The rain stopped imperceptibly, thick clouds cut the night sky into several pieces, bright moonlight sprinkled through the cracks, and Beijing was still brightly lit after the rainstorm. Under the rows of street lamps, Mo Meng led Yang Haohui to walk forward quickly, but the former walked in a hurry, and the latter walked in a frustrated manner, like a female general returning from a victorious battle slipping a grizzled defeated dog.

After coming out of the messy restaurant, the two didn't say a word along the way. It's not that the restaurant incident made Yang Haohui feel bad, but after Mo Meng came out, he didn't say a word, and he didn't pay attention to Yang Haohui, just dragged him all the way back, as if he was sulking.

Yang Haohui is still a little in a trance, today is really a day when the amount of information is a bit explosive, why did he burst out with that kind of supernatural power in anger? Why Mo Meng can find himself without knowing the route? Why would Mo Meng be willing to take a shower and change clothes in the past? The things he wanted to ask were simply piled up.

"Hey. After thinking about it, Yang Haohui still mustered up the courage to ask Mo Meng and greeted him.

Mo Meng didn't speak, and shook the hand holding Yang Haohui hard, and his steps were a little faster.

"Hey. Yang Haohui was helpless, so he could only call again.

There was still no response, and the pace was a little faster.

"Don't go so fast, your hands are about to be pulled off. Yang Haohui helplessly held back this sentence.

Mo Meng stopped suddenly, and Yang Haohui was caught off guard and collided with her.

"What's the matter?" Yang Haohui clutched his aching chest, and found that Mo Meng turned around and stared at him with a dark face, and his cheeks bulged.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? The road is so far away and you don't tell me! Do you know how long this girl has been running?" she said as she lifted one of her trouser legs, revealing a circle of soaked bandages, "Don't you know that this girl is sick!"

"Oh oh oh ......" Yang Haohui was a little dazed by Mo Meng's roar, but after a moment he reacted, "But I remember that we agreed not to take you there......"

"Hmph!" Mo Meng blocked Yang Haohui's mouth with a burst of soul, "Don't bring a big ass! If I hadn't come over, you would have been bullied to death by others! That stupid big man wants to fix you, you don't know? Why did the usually smart head turn into a big pig's trotter when he saw that young lady?"

"You know they're going to fix me?"

"Humph!"

"No, can we chat normally......"

"Big pig's trotters!"

The chat was interrupted, and countless painful lessons taught Yang Haohui that he couldn't use normal logic to communicate with each other when Mo Meng was angry, even though he didn't know what Mo Meng was angry about. The two of them stood on the street like this, Mo Meng turned his head with his chest in his arms, and Yang Haohui looked at the sky with a loveless face.

After a while, Yang Haohui heard Mo Meng muttering: "Who am I with that, who is good-looking?"

"Honestly?"

"Honestly. ”

"You. "At the time of life and death, Yang Haohui can still clarify the overall situation, anyway, what he said is indeed the truth. He really didn't expect that the dirty little beggar was really a good-looking little princess after being washed white.

Mo Meng flattened her mouth, her little face shook a few times, and she seemed to want to be more serious for a while. But a moment later, she still laughed out loud, her eyebrows curled with laughter.

"Okay, okay, I'm winning, happy. Mo Meng smiled again.

"What did you win?" Yang Haohui was puzzled.

Mo Meng said proudly: "I'm better looking than that young lady, officially certified." ”

"What are you comparing to her?" Yang Haohui looked at Mo Meng's clothes, "It will look better if you change your clothes, speaking of which, you seem to be mine." ”

"Yes, my clothes are all rotten, I borrowed them to wear them, they are very comfortable, but they are a little bigger. Mo Meng made a big font and turned around, wearing a slightly larger hoodie that was loose and loose.

"You said they were going to fix me, how did you know?" Yang Haohui was curious about this question.

"I heard it, I met a stupid big guy at the door, hit that ....... Oh yes, phone. He was talking to someone on the phone and saying, 'I want to let Yang Haohui's kid not get off the stage tonight' or something, I didn't feel at ease, so I sneaked in. While talking, Mo Meng grinned and imitated Pan Chen's face.

Yang Haohui was thoughtful, before the dinner began, he didn't quite understand why Pan Chen was late as the host, but now he obviously had the answer.

"So, you're following me here?"

Mo Meng shook his head: "No, but I know where you go, because we have an agreement." ”

"What agreement?" Yang Haohui didn't understand.

