"Do you owe a cigarette?"

Du Chen's tone was no longer like a spring breeze when chatting with Wang Man, and the cold tone coupled with the disdainful eyes made Zhao Pan shudder.

"You" Zhao Pan obviously didn't expect Du Chen to say this, and the person suddenly stood up from his seat.

"What are you, although you don't blame your parents for getting married, but it's your fault to show off your IQ."

Looking at Zhao Pan's condescending appearance, Du Chen did not have the previous sharpness, his straight back leaned back slightly, and his right leg was gently placed on his left leg. The hands were naturally placed on the knees, and the temperament of the whole person changed again.

If Du Chen's temperament just now was like an unsheathed sword, then now Du Chen has withdrawn the sword into the scabbard, returning to the basics, without revealing a bit of edge.

"Me"

For a moment, Zhao Pan's mind was a little confused. Since he was a child, almost everyone has held him, whether it is his parents, relatives, or friends around him, he has always been the focus of everyone. It has always been my own share of scolding others, where have others scolded me.

"What am I, looking at you like this, I don't want to hit you anymore. Go and see if there is a job for you at the zoo, lest you run around like this and get caught by the police. ”

"Oh yes, I'm not talking about breeders."

After Du Chen said this, several young people around him immediately laughed. It's not uncommon to scold people this year, but there are few who can scold so freshly and refinedly.

Hearing the laughter around him, Zhao Pan's face became more and more ugly, and the person in front of him suppressed him almost everywhere in terms of words, so that he couldn't find the words to fight back.

"Humph! Even people like you will just talk about it. In the future, he will be a representative of the second-rate son. ”

Zhao Pan was embarrassed, but he still held on to his mouth. Now he can't stand, let alone sit, he can only use this weak counterattack to show his sense of existence.

If you talk about talking about cannons, Du Chen dares to say that no one dares to say first, let alone Zhao Pan, who is such a fool.

"It seems that you are not only very inspirational, but also have a heart, it is really the world is big, but it is not as big as the heart eye you lack."

Well, Du Chen must admit that no matter who it is, his words can really make people sick.

"You're looking for death!"

Zhao Pan finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and the fist in his right hand was raised violently, and he was about to wave it like Du Chen.

Syllable!

The frightening bloody scene did not appear, Zhao Pan's right hand was held by a middle-aged man, and his strength was so great that Zhao Pan couldn't move.

"Quarrels are quarrels, just do it."

The middle-aged man's voice is very magnetic, with a Chinese character face and a pair of sunglasses on his face.

Zhao Pan obviously didn't listen, and his right hand exerted force again, but his violently trembling arm didn't advance an inch at all except for pain.

The middle-aged man pulled Zhao Pan to the seat with a slight force, with a breezy look on his face.

Seeing this scene, Du Chen couldn't help but look at this middle-aged man with admiration. Judging by the person's dress and the wrinkles on his face, the man is about 40 years old. But in terms of strength, I'm afraid that the two Zhao Pan can't compare to him.

And Wang Man and her best friend next to Zhao Pan were already stunned, Wang Man really didn't expect that the boy who was watching the play just now would be so sharp.

Du Chen shrugged at the middle-aged man, a helpless smile on his face. The middle-aged man seemed to understand what was happening here, and gave Du Chen a smile back, then turned around and sat back in his seat.

Looking at Zhao Pan who was sitting in the seat, Du Chen still didn't give him a good face, but he got up silently and walked to the place where the train was connected

This place is a smoking area for trains, but there are not many people now. Du Chen silently took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, unpacked it, and pulled out one.

In fact, Du Chen doesn't smoke often, or it can be said that he doesn't have a smoking addiction, but he occasionally smoked one in his previous life when he was socializing. And in this life, Du Chen is still the first person to come into contact with cigarettes. This box of cigarettes was bought before he got on the train, just to prevent the journey from being bored and to chat about something to comfort him.

The cigarette was slowly lit, and Du Chen took a deep breath. Feel the spicy smell of cigarette smoke flowing from your mouth into your trachea and then into your lungs. Feeling the heart beating because of the breath-holding, there is a familiar feeling that arises spontaneously.

How long has it been since I've seen this little kid? Du Chen asked himself.

Gently spitting out this cigarette, Du Chen didn't find an answer.

Thinking about his actions just now, Du Chen shook his head self-deprecatingly.

When you were a child, you had a conflict with your friends when they grabbed toys, and both sides cried, thinking that the world was going to collapse, but the parents of both sides laughed; When you grow up and see two children crying and even fighting because of toys, you do just like your own parents back then, shaking your head and smiling, not caring at all.

When you are thirty or forty years old, and you are broken because of a bad career or life, and your parents see their son come home and cry, they will not be surprised, they will not be helpless, but will only silently comfort you.

It's not because they don't love you, it's just that all the qiē you've been through, they all went through back then.

Age brings us more than just gray temples and faltering legs. What brings you more is the perception of life, as well as the attitude of not being surprised or even death.

The shaking of the train and the strong feeling of dizziness in his mind made Du Chen a little unable to stand. Just suddenly, a palm appeared behind his back and patted his shoulder.

"Borrow a cigarette, young man."

The voice was a little familiar, Du Chen turned his head and found that it was the middle-aged man just now.

Du Chen took out the cigarette and lighter, handed it to the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man was not pretentious, took out a cigarette from it and lit it, and then handed the cigarette and lighter back to Du Chen.

"Seeing that you are not very old, why do you smoke?"

If it is said that the beginning of friendship between men is in addition to the wine table and going to the toilet together, smoking a cigarette together must be ranked third.

Du Chen leaned on the car door and said with a smile: "Whether a man smokes or not depends not on his age, but on his psychology. ”

There was a glint in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he quickly disappeared and did not continue to talk. Because he knew that Du Chen didn't want to chat with him now.

The middle-aged man smoked much faster than Du Chen, and the cigarette only burned for a few minutes before he snuffed it out.

"I'm sure we'll meet again, lad. It's just that I hope that the next time we meet, it's not when I borrow your cigarette to smoke. ”