Chosen unlucky guy
Chapter 82 Irreplaceable
After sending away a few reluctant fans, the big star turned back into the stinky young master again. He and Yu Ye fought for a can of Coke, and fought with Yu Kangzhe in the darkening sky; Not touched, but after a meal is over, even walking is crooked;
The others left early, and he had to drag Xin Sui to the video game city during the day. The two stood in front of the claw fishing machine, the bright lights reflected everything around them like an unreal dream, and Young Master He turned his head again. The long blue light made a wish, and raised three fingers with a solemn and pious expression: "Xin Sui, I want to make a wish now."
Senior Xin seemed to really regard him as a drunkard, so he said everything according to him: "Oh, what do you want?"
"May the adverse wind be as good as your mind, and it will not be easily destroyed."
"...I really beg you to watch less of The Legend of Zhen Huan."
"Haha, I'm teasing you!" Young Master He smiled again, as if he was very embarrassed, his eyes were rippling like water, full of spring style and reckless enthusiasm, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off, "I mean, Xin Then, I hope to catch many more dolls for you!"
Immediately, he said softly, "I'll give you whatever you want."
The lights and shadows changed and overlapped, Xin Sui was so close to him, but for a moment he felt so far away, he stretched out his hand in a daze, trying to make sure that this moment was not a hallucination, and suddenly he heard the person who had been silent answer him: "I know."
Xin Sui touched his prickly head: "I love you too."
"...I didn't say that, this time you said it first!"
The two of them played crazy, touched all kinds of game equipment for a round, and went to the front desk to exchange a lot of game coins. They worked hard and wanted to return with full rewards; but student He, who had great ambitions, was obviously no match for his own luck Buff's boyfriend, not long after, became a little follower. In the bustling video game city at night, he watched Xin Sui catch one after another strange dolls, cheering like a child, and then drinking like crazy Unreasonable:
"Xin Sui, why are you so lucky?"
Young Master He seemed to have completely forgotten that the fate between him and Xin Sui originated from the other party's good luck, and he repeated to himself: "Yes, you are always very lucky."
Xin Sui was amused by his pathetic aggrieved look, and said, "Isn't that good?"
He just shook his head, but quickly nodded again, and the two of them walked out of the shopping mall with a lot of dolls in their arms. Under the envious eyes of everyone, they continued to whisper: "Then when you are unhappy like today, I can still give you money." What do you want?"
Xin Sui paused in his footsteps and turned his head to look. He Jingle's eyes were extremely clear, but his eyelashes drooped down gently, and he seemed really distressed by this. He looked at He Jingle, He Jingle looked at the ground, and the two were silent for a while. The former sighed: "How can you be smart when you should be stupid?"
He Jingle misunderstood what he meant, and quickly said: "I didn't, I just hope you are happy every day, don't always worry about small things. Xin Sui, everyone has their own secrets, I understand, you don't want to say, I I won't ask—"
"Then what if I want to tell you?" Xin Sui interrupted him suddenly, and asked back with burning eyes.
"No, don't force it, I know you don't want to say it."
"..." The Hua country man who will be strong in his life is excited, Xin Sui said, "No, I just want to say."
"No, you don't want to."
"I'm about to say it!"
"Ah, don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!" He Jingle stuffed his ears with two teddy bears.
On the small road in the middle of the night, the two of them fought back and forth like crazy for no less than five rounds, barking the dog sleeping soundly in the backyard on the first floor, and the scene suddenly became unsuitable for heart-to-heart talk. After a while, Xin Sui turned his head, put the back of his hand to his lips, and smiled silently.
He Jingle also realized that the conversation between the two of them seemed to have embarked on an unimagined path, so he put his hands down muttering, rather unwillingly: "Didn't I fully respect your privacy?"
"You don't need to be so respectful. If you didn't tell me, I thought you were using me to practice cross talk."
Xin Sui was still laughing, he pulled He Jingle and continued to walk slowly, when he reached the intersection, he said suddenly, "The girl's name is Ji Xian today."
The topic became too abrupt, and He Jingle was stunned for a moment before linking this name with the person tonight. He stopped talking and just nodded to show that he was listening; but Xin Sui didn't say anything for a long time. After saying the next sentence, he couldn't help but ask, "Ji Xian, what then?"
