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Holding the white porridge bought from outside, Qingfeng only sprinkled some meat floss on it, and was about to pass it on, but saw that Ke Cheng's hands were a little unsteady, so he personally fed it with a spoon.

Ke Cheng never said the reason, and Qingfeng could guess nine out of ten reasons. After all, there are only a few reasons that can make a person sad, but he didn't want to mention it, let alone listen to Ke Cheng.

"I remember when we first met when we were young, you squatted at the door of the building, your mother and uncle took your sister back to their parents' house, and forgot about you, and you were locked out of the door, so hungry that you couldn't even lift your head , It was my mother who brought you back and cooked you a big bowl of porridge, but you burned your tongue while eating the porridge." As he spoke, he laughed at himself and even choked.

"At that time, you didn't welcome me at all. You never paid me any attention. You just read a book and let me fend for myself." Ke Cheng was two years older than Qingfeng. When the two met for the first time, Qingfeng was still in elementary school. When they meet, they are always pitiful and silent.

"I don't hate you, I hate your family. I don't like the looks of your mother and uncle, so I think if you don't show up, I don't have to see them." This is the first time Ke Cheng explained for the past "I noticed you a long time ago. The first time I really saw you, it seemed that your uncle was at home alone, but he scolded you angrily and pushed you out of the house. At that time, you were barefoot and wearing pajamas, and it was cold outside. The ground was freezing. I was wondering why you didn't cry, the neighbors in the whole building would notice when you cried, but you are so stupid."

"I don't even remember." These past events are too far away for Qingfeng, if you don't mention them, maybe you won't remember them in this life.

"It is said that crying children have sweets, but you don't even have the courage to get drunk, Qingfeng, I don't know whether to say you are pitiful or pathetic." A person who was lying on a hospital bed with stomach bleeding from drinking actually started It's pathetic to laugh at a person who eats normally.

"Eating too much sugar will cause tooth decay, and drinking too much alcohol will hurt your stomach. Why show your embarrassment to others."

Ke Cheng's heart skipped a beat. Qingfeng might not be laughing at him, but it made him suddenly realize that this is not a kind of sadness.

The two were silent, Qingfeng raised his head casually, noticed the clock beside him, suddenly realized something, put the remaining porridge aside, and covered Ke Cheng with the quilt, "Sorry, I have something urgent, if you don't feel well, remember to press the button Hit the button above."

"Urgent matter?" He seemed surprised that Qingfeng would still have urgent matters at this point. Looking back, he remembered the boy who snuggled up with Qingfeng in the rain that day. "Is that the boy?"

Qingfeng was silent, but the answer was obvious, he turned around, picked up his schoolbag and left the ward.

When he felt that Musu's house was downstairs, the light in that window was on, but he wasn't sure if it was appropriate for him to go in now.

He lingered at the door for a while, then hesitantly knocked on the door.

"Who is it!" I thought Mu Su would be angry and ignore it, but unexpectedly there was a voice coming from inside, but I could see it through the cat's eyes, but I still wanted to ask such a question.

"It's me." Qingfeng replied.

But the door didn't open for a long time. Instead, there was a sentence "Mu Dafei is not here, you can go!" There was a strong smell in the tone.

"I'm not looking for Mu Dafei, I'm looking for Musu. Tan Qingfeng is looking for Musu." Knowing that the people inside were childish, he patiently carried on this meaningless conversation.

"Talk about Qingfeng? I don't know this person!"

"I may have found the wrong one." As he said that, he pretended to turn around and was about to leave, but he heard an angry shout from inside, "Did I let you go? Just because I don't know you doesn't mean you can go. Who told you to knock on our door randomly? If you break it, you will pay."

"You don't open the door and don't let me go, so am I going to make a sculpture here?" Qingfeng turned around helplessly, "The sculpture is a bit hungry."

"Who are you lying to? The statue won't be hungry, and I won't feed the big liar." Hearing these words, he could imagine that Musu looked at the cat's eyes, smoked angrily, and scolded him with baring teeth and claws.

"Even if you go to court, you have to give the defendant a chance to appeal. You are sure you don't want to listen to my explanation." He tapped his fingers twice, "If you keep yelling, the neighbor should call the police uncle."

There was no sound from inside. After a while, the door opened from the inside. Musu's eyes were full of resentment, and he shot at Qingfeng through the narrow gap. Stir-fried celery until fragrant, how about preserved egg and lean pork porridge?"

When Musu opened the lid, Qingfeng swallowed secretly.

"Eat, don't you mean you're hungry?" He took out a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and handed them over, "Forget about starving, big liar!"

"I met Ke Cheng on the road, he had stomach bleeding, so he was taken to the hospital and I forgot about it, can you forgive me now?" Qingfeng stated truthfully, Musu was startled, ignored the resentment just now, and went to Qingfeng The side asked carefully, "Stomach bleeding, did you vomit blood all the time?"

When Qingfeng heard it, he frowned slightly. He vomited blood, yes, but why did the description sound so weird, "I vomited a little blood, and it's much better now."

"Why did he have stomach bleeding, how did you meet?" Mu Su obviously didn't realize that he asked too much, his eyes were full of doubts, but it was more of the unstoppable gossip.

"Drink too much, I met halfway, can I have a good meal?" I didn't take a bite, but I couldn't hold back Musu's questions one after another.

After listening to Qingfeng's explanation, there were more questions, and he tilted his head, "Drinking in broad daylight? Broken in love? Oh..." With a clear look, he thought to himself, "It must be that the person he likes doesn't like it." He then got drunk in broad daylight until his stomach bleeds."

Although what he said is almost the same, but being said so bluntly by Mu Su, the feeling is still different.

"Don't talk nonsense about other people."

Mu Su didn't care at all, and half of his body lay on the dining table, showing a meaningful smile, "Are you happy?"

"Why am I happy?" Being asked such a question, Qingfeng was stunned by asking, "Why are you laughing like that?"

"Don't you like him? Shouldn't you be happy when he's broken in love?" It's a matter of course, but Qingfeng really can't laugh, holding a bite of food with the chopsticks but failing to deliver it to his mouth, "Maybe, but It really happened, and I couldn't laugh when I saw him unhappy."