Chapter 38: The Definition of Love

"Damn, did you give you face?" The thief who fell to the ground jumped up, screamed in his mouth, and the switchblade in his hand was ready to fire, rushing towards Xu Qiulin.

Before he arrived, he danced wildly.

or chop, or chop, or stab, or stab.

It was as if he was telling Xu Qiulin and said: "Boy, this is what you asked for, and the white knife will come in and the red knife will come out later, don't blame me." ”

Who knows, Xu Qiulin didn't seem to be afraid, and directly raised his fist and attacked the thief's face. I don't even know what it means to temporarily avoid the edge.

If it was in ancient times, such a person could be called a reckless man.

only heard the sound of 'stabbing', the two of them touched each other, the switchblade was a sharp weapon after all, and with a slight dip, Xu Qiulin's arm was cut out of a long mouth of about 15 centimeters, and the blood flowed.

As promised, Xu Qiulin's fist also hit the thief's face door heavily, this is completely a way of fighting with a thousand self-losses and eight hundred injuries to the enemy, fists and knives, which is more important, and the discerning person knows very well.

"Ah......" The onlookers next to them shouted in horror, in today's society, where have they ever seen such a scene, and it is still in broad daylight.

The thief didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so reckless, this heavy punch hit him directly on the bridge of his nose, and then his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.

Ignoring the knife wound on his arm, Xu Qiulin snatched Zhang Xiaoyu's backpack from the thief's hand, carried it on his shoulder, sat on the thief who fell to the ground, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed 110.

Yin Feng, who came later, saw Xu Qiulin, whose entire arm had been stained red with blood, took a breath of cool air, sped up his pace, and shouted: "Third child, are you okay?"

Xu Qiulin shook his head and said, "Look at him, I'll go and return the bag." ”

As soon as he stood up, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Yin Feng was next to him, and he was helped up, Xu Xiaodong and others finally rushed over, and when they saw Xu Qiulin's arm that was still bleeding, Lin Xu directly took off his shirt and bandaged it, and the bleeding speed was finally a little slower.

"Thanks, help me through. Xu Qiulin also knew that the reason why he didn't faint now was because of an obsession that supported him, so he had to hand over Zhang Xiaoyu's bag to her.

Seeing his appearance, Wang Tianlong shook his head helplessly.

Ask what the world is like, one thing for another.

He understands his brother, values feelings, and can do anything for his brother, but he didn't expect that he can still be desperate for love, and even brotherhood can be ignored.

I felt a little lost in my heart.

What about family?

Family, friendship, love.

Which is more important?

Wang Tianlong has never known how Xu Qiulin treats these three feelings, will he abandon family affection because of friendship, or abandon friendship because of love?

Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, perhaps, the three are the same for him, as a brother, he shouldn't be faced with such a choice.

……

"Your bag. Less than 500 meters away, with the support of Lin Xu and Zhao Donglei, it took nearly five minutes to arrive, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't cry anymore, and the moment she saw the bag, her brain was a little short-circuited, and she was still crying.

That bag didn't really matter to her, but what was in the bag.

Everyone has their own secrets.

"Your bag, don't cry. Xu Qiulin said again.

In a trance, Zhang Xiaoyu finally noticed that the bag in front of her was the bag she had been snatched by the thief, reached out and took it, and was about to say thank you, when she looked up and said blankly: "It's you?"

However, at this time, Xu Qiulin passed out directly.

"Third brother, third brother. Lin Xu and Zhao Donglei shouted, not knowing what to do.

"Get to the hospital, quickly. Zhang Xiaoyu reminded.

At this time, her heart was very flustered and confused.

She didn't expect to see Xu Qiulin in this situation.

Xu Qiulin confessed to her many times, but she refused, but when she needed help the most, he actually appeared in front of her, and he was injured because he helped her.

She has never known what kind of situation she is in with him, not to say that she hates it, but she can't talk about liking it, maybe she is sorry more!

After all, the man in front of her had made a promise to her, and it should be over for ten years.

In the past ten years, she doesn't know how others have lived, she only knows that she is not happy, or very poor. Sometimes she also wants to find a shoulder to lean on, but she never thinks of him, maybe it's a dislike in her bones!

……

What is love? humble waiting? or lowly giving?

Xu Qiulin seemed to be in a coma, but in fact he was just pretending to be in a coma, he didn't know how to face the girl in front of him now, after all, the ten-year agreement had not yet arrived, and he didn't want to know the result for the time being.

But he's already seen the results.

At the moment when Zhang Xiaoyu took the bag, he saw the ring on the middle finger of Zhang Xiaoyu's left hand.

Whether it's worth it or not, he doesn't have time to study it, he only knows the meaning of the middle finger ring, love or engagement, whatever the result is not acceptable to him.

He didn't want to be embarrassed to face her, at least not now.

When the ten-year contract expires, he will ask for a result.

In fact, Xu Qiulin didn't know if he still had feelings for Zhang Xiaoyu at this time, but when he saw her being hurt, he would be inexplicably impulsive, much more impulsive than his brother being humiliated.

He didn't want to influence her or control her life, but when he saw the ring on her finger, he would feel inexplicable heartache, a real heartache.

There's a kind of love called letting go, and the song sings like that.

But he wouldn't let go.

There is a kind of love called being cheap, and the song sings like this.

He's cheap enough.

There is a kind of love called attachment.

He didn't know if he would still be obsessed with her after ten years.

There is a kind of love called forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes.

But did he forget?

For the definition of love, there are too many, too many.

He didn't know which one to believe.

He just knew that he didn't want to disturb her, but he wanted to see her, and even if he didn't see her, he would miss it.

In love or engaged.

Are you in love or are you engaged?

At that moment, he didn't know what to choose.

So, he pretended to be unconscious.

He also never expected to meet him in this situation, it was close to the ten-year appointment, and he was reluctant to let go until the last moment, he had already received many blows ten years ago, and he did not want to strike another blow before the last one.

It's been ten years, and before you know it, it's been almost ten years.

In the past ten years, he has never taken the initiative to contact her, just to let her have more life experience and discover his goodness.

But she is actually in love and engaged?

How did he accept it?

I had to escape from reality in a coma.

Between facing and escaping, he once again chose to escape.

The outlook on life and values have been completely subverted.

He had always thought that he had really seen through and seen through it, but Xu Xiaodong's question woke him up and allowed him to improve again.

However, in the end, he still failed to understand, couldn't let go, couldn't think about it, couldn't see through, and couldn't forget these twelve-character mantras.

He is still not exempt from vulgarity.

It hit him a little hard.

It's been three years, and for three years after his parents left, he always thought that his thoughts had been sublimated, but the moment he saw Zhang Xiaoyu, he realized that he had been beaten back to his original form.

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