Revealing the past is not Senior Xin's strong point. He chooses his words carefully, and each sentence is spaced for a long time: "...Ji Xian and I have been classmates for many years. We have always had a good relationship since high school. The first time she participated in the competition, she submitted my idea first and won No.1."
The past, the entanglement of grievances and grievances, I felt unbearable pain when I went through it, and if I really said it, it turned out that it was only a few words.
Xin Sui didn't plan to tell the whole story, but just summed up the matter in a few or two sentences lightly, but his little boyfriend didn't seem to think so, because He Jingle frowned, clenched his palm empathetically, and opened his mouth again. Zhang, in the end, he just turned his head and said: "...Why are you like this!"
He laughed again, stretched out a finger, and flattened the other person's eyebrows like pushing a sand dune, and then continued: "It's okay, that was a long time ago."
He Jingle remained silent again, held back for a long time, and finally squeezed out a "reck" from between his teeth.
In fact, he has a lot to say and ask, such as plagiarism is shameful, and why Xin Sui, who knew about it at the time, did not choose to expose it, but these words passed through his mouth alternately, and he felt that it was not worth it. when said.
Young Master He is still very discerning at times, he thought, since Xin Sui has already said that it is over, then, no matter how difficult it is, he should not mention it anymore.
But his partiality had reached its peak at this moment, and he didn't even have a good impression of Ms. Ji Xian, who couldn't remember her face at all. The two walked slowly along the street. He sneaked countless times at Xin Sui, Feeling that he shouldn't keep silent about this, he passed another street corner, stopped where he was, and finally couldn't hold back, and said nonchalantly, "It's related."
Xin Sui didn't realize it for a while, and turned around in surprise, He Jingle was still saying, "...Xin Sui, I think it has something to do with it."
"Maybe it's a long time ago, you think it's nothing, but I only knew it on the first day, so I can still remember it for you for a long time; Xin Sui, I swear, even if I am 80 years old, I am old and forget what I ate today If you eat rice, you will also remember who treats you badly, and then double compensate you."
He continued: "Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, the god who always drinks dew and chews flower petals, I've got something to do with you, I can be your shortcomings."
He still wanted to say more, and wanted to hear how Xin Sui would answer, but suddenly it was too late; the phone was buzzing in his pocket, and the names of people who hadn’t appeared on the call list for a long time made him feel a little dazed. He really had a premonition; he connected the phone and heard Zhao Yuanjun's unbearable crying, and he couldn't continue with this confession like a promise.
Zhao Yuanjun said on the phone: "Xiao Le, mother—"
Later, when He Jingle thought about this moment again, he realized that everything had been forewarned, just like Ju Tingping's energy has been low these days. At that time, he clearly heard the sound of the other party lying on the bed tossing and turning, and the old and heavy sigh pressed on his heart like a stone, but he never thought about it.
The incident happened after dinner. Ju Tingping, as usual, lay down on the sofa with her eyes closed and rested after dinner. Zhao Yuanjun cut an apple and asked her to get up to eat, but no one answered after several calls; she sensed something was wrong, and immediately dialed After scoring 120, the diagnosis came out: it was a brain tumor.
Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and Ju Tingping usually had regular physical examinations, but after such an encounter, it was inevitable that Zhao Yuanjun, who was all soldiers, panicked, so he called He Jingle.
In the hospital ward, Ju Tingping, who hadn't seen her for a long time, had a thin face, like a yellow and withered leaf in late autumn. Under the effect of the medicine, she had the best sleep in recent days, and He Jingle possessed her to help her tuck the quilt , when he turned around, he saw Zhao Yuanjun's face, the two looked at each other, his eye circles turned red, he walked a few steps quickly, hugged the other person's shoulders, there were many things he wanted to say, and finally he just called out: "Sister."
Zhao Yuanjun leaned on his shoulder and sobbed softly, saying repeatedly: "Xiao Le, I'm afraid."
Tell her how to face it, that is her only remaining blood relative in this world, she can't bear the pain of losing a loved one again.
