"It's strange, why did you disappear in the blink of an eye when you saw someone?" the thin fellow muttered with wide eyes.

It's a dead end, and there's simply no place to hide people except for two large garbage cans.

Did he hide in the trash?

He walked lightly and suspiciously towards the trash can, and had just walked to the trash can before he could lift the lid.

I felt that someone was pinching my neck, and that hand was very strong, as if it was caught by a large iron tongs.

Then he felt himself lifted up in the air, and began to kick around with his feet.

"That's what you can do, and you're still stalking me...... Hey, why are you!" Ling Hao asked with a surprised expression.

He has been waiting for the person who is following him, who knows that as soon as he picked up this guy, he found that the person who followed him was actually Kong Xiangpeng.

"Hao...... Brother Hao, you ...... You put it first...... Let me down!" was pinched by Ling Hao's neck, Kong Xiangpeng couldn't breathe, and he could hear the gurgling sound of his neck bones.

This feeling was like the scythe of death on his neck, and with a slight stroke, he could have tea with Lord Yama.

Hearing Kong Xiangpeng's voice, Ling Hao realized that he was still pinching his neck, and quickly let go of his hand.

"Well, I'm sorry! But what are you doing with me? Ling Hao looked at Kong Xiangpeng apologetically.

Didn't this kid be very upright at first, and why is he still sneaking around people now?

Kong Xiangpeng squatted on the ground and rolled his eyes, gasping for breath, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, covering his neck and looking at Ling Hao with some horror in his eyes.

"I ...... I just wanted to talk to you about something. He spat and felt his throat feel more comfortable.

"Let's talk about things!" Ling Hao patted the dust on Kong Xiangpeng's body and said apologetically.

"I want to talk to you about Xia Rou!" Kong Xiangpeng stood up straight, and said seriously.

Hearing him say Xia Rou, Ling Hao also got serious, looking Kong Xiangpeng up and down.

From Kong Xiangpeng's eyes, it can be seen that he really likes Xia Rou, did he come to himself to let him quit?

If that's the case, there's nothing to talk about, although he somewhat admires Kong Xiangpeng.

Thinking of this, Ling Hao's eyes also turned cold.

"Do you think I'm here to find you, to beg you to give Xia Rou to me?" Seeing Ling Hao's eyes, Kong Xiangpeng seemed to have guessed his thoughts.

Without waiting for Ling Hao to speak, Kong Xiangpeng had a wry smile on his face.

"Actually, I'm not here for you to give Xia Rou to me. After Kong Xiangpeng sighed heavily, he didn't care about the dirt on the ground, and sat on the ground with his back against the wall, his eyes full of sadness.

"When I saw Xia Rou for the first time, I liked her. Kong Xiangpeng's words to Ling Hao were actually more like saying to himself.

sad eyes, but there was a slight smile on his face, as if he was recalling the moment he saw Xia Rou at that time.

Ling Hao didn't interrupt him, he also sat down in a row with him, and handed it to Kong Xiangpeng.

"When I first saw her, she was also wearing a school uniform, but she was wearing a mask, covering half of her face, and her eyes always showed timidity and helplessness when she saw strangers, maybe this is what attracted me to her, and made me want to protect her and get close to her. Kong Xiangpeng took a deep puff of his cigarette.

"Maybe I'm also attracted by her soft and weak feeling. The corners of Ling Hao's mouth rose slightly.

It seems that the scene in the peach blossom garden has been reproduced in front of me again, the little girl sitting under the peach blossom tree and crying.

"She doesn't talk a lot, and she doesn't like to be in contact with strangers, and every time I say a lot, she just responds very simply, and I know she's perfunctory, but I'm happy. Kong Xiangpeng smiled self-deprecatingly, "Do you think I'm a bad pen?"

Ling Hao didn't answer this sentence because he didn't know how to evaluate it.

But he can understand Kong Xiangpeng's heart, sweet but very painful.

