There is a kind of boyfriend called bamboo horse

In the second year of junior high school, the news reported that a certain road in City A suddenly collapsed, killing and injuring more than a dozen people, and my parents were the victims of that accident.

Since then, I have been dependent on my younger sister. After all, my relatives and friends think that they are a hot potato who are going to school, so none of my relatives is willing to help them.After investigation by the police, the road collapse was caused by the bean curd project.And the person in that project has already run away since the accident, and there will be no compensation at all.

The insurance has to be reserved for my younger sister who is promoted to the second grade of junior high school after the holiday, so I can only drop out of school to find various part-time jobs to support my family.And my younger sister is also very sensible. A girl at this age should be the most beautiful, but my younger sister is just studying hard.

After getting the salary, he bought his younger sister a watch that girls generally like. He could see the flash of light in his sister's eyes when she took the gift. Eat something delicious and don't wear yourself out.

From that moment on, he decided to work harder to make money and not let his sister be wronged.Home is where my sister is.But now my sister is gone.

"My home is gone, and I have no home to return to." Wang Hong saw that Situ Cheng hadn't taken the water in his hand for a long time, and was still in a daze. The water had been cold for most of the day.He was about to change to another hot cup, but suddenly he heard Situ Cheng's inexplicable words, which really made him a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

However, after so long, Situ Cheng finally spoke. He looked at him with helpless and confused eyes, like a child who couldn't find his way home.

Wang Hong squatted down slowly, and patted Situ Cheng's head vigorously. "Why don't you have a home? You still have me." After realizing that what I said was a bit weird, I quickly changed my words: "Of course, you still have Boss Ye, Monkey, Yao'er, and all of us. "

When Wang Hong touched his head unexpectedly, he was a little stunned.When I was a child, my mother would always hug him gently when I was sad, and then rub my hair vigorously.Crying myself was bullied by my mother and laughed like this.

Since my mother left, no one has ever touched the top of my head.My mood was also eased by Wang Hong's action, but my mood can be restored, but my sister can't appear again.He hasn't had time to give his sister a 15th birthday present, and he won't be able to give it away again.

Situ Cheng covered his face with his hands tightly. "It's all my fault. If I didn't get into fights with those bastards at that time, I wouldn't let them come to my door. The sister would not be kidnapped by these bastards, but would go home and wait as usual. look at yourself."

Wang Hong could hear Situ Cheng crying in a choked and choked tone.It's just that he didn't want himself to see it, so he buried his face deep in his palms.

Hearing what Situ Cheng said, he meant that he was blaming himself, blaming himself for all the faults.Such thinking is simply harmless.It will only make him more negative, and he can't let him think about it like this anymore.

"How can this be your fault? Unexpected things happen every day in life, sad or happy, even if bad things happen, it's not anyone's fault, it just happens naturally when it happens, just come so without warning.”

I don't know how much Situ Cheng can hear these words, no matter how much, at least he won't cry anymore.Wang Hong squatted down against the wall like Situ Cheng, and he stopped talking.If he can think about it, then everyone will be happy, if he can't, then he will squat here with him all the time.

think carefully.At this time, I should cry out. In this way, I should feel better.Then he shouldn't have said such a bunch of nonsense. Feeling that he was wrong, he lightly poked Situ Cheng's arm with his finger.

"If you can feel better by crying, then you can cry loudly, I won't laugh at you. Then can I lend you my shoulder to lean on?" The subject's tone of voice made him wonder what reaction to use to express that he didn't need it.

Seeing Situ Cheng staring blankly at him with red eyes, he leaned towards Situ Cheng generously with his shoulders, indicating that he was sincere.Normally, if he did this, Situ Cheng would say something crazy, then roll his eyes and turn around gracefully.

But today he didn't react at all, if he just stared at himself motionlessly, that would be considered.Situ Cheng looked at his foolish and gloomy mood and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.Couldn't the brat see that he was sad?Why did he spend his life trying to make himself laugh.

Involuntarily, he ruthlessly trampled Wang Hong's head with his big hand.He doesn't like others to touch his head casually, this is his bottom line.I didn't expect this guy to commit his own big taboo, but now the situation is special, if his hair can relieve Situ Cheng's pain, then it's okay for him to sacrifice for his friend.

