Chapter 42

It's a pity that Pan Hao didn't succeed, because the last thing Xie Qingqi didn't eat was the trick.

Seeing that Xie Qingqi didn't respond, Pan Hao's face suddenly turned ugly. He tilted his head and said "cut" with contempt, "Then about Yi Chuyang, you should be interested, right?"

After hearing his words, Xie Qingqi frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Pan Hao grinned again, "Aiyo, isn't it because you ran back to Huadu City to do the shrunken turtle thing, it's really hard for Yi Chuyang to live in that small broken town alone... ..."

Pan Hao fumbled for a pack of cigarettes from his body, "You are lucky today, you met me." He lit a cigarette and took a puff, "How is it? Let's catch up, I'll tell you a story, it's interesting. …”

"..." Xie Qingqi was silent.

Because Pan Hao's expression was too smug, and his behavior was too confident.

It doesn't look like a fake...

Xie Qingqi was actually a little nervous.

Perhaps, perhaps, there was something that he never knew.

Maybe even Yi Chunuan doesn't know, and Yi Chuyang will never say it.

The funny thing is, looking at the entire Huadu City, it seems that except for Pan Hao, no one can give him a truth.

"Where?" Xie Qingqi asked.

"what!"

Pan Hao took a heavy puff of cigarette, then dropped it on the ground and crushed it with the sole of his shoe.

He exhaled smoke and said triumphantly: "Xie Qingqi, I sincerely hope that you are really ready for this."

“…”

Yes,

Xie Qingqi let go, and Pan Hao really succeeded.

..........

It was completely dark outside. don't know when it started, but it was raining outside the window, and the sound seemed to be a little loud.

I don't know if it was because of the cloudy and rainy days, Yi Chuyang always felt that he was getting tired the more he slept, but he didn't want to sleep anymore.

He lowered his head and pressed his forehead hard, always feeling a little flustered for no reason...

what happened to him?

Just then, the phone rang again...

However, it was his old phone!

He quickly picked up the phone and glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number.

who is it? !

Yi Chuyang frowned,

He tentatively connected the phone slowly, but before he could speak,

A voice came from the opposite side, "You finally answered the phone, Yi Chuyang."

Yi Chuyang was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party was wearing a voice changer, he immediately became vigilant, and asked in a calm voice, "Who are you?"

"Between No. 118 and No. 119 Yongxiang Street in the west of the city, don't remember wrong."

"What?" Yi Chuyang didn't understand.

"...You don't care about the ones that are there or not, you might as well take a good look at the emails I sent you."

"What do you mean—"

mail? !

Yi Chuyang reacted to this, "You sent the previous email?!"

“…”

Yi Chuyang didn't get a response from the other party, so he simply asked, "Who are you—" Before he finished speaking, the phone had already been hung up.

Busy tone on the phone....

'Dududu-'

"Hello? Hello—"

The uneasy factor immediately came to mind, Yi Chuyang was a little panicked, and after reacting, he immediately opened his mailbox.

It's okay not to look at it, this look, Yi Chuyang's heart stopped for a moment -

He froze in place, and after a few seconds, he still didn't recover.

The man only sent him a photo.

the content of the photo,

In a dirty alley, a wounded figure lay motionless on the ground.

Yi Chuyang's hands trembled a little.

That dress...it was yesterday that he helped him put on...

Xie Qingqi, he...

Yi Chuyang didn't dare to think deeply, grabbed the phone, didn't have time to take the umbrella, and rushed out the door...

......

The sky was full of haze, and the rain fell like ice skates.

Over and over, over and over again, cut from his heart...

In the end, it merged into a string of blood beads and fell on this muddy land.

That warm blood tried to melt the coldness of this world.

The bright red blood tried to depict the black and white of this world.

Even if it is in vain, even if it is a soft stone...

Xie Qingqi,

I give up, you win.

please, wait for me...

okay?

......

It's getting darker and darker,

The road is getting darker and darker,

But this rain seems to be joking with them, it's getting bigger and bigger...

