Epigenetic

The black figure was half leaning against the wall. Seeing Zhu Weixing looking over, he supported it with his hands and turned from the other side of the wall to this side. Although he was tall, his movements were light and neat.The flickering light came from the mobile phone he was holding, and the moment it was put away, bright colors flashed across his head and face, allowing Zhu Weixing to recognize the person smoothly.

It was... Jiang Yi? !

Why is he here?How long have you been there?

Jiang Yi's face was caged under the thick gray streetlights, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He was wearing a loose T-shirt, a pair of beach pants, and a pair of flip-flops. He was scribbled casually, but his hands and feet were strong and smooth. .Mrs. Chen was right, this boy gave people a sense of oppression at that stop, and his demeanor was full of aggression, which became more intense as he approached.

Two steps away from Zhu Weixing, Jiang Yi stopped, looked at him with his hands in his pockets, and said nothing.

During the operation, Zhu Weixing shaved her head, and she shaved it again before leaving the hospital, and now she hasn't grown much. The other inch in front of her upper body is opposite. From the perspective of a third party, the two seem to be meeting inmates.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.I wish MSI had a more venomous tongue, this is a good time to say "Have you seen enough" to retaliate against the embarrassment of the "blind incident".But Zhu Weixing is not like this. Now he is upholding politeness and upbringing, and has no intention of provoking people around him, causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

What's more, Jiang Yi didn't seem easy to mess with, but on the premise that the two of them had some unpleasantness, he even helped him.I should remember this favor.Those dark, voyeuristic, coveted delusions towards this boy can be best resolved with an apology, if they cannot be reconciled, it will be like strangers who do not interfere with each other, and let the other party wish.

With that in mind, he listened to Jiang Yi's words.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his tone flat.

Zhu Weixing didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

Jiang Yi frowned, looked at the broken metal pipe in Zhu Weixing's hand, and then looked at Zhu Weixing's face, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Run here and make noise, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Yi repeated, his tone was calm and breezy, but there was a sense of rain coming.

"I borrowed here to practice the flute, sorry to disturb you," Zhu Weixing, who noticed that the other party was in a bad mood, hurriedly explained under Jiang Yi's captivating gaze.

Jiang Yi seemed to hear some absurd words, unbelievable: "Borrow? Who allowed it?"

Seeing that the other party is very skilled in this waste land, he must frequent here often, is it because he feels that his territory is taken over?

Zhu MSI has no intention of talking to the other party about the issue that everyone has the right to use the public land. This posture does not make sense.Since Jiang Yi was unhappy, he chose to avoid the conflict, and at worst, he could come to practice at another time.

Just looking at Jiang Yi's gaze, as if thinking that Zhu Weixing was pretending, his eyes were full of suspicion.

Recalling the accusations made by Jiang Yi's companions against him, Zhu Weixing realized later that this person had misunderstood something, thinking that he knew that he liked to come here, and did it on purpose today?

"I had an accident a while ago, and I lost the memory of the past, and I don't remember a lot of personnel. Today I just chose a place to practice at random. I didn't want to disturb you. I apologize again, and I will take the offense together. In the future I promise I won't bring you any more trouble." Zhu Weixing emphasized her tone.

He finished speaking sincerely, but Jiang Yi didn't reply.

The other party stared at Zhu Weixing for a few seconds, put one hand in his pocket, and suddenly took a step closer.

The street lamp stood behind Jiang Yi, pulling his shadow higher and enveloping Zhu Weixing.

Zhu Weixing looked at him, and the facial features of the boy with the backlight loomed, with a smile on his face.Jiang Yi looks upright and has a wicked temperament, but he is a little childish when he smiles.But this kind of childishness does not make people feel innocent and harmless in this atmosphere, but fierce and terrifying.

Sure enough, Jiang Yi was smiling, and the flute box placed beside Zhu Weixing was kicked away!

He didn't try hard, but because of his fast speed and natural strength, he raised his legs casually, and the box drew a parabola, and overturned in the dark distance in the distance, becoming rubbish together with the pile of construction waste.

