Li Qimu stood still under the street lamp, and didn't bother to pay attention to the eyes that came and went to watch him.

He didn't know that Langya was online when he sent the message. He missed the appointment before, and coming to fulfill the agreement belatedly will inevitably feel like a stalker. He himself feels embarrassed and embarrassing, so naturally he can't come late; He was also afraid that if Langya came and couldn't find him, he stood in the brightest place in the dark night.

He managed to stay calm, but actually he was very nervous. He clenched his crutches tightly, stood upright and motionless like a military posture, and turned his head to look around.

Nervousness and anticipation made the time seem extremely long. After looking for a long while, he didn't find Xinniannian's figure, and felt a little lost.

——That guy has a bad temper, he found out what I wanted yesterday, and he did it to me because he didn't turn against him face-to-face; now it's very possible that he really won't be angry with me.If he doesn't come, he's just playing tricks on me; if he comes, what will he say to me?He speaks and acts unscrupulously, he will probably sneer, point his nose and scold me, and then punch me a few times and say that he can only be a buddy in the future, otherwise he will fall down...

Li Qimu looked at the brightly lit street in a state of anxiety, glanced at his crutches and right leg while thinking wildly, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little disturbed and embarrassed.While it is true that his right leg is improving, he is indeed crippled now.

……

Meng Dazhi went out without calling a car, put his hands in his pockets, and limped forward.

He has a long stride, and Old Park is not too far away.After walking for more than ten minutes, he slowed down as he approached the gate of the old park.When I get closer to the darkness under the shadow of the trees on the side of the road, I can clearly see the situation in front of the old park: the bookstore is not closed yet, and there are customers coming and going in the small supermarket, and the young couples who are talking about love add a few strands to the night Laughing language.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he raised his eyes to look for Li Qimu, who had a "rough face, five big and three rough, like a little old man", thinking: I have not had a good drink in years with that kid at the bar tonight.

Although there were quite a few people outside the old park, his eyes were sharp, and when he glanced over, his pupils shrank——

The heat of early summer caused moths to scurry under the street lamps. Under the street lamps and moths, the young man leaned on a cane and stood tall and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, handsome and straight, white shirt, green trousers and white shoes. The street lights added to his tranquility.

The young man was calm and generous, silent. It took him a long time to turn his head to look around, and then turned back slightly disappointed and continued to wait.

A passing woman peeked at him, who was he waiting for?

——Yes, that kid?

Meng Dazhi was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt flustered for no reason.

He looked around in a blink of an eye, but he didn't find any other people on crutches, so he coughed silently, curled his lips, and muttered silently: "No wonder you keep arguing to see each other. You brat, you have to be a bird! No matter how handsome you are, brother I don't like you. Who told you that you are not a woman?"

If it's a good girl, with such a caring wife ready-made, I won't have to worry about it for the rest of my life...

A thought flashed across his mind, he folded his arms, twisted his neck, and walked out from behind the shadow of the tree in a loose manner, like a rascal with malicious intentions in the middle of the night, provoking the people who passed by him. Everyone made a slight detour in vigilance, and then looked back at him suspiciously.

He ignored the others and focused his eyes on Li Qimu.

Li Qimu seemed to be aware of him approaching, and turned his head slightly to look over.

Meng Dazhi is tall and strong, with a strong body supporting a slightly pale army green shirt, slightly darker army green trousers wrapping his strong and powerful legs, some old but strong special forces leather shoes make a slight sound when they step on the ground .He had a slight limp, which he never tried to hide.

When Li Qimu saw him, doubts floated in his eyes at first, and his gaze swept across his slashed, slightly stern face, and when he met his sharp, insightful, somewhat playful eyes, his heart jumped wildly—it was a wolf. Ya, it's Meng Dazhi!He is also a little disabled?

He couldn't help but feel less embarrassment because of his lame leg, his heart beat faster and faster, his face was a little hot, but his expression became calmer.

"Spike Fang?" He turned a blind eye to Meng Dazhi's lameness, smiled politely and peacefully, his eyes were as black as night stars, his voice was magnetic and deep in the night, like a wooden oar slowly moving spring and summer of the lake.

Listening to his familiar voice, Meng Dazhi overlapped him with Muqili in the game, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, and he came to him with his arms in his arms, and praised with disdain and sarcasm: "It's okay, Pastor Bichuan Pao Geng looks like a dog, and he is barely qualified to be a brother or a younger brother."

