every life

On the upper cheek, a moment of calm.The last time he felt this dizzy was when Wen Yingyao was mixing drinks for him.

But still a little different.

As for the difference, Ping Sheng felt that his brain was not enough...

After "bumping into" Wen Yingyao that day, Ping Sheng was even more afraid to look at him in class.The eyes met by chance, and I always felt that there was a familiar joke and smile in that gentleness as always.

"Xiaowan has never seen you being fooled by this picture of a little rabbit obediently..."

There were footsteps coming here, Ping Sheng wiped his face, and went to the cubicle to pull Wu Hong back.

With a chuckle, "But thank you both for this meal..."

Ping Sheng paused, and Wu Hong, who had just been pulled up, fell over and slammed his head against the wall of the cubicle.

"Ouch—"

Unexpectedly, Ping Sheng covered Wu Hong's mouth in a panic——

"Little Sheng?"

Xiaosheng?

Pingsheng's back was stiff and he didn't look back.

Who is Xiaosheng?Flat rise is selectively ignored.

Wen Yingyao looked at Ping Sheng's back, turned around and said a few words to Yu Zhe, "You guys go back first."

Yu Zhe's eyes lingered on Ping Sheng for a while, "How do you go back after drinking too much? You can't drive."Ping Sheng pulled Wu Hong up, walked out of the bathroom with his head down, "Is this your student?" Yu Zhe felt that there was something strange between the two of them.

Wen Yingyao smiled, and dismissed: "I'll call a taxi."

A bump hit his head, and Wu Hong regained consciousness a lot. Most of the students in the class were almost drunk, and all of them slumped on their seats.Wu Hong started howling again, Xu Boshu didn't care about it now, and howled along with him, and finally the whole private room was scattered, crying like a wolf.

Ping Sheng felt that he was simply too abnormal.

He has never met Wen Yingyao from the beginning to the end, just a vague voice can make him flustered and out of his mind.

Cursing in a low voice, Pingsheng opened the door and walked out.

The plastic candy wrapper made a rustling sound. It used to be able to be torn apart by squeezing it, but this time it couldn't be torn apart.Ping Sheng frowned, lowered his head and stared at the candy in his hand seriously, took a deep breath, and exerted force with his thumbs, the candy wrapper cracked open, before the small piece of toffee popped out, it was Rolling on the ground.

Pingsheng: ...

The white toffee stopped in front of a pair of shiny black leather shoes.

Wen Yingyao knew this candy paper.

When I woke up in the hospital one day, there was a candy paper like this lying in my arms.

"any left?"

The owner of the voice walked to his side, leaning against the wall as well.

Ping Sheng bowed his head and nodded, without asking if there was anything, he automatically took out the remaining three toffee from his pocket.

Wen Yingyao smiled.

The warmth disappeared at the touch of a touch, and the three candies in the palm of my hand disappeared.Ping Sheng raised his head, what is he doing.

The candy paper is torn apart, and there is a faint sweet fragrance.

"Open your mouth."

It was only then that Ping Sheng realized that the two of them were extremely close, so close that Wen Yingyao could put his hand on the back of his neck——

He did.

The smooth and angular hard candy stuck to his lips, full of milky taste, Ping Sheng was completely stunned, looking at Wen Yingyao, his eyes were black and white.

Memory has an initial starting point.

In that lake light, Wen Yingyao remembered seeing the same pair of eyes.The difference was that at that time, those eyes were full of irritable disgust and naked aggression.Like a newborn wolf cub, he is vigilant against everything, ready to do his best at any time, and fierce regardless of everything.

But also only this fragment.

Next is the piece of candy paper in front of you.

The soft candy paper was stuck to the palm of his hand, Wen Yingyao had no doubt that Pingsheng had appeared during his "abnormal" times.

Wen Yingyao's eyes were confused for a moment, and he couldn't figure out what was going on now.

So abnormal.

But subconsciously, he seemed to have enough reasons to do the next thing.

because--

There is no disgust in these eyes, the pupils are clean, but there is only a little helplessness and a little panic.

There is also a hint of shyness.

The ears are more pronounced and completely red.

Wen Yingyao lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

Before the laughter awakened the people in front of him, Wen Yingyao lowered his head and swallowed the sugar, and kissed Pingsheng with some strength.

The hand holding the back of the neck pressed slightly, and the red rope protruded from the fingertips. Wen Yingyao kissed Pingsheng patiently, caressing the marks on his neck, and after a while, he pressed his lips and whispered: "I saw you a long time ago, didn't you?" ?”

A sentence without beginning or end.

Pingsheng understood.

His mouth was full of sweet and milky taste, and the candy had already entered his mouth in a grandiose manner. Realizing this, Ping Sheng felt that his whole body was going to burn.