Zhu Weixing was startled for a few seconds before she came back to her senses, as if she didn't expect this person to use violence so suddenly to destroy people's finances, she shook the flute that survived the disaster, Zhu Weixing's beautiful eyebrows frowned coldly.

Jiang Yiyou was puzzled, and from the corner of the eye he lazily glanced at a few music books on display, and was about to reach out when Zhu Weixing, who had been on guard for a long time, stopped him.

"Wait a minute!"

I wish MSI to take a step forward and get closer to the other party as a last resort.

Jiang Yi looked at the people nearby and sneered, "Looking for a beating?"

Having experienced the terrifying strength and unreasonableness of this boy, Zhu Weixing didn't want to make fun of himself by throwing pebbles at rocks, but his instruments and scores had to be preserved, so he could only clarify his ideas again.

"I didn't lie or act. The hospital case can prove that I have forgotten everything in the past, and I don't remember you at all!"

After finishing speaking, he saw Jiang Yi narrow his eyes slightly, and then took a step back.

Reasonable?

Wish MSI alert.

Facts proved that he was a little naive, and Jiang Yi suddenly stretched out his five fingers towards Zhu Weixing, his big palm easily wrapped around his slender and fragile neck, and dragged him in front of him, like dragging a swan that couldn't resist.

Jiang Yi's face was calm and calm, with the fire in his eyes beating, which was even more violent than the cruel injury in his hands.

He stared closely at Zhu Weixing's face and eyes, not speaking but observing, like a silent threat, but also like punishment, as if he wanted to look into Zhu Weixing's eyes, see through his heart and even his soul.

In the past, Zhu Weixing was soft and feminine, virulent and mean, with deceitful and erratic eyes, and rarely looked at people directly.Jiang Yi really annoyed him.But the face in front of me is still the same face, the body is thinner and paler due to the injury, but the temperament is quite different, like some kind of animal or plant that has shed its old skin, peeling off the sticky and dirty shell, revealing the freshness and innocence underneath. new students.

Jiang Yi watched quietly, not moving for a long time.

Zhu Weixing didn't move either. I don't know whether it is clear that resistance is useless, words are useless, or he has no energy to struggle and only adopts a passive approach. He just silently let Jiang Yi pinch his neck and watch carefully, except trying to open his mouth because he couldn't breathe. Except for breathing, there is no movement.

After a long while, the moody Jiang Yi probably felt that it was meaningless to hold a cicada that could not sing or fly. After taking a deep look at the person in his hand, the fingertips resting on Zhu Weixing's neck moved slightly, wiping After passing the beating pulse of his hand, he suddenly relaxed.

Zhu Weixing, who lost his grip, was slammed to the ground.

Jiang Yi hung down with one hand, but kept the other hand out of his pocket from beginning to end.

"Don't let me hear you blowing this crap around here again."

Rolling his eyes at the source of the noise who was still held in someone's arms like a treasure, Jiang Yi left bored.

As soon as he took a step, he suddenly heard someone on the ground speak, his voice was very low, but it could be heard clearly in the silent night.

Zhu Weixing said seriously: "Please rest assured, I am not interested in you... I am not interested in all boys."

Jiang Yi paused without turning his head. After a few seconds, he lifted his feet and left again. The tall figure slowly melted into the night.

After the movement completely dissipated, Zhu Weixing moved with difficulty, and then coughed heart-piercingly.

Unlike Jiang Yi's sloppy dressing, Zhu Weixing also dresses neatly when going out for practice, light yellow T-shirt, sky blue jeans, and white sneakers, clean and refreshing.There were several foreign swear words printed on the back of that T-shirt, and Zhu Weixing carefully pasted it on with cloth tape, but now it was violently treated, the whole body was covered with dust, the collar was crooked, and it was buttoned up well The buttons are all broken.

