Chapter 393: The Nightmare of a Drunkard 21

The boy's heart slowed down, but it grew heavier and heavier, and he heard the footsteps getting closer, and he looked lightly at the door behind him, and felt a slight loosening of the door.

It's better to try your luck, he thought, and gently pushed the door open, maybe it was God's favor, the door really opened.

Although there was a small creak when the door opened, the group of guys didn't notice.

When Qiao Jinyuan entered the door, his whole body's attention was focused on the situation outside the crack in the door.

I saw the leading blue fur chasing after him, and the blue fur ran for a while, turned back again, and looked at a few nearby doors and wondered.

"Huh? Why do I feel like I'm around here? ”

"Could it be where to hide? Take a good look. "The name of the person who gave the order was Big Bear, and he was the leader of the gangsters, and he was also the older of them.

"This kid doesn't live here, so he shouldn't know anyone around here."

Blue Fur said, pushing the door on the other side.

It may have been his strength that made it big enough, and he pushed the door open at once.

Inside the door, there was a man in red shorts carrying a worn-out kettle watering flowers.

The man looked back and saw a blue-haired boy angrily pushing open the door of his house, and immediately rushed out with a kettle.

"What? Who are you and who are you looking for? ”

"Did you look, a kid ran over here just now?"

Blue fur plucked up his courage and looked at this person with confidence.

As a result, the other party is not a normal person who can communicate at all.

I saw the man carrying the kettle and pouring water on Lan Mao's body like watering a flower.

"I see that your young man is not clear-headed, so I'll make you sober.

On this street, you ask, who dares to enter my house? If you don't know who I am, you dare to provoke me. ”

The man said, tugging at the blue-haired collar.

"What? You move my brother, isn't it when a group of us are waste? ”

Big Bear said and swung his fist at the man, man, a dodge, and the iron kettle "bell" smashed into Big Bear's head.

"Little bunny, you guys are tired of being alive."

As the man spoke, a few boys from behind also rushed over, and at this time, everyone was in a mess, and they had forgotten the purpose of chasing the boy in the first place.

The boy leaned on the door, watching everything that was happening in front of him, his heart pounding.

The heart is indescribably happy, and finally someone has spoken out for himself, even if this person doesn't know who he is.

The man knocked down this group of boys with three strokes and five divisions by two, and this scene was really refreshing in the eyes of the teenager.

He was so excited that he seemed to cry out, but a little reason of his existence made him swallow back.

Then he turned around and saw a voluptuous woman smoking a cigarette and laughing at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not...... I......

I didn't mean to break in......"

The woman was wearing a sundress and had a plump figure, and the boy's eyes unconsciously saw where they shouldn't be looking, and his face turned red for a while.

"I know, you're hiding from those guys." The woman said, walking over to him.

"You ......," the boy wanted to ask her how she knew, and looked up to see the window on the second floor of her house.

"Leaning on the side, my sister wants to talk to the majestic brother opposite, don't let people see you, or you shouldn't be misunderstood."

The woman squinted and smiled, feeling a bit like a cat.

The boy got out of the way and let the woman out, he hid in the doorway, and overheard the conversation between the woman and the man opposite, "What, when will you start to do justice and clean up the little gangsters." "Seeking Chinese

"Don't you see, how arrogant these boys are, they dare to make that momentum when they break into my house, when we don't have a man in the house?"

"Yo, I didn't see it, you're usually quite funny and humorous, but you're so angry?"

The boy hid in the doorway and quietly looked at the two, only to see the woman leaning forward towards the man when she said her last words.

This action, the boy thought, the man's anger might be even greater.

What they talked about later was that the boy had no intention of listening, and his mind always had a woman smiling.

For a moment, he felt a little irritable and a little inexplicably happy.

After the woman finished talking to the person opposite, she went home and looked at him.

"What's your name?"

"Huh? I ......"

The boy didn't react.

"Or else? Don't scare me, what else do you have around you......"

"I ......

Thank you very much and see you later! ”

As he spoke, the boy ran away from the woman, he didn't have the courage to tell her his name, and suddenly he had a desire not to let the beautiful woman know who he was, let alone what kind of environment he was living in.

The woman chuckled as she looked at him as he fled.

The boy seemed to hear the cheerful laughter in his ears when he had run far away.

It was evening when the boy left the alley, and the sky was burning with clouds.

The roads have become more lively, with students leaving school, workers leaving work, and people riding bicycles back and forth through the alleys.

He can't go home, but where can he go if he can't go home? Those people will definitely go to the school to block him, but where else can they go?

Such a big world has never belonged to him to settle down.

He looked at the clouds in the sky and suddenly smiled, who is she? Doesn't she have a family of her own?

Was she so seductive since she was a child, or was she through something?

It was the first time the boy had been so interested in a person.

It's not that there are no beautiful girls in the school, but in his eyes, they are like girls of their age in the eyes of Gengji, either too shriveled or fat like a ball.

Thinking of this, shouldn't such a beautiful scene be seen with beautiful people?

He smiled and bought two bottles of watermelon juice from a roadside stall and ran into the alley.

……

Qiao Jinyuan woke up from his dream, still holding the pair of fluffy slippers in his arms, his head covered with sweat.

He put down his slippers and walked into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, his edges and corners were unusually sharp in the bright bathroom light.

This is a face that has experienced countless chaos, some tired, some false and some old.

What exactly can life make a person like?

He turned on the faucet, listened to the sound of running water, and suddenly laughed.

He was still old, and although everyone thought he was naΓ―ve, his age-revealing was revealed by his sunken eye sockets and unsmoothable fine lines.

There are some things that can be pretended, but I can't bear to observe them carefully, just like at this moment, he pretends to be a person who is much younger than his real age.

Usually, under careful dressing, everyone may not pay attention, but when the shell is removed, when he is completely exposed to the light, even if the traces of those years are carefully maintained, there will still be flaws.

is like a well-prepared identity, even if you have already entered the play, there will still be an end day.

He was never the director of the scene, he was just an actor, a sad actor.