Bamboo horses peck each other daily

"Ah——" the big man screamed, and fell down on the spot. His tall body fell in front of Cheng Xia like a small mountain collapsed in front of him, and the dull sound made when he fell to the ground—the most important thing is, His hand was still stretched out, because when he fell to the ground suddenly, he was much closer to Cheng Xia, and the uninjured hand was about to touch his ankle.

The big man didn't know where the prehistoric power came from, he really held back the pain, and pulled Cheng Xia's shoe by force, pulling it in his direction.Cheng Xia was unprepared for a moment, he couldn't control his balance, and he was about to slip, his heart skipped a beat, and he chose the most aggressive method in an instant - throwing the stick again.

This time, Cheng Xia really heard a crisp "click".Then came the second weak scream from the big man.

Afraid of another accident, Cheng Xia supported his butt with his hands as soon as it touched the ground, and stood up as fast as he could.His hand seemed to be scratched, and it hurt a little, but it didn't matter, he was excited now.

He didn't hesitate at all, as soon as he stood up, he ran towards the nearest man in black who was holding a woman hostage, and a stick came from behind.

The man in black was holding the woman hostage with his hands and wanted to negotiate terms with the police. He didn't expect that someone would put a sniper in the back, and he was caught immediately. A middle-aged policeman took the opportunity to subdue him, handcuffed him and put him in the police car. Then he yelled at Cheng Xia: "Go away, kid! Don't stay around!"

A policeman came and handcuffed the felled man who was suspected of having lost his hand, and then it would be much more convenient for them to deal with the rest.Soon, this accident was settled.

Cheng Xia was taken aback by the middle-aged policeman's shout, so he mingled in the crowd peacefully and watched the whole process. Just as he was fascinated, he heard the thick voice of the old policeman not far from him: "That Come here, kid."

Cheng Xia stared at him for a while, then asked: "Me?"

The middle-aged policeman put his cap on his head and nodded.Cheng Xia walked to his side in a few steps.

The middle-aged policeman took the baseball bat in his hand and squeezed out a few lines between his eyebrows: "Is this yours? What are you doing with this? We don't have a baseball field here, do we?"

Cheng Xia glanced at his confiscated baseball bat, rubbed the tip of his nose, and wondered whether he should honestly tell the story that he was planning to hit someone.

At this time, Cheng Xia suddenly heard Qi Bianrong shouting to the policewoman who was taking care of him: "Sister Police! He is not a gangster, I know him, he is my friend!"

The middle-aged policeman looked up and saw that Qi Bianrong's movements were large and his voice was so loud that it was difficult to notice it.

Cheng Xia thought for a while and simply confessed: "I was the one who made the report call today. He..." He pointed to Qi Bianrong who was making trouble over there, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Eh, he is indeed my friend I borrowed his phone number to call the police, but I was a little worried, so I followed. The baseball bat was just in case I used it for self-defense.”

The middle-aged policeman looked at him carefully and said, "In this case, you also come to the police station to make a record." After finishing speaking, he weighed the baseball bat in his hand, "Kids, don't keep carrying these. This is a contraband , have to hand in."

Cheng Xia nodded obediently, went to pull Qi Bianrong over, and got into the police car.

Qi Bianrong didn't know that he hadn't slept well for a few days, his eye sockets were blue, his skin and lips were dull.He still has half a stomach full of wine dangling around, his head is in a daze, and his tongue is upside down when he speaks. Coupled with this bad youth standard appearance, he was pestered and questioned for a long time when he was taking notes. Cheng Xia is easy. More, it will be fine in a while.

Qi Bianrong was finally released, most of the wine was sober, and he looked even more depressed. Seeing him like this, Cheng Xia remembered that he almost ate powder by mistake, and asked with lingering fear: "Are you sure you didn't drink what you shouldn't drink?" ? Don’t you feel physically uncomfortable? Or is something very wrong?” After-effects, there will be emotional ups and downs, right?Cheng Xia doesn't know much about this.

Qi Bianrong said: "Probably not, but they have recently made me have to ensure three meals a day, go to bed early, get up early and not drink alcohol..." He practiced seven or eight health-preserving methods, and Cheng Xia was completely relieved—if Qi Bianrong If he was really tricked, the police wouldn't play with him with words that only a fool like Qi Bianrong couldn't understand.

But it’s not bad, no matter how rebellious Qi Bianrong is, he won’t think it’s right to play poison. Plan to implement it from beginning to end.

When we got home, Shi Xu had already returned, and Cheng Xia didn't hide anything, so he told all about today's events. The final result was that Shi Xu dragged Qi Bianrong into the guest room expressionlessly and had a big talk, and then he took a Qi Bianrong with a tangled face was released.

Cheng Xia was bored and had to go back to his room to look for books to read. When he saw that one was an anthology, he suddenly remembered the photo album he left in the study in the afternoon!

Suffered!Shi Xu won't take the opportunity to put it away, will he?

Cheng Xia almost immediately abandoned the collection of poems and rushed to the study room, he opened the door and looked under the bookcase.

