Women's clothing boss love plan

Zhong Linyun went out, and according to his blessing, I hid between the two doors and looked out quietly through the iron gate.

Some of the scenes in this scene are recurring and familiar. Whenever I was in trouble when I was a child, it was probably like this. Zhong Linyun rushed up to fight it, and I found a place to hide.

In fact, at the beginning, it wasn't that I didn't want to help, but I couldn't resist being so delicate and weak. I rushed up and was immediately slapped down by the senior student.

I clutched my bruised knee and cried loudly, causing Zhong Linyun, who was invincible in front of me, to turn around suddenly, turn around, and beat the student who slapped me on the ground.

During this period, he didn't care about his back, and was kicked twice on his back. The next day, he was black and blue, and he had to support his waist when he walked...

Since then, I have learned to be smart, knowing how much I am, and not to be brave when encountering problems, so I obediently find a place to hide, and try not to give Zhong Linyun any excuse.

So it is the same now.

The little brother with long bangs seemed to really know Zhong Linyun. He smiled when he saw him come out, and took out a cigarette case, asking Zhong Linyun if he wanted one.

It was only then that I noticed that he was still holding a slender cigarette between his fingers, and the shredded tobacco rose slowly, circling in the poorly ventilated corridor.

I wrinkled my nose, couldn't help it, and sneezed a few times.

Probably because the noise got louder, the little brother raised his eyes and glanced at me.

That glance was actually ordinary, without any emotion, but I was still as frightened as I was, and I closed the half-opened iron door at once.

The little brother lifted the cigarette, pointed in my direction, looked at Zhong Linyun, and said something.

Zhong Linyun turned his head, glanced at me briefly, then turned back, and said something to him.

The voices of both of them were very low, and there was only a "buzzing" sound when it reached me, and I couldn't hear what they said clearly.

My sense of hearing was blocked, so I could only open my eyes wide and try to guess the content of the conversation between the two through the screen.

I saw the little brother smiled again, pressed the cigarette on the wall to put it out, and threw the cigarette butt into his trouser pocket.

He also put away the cigarette case and said something with a smile.

His expression was very relaxed, so I also relaxed a little bit, thinking that this time it might not be that serious.

My intuition was right, the conversation between Zhong Linyun and the little brother didn't last long, they just said a few words in a normal way, and then ended the meeting.

The little brother raised his hand and patted Zhong Linyun's shoulder, then raised his eyes and whistled at me.

I was still a little wary, and shrank back when I heard the sound.

When looking forward, the person had already left, and his footsteps echoed in the stairway, while Zhong Linyun was standing at the door.

He didn't have the key and I closed the door.

I quickly opened the door and asked, "How is it?"

"It's solved." Zhong Linyun's expression was also rare, and he smiled at me very briefly, "For now."

A heavy stone fell, and I also became happy. Before the corners of my mouth opened, I was choked by the smell of smoke attached to Zhong Linyun's body and bent down, coughing uncontrollably.

Zhong Linyun's complexion changed, and he took half a step back to create a distance.

"Sorry," he said.

The smell of smoke faded, and I calmed down a bit, shaking my hand and saying.

"It's okay." I said, "It's because my nose is too delicate and it gets irritated at every turn."

I rubbed my nose, feeling a little puzzled.

"Are you quit smoking now?" I asked.

"Yes." Zhong Linyun replied.

"That's good." I muttered, "The last time I saw you, you seemed to be a heavy smoker... When did you quit?"

Zhong Linyun didn't answer immediately, he didn't know if he was remembering or didn't intend to say anything.

I took out two tissues from the cardboard box on the cabinet and wiped away the tears I coughed up.

Just when I thought Zhong Linyun wasn't going to say anything, he spoke up.

"Since we last met," he said.

Thanks to Zhong Linyun, lying on the bed that night, I suddenly recalled the last meeting between Zhong Linyun and I before we reunited in this rental house.

Zhong Linyun and I met in the autumn of the first half of the fourth grade of elementary school, and we were respectively in the cicadas in the summer vacation of the junior high school.

Zhong Linyun wants to move to the next city.

The decision was made long ago, and the junior high school that Zhong Linyun applied for was in that city.

It's no wonder that every time I was yelling and thinking about life in junior high school, Zhong Linyun pursed his lips and hooked the corners of his mouth perfunctorily, wanting to smile or not, without saying a word.

He didn't tell me the reason when he left. Based on the information in recent days, I probably guessed that it was his unlucky father who wanted to take his son to avoid debts.

On the day Zhong Linyun moved, I went there.

I skipped the dance class and ignored Zhong Linyun's repeated emphasis on "looking from a distance".

I trot over to the badly overloaded used Mazda, crying and slapping on the scratched glass.

Zhong Linyun had no choice but to get out of the car, and when the door opened, it brought his father's abuse and the smell of cigarettes all over the car.

I coughed in the choking smoke and grabbed the hem of Zhong Linyun's clothes.

I burst into tears. The distance of a city is too far for a 12-year-old boy, and it is a "distance" that has no possibility or ability to reach.

I was hiccupping and talking to Zhong Linyun indiscriminately.

