The straight man who crosses can't afford to hurt

After school in the afternoon, Li Ange sat in the car, looked at the direction the car was driving, hesitated for a moment and said to the driver, "Uncle, go home directly today, and won't go to my brother's company."

"Okay." The driver agreed, turned the steering wheel, the car turned around, and drove out towards the road back to Tang's house.

Li Ange quietly looked out of the car window, watching the familiar scenery on the side of the street recede, he slowly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and sent Tang Ci a message telling him that he would not be going today.

Tang Ci: Why didn't you come?I have plan today?

Li Ange was struggling to find an excuse, but Tang Ci called before he could type. Li Ange was startled when he heard the ringtone, and took a moment to answer the phone, "Hello, brother."

"Are you okay?" Tang Ci's tone was a little worried, "Did you get into a fight at school and got beaten up?"

"No bro, I'm so weak in your eyes, I'm good at fighting." Li Ange's attention was immediately diverted, and he said flamboyantly.

Tang Ci was amused on the phone, and chuckled, "Is it really that powerful?"

"Yes, of course." Li Ange felt as if his ears had been scalded, and Tang Ci's laughter seemed to flow through the receiver into Li Ange's ear, and he stuttered.

"Okay, as long as you don't have any accidents, you should study hard when you go home and don't fight." Tang Ci might have something to do, so he hung up the phone after speaking.

It wasn't until the phone turned off that Li Ange put the phone in his hand into his pocket. He raised his hand and lowered the window a little. The cool wind blew on his face, and Li Ange felt more comfortable. It's been several months now, and it's still so hot.

Li Ange felt that his heart was a little confused, the car arrived at the door of the house, and ran all the way back to his room.

He washed up early today and went to bed, because he couldn't finish the topic, and it was useless to sit there. It's better to take a good rest for a day, so that he can have a good energy for class tomorrow.

Li Ange turned off the light and lay on the bed, comforting herself like this.

But he found that his thoughts became more clear in the dark. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of Tang Ci's burning voice today. ...

Ah!

Li Ange pulled up the quilt to cover his head, he was thinking about something just now, sleep, sleep!

Fuck, it's so boring, Li Ange lifted the quilt, looked at the moonlight outside the window, the moonlight was bright in front of the bed, it was suspected that there was frost on the ground, and the old thief Tang Ci was punched by the young master.

It's all Tang Ci's fault, which kept me from falling asleep, Li Ange thought angrily, he turned over twice, and memorized the necessary chapters of archaeological poetry, a hypnotic artifact.

Li Ange had a dream. His eyelids became so heavy that he lost the ability to think. In the dream, he seemed to experience it himself, and also seemed to be watching all this from a third perspective.

The picture in the dream is covered with a layer of white.

Li Ange and Tang Ci went out to play together. Tang Ci was very gentle to him and had a nice smile. They walked side by side on the beach together. Becoming alone, he stood on the gray and cloudy shore, the wind blew high waves, the waves seemed to reach the sky, Li Ange couldn't see anything except the green and transparent waves, Li Ange ran desperately , anxiously calling Tang Ci's name, but he couldn't be found no matter what, Li Ange was the only one left in the world for a moment, running desperately and alone.

Can't stop, you'll be overwhelmed!

A voice cried out inside him.

Just when Li Ange was about to give up, he woke up. He opened his eyes and sat up. He was still in the panic and sadness of being alone. He felt his face was cool. Li Ange raised his hand and touched his face. His face was wet, even the tears hadn't stopped yet, they stayed uncontrollably. He sat blankly for a while and shivered. It turned out that the quilt was kicked away by him, and he woke up from the cold. Li Ange got up Cover yourself with the blanket again.

He lay back on the pillow, only to find that the pillow was also wet with his own tears. He checked the time, and it was only [-]:[-]. Li Ange moved the pillow to the side and didn't find another pillow. Lying on the bed so peacefully, Li Ange picked up the phone and looked at it for a while, but there was no message from others, so he put the phone down again, gradually drowsiness swept over him again, and he fell asleep again on the bed.