Chapter Twenty-Four: Some Things Are Better in Your Own Imagination
Li Moyan looked sideways, and it was Che Jin, one of the two waste firewood who was "counter-killed" by himself that day, and the roaring dog was sitting next to Chenfeng.
Li Moyan pointed to his face that was beaten into pork belly and did not speak.
"Big brother, leave it to me."
For the benevolence of oneself, stop the end of the purification.
Che Jin snapped his fingers handsomely at Li Moyan.
Li Moyan's originally swollen face was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the change was restored.
"Thanks, I owe you a favor this time." Li Moyan felt the pain on his face continue to reduce until it was as good as ever, and couldn't help but sigh at the miracle of the ability.
"You don't have to see your own people." Cha Jin said with a smile.
Strange to say, since the sloppy man caught himself back that night to experience this series of things, the three of them can be regarded as knowing each other. Although they were not friendly to themselves at first, in the spirit of contributing to social stability and harmony (in the spirit of sympathy for Muggles who were less than themselves), Li Moyan chose to spare the two of them for their unreasonable actions. The two thought it was another fat beating, but they didn't expect the other party to let go of themselves like this, which made Che Jin very happy, screamed one by one, and exchanged phone numbers with each other, which roughly means that as long as you are useful to our place, a phone call, even if you are thousands of miles away, you have to go to help you. The implication is that I have treated you like this, and when my car is in trouble, you can't stand idly by.
Although Li Moyan's impression of these two individuals is not very good, he can barely say that it is over, after all, who hasn't been sick and injured? This kid's war millennium is "Hua Tuo", just rush to this head, what else is there to say. Without the slightest hesitation, Li Moyan directly accepted the title of big brother.
It's just that no matter how bad this kid is, he is also the nominal boss of a big force, so casually he recognized a big brother, is this really good? Even if he himself is too weak for the time being, he thinks it's nothing. But if one day, as written in the novel, a few old monsters suddenly appeared in the force, passed on his peerless martial arts, helped him to ascend to the throne, and commanded the heroes, then I am not ...... Is it cool?
Godfather, inheritance, mission, the early scrap is not good, and the later stage will be wiped out in the snap of a finger! In this way, Che Jin ...... Chances are you're a protagonist! According to countless classic cases, the dog thief who went against the protagonist, and the person who bullied the protagonist when he was a weak chicken, will die!
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If that's the case, it doesn't work, it seems that you have to have a good relationship with him......
"It's you who see the outside, how can I feel embarrassed by your big brother, obviously you look a lot older than me. In the future, you will still call me Mo Yan, my friends will call me that. Isn't it? ”
Chen Feng replied respectfully, "Yes, Brother Yan." ”
Li Moyan's heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and his heart was three points of anger and seven points of killing intent. If he had a pig-killing knife in his hand at this time, then Chen Feng must have gone to Yama to report.
"Then I'll call you Brother Yan, we still have something to deal with, so let's go first, Brother Yan, Brother Feng, you eat well, this meal is mine." After that, without waiting for Mo Yan to be polite, Che Jin stood up directly and went to the front desk with the sloppy man to pay
After waving his hand to Li Moyan to say hello, he left in a hurry.
"I know what you're thinking." Chen Feng said without raising his head.
"Tell me about it."
After the anger, there is more helplessness.
"One, most of it may be YY in your own head, but it is undeniable that you are afraid. That is to say, in your heart, you have already developed the idea of living. Second, you think you're just a trickster to the world. ”
Li Moyan's expression was a little dazed.
yes, I'm just a trick, but I'm just as scared of death.
The most terrifying thing about growing up is that I reflect again and again, learn again and again, grow up again and again, and after changing again and again, I finally become the kind of person I used to hate the most. But I don't know what is even more terrible than this is that every time I grow up, I become the person I hated the most before I grew up. But you can't turn back, because what you are burdened with is not only survival, but also responsibility. Although I will hate myself more and more in the future, I will continue to compromise with society, but it doesn't matter, time will smooth out the edges and corners that I have left. Gradually integrate into the "sea of people" and become a part of them.
Chen Feng wiped the grease on his hands, raised his head, looked directly into Li Moyan's eyes, and said to him from the bottom of his heart: "Congratulations, you have found yourself and said goodbye to the life of the walking dead." Although I am curious about what changed you, if you don't want to say it, and I don't ask, there may be something more suitable to hide in your heart. ”
It's like a child who has a favorite toy in his heart, even if it doesn't belong to him.
Many people know that children like it, but to what extent they like it, that is a secret that belongs only to him.
In the days when Li Moyan left home, he sent text messages to his parents every day to report his safety, but he did not explain the reason for leaving home and dropping out of school. I don't know how many calls Li Moyan didn't answer, most of the time he just stared at the caller ID to sort out his thoughts, but every time his head became more and more messy. He really didn't know how to explain this kind of thing.
One afternoon four days ago, the showers had subsided for a while, and the weather was dreary.
The handsome young man sat alone in the corner of the café by the window, looking at the sky in a daze with a lonely expression. The girls passing by would more or less look at them so much, and some of them were bold, and they walked up directly to take a few photos, Li Moyan was not in the mood for them to pose or something.
Coldly, Li Moyan suddenly mustered up the courage to call his mother back.
Gently called Mom, and the silence on the other side of the phone lasted for more than ten minutes.
Li Moyan knew that his mother had already cried and her eyes were gone, but she didn't make a sound of crying. He understands that every mother is reluctant to show her vulnerable side in front of her children. So, he chose to wait in silence.
Eventually, the mother hung up first.
Li Moyan didn't remember very clearly what he talked about during the more than two hours of calls. After hanging up the phone, his mind was full of his mother's last sentence full of pleading, "Come back early".
Zhao Jing's life and death followed, her mother came back early, and what she once thought was out of reach, although she got it now, it changed in her heart.
It doesn't matter if you don't imagine that hypocrisy.
The love that Li Moyan felt: warm and firm.
I don't know when it started, he no longer dares to be coquettish like a child, let alone confused like an old man. No matter how many grievances you have in your heart, you won't talk to anyone. Even if there are thousands of holes on the body, it will not leak the slightest pain in front of people. Maybe sincerity is not necessarily exchanged for sincerity, but that doesn't mean everything.
Li Moyan didn't leave a single tear, he felt that his choice was right.