At that time, I was still naive, and I could ask willfully, "Can you not leave" in the face of the fact that it is certain?

I can't quite remember Zhong Linyun's expression, maybe he didn't make much expression either.

He was a very strange person at that time, his positive emotions were restrained, and his negative emotions were hidden.

I pestered him to laugh when he was happy, but failed to tell him that he could cry when he was sad.

Zhong Linyun's father's scolding could not stop coming from the front seat, the voice was loud, fierce, and the scolding was ugly.

I have always been afraid of the elders' scolding, but that time, I clearly knew that the more and more ferocious tears were not because of the scolding.

Zhong Linyun turned back and said something, his voice faltered and his fists clenched.

When he was angry, he finally showed some expression, his cheeks puffed up slightly, like a young beast with prickly hairs warning the intruders.

But his retaliation only invites worse rants.

Zhong Linyun lowered his head and gritted his teeth amidst the scolding, finally let go of his fist and reached out to cover my ears.

So I wept in the solitude.

Throughout junior high school, I never contacted Zhong Linyun.

He and I didn't have a mobile phone when we were in elementary school, and all I had was his landline number before he moved.

When I got my mobile phone for the first time, I excitedly called the invalid number, praying in my heart that some unknown fairy could help me contact Zhong Linyun, but the fairy didn’t exist, or was very busy, anyway, I didn’t get it Any reply, some are just the "empty number" of the busy tone in the ear.

This kind of thing happened a lot, and I gradually gave up contacting Zhong Linyun.

My life in junior high school was not bad. Although I had a few friends who were not close to each other, the interpersonal relationship was not as bad as it was in elementary school.

Human beings may be closer to beasts when they were young, and their emotions are all displayed on their faces, and the evil is also particularly obvious.

As we grow older and learn to hide and disguise, there will be more kind people.

I met Zhong Linyun again in the second half of the third year of junior high school, a hot summer day similar to the time of parting.

At that time, I was busy preparing for art exams, and I plunged into the dance room every day, and only came out in the evening.

It was a very ordinary evening, the only difference was that the sunset glow was brighter than usual, but my tiredness and exhaustion did not allow me to appreciate the beautiful scenery, so I just chatted with a few girls who had a good time in the dance room and went out.

My family is actually able to send a car to take me back, but my father was persuaded by my reason that "letting the children go back by themselves is good for self-education", and allowed me to go back by bus and subway, so I also had to steal it. A little free time, being able to hang out for a while after class, to escape the suffocating place of "home".

After I came out that day, within two steps, I felt that someone was following me. I turned my head to confirm, only to see a figure with his head down walking quickly into the alley.

That figure gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but I couldn't dig it out of my memory after a while.

I turned back, and walked forward with my companion thoughtfully, about a street away, my heart broke, and I said that I had left something in the dance room, and then turned back and ran wildly without waiting for my companion's reaction.

I ran fast, leaving behind the roar of car horns and the exclamations of my companions.

I can't listen to these anymore, I have to confirm some things.

When I ran back to the door of the dance studio, I was out of breath, my heart was beating too fast, and I even had a dull pain.

Relying on my memory, I found the alley that the man entered. It was very dark inside, and there was only one dim light along the long road.

I was a little scared, but I jumped in anyway.

Not all bravery can be exchanged for a corresponding happy ending.

I walked from one end of the alley to the other, but found nothing except the big yellow dog and the black cat in the corner.

I stood at the end, stared blankly at the dark brick wall, and then walked back dejectedly.

I lowered my head and walked out on the uneven brick and dirt road with one foot deep and the other shallow.

There was a sudden pause under his feet, and he felt that the light at the intersection was blocked by someone, and his vision was much dimmed.

Looking up, Zhong Linyun stood at the end of the alley.

At the first moment, I didn't actually recognize that it was Zhong Linyun.

In three years, he has grown a lot taller, and his shoulders have widened as it should.

He stood there with his back to the light, and the light and shadow outlined a figure that was slightly thinner than that of an adult.

His facial features have also sharpened a lot, the baby fat has almost faded, the jaw line is sharp, and his cheeks have a sense of thinness that looks out of shape.

He had changed so much that even if I met him head-on in the street, I would hardly have recognized him.

But for some reason, at that moment, when my senses were still confused, my intuition had already recognized him.

Before my brain reacted, my ankle had already started to move spontaneously.

I staggered on the dirt road, stumbled several times, and stumbled onto Zhong Linyun.

He is really tall, and I have grown a little taller over the years, but I still have to stand on tiptoe to wrap around his shoulders.

He has also become very thin, and the softness of a child has completely disappeared in three years. I jumped on it, as if hitting an uneven wall, and the protruding collarbone and ribs made me hurt.

But I still hugged him tightly, using the familiarity and enthusiasm that remained in my heart from childhood.

Zhong Linyun remained motionless, as if frozen there.

He was holding a cigarette in one hand, the sparks slowly, half of the cigarette had been burned, and the ash almost burned his fingers.

After a long time, his hand trembled slightly, and the soot fell off and fell on the ground, mixing with the soil.

He raised his other hand, and patted me on the back twice as he did every time he comforted me when he was a child.