She always felt that it was Zhan Haoyang who refreshed the damage to her again and again, but she also gave him a fatal blow again and again when he was most desperate, but even if he misunderstood him again and again, he just endured it silently and accepted it all without saying a word!

He can't cry and yell like her, he can't be like her and simply go crazy, in a daze, and act arbitrarily for the sake of broken love, but he is always carefully planning their future while bearing the pain she gives him!

She was thinking about how to give up, how she didn't want him to miss him, no longer had the slightest relationship with him, and hurt him by saying the most heartless words, but he was still aiming to be with her and silently guarding her.

Who would love him as seriously as he did for a person like her, who was not at all cute or smart, and was he a fool? Is it stupid, idiot?

To whom did he tell all these grievances and pains?

Haiyan hugged Simeng's back worriedly, but the back of the caress trembled more and more, Haiyan could hear the sound of teeth colliding, and Han Mingcheng also noticed the same, squatting down and patting Simeng's shoulder.

"Squad leader...... He is not at all like people of our age, he can always think of things that we can't think of, and he will always rush ahead to do things that we can't even think of...... That's why he's the boss we follow, right? ”

"I don't want to admit it, but he does...... Fierce enough! Han Mingcheng squatted on the ground, looking a little deflated.

"Where is he?" Simeng's lips trembled and she asked, tears already wet her cheeks, "Where is he now?" ”

"It should be in the rental house at this time." Haiyan looked at a building opposite and said.

Simeng followed her gaze to the other side - wouldn't it? How can it be?

It was a neighborhood just across the road from the neighborhood where she lived, but the gate was not on the same street and hundreds of meters away!

"Building 10, Unit 2, 905." Haiyan supplemented.

"So what are you waiting for?" Han Mingcheng stood up first, seeing that Simeng still didn't react, he pulled her up and walked towards the community, his steps were getting faster and faster, and Simeng was getting faster and faster, and gradually he ran up, because he was too anxious, he was almost hit by a car when he crossed the street.

Simeng kept tears in her eyes, and from time to time she let out a soft whimper, she completely looked down on the road, and could only let Han Mingcheng pull it.

Haiyan also hurried over and led the way in front.

At first, when Simeng rented a house, my father thought it was too shabby and cheap, and he didn't rent a house here.

Each building has more than a dozen floors, and there is only one dilapidated small elevator on each floor, although it is night, through the faint street lamps, Simeng can still see pieces of wall skin falling off the wall, the anti-theft windows are rusty, the kitchen glass has thick oil stains, and the stairs are narrow and dilapidated.

Thinking that Zhan Haoyang would live in a place where even she couldn't help but sympathize, Simeng's heart was about to tear apart, and her eyes were dripping on the ground.

Standing in the elevator, Simeng finally couldn't help sobbing: "I suddenly felt that I didn't have the face to see him...... What he looks like now...... It's all my fault......"

"Simeng......" Haiyan didn't know what to say.

"Smack!" Simeng suddenly gave herself a loud slap in the face, which startled Haiyan and Han Mingcheng, and immediately grabbed her shaking hand.

"Simeng, what are you doing? It's not your fault! ”

"I hate myself, he has done so much for me, I actually don't trust him so much, I was angry that he didn't believe me when Bonin came, but now I am not more hateful than him!" Simeng's eyes were full of tears, as if the tears he had just controlled were about to burst out.

"Simeng, maybe the squad leader didn't let you know because he was worried about you, and now I'm suddenly a little afraid that the squad leader will kill me if I brought you here."

The elevator opened on the ninth floor, and before they could find the occupants, they were first attracted by the sound of low sobs, and they turned to the safe passage next to it, and saw a boy sitting on the steps with his head down.

The suppressed cry was made by him.

The first to react was Hai Yan, who stepped forward and asked loudly, "Zhang Bochao, what the hell are you crying here?" What happened to the squad leader? There was nervousness in her voice.

Zhang Bochao's crying stopped abruptly, he rubbed his eyes, raised his head, looked at them with red eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on Simeng, and slowly stood up.

"Yu Simeng, did you let Haoyang go? Even if I beg you! His voice was hoarse, and he had no spirit at all.

"Haoyang, what's wrong with him?" Simeng was a little frightened in his heart.

"Do you want me to tell you that you are willing to die in Haoyang?"

"Zhang Bochao, what are you talking nonsense?"

"I want to ask you, what are you bringing them here for?" Zhang Bochao suddenly roared at Haiyan, he pointed at Simeng and said, "Let her stab Haoyang again, and torture him until he is better off than dead?" ”

Then he pointed at Han Mingcheng: "Or let him show off his victory and see how unbearable Haoyang is?" ”

"It's not what you think, they all want to help the squad leader......" Haiyan explained anxiously.

