black and white match

After staying at Wei Qiang's house for a few days, I finally couldn't stand my mother's life-threatening serial calls.

He rushed home with a bag of clothes.

Wei Qiang kicked his ass before leaving, and said: "Ya Fandong, you eat more noodles with fried sauce than we sell, hurry up and get out of here."

As soon as he got home, Fan Dong was dragged by his mother to try on clothes.

A lot of clothes.colorful.

"Mom, I'm not a doll. If you want to wear such a flower, don't buy it for me in the future. I will buy it myself."

"You are black, white and gray all day long. You can't find a girlfriend. Now girls like fashionable boys. Listen to my mother."

Fan Yu lay on the sofa and looked at his elder brother, and smiled: "Brother, you actually look good, but you are a little dark. If you can be more white, people will chase you from your school to Fenghuang Street."

Fan Dong picked up the apple on the coffee table and started to chew it.

"Xiao Yu, if your brother and I didn't spend every day training in the sports school, I wouldn't be so dark. Besides, I'm wheat-colored, a healthy color."

Fan Yu pouted and cut her lips.

It's boring at home.

He wanted to take Fan Yu out to eat, drink and have fun, but he said it was too cold and didn't want to go out!

At night, Fan Dong lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

He took out his phone and logged on to WeChat.

Fan Dong usually doesn't read WeChat, and the family group chat can be added ninety-nine times a day, which is very annoying.

After looking through it, unexpectedly...Xu Cheng sent him a message?

After clicking on it, Fan Dong almost dropped the phone.

It's all photos.

It is estimated that there are more than 40 pieces.

A paragraph was sent later.

You Fan Dong, I don't care about you!Look, how white he is, I was really blind and confessed to you at that time, you big black cow!

What the fuck?

Fan Dong was so angry that he could only roll on the bed.

After rolling around twice, Fan Dong clicked through the photos one by one from the beginning.

Landscape photos.

The scenery is beautiful, and the people... are also beautiful.

Fan Dong said to himself: "Damn, this bitch looks quite photogenic."

I have to admit that Lu Xin is a model material.

Good face, good figure.

Even though he admitted this, Fan Dong was still furious.

One of the photos was really well taken.

In the white mist, Lu Xin was holding a book in his hand, wearing a loose sweater, nestled on a bamboo chair, and his eyes were looking at the camera.

Fan Dong remembered, wasn't it that day at the Huxin Pavilion!

Hold.

Looking at the photo, Fan Dong gritted his teeth and said, "What are you looking at, I'm going to beat you all over the floor to find your teeth."

He quickly grabbed a coat and went out.

Destination, an Internet cafe on Fenghuang Street.

Fan Dong didn't know Lu Xin's working hours. Today passed, and he wasn't there.

I asked the person on duty that day, and he said that he would come to work tomorrow night.

Fan Dong returned without success and stayed at home for two days.

On the third day, we left at [-] o'clock in the morning.

He wants to block Lu Xin from get off work.

At [-]:[-], Fan Dong was waiting at the entrance of the alley next to the Internet cafe. Just as he checked his phone, a tall figure walked by in front of him.

"Lu Xin, stop."

When Lu Xin heard the voice, she was very familiar with it. As soon as she turned her head, she was punched in the face.

He took a few steps back in pain.

"Sneak attack?"

"I am sneak attacking, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Xin touched the bridge of her nose, it was really sore.

"Is something wrong with me?"

Lu Xin took another step back, keeping a safe distance.

After working all night, I was sleepy, lacking energy, and didn't want to have any communication with this person.

"I want to punch you."

"now?"

Lu Xin doesn't like fighting.But had to learn to fight.

When he was a child, because he looked different, many children would beat him, so he started to protect himself.

Then I met Bao Li.Taught him the basics of Taekwondo.

Although Lu Xin looks a little weak, but in fact the level of fighting is still very high.

However, now Lu Xin knows that she is not strong enough to fight.

"Nonsense, otherwise why did I come to block you so early?"

"Sorry, I don't want to fight."

"Did I say I want to fight you? I said I want to beat you!"

Lu Xin had a headache. The atmosphere of the Internet cafe and the music played in the lobby made him dizzy.

"Then beat me up."

Lu Xin just stood there.Just wait for him to beat you.

