Chosen unlucky guy

He Jingle almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and after a long time, he asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

He was dizzy with anger, his back was sweating from hot and cold, and he walked back and forth anxiously, muttering these words over and over in his mouth like a madman, and finally he laughed and said seriously: " All right, then give it back to me."

"Give it back to me exactly!" His voice was a little louder, and he said ruthlessly, "How I put the flowers in, you have to put them in, not a single leaf will fall, and a single flower must not be missing!"

But how is it possible, the most colorful flower among them has already been taken down by Xin Sui himself and put into He Jingle's coat pocket, and now it is wilting in the summer heat, so withered that it cannot be seen up.

Xin Sui knew that He Jingle was deliberately making things difficult, but at the same time, he also knew that he deserved what he deserved, so he lowered his head resignedly, even though he was tall, he looked a little weak and pitiful now, he said, "I'm sorry."

"Don't tell me you're sorry." He Jingle said, "Xin Sui, if you really feel sorry, can you tell me what you really think?"

"Why do you always pour a basin of cold water on others at such a time?"

As He Jingle was talking, he turned his head a little out of composure: "Either you tell me from the beginning and say no; Do you want to say no so firmly while hanging on to me, making me look like a fool?"

"Oh, I forgot." He nodded to himself again, and said, "That's the kind of person you are, you always want everyone to be satisfied and feel good, so even being harassed by people you don't like is okay. , can’t be rejected, can’t it?”

Xin Sui moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

At this moment, Senior Xin, who was standing like a wooden stake, really wanted to ask, what should be done to be correct?

It was He Yuan who first said that there is no unchanging person in this world. The only things that can be firmly held in his hands are connections, money, and a future built with blood and tears. That's why he didn't let He Jingle become the one who failed or the one who was disappointed. Sticking to that line and never crossing it, thinking that enduring pain would bring them a longer life, but He Jingle still said he was wrong.

Xin Sui is a defective product created by a deformed family and a mother who hopes to become a success. He is a machine that does not work. The only remaining emotions and desires are the root of his difficulty in operating and self-loathing. He feels that these are wrong, so he only makes them fully run Show He Jingle the side that got up.

But the machine always breaks down. At that time, he existed as a human being, and his human instinct made him want to hold He Jingle and not let go, even if he went to hell, he would go into the frying pan together; In the eyes of the other party, he is always upright and great, while He Jingle is always free.

Forget it, they are people from different worlds, Xin Random thought.

He Jingle wants to fall in love at first sight, wants this world to be either black or white, and people's feelings are pure and free of impurities, and he happens to be an antonym, so this is the best way to do it now, anyway, the time is short, and his hesitation will be eliminated in a long time. Wash it clean and become a joke that can be summed up in one sentence.

He Jingle is a little fool, he will definitely not remember it for so long.

Needless to say.

His eye sockets warmed slightly, just for a moment, and he thought, um, needless to say.

"Forget it," He Jingle adjusted his expression, and wiped his face vigorously with the back of his clean hand, "If you say it's inappropriate, then it's inappropriate. Anyway, I've just started, and it's not worth the cost to you and me to stop now." It's very high...it's okay, let's be more optimistic, maybe if you hung me up for a few more days, I would feel boring and couldn't catch up?"

"Anyway, I never liked anyone else, I can't tell!"

I don't know whether the person who said this really thinks so or is just saying it to deceive others. After He Jingle finished speaking, the previous momentum disappeared. He stepped back, waved with Xin Sui, and slowly disappeared into the noisy crowd of the food street : "Then I'll go first!...I don't want the flowers anymore, you can throw them away if you want!"

Xin Sui's gaze fixed on him, and subconsciously wanted to lift his foot to go there, but he was rigidly nailed to the same spot, and the distance between the two became farther and farther. Finally, He Jingle took a deep breath:

"Xin Sui!"

He shouted: "I don't care about falling in love with you at all! I don't care about it!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away, leaving no room for speech.

The sun was hot, and everyone around was traveling together beautifully. He was the only one with sticky hands and wet heart. After running for a long distance, he took out his mobile phone and greeted Yu Ye indiscriminately. Posted a sentence: [No, I don’t need it. ]

He Jingle took it easy for a while, only to realize that the news was endless and confusing; he changed it again and added the sentence "I've been busy recently", but Yu Yehao didn't seem to notice it either. , no reply for a long time.