It wasn't the dry burning, it was the hot water in his pocket that made him tremble all over and he couldn't get rid of it.

"is not it?"

Wen Yingyao asked.

The index finger clasped on the back of the neck drew out the red string inch by inch, and the square jade pendant slowly brushed along the collarbone.

Ping Sheng didn't answer, he looked up at Wen Yingyao for a while, as if he was also confirming something, until Wen Yingyao raised his eyebrows in doubt and opened his mouth to speak.

Ping Sheng was careful not to kiss back.

His movements were clumsy, his voice trembled, and his whole body trembled.

"Yes."

"I've seen it a long time ago."

Personality can be disordered, temperament can be different, but when Wen Yingyao hugged Ping Sheng into his arms and kissed him again, he found that this was his truest impulse.

And for the first time, he did not contradict this reality.

Like a coward wishing to get rid of his own shadow, he suddenly discovered that the shadow he regarded as a gangrene was his original self.

And there has never been a moment when he would desperately want to be the original self, eager to let the original self embrace this truth like he is now.

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☆、Beer kitten

There is still some water on the ground.

The clouds are very thick, blocking most of the moonlight, and the distance is a bit hazy.

The incandescent lights of the 24-hour convenience store were dazzlingly bright. Pingsheng leaned against the glass and looked at the occasional vehicles speeding by on the empty road. The two beams of headlights were particularly bright.It seems that only when the moonlight is hidden, everything in the world has a grand reason.

During the time when he was distracted, there was wet ice on his cheeks, Pingsheng turned his head, and Wen Yingyao brought a can of beer to his eyes.

"Thinking about what?"

Griphook snorted, and the refreshing and dense beer froth piled up in the hot midnight wind.

Ping Sheng took it and took a sip slowly, as if he didn't hear it, he lowered his head and carefully studied the speed of the foam melting.

Wen Yingyao smiled knowingly, this kid has been dumb since he left the hotel.

Who the hell was so bold just now?

"I wanted to buy you mineral water." Wen Yingyao deliberately paused, and Pingsheng pricked up his ears, but he still didn't dare to look at the people beside him.

I don't know how to kiss at all...the lips stick to it, they just stick to it...

Later, this person was still "preaching and teaching karma to solve doubts".

Ping Sheng felt that the heat of his life was transferred to his face in an instant.

"Buying beer is to make you more emboldened."

The soda can that had just touched his mouth stopped abruptly, and Ping Sheng squeezed the can.

Knowing this person's evil side for a long time, Ping Sheng was not surprised, and even had a magical feeling.Looking up at Wen Yingyao who was drinking beer with his head up, Night Breeze propped up one neckline, and the scent of malt permeated the air. Wen Yingyao turned his head and smiled at Ping Sheng, casually: "What?"

Ping Sheng didn't give him the chance to continue yelling this time, so he turned and walked towards the other side of the road.

The two walked back to Sangao one after the other.

The security room was pitch black, and the entrances and exits were electronically locked.Ping Sheng looked at the school name of the third high school for a while, and he drank all the beer along the way, and the empty can made a crisp sound when squeezed a little.

Turning two corners along the wall of the flower bed, they encountered a trash can and threw the cans away, and the two continued to walk forward.

Wen Yingyao found it interesting, and followed behind like a big tail, what is he looking for?

An iron gate.

Wen Yingyao made a visual inspection, and it should be the logistics warehouse of the gymnasium on the school playground.

The iron door was not locked, but a plastic rope was simply wrapped around the latch a few times.

When Ping Sheng pushed the door and walked in, the smile on Wen Yingyao's face grew wider. The young man walking in front of him seemed to have entered his own territory, and the route was very familiar.

The warehouse is next to a dead end, the street lamps cannot come in, the moonlight is as pale as a veil of smoke, and the shadows are so dark that they cannot be seen clearly.However, the randomly placed volleyballs and basketballs were all easily avoided by Ping Sheng. When the two walked out of the warehouse, Wen Yingyao felt as if he had passed through a magical space unharmed.

"Come here often?" Wen Yingyao stepped forward to hold Ping Sheng, "Why isn't this place locked?"

"I've been here before, and I don't have time in the third year of high school... I didn't lock it in the first place..." I was suddenly pulled by my hand, and when Pingsheng came to his senses, his voice became a little lower, and he wanted to pull his hand out, but Wen Yingyao just didn't want to let go , led Pingsheng and slipped out of the empty and deserted playground.

It was already very late, and the moon completely disappeared behind the clouds, leaving only a mass of silvery white, reflecting the deep blue sky.

"I also sneaked back to my alma mater the night after the college entrance examination." Wen Yingyao's voice was very low, as if he was trying to find the experience similar to that of Heping Sheng.