Coughing until dizziness, tinnitus and mouth congestion, Zhu Weixing slowly sat up.The first time he didn't care about himself, but hurried to look at the pieces of flute in his hand, which were well protected by him and there was no damage.He staggered and pulled the flute box from the garbage dump.The box was a bit conspicuously damaged, two pieces were dented on the left and right sides, and one of the buckles fell off.Fortunately, only the surface was smashed, and the flute can still be stored.

While coughing lightly, while doing simple cleaning, Zhu Weixing patted off all the dirt and sighed heavily.

He finally understood why Jiang Yi was feared by the neighbors, the community police were on guard, and the meaning of this nickname.

"Little bandit..."

Zhu Weixing muttered these three words, as if he recognized something.

Domineering, willful and violent.I thought he was just indifferent or disliked him, but unexpectedly, he really hated himself.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Weixing regained his composure, picked up the box like nothing else, and limped towards Yuzhou Street.

It was late at the grain and oil store, but fortunately there were still a few handfuls of dried noodles.Zhu MSI felt a lot of eyes cast around when paying.I'm afraid that he looks a little embarrassed now.

Turning around, I met a girl of the same age who also came to buy noodles, but was told by the boss that the last order had been sold.

The girl's expression was gloomy for a moment, and Zhu Weixing saw it.

Zhu Weixing felt that she looked familiar.

"The fine noodles are gone, only the last handful of thick ones left." The store manager said.

The girl looked troubled.

Her eyes that were about to cry or not made Zhu Weixing think of it.This girl also appeared in my dream, the red-eyed one sitting next to the old lady with a bun.It turned out to be the neighbor in the same building.

It's just a handful of noodles, I don't know why it makes her so embarrassed.Zhu Weixing thought for a second, then raised his hand towards her.

When the girl saw the bag in front of her, she immediately understood that Zhu Weixing wanted to exchange it with her.

Roughness and fineness are the same for Zhu Weixing, but they are inexplicably important for girls.Seeing her thinking about it, Zhu Weixing agreed.

"Thank you," she said.

The two left the store and returned home one after the other.

When entering Building No. [-], Zhu MSI touches the phone for lighting.

The girl suddenly said behind him: "There is a big hole in the back of your clothes."

Zhu Weixing turned around and saw the small piece of cloth and a few pins that the girl took out from the bag.

"Use this to cover the hole."

Zhu Weixing is surprised, this girl is familiar with her, but she didn't intend to have a close friendship, and now she is probably trying to repay the favor just now.

Zhu Weixing shook his head: "No."

The girl turned to point to his neck: "Then cover this place, the fingerprints are very deep."

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Zhu Weixing touched his neck, did not expect marks to appear now?Thinking of his grandma and brother at home, he took the things and used the pins as buttons to fasten the neckline.

"Thank you."

The girl twisted out a small ring with two pins and handed it to Zhu Weixing.

"This can also be used." She pointed to the flute case in Zhu Weixing's arms with a broken buckle on one side.

I wish MSI a warm heart, thank you again.

The two went up to the fourth floor together, one turned left and the other turned right.

It's just that before Zhu Weixing reached the door of the house, he heard an old scolding from behind him.

"You came back so late, where did you go?"

The door of Room 405 opened, and the old lady with the bun appeared there, looking solemnly at the girl who had just returned home.

"I didn't go anywhere, I just finished school." The girl said carefully.

The old lady didn't seem to believe it, and glanced at the noodles in her hand, her eyebrows raised even more fiercely: "How dare you lie? I asked you to bring three catties of fine noodles, how many catties did you buy? I just finished school and couldn't make it in time to buy fine noodles." ? Where did you go wild? And you came back with the dubious people?"

That "not three and four" was bitten hard, and the old lady's eyes swept over Zhu Weixing while talking.

That look was sharp and unfriendly, accompanied by overflowing contempt, and someone with a glass heart would be shattered, but Zhu Weixing didn't notice it, and didn't even glance over.

He had received enough disgusting attacks that night, not bad for this one.

I wish MSI returned home like everyone else.

The author has something to say:

Hate people and carry him home when he passed out?

Jiang Yi: To ask is to be helpful

This chapter should be broken if there is a filter for bandits