Luck and Gong Xi

In the dark corridor of the residential building, there was a series of footsteps.

"Mingming! Mingming! You wait for me!"

The voice went up the empty long and high stairs, and people from the first floor to the seventh floor probably heard Lucky's urgent call.

When walking on the stairs, the height of each section is different, the edges are ragged and uneven, and there are large gaps on some steps. If Minglang didn't pay attention, he stepped on the baldness. He ran extremely hard, and his foot was sprained at that time. a solid.

"oops!"

"Fuck me!"

The instant sharp pain spread from the ankle to the forehead, and Ming Lang cried out.

Lucky followed closely behind him, seeing him jerk, tilted to one side, and then cried out, he knew that he must have sprained his ankle.

"Minglang, Minglang, what's wrong? Did you sprain your ankle?"

Minglang's painful face was distorted, he gritted his teeth, gasped heavily, looked at Lucky resentfully from the corner of his eye, and didn't speak.However, the severe pain still made him unable to restrain himself from moaning and groaning softly.

"Let go, let me take a look." Seeing that Minglang was still angry, he ignored himself, so he forcefully pushed away the hand that Minglang was holding on his ankle.Then he picked up his foot and shook it gently.

"oops!"

As soon as Lucky moved, he cried out involuntarily.

Lucky didn't dare to move anymore, and raised his eyes to look at Minglang: "I'll support you, stand up first."

Bright and resentful glanced at Lucky, pouted, raised one arm with a straight face.

Lucky raised his arm and exerted strength on his back, Minglang leaned on the handrail of the stairs with the other hand and stood up with difficulty.

"Slow down, lean back on the armrest first."

Minglang leaned over, and Xingxing carefully turned around on the steps: "Come on, give me that hand too."

Only then did Minglang realize that he didn't want to support himself up, but carried himself up.This is only on the third floor, their house is on the sixth floor, and I am over 130 kilograms, but fortunately my weight has never exceeded [-].

"No! You just need to support me, I can go up with one foot."

"No! That foot is injured like that, I can't work any more, come up quickly."

"No, no, I said no!" Ming Lang yelled loudly, looking anxious to make a fool of himself.

Lucky was also very annoyed by this awkward guy. He was not an impetuous person, but the chaos of the day really gave him a headache.

He couldn't bear it anymore: "Stop making noise! ​​Come up!"

Fortunately, who never gets angry, when he shouted, he really calmed down Minglang, stunned for a moment, and then his momentum suddenly weakened, he blinked stupidly, and obediently put his hands on it.

There are eighteen steps on the first floor, a small corner in the middle, and then eighteen more steps.Lucky walked up step by step with Qingming on his back.

The sweat came down in a short time. In the dog days, it was very difficult for a person to go upstairs, let alone carrying a person on his back.

Beads of sweat slapped and dripped to the ground, a watermark, another drop after a while.

"Lucky, let me down, I can walk by myself."

Lucky said nothing.

After a while, Minglang said again: "Lucky, don't memorize it, it's only one floor, let me down."

"Lie down, we'll be there soon." Lucky said in a non-questioning manner.

After entering the house and putting Mingming down, look at Lucky, his head and body are covered, as if he was fished out of the water.

Minglang looked at Lucky who was panting heavily, feeling extremely regretful in his heart, if it wasn't for his willful temper tantrum, how could he be so tired.

On top of that, his body has never been too strong.

In the process of Xingfu treating his injured foot, he cooperated abnormally, completely in a manner of realizing his mistakes, obedient, flattering, and timid.

"Heh, why did you sprain your foot, and it's like your brain fell over, and your whole person has changed?" Lucky laughed.

Mingming's face turned red: "Get lost!"

No longer pretending to be that kind of cute and pitiful.

Minglang sprained his ankle, so Lucky had to send him home, so it was logical that Lucky could go with Minglang.

Mingming said without hesitation: "This is really a blessing in disguise."

The injured foot was placed high on the instrument panel, holding a banana in one hand, biting it with big mouthfuls, and the smile on his face was as big as an American piranha.

"Look at you, your feet don't hurt anymore?" Lucky smiled and glanced at Minglang.

"Hmph! For some people, this is fate, you know? You and Minglang have a destiny, so don't keep thinking about marrying a wife in the future." Minglang shook his head triumphantly and shook his injured foot.

Lucky could only smile.He still didn't give up on that idea, and he didn't care about his own thoughts and attitudes at all, which made luck difficult. He couldn't influence other people's thoughts, nor could he change his own. Therefore, this matter was destined to be entangled. But when will there be a result?

Lucky looked ahead intently and drove steadily. There was no scenery on the expressway, only gray stone roads extending infinitely forward. There were many forks and complicated but unclear instructions. Going wrong is like the road of everyone's life. If you don't know where to make a turn, the end of the whole road will change, and the trajectory of your life will also change.