"It was discovered later... The guards took us as thieves and chased us around the playground." Wen Yingyao smiled and said to Ping Sheng: "At that time, I was arrogant and drank too much, so I wanted to play tricks on others. The uncle later I couldn’t run anymore, and I was so angry that I wanted to call 110, so we said that I was a graduate, and I just came back after the exam to have a look.”

Ping Sheng felt that this was really what Wen Yingyao did.

"And then you guess?"

"Did you get driven out?" Ping Sheng thought, it would be a pity that such a messy Wen Yingyao didn't give him a beating.

The clouds parted a bit, and the moonlight was clear.

"The uncle invited us to drink liquor and got us down one by one."

"I woke up on the playground early in the morning."

Wen Yingyao found a chair by the small flower bed and sat down, patted the side beside him, with a smug expression, "Didn't expect that?"

Ping Sheng was slightly taken aback, seeing that Wen Yingyao couldn't recover, he really didn't expect it.

Wen Yingyao pulled him to sit down.

The midnight wind brought a coolness, Pingsheng was actually a little sleepy, he leaned back in his chair and looked up at the slightly drunk moonlight, and he heard the same sleepy chirping of insects, babbling.The reflections of the branches and leaves are stained with moonlight, fluttering as if drunk.

"Later, it was the same when I was in college. Because of my good grades, I ignored many things and went my own way. It was only after I left school that I realized how shallow and ignorant I was, how stupid I was."

"Afterwards, it is to reap the consequences of oneself, harming others and oneself."

Wen Yingyao's words seemed to break a thin layer of ice slowly, his coldness was awe-inspiring.

Pingsheng understood some, but also didn't understand.

In his eyes, superficial and ignorant, downright stupid, these are things that Wen Yingyao would never get hooked on.

Reaping the consequences, harming others and himself, he doesn't know.

All he knew was that all the Wen Yingyao who appeared in front of him had nothing to do with these two words.

Pingsheng didn't speak.

After a while, he pursed his lips and smiled.

Wen Yingyao looked at Ping Sheng and smiled.

"You asked me if I have seen you." Ping Sheng looked up, his eyes were bright, "I said I have, do you know how we met?"

Wen Yingyao shook his head, he couldn't take his eyes off Ping Sheng's eyes.

"Because you're a hooligan."

"..."

After a while, Wen Yingyao really began to think seriously about the possibility of this happening.

"Hahahahaha!" Ping Sheng couldn't hold back, and laughed loudly.

The little thing that was sleeping soundly was startled at once.

The kitten meowed in a daze, but Ping Sheng didn't pay attention at first, but then the kitten bared its teeth and meowed, which startled Ping Sheng.

Wen Yingyao held him down, and suppressed a smile: "It's your cat."

Ping Sheng said slightly, "Oh..."

The kitten swung out from the bushes, aggressive and looking for faults.Seeing Ping Sheng, he jumped onto his knees and barked his teeth and claws at Wen Yingyao who was sitting beside him.

Wen Yingyao raised his eyebrows and smiled wryly at Ping Sheng: "I'm taking the blame..."

Pingsheng was very happy, and there was something else in his tone, which was soft and sweet: "What's the matter with taking the blame..."

Wen Yingyao pinched Pingsheng's ears.

"What about the cat after you graduate?"

"Go to college with you?"

Ping Sheng tilted his head and just smiled at Wen Yingyao, his eyes were already too sleepy to open.

Wen Yingyao understood again, thought about it, and said in a serious manner: "You can't raise it for nothing."

Ping Sheng nodded, not knowing if he had listened, and fell asleep with the kitten.

The night is deep.

☆, memory exposure

The curtains were drawn half way, the light was not enough, half dark, the breath in the room was very strange, the body woke up first, turned over, but plunged into the warmth behind him.

Subconsciously knew who it was, Ping Sheng didn't open his eyes, but his consciousness began to wake up.

Midnight beer, moonlight playground, sleepy kitten, and that kiss with countless twists and turns...

Everything seems to be wrapped in the silver moonlight, and it is properly placed in the cloud of memory, becoming the softest piece.

The nose smells the smell of dry clothes, which is reassuring and comfortable.The material of the clothing is delicate and exquisite, close to the skin, and the vibration of the heartbeat can be faintly heard.

Ping Sheng didn't move, he opened his eyes and looked at Wen Yingyao's strong chest, and was in a daze for a while.

Looking up, Wen Yingyao was in a deep sleep, with blue stubble on his chin, but it didn't affect his overly attractive appearance in the slightest.Ping Sheng touched his chin, then raised his hand to touch Wen Yingyao's, it was prickly and prickly, not very comfortable.

