strong romance

The car shed was at the air vent, and there was only a tall and dim street lamp beside it. Zhang Jin sat on the car seat lazily, with one leg kicking the ground and the other leg slantedly stepping on the railing.Seeing Cheng Kuang, the rotten little hooligan in the rumor whistled frivolously and jumped out of the car, holding a bag of fragrant barbecue in his hand.

Before Cheng Kuang got close, he saw Zhang Jin rubbing the back of his hand on the side of his legs, and then he seemed to casually pull down the zipper of the school uniform that was pulled to the neck, pretending to be forced while he was next to Dong.

"It's for you." He took out two cans of Coke from a basket in a car, and threw one to Cheng Kuang.

Cheng Kuang glanced at the barbecue and asked, "Have you gone to Dapeng's?"

"Well, I met a few people who eat Bawang's meal, and helped him clear the beach... Oh, I brought you barbecue," Zhang Jin said, "If you grind for a while, I'll eat it myself."

"Skipping class to fight?" Cheng Kuanglue was distracted, remembering the gossip about the little hooligan Zhang he had heard from Luo Kai.

"That's also called fighting? I call it 'receiving monsters'." Zhang Jin raised his eyebrows, half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "Dapeng's disease made him small, and there were always some blind bastards who bullied him and took advantage of him every now and then. It's cheap, if I don't let him restrain him, any monsters and ghosts will dare to come out to do it... that's the worst."

Cheng Kuang took a sip of Coke, the unique taste of carbonated drinks irritated his throat, and rolled into his hot stomach together with Zhang Jin's words.He has had too little contact with kindness. It took him ten years to finally accumulate a handful of family relationships that are short of catties and short of two. It is enough to be a dream. Help Fang Peng.

Fang Peng and Zhang Jin were originally just two people who had nothing to do with each other in the vast crowd. There was no so-called blood relationship between them, and there was no conflict of interests between them. Even distant relatives and close neighbors were intriguing for their own self-interest, let alone strangers.

Cheng Kuang was silent for a while, then asked casually: "Are you following Lei Feng to do good deeds?"

"You think I'm stupid, help that fat man clean up the mess? Is he beautiful or does he want to be beautiful? There is a saying - there is a come and go," Zhang Jin handed Cheng Kuang a grilled chicken wing, He said seriously, "Here, look at this chicken wing, this is my hard-earned money, Xueba, do you dare to show me face?"

This question is insincere, because it doesn't matter at all if Xueba is rewarded or not.Cheng Kuang glanced sideways, and Zhang Jin blatantly stuffed his "death money" into Xueba's mouth.

Zhang Jin: "Is it delicious?"

Cheng Kuang: "..."

Sha Pao'er is a little crazy, probably due to lack of pumping.

"Actually..." Cheng Kuang looked up under the dim yellow streetlights. Zhang Jin was a little taller and looked down slightly. From his perspective, half of Cheng Kuang's eyes were covered by the shadows under his eyelashes. Almost has a bit of a blurred taste.

He originally wanted to say, "Actually, I didn't help him, but he helped me", but he forgot when he was distracted, and what he blurted out was another sentence: "Actually, as long as you shout "Brother Pao, I can also work hard for you."

As soon as the words came out, both of them were startled.Cheng Kuang suddenly remembered a sentence that rang in his ear unexpectedly from a short distance away on New Year's Eve.It was as if a seam had been pried open, and in an instant, he almost had an impulse—what if he tried it?

But Cheng Kuang hesitated.

Zhang Jin hung his heart, saw Cheng Kuang turned his head, and said coldly: "Are you stupid?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little suffocated.

As the name suggests, the small Paozhang in Maoer Street is not a patient person. His secret crush brings him only impulsiveness. From time to time, he thinks irritablely: I just like him, so what is there to hide?

But judging from the current situation, even if he leaked some clues intentionally or unintentionally, Cheng Kuang still remained indifferent. Is this thing blind?

