"Brother Wen, today after school No. 3 Middle School said that he would block us." Chen Fei sneaked to the end of the classroom and whispered to Wen Jing who was lying on the table.

"Got it." Wen Jing's interest was not high, or he hadn't eased up yet.

He had drunk a lot of alcohol alone in his room last night, and the floor was covered with pinched beer cans and extinguished cigarette butts.

He clutched a piece of paper tightly in his hand, and his handwriting was beautiful.

This is a letter, and the end of the letter is signed.

"Damn, you made me wait for you for five years, so that I was not allowed to go to other girls, and let me guard myself like jade, I did it, but what about you?"

Wen Jing punched against the wall, his eyes full of scarlet, "Shi Ran, you said you wouldn't lie to me." ”

Blood flowed down the back of Wen Jing's hand, but he didn't care.

When he finished venting, he sat on the ground weakly, his head down.

The paper was stained with a little blood, and the letter was blackened by a signature pen, which could be vaguely distinguished, "Ah Jing, the five-year covenant, if I can't come back, forget about me." ”

At the same time, there are a few more lines of words at the end, and the handwriting is elegant and elegant, like a broken bamboo, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

"Shi Ran, you listen to me, five years, ten years, twenty years, I will wait and wait, I will set up an empty grave for you, if you can't get off the operating table, then be my wife."

...

In the middle of the class, Wen Jing was a little more sober, he opened the window, and the cold wind poured in, and many people shivered, but no one dared to remind him.

The teacher was still lecturing, but he didn't care, but he didn't bother, just took a lighter from the drawer and stuffed it into his pocket.

In the men's bathroom, Wen Jing opened the door of each cubicle, there was no one, he simply stood outside, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

Now, if you knew I smoked, you would scold me to death.

Wen Jing laughed, a little desolate, a little disdainful.

You're back!

He took a big gulp, swallowed slowly, and spit it out.

In the past two days, he has smoked several packs, "If I smoke to death, will I be able to accompany you?" ”

Wen Jing threw the cigarette butt into the garbage can, turned on the faucet, took the water with his hand and threw it on his face, he looked at himself in the mirror, some stubble came out, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was a little haggard, but he didn't care.

Anyway, I can't see what he looks like.

He walked out, but instead of going back to class, he went to the rooftop.

Not long after, the bell rang for the end of class, and a girl crept up and solemnly handed Wen Jing a letter.

He shook his head, but the girl still insisted.

"Wen Shao, I don't have any other ideas, I just want you to accept it."

At this time, several of Wen Jing's brothers also came, "Let's go, little sister, our Wen Shao is a typical mess, do you want to consider me?" "This is Chu Yu, Wen Jing's thirteen-year-old hair, and the only one who knows the truth of the matter.

Unlike Wen Jingzi, Chu Yu is a playboy.

The girl blushed and hurried away with the letter.

"Thank you." Wen Jing stood up from the ground, looked at the low building, and felt the loneliness in all directions.

"It's okay, brother."

"Brother Van." Chen Fei walked over, and there was Xu Feng by his side.

The two of them are Wen Jing's younger brothers, they recognized each other when they fought two years ago, and they have been following Wen Jing since then.

"Who is the leader over there?" It's been a long time since I've been fighting, and Wen Jing has itchy hands.

"Lu Yu."

"Hmm." Wen Jing knew this person, Lu Yu was a well-known bastard, and his father Lu Yuan was old and spoiled him, which also developed his arrogant and domineering character.

The relationship between the third middle school and the first middle school has always been bad, but I don't know what kind of limelight this Lu Yu is out of, Wen Jing smiled disdainfully.

"Let the brothers bring the good guys."

"Okay, Brother Van."

After school, Wen Jing didn't bring anything, he copied his pockets and walked out in a ruffian.

Beiliu Lane is their customary venue.

Wen Jing took the lead and walked in, followed by five or six people, and the third middle school on the opposite side had already arrived, and there were quite a few people in Wuyang.

Wen Jing felt his hands itch even more.

"You're Wen Jing?" The boy walking in front on the opposite side spoke, he was dressed as a famous brand, and Wen Jing guessed that he was Lu Yu.

He didn't answer, just squinted at him, full of disdain.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Lu Yu was angry, from childhood to adulthood, who was not used to him.

He picked up the baseball bat on the side and smashed it on Wen Jing's head.

Wen Jing took it with his right hand and dragged it back, Lu Yu stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeing that their eldest brother had the upper hand, the people behind him all picked up the guy and rushed towards Wen Jing.

A vicious battle began, there was no suspense, Wen Jing won, but he also hung colors.

Actually, he can not get hurt, but he just wants to vent.

Carry what you can, and then give others the heaviest counterattack.

The people on Lu Yu's side were a little scared, this was simply crazy, they held sticks, protected themselves, and slowly retreated.

"Don't go." Lu Yu shouted, he looked at the blood flowing on Wen Jing's arm, which was a little hairy, and there were other people's and his own.

"Brother Lu, let's go, that's a madman, we don't have the same knowledge as him." Lu Yu's little brother secretly dragged him and moved back.

Lu Yu looked at Wen Jing and then at the person behind him.

"Let's go!" He ordered, "But, you wait!"

The alley was empty, and there were only four or five people left.

"Brother Wen, are you alright?"

Chen Fei walked up and handed Wen Jing a disinfectant wipe.

"Hmm." Wen Jing wiped the wound on his arm, a long knife wound, he didn't know if it would leave a scar, but he didn't care. He's just a little tired, and it's not interesting to live like this every day, to have fun for himself, to find freshness to fill himself.

Although Wen Jing is a ruffian, he looks like a good student, with white skin, tall and well-born, and people around him say that it is a pity that he does not make his debut.