Fan Dong stepped forward and punched him on the shoulder, knocking him down.

People don't fight back.

"Fuck. It's so boring." Fan Dong kicked Lu Xin.

"If you want to fight, you can make an appointment. I'm sleepy today. I don't want to move."

Lu Xin stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his clothes.

Seeing that he was listless, Fan Dong lost interest himself.

"Okay, let's talk about the time."

"I'll rest the day after tomorrow. Just the small warehouse last time. Three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Row."

"I go first."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Fan Dong quickly grabbed Lu Xin's sweater's hat.

"Aren't you trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain?"

"I'm not that boring."

"What if you didn't go that day?"

"Impossible. Because I have wanted to beat you for a long time too."

Hold.

Fan Dong kicked a stone on the side of the road.

It's really hard to imagine that such a man with facial paralysis can take such artistic photos.

It was the first time Fan Dong talked to Lu Xin so calmly.

It was the first time that Lu Xin was quite tall.

Fight with what he has.Probably three centimeters shorter than him.

Fan Dong [-].

Ah, this guy is actually [-].

Fan Dong waited anxiously for two days.He has not slack off in the past two days.

Went to the gym to work out.

When hitting the sandbags, think of the sandbags as that Lu Xin, hit with a strong force, and hit with accuracy.

On the day of the appointment, Fan Dong left after eating.

The mood is called a can't wait.

After waiting for two hours, Fan Dong finally got Lu Xin.

Lu Xin came by bicycle.

Fan Dong wanted to laugh when he saw him walking slowly with his bicycle locked and serious.

Lu Xin walked over and looked at his watch: "[-]:[-], it's early enough."

Fan Dong compared his fist to him: "I can wait, but I can't wait with this fist."

"Start early and end early, let's start."

Lu Xin didn't bring anything, so she clenched her fist and approached Fan Dong.

"Yo, that's what you said."

As soon as Fan Dong finished speaking with a playful smile, he punched him. Fortunately, he had good eyesight and blocked it.

Fan Dong became serious in a second.

Fan Dong has great strength, and every punch is very solid, but Lu Xin is different, the strength is not strong, and the victory is in cleverness.

Fan Dong was punched a few times, and he felt like he was hit by cotton.

Lu Xin is very tired these days, taking care of grandma and Lu Ming at the same time.

After a few strokes, I lost my strength.

He knew what was going to happen today.

Basically he loses.

After all, people in other sports schools train every day, and their bodies are as hard as iron plates.

But he is different, those who learn to dance must be soft.

Can't eat too much, can't build too much muscle.

Lu Xin had already held on for 5 minutes in an unfair duel.

Fan Dong hit Lu Xin with a left uppercut right in the stomach.

Lu Xin fell to the ground in pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fan Dong grabbed the man's clothes and started beating him, hitting his chest and stomach.

It took more than a dozen iron fists for Fan Dong to stop.

Lu Xin's stomach was full of pain.

I was dizzy, coughed twice, and closed my eyes.

Fan Dong almost died of fright.

"Fuck. It's so indiscriminate!"

Spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and just... fainted?

Fan Dong got anxious and patted Lu Xin's face twice.

no response.

It feels...very soft.

Fan Dong was afraid that he would beat him to death just like that.

Quickly make a phone call.

10 minutes later, the ambulance came.

Because Fan Dong is a 'witness', the team's doctor asked him to go with him.

In the ambulance, Fan Dong watched as the doctor checked his eyes and took his temperature.

When they arrived at the hospital, Fan Dong didn't go in with him, but went to the nurse's desk and paid part of the first aid fee.

Then Fan Dong went home.

I couldn't fall asleep, tossed and turned, my mind was full of... the scene of Lu Xin lying on the ground.

Didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning.

When I fell asleep, I suddenly opened my eyes.

Hold.

Fan Dong never dreamed, but had a nightmare!

He dreamed that Lu Xin... died.

Fan Dong was scared.

Hurry up and call Wei Qiang.

It took Wei Qiang a long time to pick up.

"Fuck. In the middle of the night, are you fucking sick?"

"Qiangzi, I... seem to have killed someone."

He yawned before he said, "Did you kill him in your dream?"

"Qiangzi, I beat Lu Xin to the hospital this afternoon."

