When a ruffian meets a veteran

Ling Jianuo threw the clothes of several people into the trash can, looked down at Wang Xiaoting's feet, frowned and said, "I'll take a taxi and you can go back by yourself."

Wang Xiaoting couldn't stand still, she just looked at him straight, with dried tears still on her somewhat embarrassed face, her eyes were hazy in the light.

After a stalemate for a while, Ling Jianuo sighed and knelt down in front of her and said, "Come on, I'll take you back."

Wang Xiaoting quietly lay on his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and started crying after a while, "Wuuuu... Brother Jianuo, why, why don't you stop Tingting? I still remember what you said to me." , why don't you want me?"

The flexible hair hangs down, covering the eyes, under the street lamp with the chilly night wind rippling, flickering out patches of shadows, dark and unclear.Ling Jianuo tightened his hands, wrapped his arms around Wang Xiaoting's legs, and walked away without saying a word.

The crying gradually weakened, and after a while, Wang Xiaoting murmured in a daze. Normally, her voice was always crisp, perhaps because she had cried before, but at this time it sounded a little depressed, as if it contained a thousand kinds of unbearable The emotion, obviously bumped into the ear is gently, but it makes people feel sad.

"I still remember that when we were 4 years old, you once bought me meat buns from Aunt Zhang's house. I happily ran home with the buns. When I passed by Grandma Wang's house next door, I was almost killed by her big dog Throwing down, you beat the dog away with a stone, and then Grandma Wang went to your house to complain, but you didn't tell Uncle Ling that the dog almost bit me, so Uncle Ling beat you."

"When I was in the second grade of elementary school, I had chickenpox and kept it at home for a week before being sent to school by my father. The scars on my face had not yet come off. Sun Lei in the class called me ugly, and I was so angry that I cried. You fought with him and broke his head, and you were beaten by Uncle Ling when you went home."

"In our first year of junior high school, I had my period for the first time. I hid in the toilet and called you. You went to the supermarket to buy sanitary napkins and secretly sent them to the women's toilet. When I went out, I was hit by the female teacher who was going to the toilet. , the teacher said you were a hooligan and went to sue Uncle Ling, after school that day, I saw you from the window of my house and was punished to kneel in the living room until 9 o'clock."

"Wuuu... Ling Jianuo, we grew up together when we were young, we agreed to study together and take the college entrance examination together, we agreed to stay together forever in the future, you say I'm a crybaby, no one will coax you except you I laughed; you see, I am envious of Yang Shuangshuang wearing new dresses, you said that you will buy me the most beautiful new dresses if you earn money in the future; Xiao Dongshuan stops me at the school gate every day and asks me to be his girlfriend, you beat me every time you see her Maybe he clings to me; on the day of the high school mock exam, I had dysmenorrhea and failed the exam. My father scolded me and I ran out to get wet in the rain. You found me and carried me to your house to guard me all night; Ling Jianuo, woo woo ...You said you would protect me, why? Why don't you want me now?"

Staring at the shoes and walking step by step, Ling Jianuo felt for the first time that this road home was extremely difficult. He didn't know whether it was Wang Xiaoting's heartbroken crying on his back that made his chest choked and uncomfortable, or what Wang Xiaoting said The scenes of Ling Yuntian lecturing him in those years were too profound, because Wang Xiaoting was crying and even he wanted to cry too.

The shadows of the two were elongated under the light, although they overlapped together, they still looked lonely.When I was a child, the girl on my back had short hands and feet, but now, all that can be reflected is the difference between people and things.

Wang Xiaoting asked why he didn't want her anymore?In fact, he also wanted to ask Ling Yuntian why he didn't want him anymore?

The bamboo board was carefully deburred by Ling Yuntian, and it was crisp and loud when it was pumped on the buttocks, and the pain always only penetrated a little bit into the flesh and then dissipated to the surroundings.

When he was a child, that bamboo board might have been a deterrent, at least in his memory he was still afraid, but now that he recalled it, he still couldn't help but miss Ling Yuntian after beating him was always very gentle, those who In the past year, the hot butt lying in Ling Yuntian's arms was gently rubbed by warm hands, no matter how painful it was, he could fall asleep peacefully.

