quail

"No." Li Bai said immediately.

Yang Jian didn't speak.

"I have very few friends." Li Bai scratched his knees, feeling that the words didn't convey the meaning, "You are the most..."

"Most what?"

"The best one."

After a few seconds of silence, Yang Jian let out a breath.

"Make more friends." He said, turned his back to Li Bai, took out a clean shirt from the travel bag and put it on the escort bed, and lifted the hem of the T-shirt.After a day of running around, the clothes were soaked in sweat under the sun, and then dried again in the air-conditioned room. After a few back and forth, they had to be washed.

"What kind of relationship do you think we have?" Li Bai suddenly broke the silence again.

Yang cut off half of his T-shirt. He looked back at the pale man behind him, pulled the collar off his head, and straightened his hair. "What do you think?" he asked while putting on his shirt.

"I?"

"Yes, you."

"...I can do anything, it depends on which one you like," Li Bai's ending voice trembled unconsciously, and if you listen carefully, you can even make out the sound of small metal collisions, "Which one do you like?" He was persistent asked.

"I can do whatever I want." But Yang Jian said that, before leaving the ward with the laundry bucket, he unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket and inserted a long-handled spoon into it.The moist and dense aroma exploded.It was Chaoshan casserole porridge with green vegetables and lean meat at the cinder alley at the north entrance of the hospital. The parents in the next bed bought it for him. Li Bai remembered how it tasted and smelled.

The soy milk had almost dried to a suitable temperature, and they were all placed next to the bouquet, within reach, but Li Bai's hands were still on his knees, and the fabric was wrinkled, so he couldn't lift it up to get it.He watched Yang Jian close the door, and then he couldn't see him anymore, he knew where Yang Jian was going.

Unlike his hospital gown, the hospital will recycle it and issue new ones. Yang Jian has chosen to wear disposable underwear as much as possible to save trouble, but there is still no place to wash the rest of the changed clothes.Fortunately, Fang Zhaozhi volunteered. He said he had a one-room dormitory in a work unit a street away, and he had his own washing machine.

Li Bai heard this by chance, and he couldn't pretend not to remember it on the day he woke up from the anesthesia.He couldn't help it, and one time when he went downstairs for a walk, he even slipped across the road to have a look. He went around several buildings that were suspected to be dormitory buildings, but in the end he couldn't find the window where Yang Jian's clothes were drying.

If only he could find them, he was going to climb up the fire escape, yank them down, chop them all up, throw them in a basin and burn them.

It's not like he didn't ask Yang Jian, I have nothing to do now, let me wash it for you, it was just the night before yesterday, but Yang Jian asked him to lie down.

So what else is there to do.Li Bai closed his eyes and lay down on the hospital bed. The wound was painful, and he immediately sat up again.What can be done about this.Apart from "laying down well", all he can do now is to carry the thermos bucket and go to the tea room to drink porridge. His waist was pierced, and he had failed several times since the morning. Li Bai didn't want to hear the moans and the friction of struggling on the bed, and be reminded of the pain again.

No. 14 days after the operation, Li Bai's neighbor waited for a specialist consultation, and he himself was discharged from the hospital.Luggage was still pitifully small, Yang Jian carried his own in one hand and Li Bai's in the other, together with the tonics collected in plastic bags after removing the luxurious packaging, he led them to a taxi that had been waiting for a long time in the parking lot.

After putting things in the trunk, he opened the door for Li Bai, "Please."

"Thank you." Li Bai had been following Yang Jian all along, and now he lowered his head and got into the back seat.

Before the car door closed, he suddenly grabbed Yang Jian's cuff.

It was rare to see such an expression of being caught off guard on that person's face, probably because he almost pinched his wrist, Yang Jian's eyes jumped up, "What are you doing!"

"Would you sit in the front, or the back?" Li Bai met his stare, and out of nowhere he mustered a lot of stubbornness, clenched his sleeves to his arms until his fingertips turned white.

"..." Yang Jian patted the back of his hand, "Behind. I'll sit in the back." He said soothingly, he finally took the five fingers off his forearm, walked around the rear of the car as promised, and sat in the car. Next to Li Bai.