I have to wake up no matter what.

The corner of Wen Yingyao's mouth raised slightly, covering the back of Pingsheng's hand, exerting a little force, his voice was a little hoarse, "Sleep?"

Ping Sheng withdrew his hand, closed his eyes in panic, after a while, forced himself to calm down, and "slept".

Wen Yingyao's laughter was low and deep, and he laughed for a long time.

The sun has not yet risen, and it is gray and gray, and it seems that it is only five or six o'clock.

When Ping Sheng woke up again, Wen Yingyao was no longer by his side.

There were meows in the living room, and when Ping Sheng packed up and opened the door to go out, the kitten was trying to squeeze into the crack of the door.When the door opened, Pingsheng almost stepped on the kitten.

Bending down to pick up the cat, Ping Sheng found that the kitten's fur was clean, smooth and shiny, and the scent of orange foam was like just taking a bath.The orange lines are one deep and one shallow, the fur on the belly and paws is white, the pads are pink and tender, and they are extremely delicate.

Wen Yingyao heard a voice coming out of the kitchen, "Are you awake?" He had just come back from the outside, and he was dressed more casually.

The rainy season is over, and Ning City officially enters summer.

The place where Wen Yingyao lives is a summer resort in Ning City, but if he just goes to the city like this, he will still break out in a sweat.

Ping Sheng nodded, just woke up, his hair still curled up, "Did you give it a bath?"

The cat's neck was so soft that Ping Sheng couldn't put it down. While licking its paws, the kitten squinted its eyes to enjoy it, raised its chin, and looked at Wen Yingyao with a dignified disdain.

Wen Yingyao felt that why should he bother with a cat.

What's more, the one holding the cat was his own.

"I stopped by the pet store while buying breakfast."

Ping Sheng raised his head and found Wen Yingyao standing in front of him at some point.The smell of sunlight evaporating on Wen Yingyao's body was so strong that Ping Sheng could feel the heat of sweat on his forehead.Turning the head, the sun is shining outside the window, and the large green area has the meaning of noise and impetuosity.

After getting up early, his sensory nerves were sluggish, but now, Pingsheng felt a little hot.

"What time is it..." Ping Sheng lowered his head and grabbed the cat's ears, the kitten looked up at him with big eyes.

"You look up?" Wen Yingyao teased him, "You can see it when you look up, little slob."

Ping Sheng looked up, but before he could react, his eyes were covered, and the heat from his lips burned his palms in an instant.One of them was unsteady in his hand, and the cat didn't even hug it. The kitten meowed softly, and quickly ran to the ground, bending its body and sticking to and fro between the two of them, looking up and not understanding.

Wen Yingyao was very proud.

A very sober kiss.

Without the clutter of adding a little alcohol.

The taste of the toothpaste is clean and refreshing, and the licking between the lips and teeth becomes pure obsession.

There was darkness in front of Ping Sheng's eyes, and the sensation on his lips was extremely sensitive. He couldn't put his hands down, and after a few times of helplessness, he grabbed Wen Yingyao's clothes.

Wen Yingyao's kisses were shallow at first, and the kisses were shallow.Later, he couldn't hold it back anymore, his breath became heavier, and he pushed Pingsheng back, until there was a cat's meowing.

Wen Yingyao stepped on the cat's tail.

Ping Sheng pulled away the hand covering his eyes, and looked down in panic.

Wen Yingyao was about to die of anger.

Pingsheng's eyes were a little wet, and he knelt down to comfort the kitten, "You stepped on it..."

Wen Yingyao snorted coldly.

Ping Sheng blushed, touched the kitten's head to comfort him, and changed the subject, "It looks like this, so beautiful!"

"This is an orange cat." Wen Yingyao was neither hot nor cold.

Ping Sheng raised his head ignorantly, not quite understanding.

Wen Yingyao was caught in the eye, after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, pulled him up, "come over for breakfast".

Ping Sheng hadn't recovered yet, and said casually, "What does the kitten eat?"

Wen Yingyao looked at what you said, stepped forward and took the cat away mercilessly.The kitten was restless, in Wen Yingyao's hands, flapping its four claws, meowing wildly.

Ping Sheng stood where he was, a little cramped, there was still steaming soy milk on the dining table, after thinking about it, he turned around and ate breakfast.

"I regret that I promised you to keep a cat."

Ping Sheng didn't respond, pretending to be nonchalant, drank soy milk quickly.

Wen Yingyao still wanted to say a few more words to stimulate him, but seeing Ping Sheng's eyes glance at him, his heart softened again.

Like a small beast with its full armor put away, it is undefended and very dependent.

"What do you want to eat at noon?" Wen Yingyao pointed to the small sweet peppers that were put aside, "I saw you guys bought them in the supermarket last time, do you like them?"