The afternoon was still long, and he didn't know where he should go now, so he walked around indiscriminately, and finally stopped, sat on the bench in the subway station to cool off, flipped through the address book, and made a voice call to Zhao Yuanjun .

——As expected, another busy tone.

While scrolling up the chat interface, the recent chat messages are almost all of his unilaterally missed calls. Since Ju Tingping beat Xin Sui and accidentally injured him last time, the two of them were only at the beginning. After chatting, it has been like this since then, Zhao Yuanjun seems to have evaporated from the world, and he can't find it.

Logically speaking, this is not a big problem at first, but Ju Tingping's illness cannot be guessed according to common sense. After being angry like that before, he didn't understand the current situation, so he didn't dare to show up rashly; the only person who can understand Zhao Yuanjun, who was looking for details, also made such a fuss, so after careful calculation, he hadn't seen the mother and daughter for a long time, so he was panicking.

He Jingle is not stupid. When he was injured, Zhao Yuanjun told him on the phone to concentrate on recovering from his injury. He said that Ju Tingping was fine, but since then, he rarely contacted him again. Eight of them refused to answer and sent a text message, but only got a few words of reply. He knew that Zhao Yuanjun felt guilty, and this girl who was only a little older than him was unexpectedly brave at certain moments, so he felt even more worried——

In case something happens when I'm not around, what will the mother and daughter do?

He was lost in thought when his phone vibrated suddenly, and Zhao Yuanjun just replied him with a short sentence as expected: [What's wrong? ]

[It's okay, just greet my lovely, beautiful, kind and generous sister! ]

He returned quickly, and sent another emoji, with no trace of depression and frustration between the lines, and then said: [Sister, are you at work or at home today?I have a lot of free time, go see if you and Mama Ju are okay? ]

Zhao Yuanjun didn't reply for a long time, and finally said: "No, my mother and I are fine." ]

Every time he used such rhetoric, he got tired of listening to it, and called Zhao Yuanjun again. This time the other party answered, with a low voice: "Hello, Xiaole?"

"Sister Yuanjun," He Jingle said softly, uncharacteristically without a playful smile, he picked at the frayed edges of his jeans, and the more he spoke the truth, the more awkward he became, so he deliberately pretended not to care, as if this way others would notice As if he didn't realize his clumsy sincerity, "Don't worry about that, okay? Wasn't it an accident that day? Who can tell if an accident happened?"

Zhao Yuanjun paused for a while, seemed to stand up and walked further away, and then said in a soft voice: "Xiao Le, there are many accidents, and getting along with mental patients is a process full of accidents and ups and downs, but there has never been one before. Encountered, so you and I just let our guard down."

"I know," He Jingle said, "but I'm a person who can adapt to emergencies, really... Sis, don't look at me as if I'm a fool, I can't do anything, but in fact, you treat me well, Ju I can rest assured that my mother is good to me, I remember it clearly, so I want to be good to you too."

"Stupid or not, you don't know who our mother thinks of you?" Zhao Yuanjun scolded him with a smile, his voice was still gentle and soft, hiding infinite patience, "There is no one like you who still serves contemporary meals. Hurrying to join in the fun."

"...Do you think that I will listen to you when you say that?" He Jingle also laughed, and regained his usual high spirits, "What's wrong with the meal replacement, Xiaole brand meal replacement, low-calorie green, eat healthy, eat healthy Comfortable!"

Zhao Yuanjun didn't speak, as if he had just learned how to laugh, he didn't stop, but after a while, the laughter was mixed with other things.

She choked up and said, "Jing Le, I really regard you as my family, you understand, don't you understand?"

He Jingle didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only keep responding. Zhao Yuanjun's suppressed and slight crying cut his internal organs like a sharp knife, making him also feel uncomfortable.

"Xiao Le," Zhao Yuanjun was still crying, "My sister is worried about you, so don't come again, okay?"

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It's too late, it's time soon, I can't catch up with the scheduled update, no talk today!Continue tomorrow! (Suddenly typing on the keyboard

But even if it's too late, I still have to say, we can be together before Chapter [-]!If you can't make it, Xin Sui will give you three knocks!