ABO is doomed

Seeing him not speaking for a long time, Tang Xiyan felt as if she had been thrown into icy water, her breathing was difficult and her whole body was cold.

I already knew this was the case, and there is nothing to be hypocritical about...

"Forget it..." Tang Xiyan was suddenly discouraged, he exhaled heavily and stood up.

"I'm a little emotional, I'm going out for a walk."

Qu Di felt anxious and grabbed his hand: "I don't blame you...I..."

"Okay, it's nothing." Tang Xiyan smiled, but Qudi could see the sadness in his eyes.

He pushed Qu Di's hand away, turned and went out: "I won't come back for dinner tonight, don't be hungry, if you don't want to make it, there is still soup left at noon in the refrigerator, you can cook noodles and eat it."

"I just want to be quiet, don't worry about me."

Just as Qu Di was about to catch up, Tang Xiyan couldn't wait to close the door, and left as if fleeing.

Qu Di stood there in a daze, her hands clenched in confusion, why didn't she speak just now...

He turned around and cleaned up the mess behind him. He didn't know what to do for a while. He was not in the mood to write the manuscript. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Tang Xiyan, but suddenly remembered that his mobile phone had just been scrapped. The black screen is lying on the table.

Time passed by, and he fell asleep at some point, and the wind blew in the night, pouring in from the open window.

The person on the sofa flinched and slowly opened his eyes.

Why did he fall asleep again? He obviously went to bed early last night. He sat up and rubbed his sore waist. After all, this sofa is old, so it must be uncomfortable to sleep on.

Eight thirteen, how long has he been asleep...

He looked around and found that there was no one in the room. Tang Xiyan hadn't come back yet, so Qu Di became a little anxious. Tang Xiyan disappeared for the first time, and he couldn't even call to find him.

In fact, Tang Xiyan didn't go far. He went downstairs wearing the slippers at home. There were a few old men playing chess downstairs, so he walked over to watch, with his hands behind his back like a little old man.

He also couldn't understand chess, but he still watched several games with relish. He didn't leave with everyone until the old man said he was going home at four o'clock.

Tang Xiyan didn't want to go back yet. Apart from being really hurt, the more important thing was that he actually said such harsh words to Qu Di. After he calmed down, he wished he could strangle himself to death.

He had nothing to do, so he just wandered around. Anyway, most of the people living here were elderly people, and no one could recognize him.

It wasn't until the lights came on that he realized that he was a little hungry, and it was time to finish his meal. He didn't know if Qu Di had eaten well at home.

He lowered his head and kicked the stones under his feet, walking step by step.

Forget it! Go back...Apologize to Qu Di...

"I'm going! That bastard hit me with a stone!"

Tang Xiyan said without paying attention, and kicked the stone far away. He heard the sound and looked up. There were several people squatting on the ground in the corner of the community, and a bald man looked at him with his forehead covered.

Looks like a stone hit someone!

"I'm sorry..." He really didn't mean it.

The man looked ferocious, and there was an obvious scar at the corner of his eye. He didn't stand tall but his skin was dark, and the muscles on his arms were slightly bulging. Tang Xiyan had also practiced it. He knew that it was not fake, but solid. out of practice.

He wondered in his mind whether he could run one against seven.

I saw the bald head rubbing his forehead walking towards him, and when Tang Xiyan thought the fight was about to start, he suddenly made a sound.

"This little brother, I haven't seen it before, are you new here?"

Tang Xiyan took two steps back: "It hasn't been long since we moved here."

The bald man showed a mocking smile, stepped forward and hooked his shoulders, and raised his chin at him: "Two?"

Tang Xiyan looked over, and there was a small square table around them, with poker cards and dice on it, and crumpled cash in front of them.

He immediately understood that these people were hiding here to gamble.

He frowned, avoiding the bald hand: "No, I have something to do at home, so I'm leaving first."

"Hey! Why don't you come? I won tens of thousands of dollars a day, and they want to call you because they don't like it!"

"Liu Laosan! What are you talking about! Don't give me an advantage and act like a good boy." One of the men shouted with a smile.

"You are breaking the law!" Tang Xiyan couldn't help but speak.

"Is your brain made of stone? Isn't it the same as the old ladies in the community playing mahjong? We have a higher chance of winning here, so it can be regarded as earning some pocket money."

He walked over and hooked Tang Xiyan's shoulder again: "There hasn't been a new face in this neighborhood for a long time, and I'm tired of playing with them. I finally saw you, so I wanted to play with you."

"Anyway, you're still wandering outside at this time. It seems that you have a lot of free time recently." Liu Laosan said euphemistically, in fact, he meant that he was probably unemployed.

"I've seen the one in your family, she's very fair and clean, if not, give it to my brother, a few hundred at a time is fine hahahahaha..."

There is no lower limit for these people to speak yellow accents, and after speaking, a few people laughed lewdly.

Tang Xiyan suddenly punched Liu Laosan in the face, he used [-]% of his strength, Liu Laosan staggered two steps back, and he wiped the corner of his mouth.

bleeding.

"Damn it!" Liu Laosan's eyes turned red instantly, and he waved his fist towards Tang Xiyan, and the people behind him also reacted, and ran over one after another...

