Chosen unlucky guy

There were more and more pedestrians on the street, and Ji Hancen's words lingered in He Jingle's mind, so that he really didn't dare to lift his feet to chase for a moment, afraid that he would not be able to catch up, and also afraid that someone would really stand in front of him. Over and over again, everything I want to say is not qualified.

His eyes subconsciously followed the back of the other party who was about to disappear into the crowd, feeling that the clothes seemed extraordinarily baggy inappropriately, making him look as small as Ji Hancen, like a child of fifteen or sixteen years old; then he immediately remembered that the other party seemed to be younger than him, Counting the days, less than a month has passed since her 19th birthday.

However, the poor family background all the year round made Ji Hancen look like a stunted bean sprouts even among his peers. The other party put money into his meal card and tried to feed him and eat meat like a younger brother. Why did he seem to be thinner than before after such a short period of time?

Isn't it all said well, is this also applauded?

His mind was going back and forth, but in the end he didn't move. He watched Ji Hancen's back disappearing at the corner of the path ahead. Mistakenly, I saw the corner of Ji Hancen's clothes being blown by the wind, and the bright and catchy colors were like a flag showing off his might. I don't know if it was an illusion, but it seemed that he could still smell that strong fragrance.

It seems that there is a reason why Ji Hancen has been widely discussed in school. This kind of gaudy appearance can indeed arouse some people's malicious speculations, not to mention that the other party has never been like this before.

...but still not right.

For some reason, he always had a sense of familiarity with this outfit, as if he had seen it somewhere a long time ago; there was a deep furrow between his brows, annoyed by this vague familiarity, and he was in a daze. , Suddenly someone bumped into him from behind.

He was knocked into a stagger, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a young girl in business attire holding the arm of her boyfriend next to her. The young lovers were very polite, and when they bumped into someone, they apologized to him repeatedly. At the end, the girl mumbled and complained : "This is too many people."

The boy was not annoyed, and nodded to him again, and then answered the girl's conversation calmly: "Who said you will come even if you miss work?"

"Isn't this not curled up! You still say that I didn't even have time to change my clothes in order to come earlier!"

A few key words entered He Jingle's ears, and in an instant, a corner of the dust-laden memory was loosened, and the thrilling afternoon that he had deliberately forgotten was all replayed. He thought of the unfinished date, Shu Huai who was taken away, Zhao Yuanjun who appeared in a hurry, and finally All these faded away, leaving only Shu Huai's last words on the subway that day. He remembered the other party saying that what she met was a little boy who was too young.

He blinked, and wept blankly, and finally remembered where he had seen this piece of clothing.

The young couple hadn't left yet. At this time, he was crying for no reason. He thought it was a hard bump just now, and he wanted to apologize again with guilt on his face, but he was interrupted before he could speak, and the time was running out. He Jingle saw Looking at the corner where Ji Hancen disappeared just now, guessing that the other party hadn't gone too far, he hurriedly asked with sobs: "Please call the police, I'm going, going—"

He was unable to speak for a while, wiped the tears from his face, and waved his fingers in that direction to indicate their location, then chased Ji Hancen and turned into that road without saying a word; fortunately, the time between the two of them was not too long, There was no detour on the road, he only took a few steps forward, and saw Ji Hancen who was staring at the trash can in a daze, his voice trembled uncontrollably with fear and sorrow, he approached slowly, and shouted after a long absence : "Cen Cen."

The thin figure by the wall was startled, and after a while, a cold voice came: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Yes, He Jingle thought, he has a lot to say.

But these things are stuck in his heart now, like a stone that weighs him down, his guilt and self-blame are like moss growing under the stone, wrapped in wet and strange tears in his eyes Flushed so that the opening words were so inappropriate: "I'm sorry."

Until now, he still had unnecessary hopes, even though he knew that the person standing opposite him was a criminal, he was no longer in the same breath as the Ji Hancen he knew: "Cen Cen, I apologize to you, I shouldn't have treated you like that." You, if you have any grievances, you can just spread it on me, you are still so young, study hard, what can you do in the future?"

He couldn't restrain the trembling of the tail sound at all, and took a step forward and firmly grasped the opponent's wrist: "I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, can you go back with me?"

In the darkness, Ji Hancen was silent for a few seconds, letting him hold it, without expressing his opinion, but suddenly asked: "Brother Xiao Le, did you see it?"

He Jingle was startled, and then his back was covered in cold sweat. He couldn't speak, and opened his mouth in vain like a fish that was about to dry up. The two looked at each other in the dim moonlight. He saw that Ji Hancen was actually smiling. Bright and moist, as if hiding a lot of tears, he repeated it firmly: "You saw it."

He was moved to tears by these two short words, and nodded with a sob: "Well, I saw it, and I remembered it."