"If you give me a place to live, then when you are bullied, this girl will give you a walk, which will be valid for life. Mo Meng looked at Yang Haohui's eyes and paused word by word.

Yang Haohui froze.

The night breeze is coming at this moment, with the fragrance of wisps of locust flowers. He tilted his head, and Mo Meng also tilted his head, and his hair fell from his ears. The girl's eyes were full of seriousness, Yang Haohui thought that this was a joke, a somewhat willful little excuse that Mo Meng made up in order to find a place to live, but Mo Meng really remembered it in her heart, stubbornly and clumsily complied with it.

How long has it been? The feeling of being so valued by another person. In the past six years, he has been a genius in the eyes of others, an orphan, a freak, a tragedy that should never have been born, an existence abandoned by his parents, and a monster who has been abandoned by the world....... It's just that no one treats him as a normal child.

He is used to saying "I'm out" to the picture at the head of the bed, and he is also used to saying "I'm back" to the empty old house. But today, in addition to his parents, he was told for the second time, "Let's go home."

There is still a person in this world who will wait for him to come home.

The corners of Yang Haohui's eyes suddenly became a little sour, and he hurriedly raised his hand to cover it. He was about to cry, but he wanted to laugh so much.

Mo Meng was startled, and hurriedly patted Yang Haohui's forehead: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you still crying." ”

"Nope. Yang Haohui slapped Mo Meng's hand away and sniffed hard, "You are so good-looking, you flashed into my eyes." ”

He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Are you in the restaurant...... Forget it, nothing. ”

He wanted to ask Mo Meng if he saw what was going on with him in that "angry state", but then he stopped talking. Yang Haohui understood what Mo Meng should know, but his heart suddenly became afraid. There is one percent, if Mo Meng doesn't know the reason, then the self in the "angry state" will make her afraid.

Yang Haohui inexplicably remembered Fang Xinyu's eyes, the alienated, strange and fearful eyes in the restaurant.

"What's wrong with the restaurant?" Mo Meng looked puzzled.

"It's fine. Yang Haohui hurriedly interrupted the topic, "Last question, what are you coming here for?"

Mo Meng was stunned for a moment, her face suddenly turned a little red, she didn't answer, lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes crampedly.

After a while, she took something out of her coat pocket and stuffed it for Yang Haohui. Yang Haohui looked down and saw that it was the iron alarm clock he gave to Mo Meng.

Mo Meng silently pressed the button behind the alarm clock, the iron alarm clock trembled slightly, and the song rang.

It's actually a happy birthday.

Yang Haohui understood that Mo Meng was here to celebrate his birthday.

After all, it is a small toy that Yang Haohui saved from waste materials, and the quality is not high. The singing voice is very soft, and the sound quality is not very good, mixed with some electric noise. But no one spoke anymore, and both of them listened attentively. The song traveled far and wide in the night wind, pulling Yang Haohui's memory back to the past.

He had forgotten for a long time, it turned out that the day he had set was his birthday. It's inevitably ridiculous to think about it now, the birthday gift I wanted to give to Fang Xinyu was actually set for my birthday. Maybe it's because she wants Fang Xinyu to remember herself, or maybe she just wants to stop her every birthday in the future from being so cold.

Happy birthday to you...... The song ends.

"Happy birthday, Brother Yang. ”

Yang Haohui looked up at Mo Meng, the girl's face was flushed, so obvious that she could see it clearly even in the night. Obviously for such a simple sentence, she braved her leg injury and ran against the torrential rain, but she was so twisted and shy when she really said it.

A few tears flowed silently and were gently wiped away by Mo Meng.

The girl ...... How many times do you have to move yourself before you give up?

"Isn't this still crying?" Mo Meng smiled, "Today is your birthday, Brother Yang, be happy." ”

"yes, I'm sorry. Yang Haohui tried to calm down and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"It's a big deal, just invite me to eat something delicious. ”

"Shouldn't you invite me for my birthday?"

"But I don't have any money. ”

"It's convincing. ”

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison.

"Now, I'm hungry, let's go home. ”

"Well, let's go home. ”

Mo Meng took Yang Haohui's hand and turned to leave.

At this moment, Yang Haohui suddenly stumbled. Perhaps due to the influence of the previous rampage, the lace of his left leather shoe was broken at some point, and he almost got a heel. He subconsciously leaned over to tie it, and the hexagonal crystal on his chest slid out.