"Cheng Kuang, you cheated and copied, didn't you?" Zhang Jin held his breath in his chest, and wanted to utter three thousand evil words, but the moment his name was called, those three thousand sentences were all wiped out, so he had no choice but to pick. Say a word that relieves qi without pain or itching.

"... What did you say?" Cheng Kuang was stunned.

"I said you—" Zhang Jin paused as he spoke, his eyes passed Cheng Kuang's shoulder, and he saw a place not far away—that is, at the gate of his courtyard, a silver-white car was parked , the two car doors opened one after the other, Xiang Shulan stepped out of the car, and there was a tall man who looked like a penny beside her, and the two of them were very close.

Xiang Shulan seemed to notice his gaze, and turned her head to look this way. Zhang Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pulled Cheng Kuang to hide behind the wall.

In desperation, he tightly grasped Cheng Kuang's hand, and it took a while to realize this belatedly. Cheng Kuang's half-drooped eyelids suddenly lifted up, and the two of them leaned against the wall and looked at each other. Jhin forgot how to look back.A trace of inexplicable awkwardness climbed up the wall, Cheng Kuang moved his fingers, and he let go.

At this time, Zhang Jin heard the sound of the car door closing. Not long after, he saw the silver car passing by them and driving away towards the entrance of the alley.

Who is that man?What is his relationship with Xiang Shulan?Why did you send Xiang Shulan home?

Zhang Jin pushed open the iron door with his thoughts in a mess, and the miscellaneous hair jumped up and rubbed against his legs. The light in the room was on, and Xiang Shulan walked out with slippers on, and smiled at him through the window: "Yo ,You're back?"

Zhang Jin responded, pretending to be nonchalant and tentatively asking: "Mom, why did you go home so early? No one is in the store today?"

"The show is over early today. Those who made money invited them to dinner, and those who got drunk and lost their minds sent them home—Jin, help me collect a towel, I want to wash my hair." Xiang Shulan Talking while looking for a clothes rail.

When Zhang Jin handed her the towel, Xiang Shulan held the clothes pole in surprise for a moment, then laughed, "I've grown taller again, so I don't need it anymore."

"Mom, have you been drinking too?" Zhang Jin smelled alcohol on Xiang Shulan.

"It's okay, Mom didn't drink much." Xiang Shulan said.

"Stop fooling me, the smell of alcohol is so strong, why didn't you call me?" Zhang Jin frowned, and finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most, "Who brought you back?"

"Oh, it's okay. They're all playing mahjong together. Mom knows that, but you're still worried about me." Xiang Shulan had a faint smile on her face. Alcohol made her cheeks flush, and she squinted. Eyes, as if thinking of something, suddenly mentioned Zhang Hao, "It's because my mother was unlucky and her eyesight is not good, so I met a man like your father. Otherwise——"

Zhang Jin interrupted her and said, "Why are you mentioning him? Do you think there is too much rice at home?"

Xiang Shulan looked at Zhang Jin and smiled, and said slowly: "I saw a kid today, he was full of student spirit, he looked like a junior high school student, and I found out that he was the same age as my son. I suddenly thought, if it wasn't for Zhang Hao, would my son be a little smaller than he is now, with shoulders not so broad..."

"But mom knows that no one can compare to my son. You are the greatest pride in my life."

Usually Xiang Shulan seldom said these things, but now she might have drunk too much, she took her clothes and walked into the house, after a while, there was the sound of water rushing from the bathroom.

Zhang Jin was sitting on the sofa, a few fresh roses in the vase on the table were rolled with thorns, piercing into the corner of his eyes abruptly.

Zhang Jin's eyelids jumped a few times suddenly.

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Let everyone down, Paoer didn't confess his love (???? `)

Tut tut

Hurry him up.

Even if it's a twisted melon...you won't know if it's sweet until you try it. (Quickly break Kuang'er into a twist