The strange thing is that this is not much different from sitting separately. Along the way, Yang Jian looked at his mobile phone and looked out the window with his eyes closed to rest his mind. Li Bai bit his nails and ulcers and bit his own lip ring. Hei, go back to the hut on the second basement floor.

The water had been cleared, Li Bai turned on the chandelier, and was surprised to find that most of the exposed plaster floor had returned to a dry light color, Yang Jian actually bought a household dryer, turned on the lowest setting, and was nestling at the corner of the sofa buzzing at work.

The water pipe riddled with holes behind the door seems to have undergone some renovations, neatly wrapped with ginger-colored waterproof tape, and the faucet is no longer leaking, and the thud of large water droplets hitting the bottom of the water bucket cannot be heard. Voice.

"You've fixed it all." Li Bai blocked the door blankly.

Yang Jian almost moved him away, and he had to pay attention to his wounds. He moved carefully, put the person on the end of the sofa, and started to carry the luggage into the house. Two big bags were thrown on the ground with a stuffed bag in between "I can hold on for a while longer." After closing the door, he took out a tissue and wiped his nose. "There is also a problem with the wiring in your house. You have to knock down the wall and move to a safe place to live."

Li Bai handed over the undrinked mineral water in his bag.I don't know what it's like in the humid climate in the southwest, but at least after returning to Beijing, Yang Jian's old problem has obviously recurred. Nosebleeds don't flow out, but they always happen after wiping.Li Bai watched him throw the red-stained paper into the wastebasket, unscrew the bottle cap to drink water, and then began to unpack his luggage, "What do you want to eat tonight? My name is Papa John?"

"Can you eat Papa John's?" Yang Jian laughed.

"Mushroom soup should be okay." Li Bai also smiled, and took out all the medicines stuffed in the upper layer, and arranged them next to his knees. "Or they are called Hong Zhuangyuan. I have their phone numbers."

"I'm going to go to another place." Yang Jian was still standing there, and his bag was still at the door, resting on his feet intact, "I'm leaving at the end of the month."

"At the end of the month?" Li Bai suddenly raised his eyes.

"Yeah." Yang Jian didn't move his eyes, as if he kept looking at him like this.

"When are you coming back?"

"After the National Day."

"Oh..." Li Bai lowered his head again, "Tonight——"

"I've already rented the house." Yang Jian interrupted him.

"In Ping'an?" Li Bai looked a little startled.

"Yes," Yang Jian said, "Zhao Dengyu Road is not far from Cheng Yanqiu's former residence."

"How much does that cost a month!"

"It's very old," Yang Jian didn't answer directly, but just said, "I have to fix it before I leave."

"Then hurry up and go." Li Bai paused, and folded the medicine bottles and boxes with his arms, as if to hide them, "There is nothing wrong with me here, the wires are all disconnected in the hospital." Yes, just go back and check after a while. I have some money left, so don't delay your business."

Yang Jian was still looking at him so engrossed, the folds of his shirt filled with light and shadow, and his unique eyes were deep and deep. At a not special second, he picked up his bag, pushed open the door, "Let's go .”

"Wait for me--"

Yang Jian stopped, but did not turn his head.

"I can... I just wanted to say that I want to wish you a happy birthday in advance. I wanted to keep you tonight and we will go to Wangfujing or Lufthansa Mall tomorrow, but if you find a house, don't be crowded here, and Now it seems that it is too early, today is September No.11, right No.12," Li Bai's eyes slid from the side of his face to the ground, where there is a grain of sand fixed in cement, "When will you If you are not in Beijing, can you send me the address? I will send you a gift."

Hearing no echo, Yang Jian stepped out of the room, and his steps were far away through a poor-quality door panel.

Li Bai propped his elbows on his knees, covered his drooping face, and stayed motionless for a long time.Later, both of his legs were numb, the incision on his upper abdomen was extremely itchy, several bottles of medicine rolled to the ground, and he was still thinking about the same question in a trance—what's wrong?

What's the matter?