"Yuan Si?" The person on the hospital bed suddenly woke up, his expression after being ill was clearer than before, and the weak Ju Tingping looked at He Jingle and smiled, "Why did your sister call you here? … ...Are you busy with work? I see that you have lost a lot of weight, and when you get home, mom will make you stewed pig's trotters."
He Jingle was startled, and nodded to her with tears in his eyes: "Okay."
He didn't know what kind of lies Zhao Yuanjun made up for him during the period when he was not here, but these things are no longer important now, he sat on the edge of the bed, holding Ju Ting Pinglu tightly with one hand The hand outside; there was a soft knock at the door, and he looked up, but only saw the closed door.
Suddenly his heart felt sour, knowing that it was Xin Sui who was waiting for him.
Ju Tingping was exhausted, just woke up and talked for a while, then fell into a deep sleep again; Zhao Yuanjun went to the doctor to ask about the situation, the ward was quiet for a while, he opened the door lightly, tilted his head, Sure enough, he saw Xin Sui sitting there quietly, staring at the ground, with a piece of porridge with preserved egg and lean pork in his hand. It was so late, and he didn't know where to buy it.
The other party quickly noticed the movement around him, raised his head, and the two looked at each other. He heard Xin Sui say: "I bought some food that the sick can eat... How is Aunt Ju doing now?"
"Not very good." He Jingle relieved himself and sat next to him, feeling Xin Sui pinching the back of his neck like touching an animal. The two hadn't chatted for a long time. Finally, Xin Sui said, "I'll check." After a while, this disease is actually not that scary, the situation is optimistic, and there are many people who will live for decades, Jing Le, you—"
"Brother Sui," He Jingle called him suddenly, his eyes were blank, and a line of tears followed, "What are we going to do..."
"How can I become Zhao Yuansi?"
--------------------
Xin Sui was 65 years old when he played chess with the old man downstairs. Because he made a wrong move, he was surrounded by scolding chess baskets. He didn't feel at ease, but He Jingle called Shangyu Yehao Yu Kangzhe with a cane that night. : [You are a bad chess player, your whole family is a bad chess player!I bother! ]
Xiang Kongshan and Xin Sui heard about this when they were fishing, and commented hotly: He lied to you, it doesn't matter what it is, I think he is narrow-minded.
Xin Sui: ovo
【Really sorry! ! !Knock three whirlwind invincible crackling heads for everyone!
The others left early, and he had to drag Xin Sui to the video game city during the day. The two stood in front of the claw fishing machine, the bright lights reflected everything around them like an unreal dream, and Young Master He turned his head again. The long blue light made a wish, and raised three fingers with a solemn and pious expression: "Xin Sui, I want to make a wish now."
Senior Xin seemed to really regard him as a drunkard, so he said everything according to him: "Oh, what do you want?"
"May the adverse wind be as good as your mind, and it will not be easily destroyed."
"...I really beg you to watch less of The Legend of Zhen Huan."
"Haha, I'm teasing you!" Young Master He smiled again, as if he was very embarrassed, his eyes were rippling like water, full of spring style and reckless enthusiasm, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off, "I mean, Xin Then, I hope to catch many more dolls for you!"
Immediately, he said softly, "I'll give you whatever you want."
The lights and shadows changed and overlapped, Xin Sui was so close to him, but for a moment he felt so far away, he stretched out his hand in a daze, trying to make sure that this moment was not a hallucination, and suddenly he heard the person who had been silent answer him: "I know."
Xin Sui touched his prickly head: "I love you too."
"...I didn't say that, this time you said it first!"
The two of them played crazy, touched all kinds of game equipment for a round, and went to the front desk to exchange a lot of game coins. They worked hard and wanted to return with full rewards; but student He, who had great ambitions, was obviously no match for his own luck Buff's boyfriend, not long after, became a little follower. In the bustling video game city at night, he watched Xin Sui catch one after another strange dolls, cheering like a child, and then drinking like crazy Unreasonable:
"Xin Sui, why are you so lucky?"
Young Master He seemed to have completely forgotten that the fate between him and Xin Sui originated from the other party's good luck, and he repeated to himself: "Yes, you are always very lucky."
Xin Sui was amused by his pathetic aggrieved look, and said, "Isn't that good?"