Yang Haohui fastened his shoelaces and raised his head, seeing Mo Meng looking at him with frightened eyes that he had never seen before, as if he had found some newly unearthed cultural relics.

“...... Key. Mo Meng's voice trembled slightly.

"What?" Yang Haohui was a little frightened by Mo Meng's appearance.

"The key!" Mo Meng's voice turned from shock to surprise, and he stepped forward to grab Yang Haohui's crystal necklace.

"Wait, wait!" Yang Haohui quickly dodged, "What key? What the hell are you talking about?"

"The key! the key to my home!" Mo Meng pointed to the hexagonal crystal around Yang Haohui's neck, "That necklace, with it, I can go home!"

Yang Haohui thought for a few seconds and said, "In other words, in the past few days, you have been rummaging through boxes and cabinets to make the family restless, are you looking for this necklace?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mo Meng nodded excitedly like a chicken pecking rice, "Who knows it's on you, Brother Yang." ”

But in this case, two doubts arise. ”

"What's suspicious?" Mo Meng was puzzled.

"First, how do you know that the key is with me?, if you prompted us to meet because you wanted to rob me, then our encounter should have been an accident. But since there is the act of looking for the "key" at home, the encounter is not an accident. Yang Haohui held up a finger.

"Second, this necklace is a relic left to me by my parents. I've been carrying it with me since I was six years old, and if this is your 'key' home, how have you been back home all these years?" he held up a second finger.

"I ...... I, it's a secret! I can't explain it to you. Mo Meng was a little overwhelmed by the barrage of questions.

"I don't mind if you have something to hide, I haven't asked more questions in the past few days, have I? But this necklace is really important to me, and I need a proof that can convince me, otherwise this necklace really can't be given to you. ”

Mo Meng bit her lip, and complicated expressions staggered on Mo Meng's little face, confused, aggrieved, angry, and finally depressed.

"Proof...... Brother Yang, I haven't given you a birthday gift yet. ”

"Huh?" Yang Haohui didn't understand the connection between the two topics.

"I'm going to prove it now!" Mo Meng's face was suddenly full of determination that he was about to enter the execution ground!

At a speed close to teleportation, Mo Meng rushed towards Yang Haohui. Yang Haohui almost instinctively thought that Mo Meng was going to snatch the necklace, he subconsciously closed his eyes and waited, not wanting to dodge at all. Long ago when they first met, Mo Meng was able to hijack his existence with a broken leg.

But the imaginary pull didn't come, replaced by a soft touch on the lips.

The chirping of cicadas and the sound of the wind all disappeared from my ears at this moment. He opened his eyes in a daze, and Mo Meng's slender eyelashes trembled slightly in front of him.

It's actually ...... A kiss.

The brain is whitewashed in an instant, and time seems to stand still. Yang Haohui could feel that his consciousness was draining rapidly, and he couldn't move anymore, like a silkworm bound by a cocoon.

Memories came flooding back like a frenzy, and he remembered it! He remembered that rainy night that he could never recall!

It's not a blurry light and shadow, it's so clear and heavy. There were shattered images in front of me, rainy nights, lawns, the sound of the wind like ancient spells, the glowing doors standing upright on the ground, the two familiar and unfamiliar figures, and the last words of the parents before fainting.

- We love you.

The light of all the street lamps flickered for a moment, emitting a harsh electric sound, and then extinguished one by one, as if rows of torches in a cave had been blown out by the mountain wind. Then there are the buildings in the distance, and the residential buildings in the distance....... All power facilities were completely shut down at this moment. Just as it was six years ago today, the city of Beijing was once again plunged into complete darkness. Only the hexagonal crystal on Yang Haohui's chest is also six years later, emitting an incomparable blazing light!

Arch-shaped glare of the eye!

In the moments before his consciousness finally dissipated, Yang Haohui heard a few fluttering words.

"Brother Yang, this is my first kiss, it's cheaper for you. I have nothing to give you, but this is how to prove my word. ”

"The 'key' actually activated itself, sorry, and swept you in. ”

"You must come to me, you must come to me. ”

"Thank you, Brother Yang, I've had a very happy past few days......"

On the evening of August 13, 2018, the bright light disappeared, and Yang Haohui and Mo Meng disappeared into the pitch-black city of Beijing at the same time, just like today 12 years ago.

At the same time, a heroic hymn was officially unveiled in this world.

- May every teenager find the girl who makes you worthy of tears

To be continued.......