Ping Sheng looked at the colorful little bell peppers for a while, struggled for a second, and said, "I like it."

When Xu Boshu called, the kitten was grabbing the small dried fish in Pingsheng's hand. Its paws were very agile, its pupils were blue, unblinking, and very focused.

"Where have you been? We're going to Ninghu Bar Street in the afternoon, are you going? Just ask your aunt for a discount or something..."

Ping Sheng looked back at Wen Yingyao in the kitchen, thought for a while and said, "Go, what time is this afternoon?"

"After three o'clock? Are you waiting for us at the bar street, or come to Yao Xingxing to meet us first?"

There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone, and Tong Yunshan's voice came over, "Where did Pingsheng go?"

"It's a shame he didn't come last night!" Yang Zhuo laughed.

Ping Sheng laughed, "What's wrong?"

"Hey! You don't know, Wu Hong vomited all over Yao Xingxing! Yao Xingxing is going crazy!"

Ping Sheng was dumbfounded, "I made him vomit last night...is he alright?"

"It's all right. It's just that I was beaten a little..." Xu Boshu smiled, "Then it's three o'clock!"

"Well, three o'clock."

"By the way", Xu Boshu walked out of the room with his mobile phone. The surrounding area became much quieter. There was the sound of the elevator door opening and closing.

After the dried fish was finished, the kitten raised its head and barked softly. Ping Sheng pressed the kitten's head, then looked back at Wen Yingyao, and said in a low voice, "Red hair?"

The kitten felt a little uncomfortable and rubbed in Pingsheng's hands.

"Well. Did you say there will be nothing wrong?" Xu Boshu was worried, his matter had been resolved, but who knew what those people were thinking.

Besides, he was involved with Pingsheng.

Ping Sheng's eyes were fixed, his expression remained the same, but the words he said were cold: "It's okay."

Because of Wen Yingyao's appearance last time, they didn't come to look for him again. What does it mean now?

However, Ping Sheng gently stroked the little cat's head, and he just wanted to accompany him.

Just don't let Wen Yingyao know.

Xu Boshu's phone was hung up here just now, and the phone rang again from somewhere.

Wen Yingyao came out with his mobile phone, his hands were still wet, Ping Sheng saw it and got him a tissue, "Well, Mr. Li..."

It should be a call from the school.

"I'll look for it here... OK. Then bring it to the meeting tomorrow."

The study room seemed to have not been opened for a long time. When the door was opened, Ping Sheng clearly felt a musty smell.During the whole rainy season, this room should not pass through the wind...

I don't know if it was an illusion, but from the moment he stepped into this room, Wen Yingyao was not very at ease, his expression became much lighter, and he was a little strange to Pingsheng.

Wen Yingyao walked towards the bookshelf with a somewhat restrained voice, as if he was trying to avoid something from happening, but also seemed to be forcing himself to ignore something. "I'm looking for a document. I just sent it when I went to your school to substitute for a class. Now that the semester is over, I need..."

Ping Sheng nodded and walked to the desk.

There was a thick layer of ash in the ashtray.

It has never been cleaned up.

Something in the bottom of my heart began to prove itself.

"I took it out and poured it."

Wen Yingyao approached and grabbed the ashtray.Ping Sheng found that his knuckles were so stiff that they turned white.

The soot fell a little.

Wen Yingyao didn't look like he was going to pour out the ashes, but he seemed to have found an excuse to go out to catch his breath.

The lines of soot were very clear, Ping Sheng stretched out his hand and wiped it slowly.A few gray stains on the drawer handles stained the fingertips, dry and hard.With a light twist of the thumb, everything became fragile again.

Like a memory that will eventually be exposed.

The dust has been sealed for too long, the sun is burning, and it will break when touched.

When Pingsheng opened the drawer and saw the lighter, he was not surprised at all, but just stared at it for a long time.

After a while, raise your hand and close it.

The soot was wiped off and he put it in the palm of his hand.

Turning around, Wen Yingyao stood at the door and looked at him without saying a word.

☆、Professionalism

Before meeting Wen Yingyao, Ping Sheng hardly cared about anything.

Giving up the college entrance examination, having a duel with Hongmao at Paijiekou, going to the prison with a knife in his pocket to find that person... Many times, Ping Sheng didn't care much about the result.

His life was already full of blood more than three years ago.

The mother was pushed off the stage and fell to her death, and the so-called father was the murderer.

Hatred never blinded him.

Hate became him.

Before Wen Yingyao appeared, May [-]th was the signal to end everything.

The light in the study was a bit dim, Ping Sheng watched Wen Yingyao standing stiffly at the door, the calm turmoil when he saw the lighter a moment ago suddenly turned into soft ripples in his heart.