Yi Chuyang almost ran all the way, he was soaked all over, and his trousers were covered with muddy water.

When he saw Xie Qingqi again,

Xie Qingqi had already climbed up from the ground and was sitting on an abandoned wooden box at the end of the cluttered alley.

There is no trace of anyone else around...

Yi Chuyang looked at him from a distance and clenched his fists.

His feet that were just right were being soaked by the rain. It seemed that the moment he saw Xie Qingqi, Yi Chuyang realized the pain from the soles of his feet.

He slowly walked towards Xie Qingqi,

The road is long and he walks slower and slower...

This road can also be very short, because Xie Qingqi is always within his sight.

......

Yi Chuyang stopped beside him,

Xie Qingqi lowered his head dejectedly, his long hair covered almost all of his face under the rain.

In his hand he was holding a pile of wrinkled pictures that were no longer in shape.

Just give him a small horn, Yi Chuyang knows what it is,

After all, Yi Chuyang has seen these photos countless times...

Xie Qingqi looked at his shoes and was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked up at him in a daze...

The two looked at each other, neither of them said a word.

Xie Qingqi's glasses were gone again, but there were a few more bruises on his face.

God knows how Yi Chuyang resisted the attack on the spot.

When Xie Qingqi saw him, his eyes suddenly turned dodge. He turned his face to the other side stiffly, preventing Yi Chuyang from seeing it.

"Don't want to say something?"

Xie Qingqi was silent, leaning on the wall with one hand and holding his body, trying to get up and leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yi Chuyang started directly, grabbed him forcefully, and pushed him back to his seat.

"Where are you going?" Yi Chuyang felt that he was about to be unable to restrain himself, as if his heart could explode in the next second.

Xie Qingqi didn't look at him, he still lowered his head and said nothing, "..."

"Xie Qingqi, you look at me.... You look at me..." Yi Chuyang trembled, talking over and over again, but he still didn't get any response from the other party.

"..."

"Xie Qingqi! I fucking let you look at me!!"

Yi Chuyang couldn't control it anymore, he leaned over and stared at him.

Yi Chuyang was taller than Xie Qingqi in terms of height and size. Now that he is forcing him like this, Xie Qingqi has nowhere to escape...

Xie Qingqi slowly raised his head and looked at him like this.

His pupils were dilated, so helpless, so gloomy, and so desperate...

The rain fell on his face and in his eyes, becoming warm and salty.

But he was like a mute, as if he couldn't do anything but silently shed tears.

Xie Qingqi,

He is twenty-seven...

In the past twenty-seven years, in their approaching fourth year of acquaintance,

He's always proud, always confident, always...the best.

But now, the invincible Xie Qingqi seems to be injured, very seriously, the wound is very painful...

Or maybe he's already scarred, but he's just disguised so well that he's never been exposed.

And now, the mask is being torn apart.

He, who never healed himself, lost the reliance on which to survive.

He doesn't know what to do either...

He stayed where he was, crying like a helpless child.

Yi Chuyang looked at him, feeling very uncomfortable, and an inexplicable grief suddenly surged into his heart, "Damn! Why do you always get hurt? Aren't you fucking smart?! Aren't you fucking smart?" Is it..."

He bent down and hugged Xie Qingqi directly, "What the hell is wrong with you..."

"sorry....."

After a long time, Xie Qingqi's voice was hoarse, and he repeated the same sentence with a bit of tears: "I, I really...I really don't know...I really don't know... sorry....."

I don't know why, but suddenly, Yi Chuyang suddenly wanted to cry, but it seemed that he couldn't cry anymore...

He buried his head in Xie Qingqi's shoulder, reached out and gently patted Xie Qingqi's back.

For such a heavy topic, for a moment, he didn't know how to answer his words.

After all, the pain in the past has truly fallen on Yi Chuyang.

Those injuries are not something that Xie Qingqi can directly reveal by saying "I'm sorry".

The author has something to say:

Finally writing this chapter, it's not easy...

【Tears】

Let's re-determine the ages of the two, Xie Qingqi 27 and Yi Chuyang 21 are six years apart in age.