Shi Xu was sitting on his seat, watching him with a smile when he suddenly pushed the door open, and asked kindly, "What's the matter?"

"..." How much Cheng Xia wished that the thick photo album was still lying on the ground, but...of course it was impossible.How could Shi Xu keep his dark history for Cheng Xia to flip through at will?Of course I put away the album the moment I saw it at home~

Unwilling to give up, Cheng Xia opened the lower drawer to have a look, only to find the black leather book.

Shi Xu smiled and saw Cheng Xia standing up with an aggrieved face, coughed, and said kindly: "What are you looking for? Huh?"

Cheng Xia looked at him expressionlessly: "You know, that photo album—your women's clothing photo album!"

Seeing that Cheng Xia said it so bluntly, Shi Xu stopped putting on airs: "Yes, I put it away. Children, don't just think about making troubles all day~"

"Hehe." Cheng Xia was full of reluctance, he hadn't seen enough... But he thought about the few pictures saved on his mobile phone, and couldn't help but take them out to attack what seemed embarrassing to him: " It’s okay if you don’t give it to me, of course I’ll take a picture of such an amazing thing and save it when I see it.”

Shi Xu twitched the corner of his mouth, obviously not expecting: "You..." He wanted to find an opportunity to delete the black history in Cheng Xia's phone.

Cheng Xia had a pure face: "I remember two Gothic Lolita ones that are really cute, almost like dolls themselves. And the one in Tang suit, very soft and cute, little beauty?"

Cheng Xia said these things to tease Shi Xu on purpose, but Shi Xu's face gradually softened after hearing his words.Shi Xu asked, "Do you think it looks good?"

"...Yes." What kind of look is that, it makes my hair stand on end...

Shi Xu took a serious look at Cheng Xia, and didn't know what he was thinking, so he actually laughed, with a particularly thought-provoking smile: "In that case, you should keep it, remember not to show it to others."

It feels even weirder!Cheng Xia felt that Shi Xu's eyes seemed to be coming through the scope of a gun, staring at him firmly, as if his clothes were about to be ripped off... In order to get rid of this weird feeling, he hurriedly responded with a few words : "Oh, I see. That... can I read this?" Cheng Xia casually picked up the black leather book in the drawer.

Shi Xu glanced at it: "It's not mine, I don't know, but they both carry things they can't casually look at, and they won't keep them at home. You can take them if you want."

Cheng Xia took the notebook and fled as if flying away.

Originally, he just wanted to use this black leather book as a raft to change the subject, but the wide open and strong handwriting recorded on the pages he accidentally opened suddenly made him interested in this book.

The beginning of the book is to record trivial matters, such as [I am in the second year of junior high school. ] [Today's homework is.... ] Such a narrative method, occasionally adding some psychological activities, but there is no date.With such a rational and straightforward style, coupled with those crisp and neat handwriting, Cheng Xia couldn't help suspecting that this was Uncle Shi's record.

The parent's note that looks so serious... Cheng Xia was seduced to read it.

The time span of the records is very uneven, the two most recent records are on the same day, and the farthest is one or two years apart.At the beginning of the note, the protagonist seems to be still in middle school.

[Yirou also transfers here, finally someone she knows. ]Huh?Got a mom record?Cheng Xia looked down a few photos.

What follows is some school routines. Back then, the school seemed much stricter than it is now. Even speaking in the self-study class was punished, but it said [Thanks to Yirou for helping. ]

There is also the record that all weekends were confiscated by the school and changed to tutoring, and it also records [bring food to class, and alternately with Yirou to see if the teacher has come.Not caught.It feels good to have someone to eat with. ]

From here on, the following notes were gradually mixed with psychological activities, and various abstract and emotional descriptions began to appear.

[She looks especially good in white, like a dove. ]

[She always makes people feel happy when she smiles, and I like staying with her. ]

[Let’s go to the same school as Yirou in high school, the classmate is even better, if not, ask dad to help. ]

"..." The way of going through the back door has been the same throughout the ages.

But Cheng Xia's attention was on another place - Uncle Shi had such a good relationship with his mother before?Looking at this description, I really feel that uncle treats mother...

Cheng Xia flipped through a few more pages, and could see that "she" was "Yirou", and almost every article in the back was related to "Yirou", and the descriptions became more and more delicate and soft. Such a gentle note turned out to be Uncle Shi written?Are you boring?

At the same time, he began to feel a little awkward.Cheng Xia remembered what his uncle said back then, "I am your mother's friend", and wondered whether his uncle adopted him because of his feelings for his mother.However, if Uncle Shi adopted him back because of such selfishness, and let him become Aunt Xu and his son in name, wouldn't it be unfair to Aunt Xu...

With a complicated mood, Cheng Xia made up a lot of messy things in his brain, but he still chose to read it driven by curiosity.

The author has something to say: Shi Xu: I never expected that Cheng Xia would actually like my women's clothing, and I feel that my interest in the future will fall...