"I like her very much, but I can't say it, I'm afraid I can't even be a friend if I say it, but I once asked her what kind of boy she likes. Kong Xiangpeng said, and his heart was even more bitter here.

"What kind of boy does she like?" Hearing this, Ling Hao instantly became a little excited.

She didn't say. Kong Xiangpeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

At that time, she subconsciously lowered her head to look at the bracelet on her wrist, and she didn't know who gave it to her, but it should be important to her. But in my opinion, she should like a handsome, tall, well, as tall as you, more than 1.8 meters, rich ......and handsome! Huh!"

"However, when it comes to bracelets, I remember that time, she didn't even want her life for this bracelet, her skin was severely allergic, and she ended up with injections for two days. ”

"What's going on?" Ling Hao's heart twitched.

"That time when she was washing the dishes, it was probably that the dish soap was too slippery and accidentally flushed the bracelet down the drain. ”

Speaking of this, Kong Xiangpeng paused before continuing, but his eyes were already slightly red.

Maybe this bracelet was really important to her, so at that time, her eyes instantly turned red, and she went crazy to look for it, because our house is an old house, and all the tenants' sewers are connected, you should know that it is very dirty and smelly, but she stubbornly searched for three hours in the sewer full of sewage, and her body was full of red rashes, crying while looking for it. When she found the bracelet, she didn't care about getting dirty, and I will always remember that smile, very sweet, happy from the bottom of my heart. That time was the craziest I've ever seen her, and I couldn't imagine that such a weak girl would get into the sewer that men didn't want to go down for that bracelet. ”

Bracelet!

Ling Hao's hand holding the cigarette shook slightly, was that bracelet so important to her?

His nose couldn't help but be sore, and he smoked desperately, trying to hide the pain in his heart.

"Since then, I have known that she has a person she likes!" Speaking of this, Kong Xiangpeng took a hard puff of his cigarette.

Just about to spit out the cigarette, I don't know if he smoked too hard or too excited, he kept coughing, coughing heartbreakingly, coughing to death.

Coughing and coughing tears came out.

He desperately raised his head, not wanting tears to fall, but his dark face was already full of tears.

"This cigarette is so choking!" he let out a long breath and flicked the cigarette butt away, "It's so cool!"

Ling Hao's mouth moved, but he couldn't say a word, as if he was choked by a hand.

"Do you know, the moment I saw you appear next to Xia Rou, I knew that she and I couldn't be together after all, she and I were like two parallel lines, even if we used to move forward together, in the end we were only two parallel lines, even if they were parallel lines, there could be no exceptions, intertwined?"

Ling Hao patted him on the shoulder, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and gave it to him.

He could really understand the pain in Kong Xiangpeng's heart.

It's like now that he clearly recognizes Xia Rou, but he can't recognize each other.

"Don't smoke, Xia Rou doesn't like men who smoke!" Kong Xiangpeng shook his head and declined Ling Hao's kindness.

Hearing this, Ling Hao took the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, put the cigarette into his mouth, and lit it.

Take a deep breath.

His good-looking sword eyebrows furrowed, this smoke, so bitter, so bitter.

He laughed at himself and found out that he really didn't know her, he didn't know what she liked, and he didn't know what she needed.

Do they have only one red line of friendship?

"Promise me, treat her well!" Kong Xiangpeng stood up and patted Ling Hao on the shoulder, "If you dare to bully her, I don't care if you are a big person or not, I will kill you desperately!"

Ling Hao raised his head and looked at Kong Xiangpeng, but he couldn't say a word, his throat was itchy and bitter.

His heart was heavy.

"If you don't want her, tell her, please turn around, I've been behind her. ”

Just watched Kong Xiangpeng turn around and leave.

His already thin back looked even thinner, as if a breeze could blow him down.

His back is so lonely, just like a street lamp at night, lonely, only endless loneliness accompanies him......