Li Qimu was sure now, no one was more underwhelmed than this guy.His smile widened, and he looked at Meng Dazhi with piercing black eyes: he is not as handsome as the game character, but he is cool and tough, with thick eyebrows and a straight nose, his height is similar to his in reality, and his figure is faintly shown under the thin military shirt Outline, strong and fierce, wide chest and thin waist, very sexy.

He looked carefully for a few times, his face was filled with blood, and he felt that his muscles were trembling a little. When he calmly met Meng Dazhi's eyes, there was a momentary unconcealable love in his focused eyes: "Meng Dazhi , I'm sorry, I thought you were angry with me, but I was impulsive at five o'clock in the afternoon, and after sending that message, I went offline and went to Peking University with my cousin..."

Meng Dazhi saw the burning affection in his eyes, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, his originally relaxed nerves were tense again, and his heart was also awkward, the joking warmth disappeared, and then he remembered the "majesty" he was determined to show when he went out. " expression, he said bluntly: "We are two brothers, why are you talking about these hypocritical things? I'm here to chat with you."

He pretended to be careless, and waved his hands casually, "Come with brother, go drink some wine."

Seeing his reaction, Li Qimu was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head, destroying the feelings of his first love just now, and quickly calmed down.

He immediately said to himself: The meeting is not for the purpose of flirting, otherwise he will be tired of rejecting him straight away, and will shoot himself in the foot instead, and haste makes waste; just let him know that I, Li Qimu, are not ambiguous in reality. Not four crooked characters, I like him from the bottom of my heart, I will continue to improve myself to match him, this will be good...

He remained expressionless: "Okay. Wait a minute, I'll tell my cousin. He was worried before, so he was waiting for me in the taxi."

Meng Dazhi sneered, said "um" without looking back, and slowed down to walk forward on his own.

Li Qimu walked quickly to the taxi with his cane, and said, "Cousin, my friend is here, you should go back first."

Huo Zhengqiang looked solemn, shook his head and said: "Qimu, are you sure he is a soldier? He is lame... It's not that my cousin looks down on him, it's just that his legs and feet are inconvenient. Even if he was a soldier, he probably has already retired. I thought Get out of the car and tell you to come back. This person is not appropriate, you can't go with him alone."

Li Qimu frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Cousin, I know him..."

Huo Zhengqiang waved his hand and said, "Listen to my cousin." He had no other thoughts, now that he is Li Qimu's elder, he brought Li Qimu out to ensure Li Qimu's safety.Judging from his years of handling cases, Meng Dazhi is definitely a reckless and extremely unreliable hooligan; while Li Qimu is a handsome, gentle, well-behaved young man, put Li Qimu and that dangerous person together, Isn't it sending sheep to the tiger's mouth?It's too unsafe.

Li Qimu had no choice but to go against his good intentions. He turned his head and saw that Meng Dazhi was about to go far away. He didn't have time to argue, so he said: "Then, cousin, you follow from behind in a car. I'll go there. Don't go with him." Somewhere out of the way, okay?"

Seeing his resolute demeanor and knowing his temperament, Huo Zhengqiang secretly sighed and said, "Okay, you can go. Cousin will follow behind."

"Thank you cousin." Li Qimu frowned, looked at the driver with a strange expression, turned around to catch up with Meng Dazhi, paused, and said, "My cousin will follow behind, he probably thinks you are an unstable member of society, afraid You murdered me for money." Like talking in a game, it was natural and straightforward.

Although Meng Dazhi pretended to be majestic and stern, he still smiled silently, glanced at him without looking behind him, and said indifferently: "He has a good eye, and he can see brother's unique and frightening light." Not at all. When it comes to inviting his cousin to get off the car to meet him, he does whatever he wants, and etiquette is "a bird" to him.

Li Qimu knew him well, so he smiled and didn't look at him carelessly. He looked up and said, "My cousin is a policeman, and he came to attend the school celebration." The right hand on crutches was sweating. Swinging, holding the crutches and continuing to follow, he said, "Have you eaten yet? I invite you."

Meng Dazhi nodded honestly, put his hands in his pockets, and strolled: "I didn't eat. Brother orders, you pay for it."

"Okay." Li Qimu glanced at him, still smiling indulgently, secretly clenched his fists to cheer himself up: the goal is determined, the task is ambitious, men must work hard, don't be discouraged, learn from the perseverance of my father chasing my mother, and work harder Son, get this guy as soon as possible!

After chanting this to myself, I really feel that my heart has broadened a lot, and it seems that my future has brightened a lot.