Ping Sheng smiled slightly, the smile was flawless and warm, and he tilted his head under Wen Yingyao's slightly astonished gaze and said: "The room is too stuffy, it should be ventilated."

Wen Yingyao was stunned, not knowing what to say.Looking at Pingsheng with complicated and hesitant eyes, he took a step forward.

Ping Sheng, who was originally facing Wen Yingyao, turned around and walked towards the curtains, pulling them all aside. In an instant, the scorching sunlight filled the entire study.

Not a single corner was left behind.

He never knew that he would meet Wen Yingyao that night in April, and those things that he was indifferent to, those futures that seemed lifeless to him, would become more and more vivid and exciting after that.

——No matter "which" Wen Yingyao is.

The one who is a bit nasty will fight for him while provoking him, stop him, say "come back with me", laugh at him mercilessly, and comfort him awkwardly.

As for the one in front of him, Ping Sheng didn't even think about it, it was naturally good from beginning to end.

the best.

but--

What about Wen Yingyao himself?

Which self does he want?

Ping Sheng looked down at the clear water at the foot of the mountain, meandering, shining faintly in the sunlight.

What he wants, what he wants.

Meeting Wen Yingyao was already a wish.

Don't be too greedy.Pingsheng thought.

"Little Sheng."

"Huh?" Ping Sheng turned his head and smiled, "This study has a good view, and you can see a small piece of Ning Lake from here..."

Wen Yingyao approached and hugged him into his arms.

"You met him, right..." Wen Yingyao's voice was very calm, "The lighter belongs to him, no." There was a sudden pause, and after that, he paused word by word, "It belonged to a colleague of mine. He..."

Wen Yingyao closed his eyes.

Too many memories piled up, and those emotions that he controlled so well were on the verge of collapsing in an instant.

After a while, Wen Yingyao lowered his head and leaned on Pingsheng's shoulder, "I'm sorry, I'm not in a good state now—"

"I know." Ping Sheng turned his head, thought carefully, and said, "Although I didn't see what you went through with my own eyes, I can understand."

Wen Yingyao looked up at Ping Sheng, as if he wanted to understand the meaning behind Ping Sheng's words, but Ping Sheng said it directly.

"For me, no matter what is good."

"how about you?"

"Are you happy? I mean..." Ping Sheng turned around without looking away for a moment, "Are you, now, happy?"

Time is extremely long at this moment.

It's like waiting for an answer that doesn't exist at all, leaving only endless waiting.

But Ping Sheng was very stubborn, Wen Yingyao frowned.

At a certain moment, he suddenly had the idea of ​​giving up on himself in this stubbornness, but in the next second, Wen Yingyao sighed, completely compromised and said, "Give me some time."

"Okay." Pingsheng hugged back.

There was a thunderstorm in the afternoon.

The raindrops hit the glass, crackling and noisy.

The windshield wipers on the front of the car didn't stop, and Pingsheng was still a little sleepy, so he leaned back in his chair and stared at Wen Yingyao for a long time.

Wen Yingyao couldn't stand it, "Xiao Sheng".

"Ah..." Ping Sheng looked straight ahead, and the answer was also weak.

Wen Yingyao stared ahead, smiled lowly, "Forget it".

But Ping Sheng came to his senses all of a sudden, sat up straight in embarrassment, and blushed again.

Wen Yingyao turned the steering wheel with a smile, and glanced at him, "What were you thinking just now?"

Wen Yingyao must not be worried about the red hair. Ping Sheng was thinking about how to get Wen Yingyao to put him down at the intersection later...

Ping Sheng bowed his head and quickly sent a text message to Xu Boshu.

"I want to know what the cat's name is..."

"What do you want to be called?"

Ping Sheng didn't think about it, and he was really not good at it, so he glanced at his phone absently, "It's fine to be called a kitten...it's very small."

Wen Yingyao's smile was even bigger, and he decided to express his approval first, nodded heavily, and objectively commented: "I think so too."

Ping Sheng was not stupid, he saw Wen Yingyao's teasing, "It's fine if you can't get it yourself".

Just as he was talking, through the dense rain curtain, Pingsheng saw Xu Boshu who was waiting for someone with an umbrella at the intersection.

Wen Yingyao took an umbrella for him from the back seat, "Don't be too late, I'll go to school first, and I'll find you later."

Ping Sheng hummed, took the umbrella and was about to open the door to get out of the car, but was stopped by Wen Yingyao.

A trace of doubt flashed in Wen Yingyao's eyes.

"what happened?"

Ping Sheng's face was full of bewilderment, Wen Yingyao looked at it for a while, and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, "It's nothing, I don't want to drink too much."

With a serious tone, it was Mr. Wen who was right.

