36. You don't deserve me

Mo Zhen seems to have been hit, he didn't look for happiness for a while, he was completely clean, his life went on and on, moving forward regularly like biting a precise gear, except for going out to set up a stall every day, he stayed at home, no boredom, no thrill, so-so.

That afternoon, thick clouds and showers, before the nap watched TV for a while, the changed tone of the TV scrolled with a storm warning, willing to take it seriously, thinking that it might be the same as the rainy season a while ago to survive, after the nap still pushed the cart out, walking on the road sparse shadows, but the rain is not strong, to the snack street happy to find that he is open, the whole long street is empty, not even a wild cat, only a few storefront shops are open to the door, a few shopkeepers sit together to play poker. Willing to know that he couldn't do business today, he turned around and wanted to leave, but in an instant, the wind rose, rolling up a scoop of rain on his face, and the bottles and cans on the car were scattered, mixed with the sound of the signboard of the store colliding with the wall, and the blue sky and white day sounded a little gloomy. A pepper bottle rolled off the car, and in the blink of an eye, the pepper that had been scattered was melted away by the rain.

The rain became bigger instantly, and he couldn't react quickly, the wind blew the rain into his eyes, he squinted his eyes and pushed the cart hard, and it took a long time to go a little farther, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the drainage system on the snack street was not good, and the rain was accumulating without heels, and he saw that it was going to rise.

Leyi gritted his teeth, and wanted to put the small cart at those storefronts first, borrow it there today, and come back tomorrow to get it.

After pushing for a long time, it was finally almost there, but was stumped by a few steps, the shopkeepers played intoxicated, and the storm did not disturb them, and it was impossible for them to notice this movement, and they were willing to go over to ask someone to help first, but because they were not very familiar and not very embarrassed, they were hesitating, and suddenly someone came to the other side of the cart, standing on the other side of the cart, "You hold on, we carry it up." ā€

Leyi's eyes were almost open, but when he heard the voice, he could tell who it was, and there was a trace of concern, and the man seemed to realize it, and lifted the cart hard, and Leyi reacted and immediately exerted his strength, and the two of them worked together to lift the cart up.

The car was sent to the store, and he was willing to wipe his face, and glanced at Lin Qinghang beside him, wearing a suit, and his hair seemed to have been styled.

He looked down at the flip-flops on his feet, his toes curling involuntarily.

The rain was heavy and the two were trapped in the store.

"Do you want to eat something, it's easy to catch a cold when it rains, eat something hot." Lin Qinghang carefully built yƬ.

Nodding willingly, Lin Qinghang asked the waiter to order two bowls of wontons.

"You, again, passing by?"

The tone of willingness was obviously teasing, Lin Qinghang didn't hide it, and directly admitted, "I'll come to see you." ā€

"You, don't you, come often?"

"Have you seen me?"

Willing to nod, "A few times, when I saw the car, I thought it was wrong." ā€

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to know how you're doing."

Lin Qinghang was cramped, and his cautious eyes couldn't bear to look at it.

"I'm fine, you, don't come."

Lin Qinghang smiled, happy to think of his smile in the car before, and it was the same, trying his best to hide something, but he couldn't hide his lonely appearance. In the end, it was the person he liked, showing such an injured look, and it was impossible not to be moved.

But this little emotion couldn't compare to his anger and disappointment with Lin Qinghang.

"Leyi, I thought about it, and decided to tell you, I think you," Lin Qinghang's words were difficult to say, he knew that Leyi had a very bad impression of him now, and he wished that he had never known him, so he was extremely cautious in everything he said and did, for fear of provoking him to anger again, "Maybe you can rent a shop?" ā€

"Shop?"

Lin Qinghang saw that he didn't have too obvious resistance to it, and put his heart down and said, "Yes, like this kind of storefront shop, I have looked at a few places, the location is very good, and the price is also cheap, and there is an attic, you can live there, the place where you live now is too far from here, if you rent that store, you don't have to run at both ends, it is much more convenient." ā€

This was obviously prepared, and he refused without much thought.