"Jia Haiyan, you're fucking sick in the brain, right? Which of them can help Haoyang? Well? What can they do other than accept Haoyang's protection? ”

Simeng burst into tears again: "Zhang Bochao, it's my fault, it's all my fault!" Will you let me see him? Haoyang, what happened to him? ”

Zhang Bochao let out a strange laugh, like a sneer, mockery, and unwillingness, he took a step closer to Simeng, and looked at her eyes with his head slightly lowered: "You came here, you must know everything, you should be proud to be protected by Haoyang like this, right?" But Yu Simeng, do you know how much I wish you had never come, if there is any way to make Haoyang forget you from now on, I will never give up! I can't care how important you are to him, I just fucking want him to be well! I hope that he will be proud of the others every day, no one cares, no one cares, and lives a free life! ”

Zhang Bochao roared angrily, his red eyes flashing: "What are you doing now?" It's just to add problems to Haoyang, so that the stability that we originally carefully maintained becomes precarious again, you will throw Haoyang off in a hot head and run to find it, have you thought about him a little bit? Well? Just a little bit of Yu Simeng, you tell me, what the fuck are you thinking about him now? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Simeng was scolded and had no choice but to cry and wipe her tears, just heard Zhan Haoyang's dedication, her first thought was to run to him, to hug him and comfort him, to apologize to him, to beg for his forgiveness, to tell her all the thoughts she thought about day and night.

But now, even she doesn't know what she can do to help Haoyang when she comes over, and how much can she change the situation that Zhan Haoyang is facing now? He's hiding from his family's search in the city, and she's only getting attention.

But what could she do? Do you sit idly by and let him bear the burden alone when he knows the truth?

"I'm sorry, what do you think I should do? Let me do whatever I want! ”

"Let Haoyang give up on you!" Zhang Bochao said coldly, "Let him despair of you, and then give up on you completely!" ”

"Zhang Bochao, you kid is crazy!" Haiyan, who was powerless to refute by Zhang Bochao, finally couldn't help but scream.

"Or else? Did you really let him break off the relationship with his family for Yu Simeng? Not to mention that the Zhan family only has an only son in Haoyang, will he live a good life in the future? ”

At this time, Han Mingcheng, who had been silent, suddenly let out a mocking laugh, and he said: "You are too wide even his buddies, how to go on their own roads, it is their own decision, and it is not your turn to agree and arrange." Let's go with big eyes! ”

Han Mingcheng grabbed Simeng's wrist and was about to leave, but Zhang Bochao quickly punched Han Mingcheng and knocked him to the ground.

He blocked the door of the escape passage and said with a frightened face: "It's okay if you don't agree, then don't want to see Haoyang unless you knock me down!" ”

Han Mingcheng got up from the ground angrily, he knew that he was not Zhang Bochao's opponent, looking at his seriousness at this time, even Jia Haiyan, who had always been domineering, was three points weaker, not to mention him who had not been messing around much, just looking at Simeng, who was crying, her sad appearance made him unable to take care of a lot, and he had to compete when he stepped forward.

At this moment, a light voice interrupted their tense atmosphere.

"Okay, I promise you!"

The three of them were surprised to turn to Simeng, who spoke in surprise, although she burst into tears, but there was a smile on her face, she said: "You are right, I am afraid that this is the only thing I can do to help Haoyang, anyway, I have been ready to separate from Haoyang recently, even if it is sad, but I have always thought that we can no longer be possible, so ...... Anyway, the result remains the same, and it's great to be able to make him better! It's so nice......"

Simeng wiped the tears that hindered her from expressing her "great" mood, and wanted to laugh but cried, Haiyan stepped forward sadly and stroked her back.

After a while, Simeng raised his red teary eyes and said to Zhang Bochao, "Borrow your mobile phone to use it." ”

Zhang Bochao hesitated for a moment, but obediently took out his mobile phone and handed it to Simeng, Simeng clicked for a while, and then dialed a call, she said in a calm voice: "Zheng Jiajia, I know where Haoyang is!" ”

After ending the call, Simon stopped in front of Gate 905: "After you go in, none of you will speak!" ”

Zhang Bochao opened the door with the key, blocking Han Mingcheng and said, "You can't go in!" ”

Han Mingcheng snorted and stood beside him.

Simeng led the way in, and the first thing that caught his eye was the boy sitting on the windowsill opposite, dressed in light-colored casual clothes, sitting sideways, his face facing out of the window at the night, one hand casually on his lap, and the other hand pinching a can, motionless like a painting with the night as the background.

Even though the window was small enough for him to curl up and the windowsill was so narrow that he needed to rest his other foot on the ground, the painting was so beautiful that anyone who saw him at a glance felt suffocated! It was so beautiful that Simeng didn't dare to take a step forward from the moment she saw it, for fear of being disturbed by her.