The other end of the phone paused before saying, "... Dongzi, are you sure you're not dreaming?"

"Qiangzi. He vomited blood. Passed out. I called an ambulance. I took him to the hospital and I left."

"Fuck." Wei Qiang stood up.

"What should I do?"

"How are people?"

"I...I don't know!"

"You're fucking capable of beating someone up, but you're not capable of judging whether he's alive or dead!"

"If he dies, am I going to jail?"

"You fucking love to think about it. How can you die if you just vomit blood. Don't worry. Go to bed quickly, don't think about it. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

The next day, Fan Dong took a taxi to the hospital early in the morning.

But just walking in the small garden in front of the hospital without a clue.

He... dare not go in.

Fan Dong thought for a while, and found a reason for himself to let go.

There are always winners and losers in fights. In a fucking boxing match, some fighters were disabled and survived. He just punched Lu Xin a few times.

I kept so much money for myself.

Fan Dong doesn't owe him anything!

Without even thinking about it, Fan Dong planned to go home.

It really tossed him all night, and he is still sleepy now.

Just as he was about to leave, he was hit by someone.

"Brother, do you know where the emergency room is?"

Fan Dong looked down and saw that it was a chubby little boy!

Fan Dong pointed to the building on the left: "It's over there."

Lu Ming held the thermos bucket and bowed to Fan Dong: "Thank you brother, goodbye brother."

When the little boy walked past him, Lu Ming unconsciously touched the boy's head.

Damn, the hair is so soft.Still brown.

After returning home, Fan Dong lay on the bed watching TV like an old man.

Wei Qiang's phone call came.

"Hey?"

"Damn, it sounds like you're not afraid anymore?"

"I'm afraid of being hanged. I guess the person is not dead. He is lying in the hospital."

"Aren't you sorry?"

"What's the bad thing? Anyway, this fight is not my unilateral. If there is responsibility, he has to bear it."

"How... how did you fight? Did you find him?"

"Well. I made an appointment at a time and place."

"Fuck. You don't call me when you fight!"

"One-on-one. I just see that he is not going well."

"If it's okay, I won't go to your place. You have a good rest, I'm going to help my parents."

"Go, go, help me eat more fried noodles."

"roll."

That being said.

But at night, Fan Dong started having nightmares again.

This time it wasn't Lu Xin who died.

It was Lu Xin who turned into a ghost and came to take his life.

Hold.Fan Dong was so frightened that he trembled.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Fan Dong went for a 'drive' in the small garden in front of the hospital again.

Fan Dong didn't go in.

Damn, if the whole family is here, he will be caught in the trap if he goes!

After staying there for half an hour, Fan Dong was ready to go home.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a commotion at the entrance of the hospital.

When Fan Dong walked over, he saw a child lying on the ground, the thermos bucket next to it was cracked, and the porridge inside spilled out.

Fan Dong has an impression.

The little brown-haired boy from yesterday.

Surrounded by people watching the theater, no one stepped forward to help, Fan Dong walked over: "Damn, what are you looking at, and you don't want to help, so hurry up and leave."

While speaking, he hugged the little boy.

"Hey, why are you crying? It's unlucky to cry at the gate of the hospital early in the morning."

Fan Dong said so, and already stretched out his hand to wipe his tears.

"Thank you...brother. Hey...you are the brother from yesterday!"

Unexpectedly, the little boy had a pretty good memory, so he stroked his soft brown hair again.

"Little... Bai, why are you so stupid, yesterday you didn't know your way, and today you fell down again."

Lu Ming sniffed his nose, and asked incomprehensibly, "Brother, is Xiaobai talking about me?"

"Otherwise? You are so white and so small."

Lu Ming glanced at the porridge on the ground and began to cry again: "Brother, my porridge...my porridge is gone!"

"Isn't it just porridge. Look at you crying like a ghost."

"But I still have to deliver food to my brother."

Fan Dong hasn't come across anything new for a long time, and has been annoyed enough by Lu Xin's affairs these days.

Going to help this... Xiaobai.

"Xiaobai, what about your family?"

"My brother is in the hospital."

"Are you here alone?"

"Yeah. After cooking the porridge, I'll take the bus and come here."

Damn, what kind of parents let such a young child come over to deliver...porridge?

"Xiaobai, you are so brave." As he spoke, he stroked his hair again.