It was approaching midnight, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road. Ling Jianuo looked up, and there was not even a single star in the sky.People are always willing to believe that the so-called person who loves you the most in fairy tales will look at you in the sky even if he leaves. He is the brightest star in the sky you can see.

But, Ling Yuntian, every day before I go to bed, I silently pray that you will appear in my dreams, but you have never returned since you left.

Seeing Ling Jianuo stop, Wang Xiaoting climbed down from his back, and held his hand worriedly, "Jianuo, don't be sad." Biting her lip, the look in her eyes changed, and finally she seemed to have made up her mind He raised his face and said, "You go live at my house."

Looking at the burned house, Ling Jianuo suddenly felt very sad. He burned the only house left to him by Ling Yuntian. Although the house had been defiled by that woman long ago, but here After all, it was the place where all his and Ling Yuntian's memories were stored, yet he burned it so cruelly.

From now on, he can only keep recalling everything about Ling Yuntian. He is afraid that after a long time, he will forget the little things between him and Ling Yuntian, and then he will be really alone.

"You go back, I won't send you there." Ling Jianuo put away the sadness in his eyes, and said lightly.

Although his family and Wang Xiaoting's family are neighbors, they used to have deep feelings, but that is all in the past.The Wang family won't treat him like their own anymore, and won't mention the matter of his marriage with Wang Xiaoting's baby anymore, just like he can't answer Wang Xiaoting's question now, he is just a worthless bastard now, why? qualified?

Seeing Wang Xiaoting's tearful expression, Ling Jianuo raised his hand and rubbed her head, just like when he was a child, then turned around and strode away.

Staring blankly at the figure melting into the darkness, Wang Xiaoting hopped a few steps after Ling Jianuo, just like when she followed Ling Jianuo but couldn't keep up with him when she was a child, she burst into tears of grievance, "Ling Jianuo, Ling Jianuo Promise you don't go... woo woo..."

Hiding in the shadow of the backlight, watching her fall to the ground and crying heartbroken, the softness in Ling Jianuo's heart was stirred, his uncomfortable nose became sore, he dug his nails into the flesh and pressed the little pain.

"Tingting, what's wrong with you, Tingting? Aren't you at school? Why are you back?" The mournful cry disturbed the people in the house, and the door next door was suddenly opened, and a figure ran towards Wang Xiaoting anxiously.

Ling Jianuo closed his eyes, forced back his emotions, retracted his half-stretched foot, and turned around to blend into the night.The fiery red hair was dull and dull under the yellowish light, as if it had lost all its luster.

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As soon as the door rang, Tang Wenjie, who was dozing off while scratching his head while sitting on the sofa, woke up. He folded his arms and watched Ling Jianuo open the door. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Ling Jianuo, what time is it?"

Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, Ling Jianuo responded blankly, "02:30"

Tang Wenjie saw him walking towards the room in a nonchalant manner, burst into anger, got up, grabbed him and threw him on the sofa, "02:30, you fucking know 02:30? Why don't you just hang around outside?" Don’t come back all night? I specially asked Wang Can to tell you to wait for me to come back together. Are you listening to me?”

Ling Jianuo was a little dizzy from the fall, and lay on the sofa with his head down, his face numb.

Tang Wenjie was furious, kicked him and asked, "Where the hell have you been? A Can said that you ran out in a hurry after answering the phone call. I sent people out to look for you for a long time but couldn't find you."

The living room was so quiet that one could even hear Tang Wenjie's breathing. Ling Jianuo felt a little baffled. Tang Wenjie spent a lot of time outside, and it was normal for him not to come home for three days. Why did he take care of him so seriously today? up?However, he really didn't want to quarrel with him, he just wanted to take a good bath and sleep soundly.

After frowning and staring at the person on the sofa for a while, Tang Wenjie twisted his neck and suddenly smiled.Normally, at this time Ling Jianuo knew to hide, because Tang Wenjie was about to go crazy.However, today he was also dazed, so he stayed there and continued to remain motionless and silent.

