Chapter 172: Pain

Isn't it just well-behaved and obedient?

She Bai Yalan can, why can't I?

If Fang Chenchu likes it, I can not only be obedient, but I can also be coquettish and cute, even if I learn to cook and clean the house!

Thinking like this, Song Song was also a lot more down-to-earth, Fang Chenchu liked her, what did she coax? Can't be cowardly!

Song Song was so cold that his hands and feet were numb and he didn't stop, and when he went downstairs, he didn't see Fang Chenchu's figure, thinking that he should have walked away when she was looking for clothes to wear.

Looking at the thin ice on the ground and the biting cold wind, Song Song gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and rushed forward.

The road at the entrance of the community is neither long nor short, and this distance is a familiar route that Song Song can touch home with his eyes closed.

I don't know who poured a basin of water on the corner of the corner, and after the passage of time, a thin layer of ice has accumulated there.

By the time Song Song found out, her body had already slipped half along the friction of the ice.

"Hmm......"

She fell to her knees on the ground, and slid forward along the ground for a short distance, her knees were in great pain and heat because of the rubbing, but she didn't need to look at it, Song Song also knew that her two knees must have worn out the skin.

She stood up, bent down slightly, lifted a little bit of her down jacket, and looked through the gap in the edge, just to see the bright red blood flowing down her calves, and the cold wind blew on the "red" that still had body temperature, causing Song Song to inhale.

I just don't know if it's freezing or painful.

Not only her knees, but also the palms of her hands were frayed with skin.

Song Song glanced at his wounds angrily, and he didn't know why his ability was so great, just after leaving Fang Chenchu's side, he let himself be covered in bruises.

She limped forward, and soon walked through the dangerous bend over there, and when she looked up, she saw Fang Chenchu's slightly thin back, still so handsome!

Song Song just pulled a smile on his lips, opened his mouth and wanted to stop him, let him come and see his wounds, it is best to sell it in a proper way or something, but she just couldn't make a sound.

Why is the person standing next to Fang Chenchu so familiar, oh, it's really Bai Yalan.

Hiss......

It's really cold this day, it's dark, isn't Bai Yalan going home yet?

Also, who said that Bai Yalan must go home, Aunt Fang likes him so much, and so does Uncle Fang, it is very likely that she will stay at home for the night.

Where do you sleep?

It's not something she needs to care about, yes, she doesn't have to, she can't care......

Song Song was full of tears, only feeling that his body was so cold, and the cold wind around him seemed to be flowing back and forth in the small gap that was exposed, and even calling friends and friends with a lot of pain and sourness to drill into the wound of the broken skin, and gather in the middle along the blood and nerves.

In the end, it was all pressed on the crack of her heart.

This is presumably a sarcastic mockery?

Song Song looked at Bai Yalan and stretched out her hand to wrap around Fang Chenchu's arm, and Fang Chenchu still had such a gentle smile on his face, the two of them didn't know what they were talking about.

For the first time, she hated that her eyesight was so good, why didn't she just go blind when she stayed up late every day?

How could she see all the soy sauce bottles in Bai Yalan's hands clearly?

It turns out that Bai Yalan's status is already so important in Fang Chenchu's family? You can come out and help buy soy sauce.

The tears on Song Song's face couldn't be held back all of a sudden, her face was confused, and she was so tight and uncomfortable by the wind, she raised her palm, looked at the bloody mess, and then looked at the two figures who were walking farther and farther not far in front of her, and her vision gradually became confused.

Sometimes feelings come and go......

you, can this thing go?

Song Song laughed disdainfully, why can't he go?

After turning around, a lot of pictures appeared in Song Song's mind, including Yang Zhenzhen's smiling face, Yang Fan's banter, Fang Chenchu's initial indifferent awkwardness and the warm embrace that still existed not long ago...... But all of this eventually turned into a bubble and remained just the way it was.

The last time she saw the face of her best friend in her last life, hideous pleasure, disgusting indulgence.

Song Song felt that she was stupid enough, she couldn't play with white honey before, so she lost Shen Kun, which is understandable, it can be explained that she is too young to play scheming, and easily believes others.

But now?

Why is she alive all over again, and she can't play as a teenage high school student, the key is that these two people are still cousins.

She Song Song is really incompatible with the surname Bai, and she shouldn't appear in the same city.

Song Song stopped going home, she turned around and walked back from the bottom of the building, in the center of the community, the pavilion there was still there, and she wanted to sit for a while.

Song Song sat in a small corner of the pavilion, curled up with his legs and feet, the wound on his knee had dried up with blood, and he was trembling with the wound.

The down jacket was covered with the wound, and the only warmth it brought was mixed with pain, which made it uncomfortable for her to do anything, but Song Song just didn't move, she couldn't move.

From this angle, she could just see the window of Fang Chenchu's house, which was something that Song Song found out when she was bored before, but she didn't think that she would use it for peeping, because she went over and knocked on the door directly if she had something.

On the contrary, it is convenient for her current situation.

In the next half hour, Song Song watched many figures walk by the window, the lights kept bright and dazzling, shaking her eyes straight out of water, tsk, should she go to the hospital to see the ophthalmology, why can't she keep bubbling water?

It's weirdly embarrassing.

After looking at it for another half an hour, the light from that window was extinguished for a long time, but at the gate of the community opposite, there was never a single figure coming out, even if it was a car shadow.

Song Song's body was already frozen, her lips were unnaturally closed, and she clearly felt that her forehead and cheeks were numb as if she had lost consciousness.

She was a little scared, didn't she just wear a glowing green hat? She can't let herself be disfigured by the cold.

I thought of a news I saw before, a woman loves beauty, and she wore a short skirt on a date in winter and ended up with a cold facial paralysis, and since then her face has been uncoordinated, let alone a boyfriend, and life is difficult.

Song Song put his legs back on the ground, rubbed his hands back and forth quickly, jumped on the spot a few times, and ran back to his corridor like a fly.

For a long distance in between, she never looked back, but the moment she entered the corridor, she cried again.

The residents on the second floor stared at them in horror, and a flashlight trembled in their hands, shaking as if they were jumping.

He had just slept in a daze, how could he hear a woman crying outside the door? The voice was far and near, close and far away.

It's horrible......

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