At this time last month, he was still wandering with Yang Jian in the wet mountains and forests, and from time to time he couldn't straighten up in pain, kissing as if he was going to eat each other; now, he has returned a basically healthy liver, and they are separated from each other. But it has become so concise and polite, it seems that being a stranger is just a "goodbye".

Oh, yes, maybe the problem lies here, things have been happening slowly, since he was expelled from death by the doctor, Yang Jian has been farther and farther away from him.

Because he used the heavy word "death" as an excuse to sneak back to Yang Jian's side involuntarily.

Li Bai finally figured out this simple cause and effect, including what he had been secretly afraid of for so many days.In fact, there is nothing to regret, and there is nothing to be caught off guard. Once the current problem is solved, it is always difficult to avoid the past, and once the past is involved...as long as the memory is not lost for a day, he seems unable to face the full of hunger. A man of memory.

October is coming again, October, October in Beijing.October is his annual threshold, a broken blood vessel, and a closed loop on the orbit. The earth seems to be stuck in a certain day when the earth turns around, stuck in a day with a clear sky, which makes people fear eternity.Is this October special?Yang Jian turned 29 years old, and Yang Yuqiu was about to die for five years.

He has to run.

So, peeking between the door of the classroom and the cracks of the seats is the limit of what he can do.

Didn't even dare to ask Yang Jian where he was going from Beijing?

Li Bai didn't want to answer himself.He's tired of asking questions.Every question mark points out his obscenity, his cowardice.He took out a towel and toothbrush, and under the computer and magazines, he found the kraft paper envelope in which he put his money. There were still a few stacks of banknotes tied with rubber bands. Never prescribe those expensive imported medicines for him, and save him a lot of money, most of the expenses are spent on surgery.

There are also several small sealed bags pressed on the bottom of the money bag, which are the needles of the syringe, which Li Bai secretly took from the medicine cart.Hiding with money is because this is the most impossible place for Yang Jian to find, even if Yang Jian helps him pack his luggage.

He figured it would work better than a razor blade and leave no noticeable scars.

But again something went wrong.Such a tiny piece of metal, dyed red, seemed to be blunted, but it still couldn't give him any obvious feeling.After this illness, his sensitivity to pain seemed to be reduced by another level.It won't hurt, it won't hurt, it's boring!It doesn't make any sense at all!Li Bai threw it away, only the needle and the blood-stained paper lay side by side in the empty trash can.

He squatted down in front of the faucet again, holding the jet of running water that hit his hands, and washed his face coldly.Then twist the handle back hard, the pipe does not ooze water anymore, but it is still not clean, the little water left after the valve is closed drips down continuously, patter, then patter, and then again, Pa, pa, it slowed down and stopped, only the small drop stuck in the mouth of the tube remained, unable to have enough weight to fall, being strangled by the tension, it was speechless with the water surface in the bucket.

Li Bai saw a bacterium trapped in the drop of water.

He believed he could see.

as he looked at himself.

If what he just asked was: "Can I go together?"

If he doesn't wait for Yang Jian's choice, but corrects it—not a friend, I'd rather hate each other with you, never see each other again, and don't be your friend.

Could Yang Jian be waiting for him too?At least for a few moments, Yang Jian was also reluctant to give up?It's not that "casual".

If you don't wait, you will be injured.

Li Bai didn't expect that he would regret it so soon.

But it was himself who flinched.Li Bai is used to it, shouldn't he also accept it?If there is a problem with the brain, there is a problem. He takes a lot of medicine, watches a lot of books and movies that are said to be good for him, smiles and talks like the people in it, jumps up and down in front of the sunrise, runs with his legs high, like a The salesman cheers himself up like that... At least in front of other people, he thinks his brain is good. In fact, it is still bad, and it is still his old enemy. It will not make decisions in the way of a normal person.

It will only regret it.

Li Bai cried dizzily.