But how should he accept it? He used to be his best friend in school, and even today he still subconsciously worries about whether the life of the other party is safe. It seems that the world has changed after only so long. How can he accept it?

"Ji Hancen," his eyes were blurred, but he still held the other's thin wrist tightly, saying nonsense that he didn't even believe, "Can you and I go back and surrender, before, before it's irreversible... please , will you go back with me?"

Ji Hancen was still looking at him and smiling. After a long time, he sighed and said, "He Jingle, it's not bad to say you're stupid. Since I did it, do you think it's just one time?"

He Jingle stayed where he was in disbelief, all the clues were linked together, which made him feel chills in his heart. Taking this opportunity, Ji Hancen tried hard to break free from him; He Jingle didn't let him break free. The two sides pushed and pushed down the trash can on the side. The loud noise startled both of them. Ji Hancen finally showed some fear and whispered: "Brother Le, I actually still like you , I like it, don't call the police, just let me go."

He Jingle nodded, put the phone aside casually, coaxed him as before and said, "I didn't call the police, I'll wait for you to figure it out, and go back with me."

"I won't go back!" Ji Hancen suddenly became angry, "I won't go back, I chose the path myself, I earn money by my ability, so that others are afraid of me, dare not look down on me, and I didn't kill anyone, why? Catch me!"

He uttered harshly, but his voice became weaker. In the blink of an eye, his face was covered with tears and snot. Looking at the tears on He Jingle's face, he said again: "Brother Xiaole, I really like you. If you treat me as a friend , then let me go, I will run far away, and I will never let you see me again, so you can pretend that you don’t know me, okay?”

He Jingle ignored him, so he cried and scolded: "He Jingle! You deserve to be unable to make friends for the rest of your life! Who do you think would want to play with you? There might be someone who really—”

His words were suddenly interrupted, because He Jingle agreed with him with eyes swollen from crying: "You are right."

In the end, he closed his eyes in pain, and asked again: "So Ji Hancen, is it all my fault that you have become like this?"

He Jingle cried and said, "Then you blame me."

Blame him for not discovering this out-of-bounds relationship in time, blame him for not giving this love an equal response, or earlier?

As early as the moment he walked into the dormitory and saw Ji Hancen who was quietly eating white flour steamed buns and drinking water, everything should be attributed to him. If he hadn't stretched out his hand at that moment, wouldn't Ji Hancen not Come this far?

He lost all ability to judge, and his thoughts drifted back to the coffee shop not long ago. Ji Xian shouted at him with resentment, saying that he simply abandoned Xin Sui, so these are also the sins he has to pay for ?He should stay forever in the winter snow in the imperial capital. As long as he doesn't go to the future, then he doesn't have to pay for any misfortune, and he doesn't even have to ask for freedom for his lover.

His self-righteous kindness ruined Ji Hancen, and later fell in love at first sight and delayed Xin Sui; even further, Xiang Kongshan was worried about his sudden coming out of the closet, and Ke Wenyao took a long way to see if he was safe, not to mention Jiang Lan, He Hongguang... Wait, wait, he carries so much bad luck.

Crying to the point where his unconscious brain couldn't carry it, he lowered his eyelashes, like a God standing in a third perspective, thinking in bewilderment: Why don't you blame me, why do you still love me?

He heard Ji Hancen's hoarse cursing, and he clearly discerned a few words in it, which were nothing more than telling him to die and wishing him to go to hell; so he slowly replied: "I will not die."

He finally understood completely at this moment, and he no longer had the slightest confusion. Maybe Ji Hancen was right, and his self-perception was also right. He is the only unlucky person in this world, and every choice he made had nothing to do with it. The correct answer runs the other way, but he still wants to try, no longer wants to escape with poor excuses, wants to confront an unjust fate, and come out on top again.

He was resurrected from pain, with a sword in his heart, offensive and defensive, and endless enthusiasm; he is not a burden to anyone, he began to try to believe that love will never fail, as long as the brave heart is bound, there will be no encounter in life .

Amidst the sound of sirens, he covered his face and wept bitterly, as if he was about to cry out the fragments of self-pity and walking alone that he had carried for so many years, but suddenly fell into a familiar embrace with a chill; Xin Sui who hurried over hugged him, As if hugging a lost and recovered baby, countless light kisses fell between his eyes and eyebrows. He tremblingly hugged the other party's sweat-soaked back, choked up and said, "I'm sorry."

What Ji Xian said was right. In the end, he just couldn’t change anything. He wanted Xin Sui to be happy and free, but he was self-defeating and became the biggest culprit of the other’s unhappiness. He didn’t want to push Xin Sui further away, so This time I don't talk about being friends, just whispering so low that it is almost inaudible, breathing hot, like a gambler who knew that he would be defeated but is still willing to give his last chip——

But someone took the first step: "Xiao Le, are you still willing to live in a big house with me?"

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Unlucky kid, throwing away the phone again