Gold Class Fighter

.There is still a small piece of Chen Zhiqiang in Huamao's heart, stupid, solid-minded, yearning for Liangtang, struggling to believe what he wants to believe.

Others say, what love love, have you met love yet?

Huamao said that I will meet sooner or later.

Huamao thought, in his life, he will always meet thousands of people.Among these thousands of people, he didn't believe it was all Wang Ming.

He won't be blinded by shit anymore.He's never had love, just because he hasn't met it yet.

God has decided everyone's fate.Huamao doesn't blame the past, it's fate.

But from now on, he doesn't believe in fate.From now on, his life is in his own hands, not in the hands of God.

He was lying in a corner, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.He has never been convinced, but this time, he was beaten and convinced, completely convinced.

"...what's your name?"

The flower cat was lying down and asked the man in the white shirt.

"Fang Yu."

Huamao watched the white shirt take the man away in the chaotic eyes, chanting the name.

Fang Yu, Fang Yu...

He is Fang Yu.

fuck!

The flower cat smiled.

The flower cat rushed into the crowd, the machete in its hand splashed blood, splashed on other people's faces, and splashed on its own neck.He rushed towards the shining blade without hesitation, ignoring the cutting edges that were coming at him, his eyes were red, as if he was desperate.He wanted to gnaw down this Jiangbei iron plate for Fang Yu, that was his wish for Fang Yu, Huamao kicked over the person who was killing Fangyu's brother, and stabbed it with a knife, the steel pipe fell down and hit Huamao On the shoulder, the cat's eyes turned black, and it was still standing firmly in front of the man who was chopped off.

That's Fang Yu's man, he wants to protect Fang Yu's brother.

A snowflake-like machete fell towards him, Huamao gritted his teeth and carried it, and was dragged behind him.Blood spattered, and Fang Yu's shirt was splashed bright red.

Huamao stared blankly at the cut that had blocked him, and watched Fang Yu lift up half of the steel bar with his bloodied shoulder expressionlessly, and swept across, opening up those people.

Fang Yu yells at the flower cat: You are stupid!Why not hide?

Huamao said, I want to protect your brother.

Fang Yu said, you are my fucking brother too!

When going to the hospital, Huamao was covered in blood. In the car, Fang Yu guarded him. Huamao wanted to talk, but Fang Yu said, stop talking, just lie down.

Huamao said in a hoarse voice, Brother Yu, my back hurts, can you hold me well?

Fang Yu picked him up, Hua Mao put his head on Fang Yu's shoulder, his blood stained the shirt on Fang Yu's chest.He saw Fang Yu tightly plugging his wound with his clothes, and he heard Fang Yu's strong heartbeat coming from his chest.

Fang Yu wiped the blood off Huamao's face indiscriminately, and Huamao smiled like a fool.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fang Yu was puzzled.

"Brother Yu...I deserve it."

"What's it worth?"

Fang Yu felt that Huamao was confused.

Huamao chuckled and stopped answering. He leaned against Fang Yu's firm arms, smiled and closed his eyes, as if he could smell the sweet-scented osmanthus again.

Many years ago, when he was very young, when he was a handsome student, he walked on campus, intoxicated by the sweet scent of osmanthus in the air.

That was the purest taste, his most beautiful years.

No one has ever taken their own life to block for him.

You know, Brother Yu, I deserve it.

As long as this time, my whole life, it's worth it.

Worth it.

(Flower cat prequel ends)

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