Then stop struggling.He fell back on the sofa, with the bridge of his nose pressed against the fabric, sniffing the stale stuffy smell, like burying his head in a pile of old clothes, reminding him of the feeling of hiding in Yang Jian's closet.He didn't know if he slept that night, and he didn't know for the next few nights, but he could still distinguish between day and night. He took all kinds of medicines strictly according to the schedule, and the problem of taking medicine before and after meals was basically given by Zhu Yantang. vitamin cereal solution.

Fang Zhaozhi's medication not only saves money, but is also very cautious. He is afraid of overdosing on everything, and he can't wait to prescribe the number of tablets strictly according to the day.About another week passed, and Li Bai really took all the pills on the same day. He went back to the hospital for a review. Fang Zhaozheng dusted off the white report and told him with a serious face that there was no need to buy new medicines.

Stop smoking and drinking in the future. This is more serious. Let's learn from our doctors. Most of them don't seek death.

Li Bai smiled, beautifully and full of confidence, and told him, I have quit.

This is the truth, but it is far less easy to do than to say it.The wine is okay, but the cigarettes, you can find a newsstand to buy them when you walk on the street. Li Bai has already bought several packs of Nanjing plastic lighters - buy them and then throw them away like a dream.It's not worth much anyway, he can still afford to eat, and he can still hang around doing nothing for a while.At least half a month is enough.In terms of using cheap ways to kill time, Li Bai found himself a master. He dozed off at McDonald’s, watched Tomb Raiders at KFC, he also went to Internet cafes to download, and then walked round and round on Metro Line [-] with his laptop in his arms. With the mute on, I finished all the dramas that I owed to work in the first half of the year in one go.

He went to Tiantan Park to do morning exercises with others, and learned Tai Chi with sugar pancakes.

He ran into a blind old man playing the erhu in an underground passage in Xidan, and there were only a few tunes such as "Erquan Yingyue" and "Burning Flowers". He squatted aside and watched the whole afternoon, and finally confirmed that this person was Really blind.

He was bewitched by people on the street, and paid 2000 yuan to sign up for a discounted class, thinking that this would urge him not to touch alcohol.Every morning at 05:30, I took the bus to the driving school in Badaling to learn how to drive, chewing gum, being scolded and basking in the sun to get rid of my mildew spots, which seemed to be a good feeling.Once after class, the sun was very good at noon, and Li Bai followed the tourist map to find the nearby Dajue Temple, worshiped the Buddha, burned incense, and invited Yang Yuqiu to have an ever-burning lantern.

There are few tourists on weekdays, and the ancient ginkgo trees planted in other courtyards have changed their color, and the clusters are as bright as yellow butterflies that have stopped and flapped their wings. Standing under the tree, the sky will be dazzling.

He picked up a leaf and put it in, and drew an unsigned sign before leaving. He asked the master, will I relapse in the future?Do I have a ring?I quit many things.Am I wasting my time?I was wasting my time.It is simply a question and answer.The master slightly closed his compassionate eyes, but said to him, "like dew is like electricity".

Like a dream bubble.

He thinks about Yang Jian every day.

He just didn't want to go home, the most he could think about was the sofa.

After Yang Jian appeared in that room, he began to be afraid of being alone in it.

On Yang Jian's birthday, Li Bai distributed blessings at [-]:[-]: Happy birthday!I hope you are happy every day.

I edited it a long time ago, but I couldn't post it on the hour because it took some time to delete this sentence.Still broke the ring.

After more than six hours, Yang Jian replied: Thank you, you too.

The day after Yang Jian's birthday was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Bai tried his best to put aside all doubts, and sent a message at night: Beijing is raining and there is no moon.did you see the moon

This time no reply was received.

Only the next day, Yang Jian's blog, which had been dusty for many years, was suddenly activated. Li Bai received an email reminder and logged in to see it. Yang Jian only posted a picture, which was a sea of ​​sunrise.

Two sandbanks near the shore, seven or eight fishing boats rushed out quietly, and Li Bai was at a loss.

The world's sea area is so vast, is this the East China Sea?Bohai?Bay of Bengal?Cape of Good Hope?

What did Yang Jian do at the beach?

There were too many questions, more than three, Li Bai chose to remain silent.Before he got his driver's license, he took a long vacation with his coach and was ready to start working.