Ping Sheng thought to himself, I don't know who it is, but happily led him to the bar...

The wine has been transferred out.

Ping Sheng nodded obediently.

Xu Boshu looked a little panicked, "I saw them again when I left the hotel. It seems that they really came to look for you... When I walked over, the red hair ignored me—"

Ping Sheng watched Wen Yingyao's car slowly leave in sight, and frowned, "What are you doing walking over there?"

"I just wanted to ask..."

When the rain became lighter, Ping Sheng simply put away the umbrella, and was about to roll it up at once. Thinking that it was Wen Yingyao's umbrella, he let it go again, and rolled it up piece by piece.

Xu Boshu looked at Pingsheng packing up the umbrella with a puzzled expression on his face, "Pingsheng, what are you going to do now?"

Ping Sheng shrugged his shoulders, the rain fell in front of his eyes, he wiped it off, and walked towards the hotel.

"You go to the bar street first, I'll go and have a few words with them. It's a quick fix. You can't let them go to the bar street. If my aunt finds out...don't worry about it." Now, don’t tell anyone when you get there, keep your mouth tight. Especially when you see my aunt.”

Xu Boshu was in a hurry, and grabbed Pingsheng, "You——"

"It's okay." Ping Sheng didn't seem to take it seriously at all, "At most, it's just a beating, and it's not certain who wins and who loses."

"Are you so sure?! A meal? So cheap?"

Xu Boshu couldn't believe it.

"Otherwise they will wait for me after the college entrance examination?"

"..."

Hongmao's professionalism shocked Xu Boshu, and he was speechless.

"Then, what if... what if it's not what you think?" Xu Boshu struggled with the one-thousandth probability.

Ping Sheng lowered his head, his hair was a little wet, but his expression didn't change, and he was even a little relieved.

"Then I'll talk to them about it. After all, I still have to go to college."

☆, forever

It takes more than ten minutes to walk to Yao Xingxing's hotel, but it is very close to Ninghu Bar Street, less than 5 minutes away.Ping Sheng watched Wen Yingyao's car completely disappear from sight, and then he and Xu Boshu left in opposite directions.

A rainstorm in the afternoon stopped completely.

There is serious water accumulation on the road, and if you don't pay attention, you will step in and splash your legs.

Pingsheng put one hand in his pocket, walked slowly, found some plastic candy wrappers in his pocket, took them out, and couldn't help laughing.

It was the candy Wen Yingyao gave him.

There are also several flavors. Pingsheng is used to the milk flavor, but he didn't know there were orange, grape, and yellow peach flavors.

The oranges are delicious, the sweetness of the juice wraps the tip of the tongue, and the fragrance of oranges can be smelled from the tip of the nose.

When he saw the red hair standing alone looking around not far away, Ping Sheng was still thinking about it.

Hongmao didn't notice Pingsheng at all.

Yao Xingxing's hotel is one of the most upscale hotels in Ning City just past the big intersection in front of him.A row of colorful green plants surrounds the central sculptural fountain, which is luxuriously designed.Because of the rain, the fountain was dripping with rain, and after a while, several cars drove out from behind.

The red hair leaned against the circle of green plants, staring at the left side not far from Pingsheng across the road.

It is a cheap and common guest house.

There is no official storefront at all, the three red letters of "guest house" have faded a lot, the old-fashioned air conditioner is rumbling, and the rainwater is dirty, seeping into the wall along the casing, dilapidated and mottled.Because of the terrain, the water intake cover under the steps was rushing into the water, and there was a faint smell of groundwater, which made people uncomfortable.

The green light is on.

Pingsheng has not passed.

The development of the matter exceeded expectations. If Hongmao hadn't been waiting for him in the first place, then would he still use it...

Before Pingsheng could figure this out, Hongmao saw Pingsheng who was standing still.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Hongmao squinted his eyes and looked Pingsheng up and down. After a while, he raised his hand and grabbed the messy Hongmao. With a delicate expression, he walked slowly towards Pingsheng.

"Aren't you guys going to Bar Street?" Hongmao glanced at Pingsheng with dark circles under his eyes, "Graduate?"

Ping Sheng found that even though he was talking to him, Hong Mao's eyes still did not leave the narrow door of "Welcome" in the guest house.

The red-haired snorted softly, "I haven't settled with you yet, hero. Why, the hero you invited last time didn't accompany you?"

"I don't want to destroy the flowers of the motherland. Our Xiao Huang wants to destroy your hand before your college entrance examination..."

Pingsheng remained motionless, his hands in his pockets clenched slightly.

The red hair watched Pingsheng carefully with squinting eyes, and smiled without smiling, then suddenly turned his head and leaned in front of Pingsheng, his eyes were cloudy: "If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to catch a sinner and didn't care about his aftermath, your hands... Tsk. "

Pingsheng didn't speak.

