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Although his hands were sore, Cheng Che ended up falling asleep in the dark.

I had two dreams in total.

In the first dream, the memory jumped back to the day when the two met again.

After dinner, Zhao Qingling drove him to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital for chilblains, and then drove him home.

There was no "Sunny Day" on the car on the return trip, Cheng Che only remembered that in the end, he asked Zhao Qingling to drop him at the gate of a small park near his home.

Don't dare to send him home directly.

Because the slum he rented was too dilapidated, he was too embarrassed to let the male god see it.

After getting off the car, Cheng Che thanked Zhao Qingling earnestly and said goodbye.

A man walks into the park.

The ginkgo trees in their city have always been strange. Although they have shed their leaves once in late autumn, there will always be some left, which will fall again before the snow falls in mid-winter.

In the middle of winter, the park is very cold. It is estimated that it will snow soon, because the ginkgo leaves fell all over the ground again this day.

Cheng Che stepped on the fallen leaves all over the ground, walked slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Squatting down, gently picked up a golden withered leaf, and carefully put it into his arms.

At that moment, his expression was humble and pious.

... A day like a dream is over.

He thought so.

Cheng Che never liked reading fairy tales since he was a child.

After all, the real world had taught him a lesson when he was very young—fairy tales are all lies.

So much so that I have never seriously thought about what kind of mood a certain girl who was beaten back to her original shape after twelve o'clock would feel?

Pumpkins, crystal slippers, carriages, all dream-like beauty, before you have time to savor them, they have disappeared in an instant.

Life becomes nothing again.

But cruelly, he will always remember that there was a moment when he held the prince's hand.

……

The boy who was like the sun back then, his eyes are still bright.

The smile is modest and gentle.

After adulthood, there is a touch of tobacco fragrance that makes people's heart beat.

At that time, she was so close to him, pinching his scarred fingers with warm fingertips, and asked him with distressed eyes: "Will this hurt?"

...Life is really cruel sometimes.

How happy it was to be held in the palm of your hand before, but how lonely you are when you get out of the car and return to reality.

Cheng Che smiled wryly and shook his head to himself.

Can not be done.

Can't be that dissatisfied.

All these years, having been to so many class reunions and weddings, what he has been praying for is just to see him again?

Now, the wish has clearly come true.

And it was realized in a form that far exceeded expectations and was so perfect that it was basically unreal-they not only met, but also talked.

Zhao Qingling even peeled a lot of shrimp for him, and heard the song "Sunny Day" again in the car, and the two finally said goodbye with a smile.

There are no regrets.

And in front of him, the ginkgo leaves falling casually all over the place are so golden.The paved ground is so beautiful, so beautiful that the stars are shining brightly.

This whole day was as perfect as a dream.

It is enough for him to collect and preserve, sweetly for the rest of his life.

So Cheng Che finally smiled sleepwalkingly again, put the ginkgo leaf in his heart, and looked up at the blue sky at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The light was dazzling, and he slowly closed his eyes.

But suddenly, I heard two "Didi" horns behind me.

……

Zhao Qingling did not leave.

He twisted and drove the car into the park, rolled down the window, and leaned over the window frame with a skinny look, his smile was as bright as ever: "I almost forgot, add a WeChat, and I will keep in touch in the future!"

Cheng Che: "..."

"Come here," Zhao Qingling shook the phone, "Scan me, and give me your phone number!"

In this way, Cheng Che has a WeChat account of a male god ever since.

There is also a mobile phone number of the male god.

Although I knew that maybe "keep in touch in the future" was just a polite remark, I still couldn't restrain my excitement and secretly trembled.

Zhao Qingling's WeChat profile picture is a photo with a particularly good light and shadow.

It looks like a celebrity promotional photo, so handsome that people and gods are all angry.

Of course, Zhao Qingling himself does look like a star, the kind who can rely on his face for a living.

He was handsome when he was in high school, but now his youthfulness has faded, his whole face is more angular, and his handsomeness has soared even more.

"Hey, haha, hahaha!"

On Zhao Qingling's side, after passing Cheng Che's WeChat verification, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Cheng Che, what is your avatar? A special picture for the elderly? 'The most beautiful thing is the red sunset'?"

"..." Cheng Che lowered his eyes.

