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"Don't fucking call me!" Cheng Cheng shouted hoarsely.

Cheng Cheng hated his own name very much, and he hated it since he was sensible. Although the surname cannot be changed, and the name is also a good word for praise, but since he was four or five years old, he was told by the boys at the door to have fun : Cheng'er, you're the one who is full of trains, how dare you call me this name?Your dad must have had a brain to give you this name!Cheng Cheng wanted to change this name that didn't match his nature.

But it took him a few days before he remembered to mention the name change to his father. He was busy blocking people to fight. Among the gang of Ga boys, the youngest were about the same age as Cheng Cheng, and the oldest were seven or eight. At the age when people are idle and dogs don't love them, their shadows are indispensable in all the troubles and troubles in this old factory area.

But Cheng Cheng is not afraid, because he is also a bad boy, and relying on his honest and docile appearance, he hides his attributes very deeply.

He first sneaked out of those few small trails, and then rushed out to fight in the dark, and then picked two or three o'clock in the afternoon, when it was the hottest and most deserted, and Liu'er, and put those big scorpions in front of the glass of the house. He smashed back and forth, gritted his teeth and rubbed his knees and elbows on the cement floor, and then slapped half of his face red, and ran to the house of the leader, Feng Shuai, with the tears that came out of conditioned reflex. When Feng Shuai opened the door and didn't see who was coming, Cheng Cheng cried and sat at the door, pulling Feng Shuai's pants legs and twitching: "Aunt Zhao, I was wrong, don't let Brother Feng beat you!" I'll be okay, I'll pretend I didn't see him when I saw him surfing the Internet, and when I saw him giving a gift to Sister Song Jia, I immediately closed my eyes and walked around, Auntie, tell Brother Feng not to hit me again, woo woo woo..."

After this firecracker was fired, Feng Shuai's mother's eyes had already stood up, and with a flip of his thick palm, he was about to take the family law from the air, and the aunts and uncles who were cooking with the doors open in the surrounding houses were also crying miserably The voice is drawn out to watch the excitement, and the left sentence is "Oh handsome, what's wrong with this?" Damn, the fire burned to the top of my head, and Feng Shuai also left school.

Feng Shuai plugged in his earphones and went up to the third floor. When he looked up, he was stunned.

Cheng Cheng leaned on the railing and smiled with his head down, facing Feng Shuai's big bright eyes, there was a flash of anger there, Cheng Cheng suppressed his wicked smile, quickly shrunk his shoulders and crawled behind his mother, "Aunt Zhao, Aunt Zhao , I didn't say anything, you stop Handsome Feng, I don't dare anymore, I won't get in his way anymore!"

"Cheng'er, get up, Aunt Zhao is here, I think this bastard dares to try it! Feng Xiaoshuai, come up to me! I said, why are you so honest these days, you haven't caused me trouble, and you are busy messing around in Internet cafes Ha! Your kid has learned how to date! You even give gifts to people! Give you some money and you can make it like this! Let Cheng’er see you and beat people up! Well, you have grown up! Come and show your hands, let your mother and I see your legs and feet!" Zhao Hui was well-known in the car factory, and it was unambiguous to use this sharpness on her son, and Feng Shuai In the factory area, they are known to be troublemakers. At a young age, they can single out the top seniors in the sixth grade, and they are called brothers and younger brothers at school, even though the school is not a school that only produces bastards. It's not a luxury school haunted by rich kids, and there aren't so many black, white, and Taoist second and third generations, but it's a legend for a sophomore Feng Shuai to be the leader, but this domineering campus leader is I dare not make mistakes in front of my mother.

"Mom! I..."

Feng Shuai just said two words, Zhao Hui's spatula was already in front of his eyes, it can be said that this was a subconscious action, since this kid was able to walk, every day a child's adult came to the house to complain, you Feng Shuai beat up our family again, and led a group of so-and-so to play truant. Zhao Hui had a conditioned reflex after hearing this kind of opening speech. They were all employees of the same factory. She finds it ugly, and she is also angry that this son is not motivated. Children in the streets and alleys avoid Feng Shuai when they see Feng Shuai, but his father is not at home all year round. She is a lathe worker, and she is very tired after a day's work in the workshop. She has to rush to cook and do housework, and if the child doesn't let her worry, she will only beat her when she is anxious.