Lin Qinghang was a little anxious, "Why?" ā€

Willing to get straight to the point, "No money." ā€

"I can help you ......"

"No," he was willing to refuse decisively, "Mr. Lin, I don't want to, I have anything to do with you again." ā€

A series of refusals drove Lin Qinghang directly to the bottom, he himself had no confidence in Leyi, and he was usually calm in front of big customers, as if all his confidence and pride had been sucked out in front of Leyi, like a defeated general.

I don't want to be involved with you anymore. The most obvious escape and rejection.

"Happy, you hate me so much."

"I can't do it, forgive you."

"I just want to make it up to you."

Leyi tilted his head, "Do you use money?" ā€

Lin Qinghang was speechless, the person in front of him, under the soft exterior was a hard heart, and every word he said was like a sharp knife, stabbing his heart with dull pain.

The rain was smoking, and it was just white outside.

Lin Qinghang looked at Leyi, looked out willingly, his eyes were focused, and just when Lin Qinghang thought that such silence would last until he was willing to leave, he suddenly opened his mouth and told a story, like telling a story.

"Mr. Lin, you know, I'm a, an orphan. I used to complain that God is unfair, why do I have to live such a life when there are so many people in this world. However, when I woke up that day, I saw you and suddenly felt that God was not so bad to me. ā€

"I haven't sued you, I like you for a long time."

Lin Qinghang's eyes suddenly widened.

"Before, I always thought that you were good to me because I was Chen Leyi, even if you liked me, it was not, you liked the real me. At times like this, I think, if only I knew you as I liked. But if that," Leyi pursed his lips and smiled, "you won't see me." I'm poor, I'm ordinary, I haven't read any books, and a person like me, who has nothing, can't come to you in my whole life. ā€

He sniffed, "At that time, I was really, very envious, Chen Leyi." ā€

"I am very happy to have friends, loved ones, and people I like, but at the same time I am very uneasy and have low self-esteem, because I know that the gentleness I enjoy has nothing to do with me. So even if it is very clear that I feel your heart, I have not dared to confess to you because I think I am too bad compared to Chen Leyi, and I am not worthy of you. ā€

"However, I later learned about your relationship with Xiao Luo," Leyi thought of Xiao Luo's arrogant attitude that day, and bit his lip, "I still feel disgusting when I think about it now." I don't understand, why there are, people like you? How ruthless a person must be to take a person who is originally scarred and used as a chess piece. I don't understand why you can, while entanglement with Xiao Luo, and at the same time ...... to me"

Willing to look at him blankly, Lin Qinghang looked at him with red eyes, and he couldn't form an army.

"Mr. Lin, I am still very poor, very ordinary, and still have nothing, but you are not worthy of me."

"You are not worthy of Chen Leyi."

"So, don't say make it up, make amends."

"No one will forgive you."

When the words fell, he looked at Lin Qinghang's eyes willingly, without dodging, Lin Qinghang looked at him, his eyes became redder and redder. He sat in the shop, with a steaming bowl of wontons on the table, but he was even more sad than if he had just been drenched in the rain.

The mistake I made was the sharp sword hidden in the corner, which was still sharp whenever I took it out, and it was like killing people.

Irretrievable, irretrievable.

Such a voice reverberated back and forth in his mind like a bell and drum.

You thought you had just lost him, but in reality you didn't have it at all, and you didn't deserve it.

The rain finally turned light, and he was willing to run out of the store, Lin Qinghang followed, and saw that he quickly ran to the bus stop in front of the street, just when a bus stopped, he jumped directly on it.

His steps were very brisk, he shook off the heavy rain, the corners of his mouth were upturned when he jumped into the car, and his figure was like those eighteen-year-old boys, young and pretty, like spring, full of sweet and full of vitality.

In a trance, the young man in Lin Qinghang's eyes showed a smiling face, a pair of shallow dimples, and a pair of light eyebrows.

He didn't look back.