He went to a car show in Tianjin and worked as a stylist for three days. He dealt with hundreds of car models every day. He saw those sexy and revealing clothes. Asking him "Does Teacher Li have time tonight?" made him feel a little nauseous.Later, he went to the countryside of Hebei to hold two weddings for others. On October [-]th, he still returned to Beijing.

After cutting his own hair, Li Bai came out of the basement after staying up until midnight, carrying the paper money he bought last month, found a crossroads, drew a circle, and burned it slowly.

This is what he has done every year for the past five years.

Covered in the smell of soot, Li Bai wanted to smoke again. He returned to his corner, squatted on the sofa and ate wedding candy to divert his attention. His braces were in the way, and he ate very slowly. It will last forever.A few boxes of earrings that I usually don't want to wear, and a new piece of clothes are laid out next to him, sitting with him, and he sent another text message to Yang Jian: Have you returned to Beijing yet?

Yang Jian replied quickly this time: Yes.

Li Bai was stumbling while typing: Let's meet today.

He quickly added: a gift.

Yang Jian said: Sorry, I have something to do.

Li Bai turned off the screen, and it was pitch black again, not even a window, it was absolutely dark, and the water pipe that Yang Jian had trimmed to fit started to drip water again.Li Bai listened silently for a while, then replied: Let's talk about it later.

He felt that it was a little too funny for him to go his own way as if he had been possessed just now, thinking that Yang Jian would be sad if he was alone in such a day.

Do you need someone to accompany you?

Is it him?

Yang Jian ran to stay in the mountains, wasting five years of "like dew and like electricity", didn't he just want to see him?Now that he won't die for the time being, Yang Jian certainly won't want to kill him, nor will he want to save him.

Li Bai didn't plan to continue thinking about this matter. If he thought too much, it would inevitably overflow and become some inappropriate text messages, which made both of them uncomfortable.He really planned to stop here, but he had no work to do that day, and when he was playing a show in the group, his internet speed couldn't do anything else, so he was bored and flipped through the friend list.Deng Deng hasn't contacted him for a long time, except for job invitations, Fang Zhaozhi's avatar is the top chat record.

But he clicked in and saw the personal homepage signed by the person saying "see my space for professional related information".

But the first one is not a piece of information, but a photo. This person’s robot-like account posted an unprecedented daily news, which was taken on the desk of the hospital. There are long tickets on the stack of medical records, "2012 China Ping An Chinese Football Association Super League", "Beijing Zhonghe Guoan VS Shandong Luneng Taishan".

There are two tickets.

Fang Zhaozhi wrote in the accompanying text: No overtime work today.

He even sent a smiley face. The sending time was two hours ago, it is now 07:30pm, and the opening time is [-]:[-].

Li Bai set off immediately and rushed to Gongti.

He knew that he was extremely nervous, the tickets had already been sold out, and he was 100% unable to get in, maybe he couldn't even see Fang Zhaozhi's shadow, let alone the person next to Fang Zhaozhi who used up another ticket, but he didn't care.He just wants to go, he just has an instinct, even if the intuition is only a little bit ridiculous, he will go.

Running from the west of the city to the east of the city, he was sweating profusely on the subway during the evening rush hour, and his stomach started to itch again. Finally, he arrived. The race had already started for nearly an hour.There are many stadium doors, Li Bai chose the one that was pleasing to the eye, pulled up the high collar of the sweater, held it in his mouth, covered his chin, and squatted beside it.

He heard "Guoan Niubi" one after another in the stadium, like a tide, very far away, and there was also the sound of cursing. Some people seemed to be unable to stand on the way, and together they came out of the door next to him, swearing.

Li Bai heaved a sigh of relief, at least he chose a serious exit.

He only left once on the way, to buy a bottle of mineral water on the side of the road outside the venue. Without Nanjing, he bought a box of Hongtashan.It's not that he's addicted to cigarettes, it's just that there's a lot of waiting, and this is the most uncomfortable time. Carrying a pack of cigarettes in his pocket seems to eliminate the risk of being overwhelmed with empty hands and makes him feel safe.