Feng Shuai was also nimble, obviously used to this kind of sudden crisis. He grabbed the railing and used his strength to run up a few steps sideways. With a flick of his shoulder, the schoolbag was thrown towards Cheng Cheng. Cheng Cheng was already prepared. He dodged with his waist down, and pretended to lose his balance by the way, stepped on the said to be expensive check-mark schoolbag, and continued to pretend to twitch to watch the fighting scene in the corridor.

No matter how hard Feng Shuai was, he was afraid of his own mother. He timidly blocked Zhao Hui's big slap, and had to protect the Walkman that his father bought for him in his pocket, which contained Jacky Cheung's The Hungry Wolf Legend, but what did he think? Cheng Cheng, the bastard with a smile on his lips, is a cunning wolf cub!

Cheng Cheng looked at the Quan Wu Xing staged in the narrow corridor, and felt very refreshed, hey, this palm was overwhelming, hey, hey, this kick swept away thousands of troops, seeing that Feng Shuai couldn't dodge in time, he was about to get hit. , Cheng Cheng held back his energy and waited to applaud, but it was a pity that Feng Shuai was able to dodge him. A child of the same age would have a strong arm that blocked Zhao Hui's iron sand palm. I wrapped up the headphone cable and took out the Walkman from my pocket.

"Crack..."

Cheng Cheng looked at a small black box, which swished against the wall, bounced off the railing, and finally rolled and landed at his feet. It came out of the opened lid and was twisted tightly.

"Hold!"

This is the third word Feng Shuai uttered. His big eyes with thick eyelashes stared at the heavily crippled Walkman, and he rushed towards Cheng Cheng like a raging lion. At that moment, Cheng Cheng smiled. He really didn't see Feng Shuai was so angry, how could he be beaten by Zhao Hui before, Feng Shuai still had no pain or itch after the incident, Cheng Cheng once saw Zhao Hui beat Feng Shuai outside, it was really hard, So today he made up his mind to use this method to punish Feng Shuai. Although Feng Shuai didn't say that he was making fun of him, he is the boss of those bastards, and he is also having fun on the side, so don't blame him for being dark.Cheng Cheng was so happy to see Feng Shuai who was so flamboyant like today, Sun Zai, wait for me for two years, I won't need your mother anymore, I will still beat you to the ground!

Cheng Cheng was a thief, watching Feng Shuai rushing over, he unscrewed the anti-theft door of the house next to him with his backhand, rushed in and dragged him desperately, shouting for help, the aunt of this house also ran over holding a spatula and yelled, "Oh, Sister-in-law Zhao, quickly drag Xiaoshuai in, this makes us feel uneasy about cooking, hey, you boy, hurry home, you still want to wait here to be beaten!"

Cheng Cheng ran out of the corridor, whistled, and walked backwards, admiring the glass window on the third floor that cut off the sound of violence. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the window was pushed open vigorously, and Feng Shuai leaned out half of his body. After watching for a week, the direction of sight soon settled on him. From a distance, Cheng Cheng looked at Feng Shuai, Feng Shuai stared at him, stretched out his fingers and nodded him hard.

Cheng Cheng took a few steps back, turned around and went home with a big smile.

Cheng Cheng remembered that Feng Shuai never called his name, at least during the years when they were rivals, they never called him. Even if the two of them somehow settled down and got closer, Feng Shuai only called him "" Brat", but now, his mind is filled with Feng Shuai's shouts, and thousands of emotions are twisted into unresolved sadness, and the pain is too painful to live.

Oh, no, this word is not appropriate, because he, Cheng Cheng, is dead.

He didn't know whether it was a car accident, accident or intentional, but when he opened his eyes again, he was always floating by Feng Shuai's side.

The 30-year-old Feng Shuai is really worthy of this name. He is so handsome from the inside out, from head to toe.All kinds of disgusting reputations from childhood have long since faded away. Mature, steady, rich, capable, these are the labels on Feng Shuai now.

He watched Feng Shuai's transformation all the way, and accompanied him all the way. Although he carried out the "fine style" he had when he was a child and regarded being a gangster as a lifelong career, he was able to accompany someone through the ups and downs. He is also happy with a person's successful transformation process, especially this person is still Feng Shuai, the unique Feng Shuai.

Cheng Cheng stretched out his hand, wanting to pat the figure who was slumped by the wall, but the transparent palms were untouched. Feng Shuai had been sitting in this position for almost two days, and the phone rang and turned off automatically, but none of them answered.

When he got the news of his death, he rushed back from abroad, endured a huge blow, comforted his mother Yu Lu, cooperated with the police investigation, handled his funeral, and waited for the investigation results. When the dust settled and there was nothing else to arrange, Feng Shuai's waist curled up as if his muscles had been pulled away.