With the sound of footsteps, Tang Wenjie entered the bedroom, and came out after a while, holding a round wooden stick in his hand.When he saw that thing, Ling Jianuo's pupils shrank obviously, but he still didn't move.

He thought maybe he would not feel so sad after being beaten up.

The round wooden stick is a bit like a rolling pin, but much thicker and longer, about as thick as Ling Jianuo's wrist, one meter long, and it was the one Tang Wenjie used when fighting with wooden weapons.Now Tang Wenjie seldom participates in this kind of primitive fights. If he wants to fight, he always uses real guns and live ammunition. At worst, machetes and iron sticks are used, so this round wooden stick has been eliminated in the cabinet at home, but, I don’t know. For what purpose, he never threw it.

Tang Wenjie was actually worried about Ling Jianuo. He knew that Ling Jianuo was not in good spirits and in a bad mood these days, but a few days ago he had so many things to do that he couldn't spare time. Today he planned to spend time with Ling Jianuo , who knew that when he excitedly went to book a box and ordered hot pot, the soup boiled dry twice at 12 o'clock and Ling Jianuo didn't come back.

He didn't really intend to beat Ling Jianuo with the stick, he just wanted to frighten him, he knew that Ling Jianuo was afraid of the stick.In his heart, Ling Jianuo is just like his younger brother, he hasn't grown up yet, and sometimes he has to yell a little, otherwise it's easy to get into trouble.

But at this moment, Ling Jianuo's attitude of hitting casually really made him a little angry. He pressed deeply three times in a row but he didn't extinguish his anger.

"Are you fucking stubborn with me? Tell me, where have you been tonight? Lai Scarface wants you to stab you all day long, why are you running around by yourself?"

"Don't think I don't know. You set the fire in your house yourself. Yao Qianshu can't kill you if he finds out."

"What do I say about you? Say nothing!"

"Damn it, Ling Jianuo, you fucking asked for it!" Tang Wenjie, furious, raised his hand and slapped Ling Jianuo's ass with a stick, not hard but not light.

Through the trousers, there is a thick solid wood, and it makes a dull sound when it hits the body. The pain is like the tide. If it is not fancy, it is forced into the flesh, and it has been drilled deep. to the bone.

Ling Jianuo exhaled the pent-up breath, and loosened his fists. He buried his face in the sofa, and he couldn't even express his feelings in his heart. Isn't he used to being muddled?Who is showing cowardice by being so dazed now?

The people behind seemed to be getting angrier, even the stick on the buttocks was used as a cane, and the blows were chaotic and there was no gap. Ling Jianuo felt his bones ache, he squeezed his fist and twitched his shoulders twice, a formless whimper overflowed, and was swallowed back half way through.

Tang Wenjie stopped, put a stick on the floor, bent over and parted his hair to reveal his plump and smooth forehead. Seeing that there was a lot of sweat on it, he clicked his tongue and said, "Have you had enough trouble? I'm twisting my temper and trying to make fun of it." ?”

"Get out!" Ling Jianuo was so painful that his eyes were a little red, and he shook off his hand and cursed viciously.

"Heh, brat, you're just crazy, you have to mess with me, I'll give you a good meal, you're a bitch, but you're a good boy today, you didn't even fight back, I thought you were going to fight me What about venting the fire?"

While talking, Tang Wenjie went to the bathroom to scoop up a towel, and didn't serve Ling Jianuo, just threw it over and it was over.He figured it out, Ling Jianuo was invincible in this state, and he would probably scream twice if he was killed.

Ling Jianuo took the towel off his head and wiped it on his face twice. The flesh on his buttocks was still throbbing uncontrollably, and his fair face was also reddened by sweat. The chin has a provocative beauty.

Tang Wenjie lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa naked. He inserted one hand into Ling Jianuo's hair and scraped it back and forth. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed it. "Shall I give you some medicine?"

"Well, it hurts"

Tang Wenjie hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled like a fox, "It hurts, there is no medicine at home."