn't respond, the boy stopped talking and took out a box of Bondi from the glove box on the side and handed it over.

Ming Han took one out casually, and casually replied, "It's okay, I have a sense of proportion", turned around and wiped the blood on his neck against the reflector in the store, and then put Bondi on the small wound.

After tidying up the neckline again, he sat down at Lin Ji's table with the glass of lemonade in his hand.

What happened in the alley might make him feel uncomfortable, maybe he misunderstood something, but he didn't bother to explain, since the matter between himself and Fang Yang had just ended, it's worth not mentioning it.

After hesitating for a while, he said in a deep voice, "I was sorry just now."

"It's okay, I understand." Lin Ji raised his eyes, took off his mask, looked at Ming Han with a pair of clear eyes, and wrote "I don't discriminate against you" all over his face.

That "loving" expression that seemed to be marked with "all life is equal" was so unbearable that Ming Han didn't know how wrong this kid was thinking about himself.

After frowning for a long time, I still couldn't help but curse in my heart.

You know shit.

The author has something to say:

Ming Han: Accidentally got raped by a limp sick man who tried to touch porcelain, ran away from home, liked to eavesdrop on people's corners.

Lin Ji: Oh, my daughter-in-law still doesn't seem to like me now.