He just shook his head, but quickly nodded again, and the two of them walked out of the shopping mall with a lot of dolls in their arms. Under the envious eyes of everyone, they continued to whisper: "Then when you are unhappy like today, I can still give you money." What do you want?"
Xin Sui paused in his footsteps and turned his head to look. He Jingle's eyes were extremely clear, but his eyelashes drooped down gently, and he seemed really distressed by this. He looked at He Jingle, He Jingle looked at the ground, and the two were silent for a while. The former sighed: "How can you be smart when you should be stupid?"
He Jingle misunderstood what he meant, and quickly said: "I didn't, I just hope you are happy every day, don't always worry about small things. Xin Sui, everyone has their own secrets, I understand, you don't want to say, I I won't ask—"
"Then what if I want to tell you?" Xin Sui interrupted him suddenly, and asked back with burning eyes.
"No, don't force it, I know you don't want to say it."
"..." The Hua country man who will be strong in his life is excited, Xin Sui said, "No, I just want to say."
"No, you don't want to."
"I'm about to say it!"
"Ah, don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!" He Jingle stuffed his ears with two teddy bears.
On the small road in the middle of the night, the two of them fought back and forth like crazy for no less than five rounds, barking the dog sleeping soundly in the backyard on the first floor, and the scene suddenly became unsuitable for heart-to-heart talk. After a while, Xin Sui turned his head, put the back of his hand to his lips, and smiled silently.
He Jingle also realized that the conversation between the two of them seemed to have embarked on an unimagined path, so he put his hands down muttering, rather unwillingly: "Didn't I fully respect your privacy?"
"You don't need to be so respectful. If you didn't tell me, I thought you were using me to practice cross talk."
Xin Sui was still laughing, he pulled He Jingle and continued to walk slowly, when he reached the intersection, he said suddenly, "The girl's name is Ji Xian today."
The topic became too abrupt, and He Jingle was stunned for a moment before linking this name with the person tonight. He stopped talking and just nodded to show that he was listening; but Xin Sui didn't say anything for a long time. After saying the next sentence, he couldn't help but ask, "Ji Xian, what then?"
Revealing the past is not Senior Xin's strong point. He chooses his words carefully, and each sentence is spaced for a long time: "...Ji Xian and I have been classmates for many years. We have always had a good relationship since high school. The first time she participated in the competition, she submitted my idea first and won No.1."
The past, the entanglement of grievances and grievances, I felt unbearable pain when I went through it, and if I really said it, it turned out that it was only a few words.
Xin Sui didn't plan to tell the whole story, but just summed up the matter in a few or two sentences lightly, but his little boyfriend didn't seem to think so, because He Jingle frowned, clenched his palm empathetically, and opened his mouth again. Zhang, in the end, he just turned his head and said: "...Why are you like this!"
He laughed again, stretched out a finger, and flattened the other person's eyebrows like pushing a sand dune, and then continued: "It's okay, that was a long time ago."
He Jingle remained silent again, held back for a long time, and finally squeezed out a "reck" from between his teeth.
In fact, he has a lot to say and ask, such as plagiarism is shameful, and why Xin Sui, who knew about it at the time, did not choose to expose it, but these words passed through his mouth alternately, and he felt that it was not worth it. when said.
Young Master He is still very discerning at times, he thought, since Xin Sui has already said that it is over, then, no matter how difficult it is, he should not mention it anymore.
But his partiality had reached its peak at this moment, and he didn't even have a good impression of Ms. Ji Xian, who couldn't remember her face at all. The two walked slowly along the street. He sneaked countless times at Xin Sui, Feeling that he shouldn't keep silent about this, he passed another street corner, stopped where he was, and finally couldn't hold back, and said nonchalantly, "It's related."
Xin Sui didn't realize it for a while, and turned around in surprise, He Jingle was still saying, "...Xin Sui, I think it has something to do with it."
"Maybe it's a long time ago, you think it's nothing, but I only knew it on the first day, so I can still remember it for you for a long time; Xin Sui, I swear, even if I am 80 years old, I am old and forget what I ate today If you eat rice, you will also remember who treats you badly, and then double compensate you."
He continued: "Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, the god who always drinks dew and chews flower petals, I've got something to do with you, I can be your shortcomings."