For more than 20 years, Cheng Cheng never knew that Feng Shuai would cry. Even when Zhao Hui passed away due to illness, Feng Shuai hated his father more and hated his incompetence even more, but tears never Feng Shuai's expression.

"Cheng Cheng...Cheng Cheng..." The hoarse voice echoed in the room with the sound of tears falling.

"Stop shouting..."

"Cheng Cheng...Cheng'er..."

"Stop shouting..."

"Cheng'er...Cheng Cheng...babe..."

"Don't fucking call me!" Cheng Cheng shouted hoarsely, but no one could hear him.

Cheng Cheng was about to die of regret, what the hell was he messing around with!Oh my god, what are you talking about with your friends!He guessed Feng Shuai's affection, so why the hell is he pretending to be stupid!He was wrong, he really thought it would take a long time, he could find out the answer slowly, and figure it out, who knows, he is used to playing tricks on people, this time it is God's turn to play tricks on him!

"Stop calling me brother! I was wrong! I was wrong! I regret it! I'm not a fucking thing! I regret it to death!" Cheng Cheng roared hoarsely, but Feng Shuai still cried out to him with tears streaming down his face name, his heart was broken into scum.

This is called never to be born again, right?Seeing the person he likes suffer for him, even wanting his life for himself, this is the best punishment for his heartlessness.

If he had known it would end like shit, he would never have wasted so much time, he would have caught Feng Shuai, treated him every second, never made him angry, let him down, never Let him be sad no more...

Hehe, what's the point of talking about this, it's all dead, nothing is left.

Feng Shuai moved, as if he couldn't bear some kind of pain anymore, he clutched his chest fiercely, breathing heavily, the chain in his hand cut blood marks on his palm.

Cheng Cheng was so frightened that he was trembling all over, and he wanted to stop Feng Shuai like crazy, "What are you doing, brother! You are crazy! You are not worth the fucking bastard like me! Not worth it! Brother!"

Cheng Cheng cried and cried, but he could only flop around, watching Feng Shuai swallow the gold chain, and the sharp wing pendant pierced the last trace of Cheng Cheng's lonely soul. At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, He saw Feng Shuai fell to the ground in pain, the door was knocked open, Guan Yawen was crying and hugging Feng Shuai, a mess...

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The drumbeat of the heart changes from strong to weak...and from weak to strong...

Cheng Cheng was awakened by the shock, and the pounding of the drums made him have a splitting headache.

"Where the hell is this?"

"Oh, brother Cheng, can you get in or not? I'm so uncomfortable, it's so itchy, I think I want to, hurry up!" The explosion exploded in Cheng Cheng's ear, which made Cheng Cheng's already twisted stomach churn even more. Shaking his head and taking a closer look, he was paralyzed, this is some little slut with arms and legs wrapped around him like snakes.

"Damn it, get up!" Cheng Cheng sat up abruptly, throwing him aside, but this young man relentlessly clung to him, "What are you doing, brother Cheng, why do you care about that person? Just play around, why are you still angry?"

Cheng Cheng was too lazy to wait for a second, but when he suddenly realized what was going on, Cheng Cheng froze, looked around short of breath, opened the door of the box and rushed out, The showy young man in the back still put up his pants and hung beside him, "Brother Cheng, you are drunk, why are you going?"

"Get out!" Cheng Cheng's mind was in a mess, but he had a vague impression of this scene. He's alive again? !God took pity on him and gave him another chance? !

"Hey, Brother Cheng, take it easy." Cheng Cheng grabbed the scruffy little mb and dragged him to the front, his vicious eyes frightened the little mb from daring to breathe.

"Who were you talking about just now? Who has been here?" The smell in the bar was Cheng Cheng's familiar smell, and the strong tune made him just scratch his neck and shout.

"That's right, the handsome guy who picked you up last time when you were drunk, you told him to go his own way, and then he left, what happened to you all of a sudden?"

"Hold!"

Cheng Cheng ran out of the bar like crazy. On the road stretched by street lights, there were too many people.

Feng Shuai!Feng Shuai!Feng Shuai!Where the hell are you? !

Pushing aside the flow of people, looking for it like a mad dog, on the other side of the lights, a familiar car parked there, a tall figure standing under the street lights, smoking a cigarette, Cheng Cheng seemed to be nailed to a stake, tears filled his eyes, his legs trembled.

Wait, wait, Feng Shuai, he will definitely not mess up this time!