He endured.But the scalp that was rubbed so hard by Situ Cheng felt a little sore.It's unbearable. "When I was young, whenever I was upset, my mother would rub my hair vigorously like this. This will make me feel much better."

Just about to get angry, when Situ Cheng told himself about him again, he stopped getting angry.After knowing each other for so long, this is the first time he heard Situ Cheng talk about his parents.Unexpectedly, this brat who is always very cold has such a naughty mother.

After a pause, he talked about his childhood.There are father, mother, and Situ Xiaoxiao inside.According to Wang Hong, there are still many good memories.It turns out that his family is very happy, so why does he always have a straight face, blurting out what is on his mind without thinking.

Hearing Wang Hong's question, he paused.From time to time in the quiet living room, there was the sound of raindrops hitting the ground on the eaves and treetops after it rained outside.As if something was brewing, Situ Cheng didn't answer his question for a long time.

It seemed that half a century had passed before Situ Chengcai spoke. "They died in a car accident when I was in junior high school." Looking at his relaxed look, Wang Hong felt that it seemed a little too much for him to ask him such a personal question.

"I'm sorry." Unexpectedly, Wang Hong was apologizing to himself. "There's nothing to apologize for. This is my destiny. I'm doomed to have nothing." After speaking, Situ Cheng laughed at himself.The relatives all left one by one, leaving me alone in this world, no one knows.

I checked the time on my phone, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.But looking at Situ Cheng's plan, he didn't intend to go to bed anymore. Instead of being so sad that he couldn't die, it would be better to have a long-term pain than a short-term pain.He rubbed his squatting, hyperlactic knee, then got up and walked to the refrigerator.

"Come on, get drunk and relieve your worries." Seeing Wang Hong standing up suddenly, he was a little dazed.As a result, when he came back, he had a bottle of Erguotou and several bags of peanuts in his hands. When Wang Hong handed him a glass of wine, he knew what this kid was planning.

Suffocated, Situ Cheng turned the small wine glass in his hand. "It's even more worrying to raise a glass to relieve your sorrow." Then he pushed the empty wine glass to Wang Hong, signaling to continue to fill it up for himself.Without saying anything, Wang Hongxu was fast, and he was also fast.

The weather in the early morning sneaked into the night with the wind, and it also carried the unique fragrance of the soil after the rain.It was so cold that people were caught off guard, but Situ Cheng and Wang Hong blushed from drinking Erguotou, their necks were thick, their bodies were hot, and they didn't feel the cold wind at all.

From 00:00, a new day has begun.Yet a new day does not mean a new beginning.What happened yesterday still reappears in my mind, no matter how much I drink, my mind is still very clear.

When Wang Hong drinks, it makes people feel that it is a huge amount.The living room was piled up with wine bottles, and Wang Hong heard a clanging sound as soon as he stretched his legs.He had no choice but to shrink his legs hard, because he was too lazy to move.

"I really want to cut that damn bastard out of me, but we can't, we dare not make trouble in the Public Security Bureau." Wang Hong's eyes gradually turned red. If it weren't for the choking of his voice, Situ Cheng would have thought It's the red eyes from drinking.

After hiccupping, Wang Hong wiped his eyes indiscriminately and continued: "I'm sorry, yes, it's brother and I'm incompetent. I didn't stab NI twice in the ribs. It's my fault. Tell me, what do you want to do? Let's do it like this." After finishing speaking, he danced and danced for a long time.

The more Wang Hong thought about it, the more useless he felt. What is this? "I'm going to find him right now, me, where is my knife? I must chop him up today." I couldn't help my friend when he needed help the most, and it's the same now.

Out of anger, he stood up abruptly, startled by Situ Cheng, who had wandering eyes.Because I was too strong when I got up just now, I was bounced back by the force when I just got up.Now he struggled to sit up again unwillingly, and clamored for justice.

Situ Cheng didn't expect that this brat would want to avenge himself after drinking too much. He had to say that after listening to his mantras after drinking, it was like a small flame ignited in the ice and snow. People feel warm.

He quickly stepped forward and pulled Wang Hong, who had trouble walking, onto the sofa.Looking at the wine bottles thrown around, it turned out that the two of them had drunk so much without knowing it, but today they became more sober because of their own sadness.

"You're right, it's my fault." Hearing that Wang Hong was still determined to take two steps, the words in his mouth made him feel much better.It turns out that I still have them, and with a group of good brothers like them, I don't have nothing.