The commotion in the arena reached a boil at about nine o'clock, and after a while, scattered people came out, but the ebullition in the arena remained the same, but with a different feeling - Li Bai suspected that there was a fight inside.Unsatisfactory results?More and more people poured out, wearing yellow and green team uniforms holding green flags, cursing, chatting, silent, their footsteps were in a hurry, and they rolled past Li Bai.A kind of happiness like being invisible rose in his heart, and he leaned against a pillar and watched the surge quietly, without any hope, but his pupils suddenly shrank into needle eyes.

It's Fang Zhaozhi.it's him.Tall, also wearing the Guoan team uniform, with a gloomy expression on his face, the small flag in his hand was waving back and forth when he spoke, and he passed Li Bai's pillar.Turning his head, Li Bai saw the back of his neck illuminated by the light.

Is this man so white?You can't see it when you're wearing a white coat.

And the person next to him was still wearing a black top and jeans, he didn't even hold his hand, with his pockets in it, he couldn't see the atmosphere of watching the game at all.

But Yang Jian should also be enjoying it, turning his head slightly, probably to hear Fang Zhaozhi's generous speech clearly.

Yang Jian showed a smile.

What a coincidence, you are also wearing a high collar today, it is so cold in autumn.Li Bai also laughed.

After a distance of about ten steps, Li Bai followed the two of them out of the field and walked along the North Stadium Road.With traffic roaring in his ears, Li Bai had the illusion that he was being penetrated by the city, or that he had turned into a ghost. He cried, crying very sadly, but he didn't know why.He attracted the attention of passers-by, and a little girl with ponytails left her companion to pass him a paper and asked him if he could add a WeChat message, but Li Bai walked away without stopping.He hasn't signed up for WeChat yet.He wiped his face with his sleeve.

Just walked outside a craft bar in Sanlitun.The height of the second floor, there are a few tables in the open air on the platform, decorated like a garden, and there are people holding guitars and singing at the door of the inner room.There were already people sitting on the largest white square table in the corner, waiting for them. One woman and two men, both young people, were greeting them from a distance.

Yang Jian walked behind Fang Zhaozhi, and everyone stood up to hug him or shake hands with him.

The atmosphere soon became lively.

Li Bai stood in the shadow by the entrance of the toilet on the opposite side, his eyes were blocked by Fang Zhaozhi most of the time, but he could occasionally see Yang Jian's side face.

It was probably an old classmate, and the conversation went smoothly at first glance. So many people ate French fries and dipped in the same plate of ketchup, and they didn't dislike each other.The light bulb was fixed on the table with a long pole, and it was shaken by the shock, the cups were touched with a sound, and the grilled chicken pizza was brought up one by one, the laughter became more and more dense, and Yang Jian was the quietest That one, doesn't eat much, doesn't even talk much, just drinks silently.

"Senior brother is quite depressed recently—" Li Bai heard Fang Zhaozhi's voice.

Later, the great doctor who taught people to live a healthy life every day also began to fill the mouth of the bottle.He obviously didn't touch this thing often, and he had to eat and press down after taking a few sips. The old classmate across the table even called a waiter and ordered him orange juice.

Then Fang Zhaozhi suddenly patted the table and stood up, took off Yang Jian's glasses unexpectedly, and almost pressed the person on the backrest to look into his eyes, getting very close, "I said, you should go to a specialized hospital to have a look!" The voice was also good big.

Is he drunk?

Li Bai's eyes were dry from crying.

And Yang Jian escaped with great difficulty, and finally pushed his junior brother to sleep on the table next to him, wiped his hands, and didn't rush to put back his two pieces of glass, and started smoking.

Li Bai stopped crying and began to sneer.He thought that Yang Jian must have forgotten the agreement, let alone what day it is, or he didn't need to forget it, but he just didn't care, and he could afford to put it down—he also had cigarettes, and he started smoking too.

It's been a few days since I've touched this taste, and the seven yuan five pack of Hongtashan tastes very bad.