His profile picture is a sunset glow.

Once, together, they saw a similar sunset.

However, Zhao Qingling probably did not remember that day long ago.

……

The messy things in Cheng Che's house were rarely told to anyone.

Even Yan Zhen, who has been his friend for more than ten years, only knows that his "family situation is not good", but she is not quite sure how bad it is.

How bad is it?

Cheng Che's father was a villain who was addicted to alcohol and gambling. He was often in debt, and when he was drunk, he would go home and violently beat his wife and son.Later, Cheng Che had a younger brother. After the man got drunk, he even beat his younger brother.

One day in the third year of junior high school, the mother finally couldn't take it anymore, and left her two sons and ran away secretly.

Not a word was left behind, and no one knows where she went.

From then on, my father became even crazier and drunk all day long.The family was so poor that they didn't have a cent of money, and the power and food were cut off several times. From time to time, all kinds of rogue creditors came to threaten him.

The 15-year-old Cheng Che had to face such a terrible life.

But what can be done?

There was no other way but to bear it without saying a word.Use all the time after school to work hard, do various part-time jobs to make money, support yourself, and support your young brother by the way.

Cheng Che's academic performance has always been average.

Of course, in such a bad ecological environment, it is actually not easy to maintain mediocre results.

In the final senior high school entrance examination, he rode the line and was admitted to the best key high school in the city. As an unremarkable high school student, he continued to wander around the new campus seemingly ordinary.

In the new high school, Cheng Che was more reserved than before.

He deliberately avoided making friends—he was afraid that after getting close to people, the family affairs would be known.

... He doesn't care too much about saving face.

But at least the most basic bit of decency is still wanted.

But I don't know why, he was so low-key, ordinary, quiet, and inconspicuous, but he was targeted by a certain gangster in the school.

The gangster's name is Liu Yu.He is the son of the boss of a private enterprise in the city.

With dyed yellow hair and rich money, he likes to lead a group of lackeys to run rampant in school every day.

One day, Cheng Che was suddenly stopped in the corridor.

Laugh at his rustic attire, tasteless black-rimmed glasses.

Soon, Liu Yu began to lead people to lift Cheng Che's desk, tear up his homework, throw all his pens out of the window, and throw his entire schoolbag into the toilet sink.A group of people were smoking and laughing.

Later, he started to ambush him on the way home from school to make trouble for him, and even went to the shop where Cheng Che worked to intimidate him, which made the boss afraid to keep him any longer.

Cheng Che's life was already difficult.

He really needs the little money from his part-time job, but those people make trouble for him time and time again.

From childhood to adulthood, life has always been worse for him, but he didn't expect to encounter a group of psychopaths in high school, who would come over from time to time to fix his feet.

... On days like this, there is really no hope.

No matter how strong he is, Cheng Che is only a teenager in the end.

I really don't know when these days will end.

After class that day, I heard that the group of people were going to ambush him on the way out of school. I really didn't know what to do, and the last person walked to the playground in a daze.

In the high school playground, the auditorium is not made of concrete, but rows of iron shelves.

He climbed up, very high.

The sun was particularly glaring, looking at the green grass below, I almost had the idea of ​​jumping off, and it was over.

But after all, I can't jump.

Once he's done, what will his young brother do?What's more, he didn't want to die, because he was unwilling.

How can you be willing.

Life like this has never been a little bit of hope, and it seems to be a waste of life for more than ten years.How can you be reconciled if you have never tasted a little bit of beauty and sweetness?

He sat there alone for a long time.

In the end, she curled up on the shelf with her head bowed and her knees hugged, and began to cry.

I do not know how long, the sun set.

The shelf shook, and someone climbed up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Cheng Che raised his eyes blankly.

Through the blurred tear stains, he saw a pair of particularly clear and kind eyes.

The author has something to say: So why does someone always, always sparkle in Cheche's eyes when others say scum.

I was caught by a fortune teller in Sanlitun yesterday!

Keep pulling, don't go!

Maybe I have a particularly deceptive face? Σ(QдQ|||)

Today I went home by car from Beijing, I can thank you in the next chapter~

I have a saved manuscript, so I have been playing for so many days, hahaha, I am afraid that I will lose my swimming soon with such waves. It is not right to see other wives crying and rushing to update.

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