Li Qimu is a healthy 19-year-old boy. He has a strong desire after maturity. Recently, when he sleeps, he feels that there is space in his arms, and he always wants to hug something hard.He glanced at Meng Dazhi, and when he caught up with this guy in the future, he would be able to hug him to sleep every night.

Along the way, one of them was lame and the other was lame, and they were about the same height, and it seemed weird to walk side by side; but one of them was resolute, and the other was handsome. Under the bright street lights, they were very eye-catching among the endless stream of pedestrians Almost one hundred percent.

If it was in the game before, Meng Dazhi would laugh and banter with Li Qimu non-stop; even before walking out of the apartment, Meng Dazhi planned to "mightily" embrace Li Qimu's arm, who was "inevitably rough in appearance", to show his strength At the worst, he had to dispel Li Qimu's crooked thoughts with sneering words, and even find a place to fight and make an iron-blooded friendship.

But now, Meng Dazhi found that those words were stuck in his heart and he couldn't say anything, let alone fight.

He blamed this on Li Qimu being too "fragile".How not fragile?On crutches!And he looks more handsome than in the game. Even if the family is poor, he must have grown up held in the palm of his hand. What if he cries?

He was a little confused in his heart, glanced at Li Qimu again, and looked closely at the face of the game character "Muqili" at a close distance. He couldn't say what he wanted to say, and his heart became more subtly irritable. The sense of bewilderment resurfaced again.

He was unpredictable, and he didn't have a good face when he looked at him. He looked at him mockingly and provocatively, and in exchange for countless white eyes, he sneered arrogantly: "Looking for death? Get out of here!" , the more no one dared to talk back.

Li Qimu looked at him and smiled at first, but then he didn't dare to look at him any more. He recovered his composure and asked out his worries: "You didn't go back to the barracks, did you?" "Why were you escorted to see a psychiatrist?" Why can't I log in to the game?" He tried his best to hide his affection, but his concern was still unavoidable.

Meng Dazhi didn't answer anything, he stepped up a bit, and his deep black eyes looked cold.

Li Qimu turned his head to look at him calmly, then turned his face again, stopped asking more questions, and silently followed him on crutches.But Meng Dazhi walked faster and faster, and it was difficult for him to follow, his face flushed with embarrassment, which made him very embarrassed.

"Just here."

Meng Dazhi finally stopped, walked into a quaint and clean tavern, and sat at a corner table to order food and wine.

Then throughout the whole meal, Li Qimu watched his stern and relaxed expression, and listened to his uneducated wolfing down.

Then, Meng Dazhi wiped his mouth, stood up and looked at him condescendingly, his resolute face looked alienated, his deep and bright eyes were sharp and indifferent, as if he didn't bother to say anything, he patted his buttocks, turned around and strode proudly gone.

Li Qimu sat quietly on the chair, not knowing why he was offended by him, he didn't dare to say anything, why was he so unscrupulously contemptuous?Because I like him is an insult to him?

His heart was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, he looked at Meng Dazhi's leaving back calmly, his breathing was tight, his heart felt uncomfortable, he was so aggrieved that he sank all the "rhetoric words" before entering the tavern to the bottom of his heart.After a long time, he raised his fist and slammed the hammer on the wooden chair. It was so hard that the skin of his fist was torn and blood flowed out.

"Rejected? What's the matter, don't ruin yourself."

Huo Zhengqiang was reading the newspaper in the other corner and waiting, but now he hurried over, poured wine on his wound with some distress, wrapped him in a napkin, whispered comfort, turned around and paid the bill.

"Cousin, I'm fine. I'll go back tomorrow morning."

Li Qimu's face was red and white, angry, sad and ashamed, he got up and walked out with a cane, secretly swearing: Langya, Meng Dazhi, it's your honor that I have my eye on you!When I have no one to hug?asshole!Due to draw!Fuck you!

Huo Zhengqiang strode to catch up with him, held his hand after going out, and said with a nonchalant smile, "Cousin will take you to another place to relax."

Li Qimu withdrew his hand and whispered with difficulty and calmly: "No cousin, if you finish your work here, let's go home." I looked in the direction - that guy seems to be walking here, his house is nearby?

The place where Meng Dazhi lives now is indeed nearby.

Meng Dazhi walked out of the tavern just now, his face was colder than being rejected by Li Qimu. After striding home, he tore off his shirt in annoyance, took off his client bracelet, went shirtless to the fighting room he himself renovated, and fought fiercely. Stakes all night.In the end, he was as tired as a dead dog before he felt more comfortable, took a shower, and went back to bed to sleep soundly with his head covered.

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