He still wanted to say more, and wanted to hear how Xin Sui would answer, but suddenly it was too late; the phone was buzzing in his pocket, and the names of people who hadn’t appeared on the call list for a long time made him feel a little dazed. He really had a premonition; he connected the phone and heard Zhao Yuanjun's unbearable crying, and he couldn't continue with this confession like a promise.
Zhao Yuanjun said on the phone: "Xiao Le, mother—"
Later, when He Jingle thought about this moment again, he realized that everything had been forewarned, just like Ju Tingping's energy has been low these days. At that time, he clearly heard the sound of the other party lying on the bed tossing and turning, and the old and heavy sigh pressed on his heart like a stone, but he never thought about it.
The incident happened after dinner. Ju Tingping, as usual, lay down on the sofa with her eyes closed and rested after dinner. Zhao Yuanjun cut an apple and asked her to get up to eat, but no one answered after several calls; she sensed something was wrong, and immediately dialed After scoring 120, the diagnosis came out: it was a brain tumor.
Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and Ju Tingping usually had regular physical examinations, but after such an encounter, it was inevitable that Zhao Yuanjun, who was all soldiers, panicked, so he called He Jingle.
In the hospital ward, Ju Tingping, who hadn't seen her for a long time, had a thin face, like a yellow and withered leaf in late autumn. Under the effect of the medicine, she had the best sleep in recent days, and He Jingle possessed her to help her tuck the quilt , when he turned around, he saw Zhao Yuanjun's face, the two looked at each other, his eye circles turned red, he walked a few steps quickly, hugged the other person's shoulders, there were many things he wanted to say, and finally he just called out: "Sister."
Zhao Yuanjun leaned on his shoulder and sobbed softly, saying repeatedly: "Xiao Le, I'm afraid."
Tell her how to face it, that is her only remaining blood relative in this world, she can't bear the pain of losing a loved one again.
"Yuan Si?" The person on the hospital bed suddenly woke up, his expression after being ill was clearer than before, and the weak Ju Tingping looked at He Jingle and smiled, "Why did your sister call you here? … ...Are you busy with work? I see that you have lost a lot of weight, and when you get home, mom will make you stewed pig's trotters."
He Jingle was startled, and nodded to her with tears in his eyes: "Okay."
He didn't know what kind of lies Zhao Yuanjun made up for him during the period when he was not here, but these things are no longer important now, he sat on the edge of the bed, holding Ju Ting Pinglu tightly with one hand The hand outside; there was a soft knock at the door, and he looked up, but only saw the closed door.
Suddenly his heart felt sour, knowing that it was Xin Sui who was waiting for him.
Ju Tingping was exhausted, just woke up and talked for a while, then fell into a deep sleep again; Zhao Yuanjun went to the doctor to ask about the situation, the ward was quiet for a while, he opened the door lightly, tilted his head, Sure enough, he saw Xin Sui sitting there quietly, staring at the ground, with a piece of porridge with preserved egg and lean pork in his hand. It was so late, and he didn't know where to buy it.
The other party quickly noticed the movement around him, raised his head, and the two looked at each other. He heard Xin Sui say: "I bought some food that the sick can eat... How is Aunt Ju doing now?"
"Not very good." He Jingle relieved himself and sat next to him, feeling Xin Sui pinching the back of his neck like touching an animal. The two hadn't chatted for a long time. Finally, Xin Sui said, "I'll check." After a while, this disease is actually not that scary, the situation is optimistic, and there are many people who will live for decades, Jing Le, you—"
"Brother Sui," He Jingle called him suddenly, his eyes were blank, and a line of tears followed, "What are we going to do..."
"How can I become Zhao Yuansi?"
--------------------
Xin Sui was 65 years old when he played chess with the old man downstairs. Because he made a wrong move, he was surrounded by scolding chess baskets. He didn't feel at ease, but He Jingle called Shangyu Yehao Yu Kangzhe with a cane that night. : [You are a bad chess player, your whole family is a bad chess player!I bother! ]
Xiang Kongshan and Xin Sui heard about this when they were fishing, and commented hotly: He lied to you, it doesn't matter what it is, I think he is narrow-minded.
Xin Sui: ovo
【Really sorry! ! !Knock three whirlwind invincible crackling heads for everyone!
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