And Yang Jian's cigarette seemed very attractive, or Nanjing? The white smoke curled up, and the other people at the same table also started to touch the lighter, which woke Fang Zhaozhi up.He didn't know how to coax him, but instead of stopping him, the man took out a cigarette from Yang Jian's cigarette case and held it tremblingly in his mouth.

"Come here, order it for our doctor Fang!" The booing continued, "Brother scissors are quick, hurry up!"

Li Bai saw Yang Jian's left hand, lifted it up to the table, and spread out his five fingers.

"What kind of lighter do you need? I'll return it to you later! Don't you have one in your mouth now?" Someone pushed it back.

Fang Zhaozhi covered his face and looked up and smirked. Yang Jian seemed to be smiling too, and seemed to be shaking his head, but his left arm on the back of the sofa was indeed raised a bit, and he walked around behind Fang Zhaozhi, pulling people closer to him. , His right hand did put two fingers on his lips, clamped the cigarette rod, turned his shoulders, and approached Fang Zhaozhi's trembling cigarette tail.

Smoke, fire, twine, devour.

The light and shadow are beautiful and ambiguous.

However, as soon as he got on, Yang Jian's brows and eyes suddenly lit up, extremely bright, even without the reflection of the lens.It's like staring at something fascinated, but it's not Fang Zhaozhi.

Li Bai held his breath, he could feel that gaze, for the first time tonight, brushed against his body and nailed it to his face.

A little pissed off, isn't it.

But why are you angry?Angry that I smoke like you?Then it's fine if I don't smoke.I kill it.Fang Zhaozhi put down his hand covering his face, and put it on Yang Jian's shoulder naturally, and half of Li Bai's cigarette also fell down. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the track drawn by the scarlet, like a comet, with tiny sparks, and finally Fall on the back of your hand.

It hurts!Does it really hurt?He finally felt pain again, it wasn't the numbness of the needle, it wasn't the oxygen from the incision, it was the pain!Only the living can suffer.If it's not extinguished, it's still burning, so just press it tighter, just press it in, and melt a piece of flesh and blood!

Burn a part of yourself to ashes, can you exchange the opportunity to burn the hated people to death?He has long wanted to try using it as an ashtray.

Li Bai looked at Yang Jian calmly, this feeling was no different from laughing.

The cigarette on the opposite side was finally lit, just a few seconds later, but Li Bai wanted to say "finally", and his cigarette went out.

At the same time, Yang Jian also looked like he was just waking up from a dream. He actually pushed Fang Zhaozhi away, stepped over the man, bumped into the table so that the table moved, and the lights flickered wildly. He actually walked straight towards Li Bai.

"Don't move!" He said loudly, his words were very clear, "If you run like before, I won't chase you."

Before Li Bai's steps could be pulled up, he was forced into the ground by himself.He blinked his eyelids in bewilderment, thinking it was strange, obviously he was the one who kept the contract longer, why did he act like a thief who was caught, Yang Jian approached, cornered him, and didn't grab his arm, She didn't shake his hand, just grabbed his collar and turned around to leave.Yang Jian carried him up the escalator like a dog with a collar, down, down, they came out of the glass building, walked up to the square, really walked a long way, Yang Jian Still dead, dragged him down the last few steps despite his stagger, squeezed through a gap between the bicycle and the holly, and dropped him on the grass.

Then Yang Jian himself knelt down, riding on Li Bai's waist, pinching his neck, eyes wide open, panting.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" But only one sentence was asked.

How could there be such a person, Li Bai exclaimed in his heart again, how could there be such a person as you.

An indifferent man.

An angry boy.

The sweat that falls on the face of such a person from his forehead is the boiling water of the desert, the venom of the cobra.

To drink or not to drink?

Li Bai licked the drop from his lips.

"I have something to do." He said, "I have something to do with you."

His voice was so choked that he couldn't let go, but he suddenly smiled without any resistance, just shaking his head slowly, the back of his head was stinging from the blades of grass, "Let me tell you, I can't be your friend, I'm here to tell you that I failed, utterly."

"Let me tell you..." Yang Jian, Teacher Yang, brother. "I love you."