When we are young and frivolous, we often show two extremes in the face of love.

One extreme, overconfident that the other party has the same mind as himself, but he doesn't dare to say it. At the other extreme, I always suspect that the other party doesn't like me, and even if I like it, I feel that I am not worthy of others.

Peng Zhan belongs to the former.

So when Tang Tang, who heard the two arguing, caught up and persuaded him to cherish Song Qiaoyin, Peng Zhan stubbornly thought that she was blaming herself, so she would retire.

"Tang Tang, Qiaoyin and I are not what you think. You don't have to be mentally burdened. ”

Chen Haotian interjected: "Why did you run out, how is she?" ”

"She's fine." Tang Tang said to Chen Haotian's back.

Chen Haotian didn't want to fight Peng Zhan, he felt like an idiot. It's better to guard Song Qiaoyin.

Only Peng Zhan and Tang Tang were left in the safe passage.

His face was still stained with blood, and the corners of his mouth were bruised. Looking at her, her eyes were shining with a deep light, like a teenager who couldn't get a gift, eager to get it, but didn't say it with a good face.

Tang Tang remembered that the writer Zhang Xiaohan wrote in a book: There is a kind of eternal teenager who only does one thing. Hiding in the corner of the wall to smoke, drinking all night, fighting for you, standing downstairs in your house late at night with red circles under your eyes and talking about your vulnerability.

They only do one thing, and that is to do whatever it takes to make you love him. Then turn your head and make someone else fall in love with him.

In the dim light, Tang Tang especially wanted to ask the young man in front of him: Do you know what love is? You have to die and live for love.

"I came to this school to wait for a boy named Ye Zheng. That's clear enough. Thank you for your support today. However, in the future, if you encounter this kind of thing, you can just leave, or help me call the police. After Tang Tang finished speaking, he walked down the stairs.

Walking down seven or eight steps, she remembered something and stopped. Peng Zhan, who had been watching her, had a beat. I heard her tone say with a bit of teasing: "Oh, your parents are here." Knowing that Qiaoyin has lost so much blood for you, she is very unhappy and is looking for you. Why don't you hide? ”

When Peng Zhan walked back to the ward, his parents' mood had stabilized. From the door of the ward, you can hear Peng Zhan's mother saying one by one, "It's evil." Are you dizzy or not? Hurry up and finish sewing, let's go home, and I'll make up for you. ”

Peng Zhan's father was listening to Chen Haotian's complaint: "Uncle, if Peng Zhan doesn't meddle in his affairs, Qiaoyin won't be hurt for him." ”

He knew that this kid didn't make a hard fight with him, but he just thought of a trick to calculate him.

Peng Zhan's father scolded his son and gritted his teeth.

Song Qiaoyin counted Chen Haotian and defended Peng Zhan a few words, Peng Zhan stood outside and listened, feeling that this fat girl was a little silly and cute.

Tossed until midnight, Song Qiaoyin finally returned to her room, locked the door to remove the resistance of her whole body, and buried her head on the soft quilt.

When she got up again, there was a wet patch on the quilt.

Doctors said her hand had injured a blood vessel and she couldn't move for three months. Wrap gauze all the time.

Chen Haotian asked, what should she do when she studies?

The doctor recognized that his face belonged to the bastard young man just now, and he didn't have the anger to say: Why did you go early? I want to learn not to go out to fight and cause trouble.

Peng Zhan's parents comforted her: "You take care of your injuries, we will support you if you can't get into college." Peng Zhan's mother held her tightly in her arms. She smelled the faint jasmine fragrance on Peng Zhan's mother, and was a little greedy for the warmth of that moment, and didn't want to leave that embrace.

However, sitting at the desk, she looked at her gauze-wrapped right hand and understood that she could not give up on herself because of the warmth of that moment.

There was a commotion in Peng Zhan's room.

She leaned against the door and listened with bated breath.

Peng Zhan's parents were reprimanding him.