Although Hongmao looked ferocious, he obviously didn't intend to attack further.

Feeling that Hongmao didn't intend to trouble him for the time being, Ping Sheng loosened his hand and gently squeezed the candy in his pocket.

Ping Sheng felt that he was becoming more and more "cowardly".

But this kind of "timidity" he himself does not reject.

"Did you catch it?" Ping Sheng thought for a while, and decided to say a few words before leaving.

Red-haired nonsense.

Ping Sheng didn't care, he finished the candy in his mouth, took out one casually, peeled it off in front of Hongmao and continued to eat.

Hongmao's expression was a bit strange, after a while, he pointed to a small shop next to the guest house, and said, "Go and buy me some drinks and bread."

A car swished by, and the splashed water fell directly on the two of them. Ping Sheng reacted quickly, and water covered the red-haired half of his body.

"Hold……"

Pingsheng remained expressionless and did not move, "Where's your big yellow and little yellow?"

While dusting off the water, Hongmao said viciously: "Going out to collect debts."

"Is it interesting to rob students' money every day?"

Hongmao stared at Pingsheng in warning, Pingsheng chewed the candy a few times, ignored Hongmao, turned around and walked towards Bar Street, preparing to meet Xu Boshu and the others.

Just don't know how much they drank.

But Auntie will definitely not let them drink more...

"Fuck, come back to me, I'm starving to death."

Ping Sheng didn't bother to talk to him, Wen Yingyao said he came to see him after work, did he come to Bar Street to find him...

I knew it earlier.

The green light came on again, three cars and a large truck were parked diagonally opposite, waiting for the red light.

Hongmao cursed in a low voice and asked Pingsheng to wait, probably starving.

The sugar melted in the mouth, this time it tasted like grapes, it was too sweet.I really don't know what expression Wen Yingyao had when he bought these.

Ping Sheng lowered his head and smiled.

The road is empty, there are few pedestrians, the sky after the rain is as clear as the sea, the clouds are light, and there is obviously no wind. When you look up, you can always see the clouds floating slowly, gathering and dispersing.

Halfway through the walk, Ping Sheng found that there was suddenly no sound behind him.

At the moment when the most regrettable thing in life happens, all the insignificant things can be clearly remembered.

For example, the green light on the diagonal small road is on, and several cars have passed by.

What color were the cars, how many windows were open, and what were the people in the windows doing.

A family of three suddenly walked out of the snack bar across the road.The little boy walked in the front reluctantly, and the man lost his temper and followed, grabbed the kid who was rushing forward, and reprimanded him loudly.The next woman looked embarrassed, turned around and said a few more words to the store.

Pingsheng subconsciously turned around.

Someone lifted the curtain of the guest house and walked out with a bent body.Old black clothes that didn't fit well, his face was yellow, and his brows were sullen. He stood at the door to identify the direction, and continued to move forward impatiently.

As soon as the corner of Hongmao's eyes caught sight of a figure, he immediately shook his body and leaned towards the road, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it up to his nose to smell it, and still stared at that person from the corner of his eye.

Something exploded in my brain, a scream, and the string of reason suddenly cracked.

Pingsheng's eyes were red.

There is something in the palm of my hand, which hurts.

Hard candy slid across the inside of the mouth, the smell of blood began to take over, and everything turned upside down.

The blood that had been silent for a long time began to burn wildly, and the hatred that was almost wiped out made him feel nothing for a moment.

It's that person.

That—the one who deserved to die a long time ago.

Ping Sheng stared at the man walking towards him with his head down.

The red hair followed the man unhurriedly a few meters away, stopping to take a puff of cigarette every few seconds, frowning and looking serious.

When the man walked past Ping Sheng, Ping Sheng stood motionless, without looking away for a moment.

Hongmao winked several times at Pingsheng suspiciously, looked ahead, walked up to Pingsheng and said in a low voice, "What are you doing, boy! This is in the middle of the road! The light will be red soon, don't stick around!"

Pingsheng took a deep breath, raised his foot and followed the man closely.

Stay close.

Hong Mao was dumbfounded.

"Hey—" Hongmao grabbed Pingsheng.

After five o'clock, it was the evening rush hour after get off work, and the number of vehicles parked behind the red light gradually increased.There was a lot of people's voices, and a nearby middle school just finished school, and there was a large crowd at the school gate, and the sound of car horns came and went, chaotic and disorderly.

Ping Sheng turned his head, looked at Hong Mao with indifferent eyes, "let go".

Hongmao was stunned, he had seen this look that night at Paijiekou.

"What's wrong with you boy?" Hong