Shi Ran hated that he had wounds on his body the most, and he sighed, "Go to the hospital." "If you don't stitch, it is estimated that there will be a real scar.

"Okay." Chen Fei took a taxi, dismissed the remaining younger brother, and accompanied Wen Jing to the hospital.

Wen Jing said that he didn't need to accompany him, but he insisted and had to give up.

Wen Jing's wound had been bleeding, and when he arrived at the hospital, his arm was already bright red, which startled the nurse on duty, she hurriedly helped to register, and even saw that he was too handsome and wanted to get him a bed.

"No need." Wen Jing felt that he was fine, and he wiped the blood from his arm with a tissue as he walked to the emergency room.

Chen Fei had no choice but to open the way for him in front.

"Eh, what's going on?" The doctor in the emergency room was an old man in his fifties and sixties, with kind eyebrows and a worried face.

"I accidentally scratched it." Wen Jing made up a lie.

"You young people, so-so, be careful next time." The doctor didn't suspect it, just let Wen Jing sit on the stool, raise his arms flat, and then take out the alcohol cotton and needle and thread from the cabinet.

"It hurts a little, you bear with it."

"Hmm."

Soon, the doctor stitched up, a full eight stitches.

He wrapped it in gauze, and then instructed Wen Jing to change it frequently, and if it was suppurated, he should seek medical attention in time, and he must avoid spicy, tobacco and alcohol.

Wen Jing nodded, he understood.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, it was a call from Chu Yu.

"Jing, is LLS coming?"

LLS is a famous bar in the city of S, not far from the city hospital.

"Are you short of people?" Wen Jing didn't want to go, but he didn't have much to do when he got home.

"One more person, more fun." Chu Yu was in a commotion, and he couldn't hear clearly.

"Got it." Wen Jing hung up the phone, he and Chen Fei went out, it was already spring in March, but it was still very cold, and there were all kinds of down jackets, coats, and skirts on the street, as if they were not in the same season.

He lowered his sleeves and blocked the wound, "Chu Yu is looking for me, do you want to be with you?" ”

"I have something to do at night, hehe." Chen Fei talked about a girlfriend, in the fourth middle school, although the grades in the fourth middle school were not good, but they were very strict, and they had to go to evening self-study every day, and Chen Fei had to pick her up.

"Well, go ahead." Wen Jing said goodbye to Chen Fei, took a taxi, and reported the address.

Before getting into the car, he looked back, he always felt that someone was watching him in the dark, but he didn't see anything, he shook his head, just thought he was thinking too much.

When I got to LLS, there were a lot of people inside. As soon as Wen Jing entered, a bartender came to pick him up.

"Wen Shao, Chu Shao is in the box, please inside."

"Hmm."

Open the box, there are not many people inside, only Chu Yu is a man, Chu Yu plays very flowery, it can be said that women are not the same for 365 days, he is surrounded by four or five women, serving him tea and pouring water, hugging and hugging.

He sat down on the inside of the couch.

"Jing." Chu Yu had just finished drinking the red wine that a woman had fed him when he saw his brother.

"You play yours." Wen Jing asked the bartender to bring in a glass of orange juice, he turned on his phone, and played a game of entertainment.

"Wen Shao." A woman wrapped around his neck, this woman was new and didn't know Wen Jing's rules.

"Take it away."

"Let the slave family serve Wen Shao." The woman's body was full of strong perfume smell, Wen Jing frowned, he hated disobedient people the most.

"Wen Shao." The woman wanted to say something, but Wen Jing choked her neck, "Wen Shao!" Yes! The woman screamed, her hand kept holding Wen Jing's hand, but it was difficult to shake it.

"Jing." Chu Yu opened her mouth, obviously she had more air out and less air in.

Wen Jing threw the woman on the ground, then took a piece of paper from the coffee table and wiped his fingers carefully, as if he had touched something unclean.

"Get out." Wen Jing scolded, and the woman on the ground came back to her senses, screaming and running out of the door as if she had seen some flood beast.

The woman beside Chu Yu was even more atmospheric and didn't dare to come out, "Okay, beauties, let's play our own." ”

"Yes." They endured the fear and panic in their hearts and continued to serve Chu Yu.

Chu Yu played for a while, and he found that today's brother was quiet and a little scary, so he waved his hand and asked those people to leave.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yu turned off the music in the box.

Wen Jing leaned back on the sofa, a little tired.

"It's been five years." He sighed, "Chu Yu, I can't hold it anymore." ”

Chu Yu patted him on the shoulder, he saw what kind of life Wen Jing had lived all these years, he didn't know how to persuade him, if he was himself, he might have collapsed.

"She'll be back." Chu Yu opened his mouth, he knew that he was deceiving Wen Jing, or deceiving himself.

In fact, Wen Jing is not the only one who is looking forward to her return.

They're a triangle, the most solid triangle.

Shi Ran is like his sister, the sister who has been so kind and good since she was a child, is gone.

He didn't believe it, and he knew that Wen Jing didn't believe it either.

"Hmm." She'll be back tomorrow, tomorrow...

Wen Jing is using this tomorrow after tomorrow to support himself to live.

Because Shi Ran said that he was not allowed to die, this life was Shi Ran, and he was not qualified to die.

"Hurt again?" Chu Yu looked at the orange juice in front of Wen Jing, every time he was injured, he would take care of himself well, and he would not see the wound on his body, and then he would be injured again, and the cycle would start over and over again.

"Well, it's not a big deal." Wen Jing took another sip of orange juice, he didn't show Chu Yu his wounds, there was no need.

Late at night, Wen Jing and Chu Yu said goodbye and went home alone.