Fan Dong felt that touching the hair was addictive, just like touching the hair of small animals.

Soft and comfortable like cotton.

"My brother also said I was brave."

"Then don't cry. Brother will take you to buy porridge."

"But what about this thermos bucket." Lu Ming pointed to the bucket on the ground.

"My brother will take you to buy another one."

Fan Dong took his little white hand out of the hospital.

He had never been here before, and he couldn't find a porridge seller after searching for a long time.

"Xiaobai, why don't you make a big bowl of noodles for your brother."

"No! The doctor said yesterday that my brother can only drink porridge or liquid food!"

"Okay, okay, brother will take you to buy porridge."

After walking for a long time, I finally saw a porridge shop.

Lu Ming was unhappy again with a plastic box of porridge.

"My brother must know that he bought it when he saw this."

"So what? He can still eat white porridge from home or from outside?"

Lu Ming bowed his head without speaking.

"Hey, Xiaobai, what's the matter again. Why are the tears coming out again. Don't you know that a man can't shed tears?"

"But..." Lu Ming said while wiping away tears: "But my brother will scold me if he finds out, and there is only one thermos at home... woo woo"

"Let's go, my brother will buy you an insulated bucket."

I found a small department store, but I couldn't find the same thermos.

I can only make do with it and buy it.

He also asked the store to scald it with hot water before Fan Dong poured the porridge in.

Then he took Lu Ming's hand all the way to the hospital.

When we reached the entrance of the hospital, we handed over the thermos: "Xiaobai, take it well. Send it to your brother."

"Brother, I didn't bring any money with me when I came out, so I have no money to pay you back." Lu Ming looked up at Fan Dong with a straight face.

Fan Dong had never seen such a cute baby, pinched his face, and smiled: "You don't need to pay back the money, my brother is willing to buy it for Xiaobai. That's all, you can quickly send your brother something to eat."

When Fan Dong was about to leave, he was held back.

"Brother, please give me your mobile phone number. I will call you when I have money."

Seeing how stubborn he was, Fan Dong reported the phone to him.

While he was reporting, the kid was saving.

Fan Dong smiled, this little brat actually uses an old phone.

LOL.

"Brother, I've saved it, wait for me to pay you back." He said and began to break his little finger: "... three yuan for porridge... 40 yuan for the thermos... a total of 43 yuan!"

"Oh, Xiaobai is awesome, the calculations are all right. Brother is leaving, I'll wait for your call."

"...Goodbye, big black brother."

Fan Dong had dark lines on his face.

Brother Big Black?

Fan Dong was speechless.Is he really that dark?Why does everyone feel that way?

Fan Dong stopped the car and drove a certain distance, but the kid in the rearview mirror was still waving at him.

What an interesting little kid, Fan Dong thought.

Lu Ming carefully climbed the stairs with the thermos bucket in hand.

Pushing away from the ward, he ran to his brother's bed.

"Brother, I'll pull!"

Lu Xin woke up early.

He didn't like the smell of the hospital, and he couldn't sleep after smelling it.

"Why is it so late today? Why did the thermos change color?"

Lu Xin looked at the hesitant little man, and knew that something should have happened.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

Lu Ming said carefully: "When I came here this morning, an uncle hit me like crazy, and then the thermos bucket fell. The porridge also spilled."

Lu Xin pointed to the big red thermos bucket on the bedside table: "Then how did this come about?"

"A... kind brother Dahei took me to buy it, and even took me to buy porridge."

Lu Xin frowned.

"Who is big black brother?"

"I don't know him. I met him at the entrance of the hospital yesterday. He also told me where the emergency room is."

Lu Ming is only in the third grade.

Although he is small, he has been trained by Xiaoluxin, how to travel by himself.

I also taught him not to talk to strangers, not to take things from strangers.

"Didn't I say not to associate with strangers? What if they are bad people?"

"Brother Dahei is not a bad person."

"How do you know? What if you ask people to specialize in abducting and selling children? If you are sold, you will pay them back!"

"No! Brother Dahei is a good person at first glance!"

Lu Xin's stomach is still aching, and she really doesn't want to entangle Lu Ming with the question of 'Is Dahei a good guy or a bad guy'.

"Brother, get up and drink porridge."

"Come and help me."