Peng's father didn't know what to say, which caused Peng Zhan's dissatisfaction. He yelled, "Your purpose was never for me, why should you sacrifice me?" ”

Song Qiaoyin heard Peng Zhan's mother crying, and seemed to mention Peng Huan.

Then came the words: "What if she dies of blood loss?" You don't know that she has a special blood type, and you can't tolerate her mistakes. What a bastard. ”

......

Peng Zhan's mother cried again.

Peng Zhan shouted: "You are all forcing me." are pushing me. Someday you'll regret it. ”

Then there's the ear-aching slamming of the door.

Song Qiaoyin was confused.

But she knew that about blood type, she was talking about her.

The blood flowing through her body is RH-negative, which is often referred to as panda blood.

So, she has been avoiding getting herself hurt.

However, when she saw that someone was about to hurt Peng Zhan, she couldn't help but want to pounce on him to protect him.

It's a pity that the person he can't help but want to protect is not her.

Peng Zhan's mother turned on the soup mode again, and all kinds of blood-replenishing objects were piled up in front of her.

Apologetically touched her hair and coaxed her to eat the food.

Song Qiaoyin sighed in her heart, it seemed that this time she was going to break through the weight loss results she had worked so hard to maintain.

Peng Zhan ran away from home angrily that day, and was not found by Peng's father until the next day.

The first thing he did when he came back was to come to Song Qiaoyin's room and solemnly inform her that she would not follow him like a fart in the future.

"Because of Tang Tang?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm going to chase her. It's easy for her to misunderstand if you follow me all the time. ”

"Okay." Song Qiaoyin only answered him with one word, crisp and neat, like her usual style.

Peng Zhan thought that she would mention the incident of the night before yesterday, but she didn't say a word. Lie down on the table with your head down and practice writing with your left hand. The right hand wrapped into a rice dumpling is placed on the table, which is particularly eye-catching.

She started from one horizontal and one vertical seriously, and practiced attentively, as if Peng Zhan did not exist.

He looked at the crooked strokes on the Tianzi grid book in embarrassment, and it took a long time to brew and say something that should have been said a long time ago: "I'm sorry." Thank you. ”

Song Qiaoyin didn't look up, and the pen didn't stop, and asked him, "Is there anything else?" You can go out without it. Close the door for me. ”

After a while, she heard the sound of the door closing.

Six words, for the scar of the right hand. This is the sad song of her youth.

The pen stopped on the paper for a long time, and suddenly a teardrop that she couldn't control fell on the paper, wetting the "stupid" word she had just written.

The ugly words of twisting and turning, just like her, the whole person is wrapped in sorrow, which is really stupid.

From that day on, she had to get up half an hour earlier than usual every day, avoid meeting Peng Zhan in the morning, hurriedly eat bread or leftovers from last night, leave Peng's house softly, and take a public car wash to school alone.

She took the initiative to ask to change seats with Chen Haotian.

Chen Haotian used the excuse that he didn't want to share the table with Huaxin Radish, so he changed Li Yuman to Peng Zhan's side.

Li Yuman looked reluctant, but his heart blossomed.

The flowers on Chen Haotian's face have already bloomed in spring. Finally sitting with the goddess, he hesitated to reconcile with Peng Zhan and forgive him instead. How can he say that he can be at the same table with Song Qiaoyin, it is also the result of his death. Drink water and don't forget to dig wells.

When Peng Zhan entered the classroom, he saw Chen Haotian and Song Qiaoyin sitting together, and almost walked over to tell him to get out.

It wasn't until he saw Li Yuman waving his hand to signal that his seat was there, that he understood that Song Qiaoyin had changed seats.

He pretended to be casual and turned back to his seat, and his whole morning self-study heart was like a big stone blocked. Inexplicably unhappy.

The afterglow swept to Chen Haotian, who was obviously in an overly bright mood, Song Qiaoyin's back was straight, her injured right hand was on her lap, her left hand was pressing the book, and she looked at the blackboard without squinting.

Li Yuman leaned over and said: "Hero, do you regret that you were too reckless at the beginning?" ”

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