Qu Diba washed her face, and then received a call from the police station, saying that Tang Xiyan had gathered a crowd to fight and entered.

He hurriedly packed up his things and called a car to go to the police station. His heart was about to stop beating along the way. The police station said that the injury was not serious. The police station told him to bring his ID card to the police station.

When Qu Di saw him, he was sitting in the interrogation room with his head down, his head was tightly wrapped, and his left hand was hanging up.

"It's inside...he's emotionally unstable, so he can't take notes properly. See if you can talk to him first."

"Okay, thank you."

After Qu Di entered, the door was closed from the outside. Hearing the sound of closing the door, Tang Xiyan's body reacted a bit, but when he looked up and saw the person coming, he immediately turned his face away and did not look at him.

With just one glance, Qu Di could still see his injuries clearly. The corners of his mouth were swollen, his eyes seemed to have wounds, and his face was red and purple. It was almost impossible to see this person clearly.

In the past, Tang Xiyan relied on his face to a certain extent for his livelihood, not to mention the current situation. He would quarrel for a long time if one of his eyelashes fell out.

His heart seemed to be beaten as hard as Tang Xiyan, and he felt distressed and angry.

But in the end, he still didn't want to scold him.

He walked over, patted off the footprints on his back, pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Tang Xiyan clenched his fists and didn't say a word. Does he hurt? It hurts to death. He has never been beaten except his brother since he was a child. Even if his brother beats him, it is enough. How can he really be cruel? .

He felt like his ribs were going to be broken by them.

But he didn't want to say, he didn't want to show weakness in front of Qu Di, and he didn't want him to know how badly he was hurt.

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't hurt, I beat them all down by myself, what are they?"

It was true that he was beaten to the ground, but he was the one who was beaten to the ground. If someone hadn't passed by and secretly called the police, he might have lost his life.

Those people were workers from the construction site next door. They picked up the folding table next to him and swung it on his head. He had a slight concussion and couldn't even stand upright. The doctor said that if he hadn't been in good health and was beaten The location is a bit off, I don't know if I wake up or not.

He didn't intend to let Qu Di know about this.

"It's just a small matter, I told you not to let them find someone, just squat for a few days..."

"Tang Xiyan!" Qu Di's voice was shaking.

Tang Xiyan froze for a moment, but did not speak.

"Why are you fighting!" Qu Di couldn't help crying. "Are you taking revenge on me?"

It shouldn't be like this, Tang Xiyan should be glamorous, standing on the stage in high spirits, and everyone should be around him, not like now... He was the one who pulled him down from the altar, and he ruined it. Everything that ruined Tang Xiyan, buried his talent, made him worry about those insignificant trifles all day long.

He walked over and knelt down to look at him, forcefully turned his face to him, Tang Xiyan wanted to cover it with his hand, but Qu Di waved his hand away.

"hiss……"

Qu Di's hand paused, and the strength of his hand was much gentler, his eyes were slightly red: "Your face..."

"It's okay!" The person in front of him looked like he was about to cry, he couldn't say it hurt. "The doctor said it will be fine, it's just some abrasions, it will be fine after a few days."

Qu Di worriedly looked at the wound on his head: "Do you still feel uncomfortable? Are you dizzy?"

"No, much better, just a little tired."

He seemed to be speaking well, Qudi took a deep breath, and let go of his hand: "I'll go through the formalities for you, just wait a moment."

He was a little anxious to stand up, a little dizzy, Tang Xiyan put his hand up to help, Qu Di dodged, stood firmly by himself, and went out without looking back.

Tang Xiyan looked at her grasping empty hand, closed her fingers, and retracted them after a while, Qudi was really angry...

Tang Xiyan was considered a victim, and those people gathered together to gamble, so they could come out first after going through the formalities and paying the money.

Qu Di never looked at Tang Xiyan, and walked in front of him alone, walking very fast. Tang Xiyan wanted to say something but didn't dare to speak, and she couldn't walk fast because of an injury on her foot, so she had to limping along, trying to follow The pace of the flute.

Back home, Qu Di found a set of pillows and quilts in the closet, and said in Tang Xiyan's puzzled eyes, "I'm afraid I'll hurt your injury. During this time...I'll sleep in the living room first, what's the matter?" you call me."

"Qudi...are you angry? I said they scolded...cursed first, and then I beat him!" How many times has he told the police.

"Well... I know, I'm not angry." It wasn't him who was angry with him in the first place, but now he is much more sober, and he still has to live on.

"I'm really just afraid of pressing on your wound."

Tang Xiyan obviously didn't believe it. He felt that Qu Di was just an elm head who couldn't speak, so he knew how to keep his temper in his heart.

"You are like this! You don't say anything, how many times do I have to guess what you think? Is it interesting for you to be cold and violent? If it wasn't for you, who the hell would fight!? I am so unreasonable in your eyes ?"

Tang Xiyan was speechless as soon as she got anxious, Qudi didn't speak for a long time, Tang Xiyan turned back to the room, and the door closed with a loud noise.

Why did they quarrel again, Qu Di couldn't figure it out, she obviously didn't want to quarrel with him.