The sun sinks in the west, fades the golden rays, and glows softly like egg yolks, and the scenery seen at this time is another touching.

The four of them were also tired from walking, laughing enough, and went down to the bottom of the mountain, ready to go home.

Qiao Yunxia was walking, and when her eyes touched a certain place, she was suddenly stunned, and her footsteps stopped.

On the cement round platform for visitors to rest, a lazy teenager sits.

He propped his hands behind his back, his body half back, one foot flat and the other bent up. With a cigarette in his mouth, the ash burned for a long time, and was blown off his T-shirt by the wind, and the smoke drifted upwards.

The soft sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves above his head on his face, and his features and contours were as handsome as carvings, his skin was as white as porcelain, his nose was high, and his thin lips were pursed.

He just sat there, and there was a powerful aura around him, which made people dare not look directly. Looking at the sunflowers with deep eyes, blending into the surrounding scenery, it looks like a picture scroll, making the world stunned.

Qiao Yunxia loves to paint, and naturally has a pair of eyes that find beauty, as long as she looks at the beautiful scenery, the beautiful scenery will be deeply engraved into her mind, and then overflow from the tip of her pen, and the beautiful scenery will be fixed on her drawing board.

A girl in a princess dress smiled coquettishly, held a sunflower in her hand, broke into the picture scroll, and happily ran to the boy's side, awakening Qiao Yunxia's thoughts, and then came back to her senses to keep up with Ye Xiaoqing's pace.

A girl's delicate voice came from behind him: "Jing, look, this flower is so beautiful." To you. ”

"Don't," the boy replied coldly, in a nice voice. With a 'snap', Qiao Yunxia heard the sound of the flower being knocked down.

Turning his head to look, the sunflower fell on the ground under the round platform, the petals fell to the ground, the girl pouted aggrievedly, the boy got up and jumped off the round platform, and walked away indifferently, and the girl changed her smile and chased after her.

Qiao Yunxia turned her head and continued walking, but someone hit her shoulder hard, causing her to tilt and almost fall, but the person didn't say a word of sorry, and strode away.

Qiao Yunxia was so angry that she wanted to chase after her and argue, but found that it was the boy who hit her just now.

Qiao Yunxia thought to herself, it's a pity that he has a good skin, how can there be such a domineering and arrogant person in the world, it can be seen from his attitude towards that girl just now, he is not a good person.

The beauty of the picture scroll just now suddenly disappeared in her heart and became ugly.

I wanted to catch up with him and ask him to apologize, but those long legs were too fast.

Such a horizontal person, sooner or later, someone will clean it up, and there is no need to take action yourself.

I haven't seen my sister follow for a long time, Qiao Baiyu stopped, turned to look, and gestured: "Are you tired, do you have sore feet?" Brother carries you. ”

Qiao Yunxia blinked her big smart eyes and smiled, and said, "It doesn't hurt at all, I was attracted by the scenery over there, you have to pedal a bicycle when you go back, you don't have to carry it." ”

Until she graduated from junior high school, whenever she was tired of walking, she would squat on the ground and play tricks, and her brother would not get up if she didn't carry her. My brother was three years older than himself, and he was just a child at that time.

Now that they are all so old, my brother also said that he would carry her, and passers-by were not allowed to laugh at her.

Qiao Yunxia thought to herself, maybe her brother said that she was heavy, because she used to carry her often and back her in the shadows.

But while he said that it was heavy, he was still willing to carry it, and it turned out that the child who had his brother's pain was the happiest.

On the way to the park, some people gathered in front of them, talking about a dazzling locomotive, and some people took out their mobile phones and took a wild shot at the cool locomotive.

A few children were bouncing around the motorcycle, touching each other from time to time.

The four of them did not stop as they passed, but simply glanced sideways and continued walking.

The locomotive was painted in a colorful, fluorescent color, and it was very dazzling in the sunlight.

The onlookers were talking endlessly.

"This car is a limited edition, it was produced four years ago, there are only a few cars in the world, and this is the only one in the country, and the top rich people can't buy it with money. I was lucky to be able to see it for myself today. A man said.

"You're not bragging, are you? Looking at the unique appearance, it's not the same as running on the road, so expressive. The other man laughed.

"Don't believe it, do you know how much this car costs?"

"Tens of thousands, right?" The man was unsure.

"What are you kidding, tens of thousands, not even a single part. More than five million. ”

The man who seemed to know the goods proudly popularized science to the onlookers, and the big guy let out a burst of amazement when he heard the price he said.

On the ridge of the Kwai Garden in front of the left, Qiao Yunxia saw the boy again, he was leaning against the tree, shaking his legs, and he had a cigarette in his mouth.

He clasped his hands to his chest and looked at the distance in a daze, preoccupied look, and looked like a delinquent teenager.

The girl was like a plaster, tightly wrapped around his arm, wishing that her whole body would stick to him, holding a mobile phone in her hand, sticking to the boy and posing with various grimaces to take pictures, but the boy was always motionless, like a statue that could be photographed.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of 'click' from the crowd behind him, and the child cried loudly, and the four of them turned around to see that a little boy was sitting on the ground next to the locomotive, holding the broken rearview mirror in his hand, as if he had broken his buttocks, and his little face was red from crying.

"Oh, what should I do now, this kid is naughty, he broke off someone's rearview mirror, how much money do you have to lose, hurry up, don't wait for someone to catch you, it's none of our business."

The original onlookers fled the scene in a swarm, for fear of being involved with themselves, and they ran away after a while.

The mother who was left with only the child was anxious to coax the child, and she didn't know what to do with the rearview mirror, so she was in a hurry.

The boys who were in a daze on the ridge generally ran past the four of them, and the wind brought up had a unique aroma, a kind of demagogic aroma.

"Do you know what you're doing!" He ran close to the locomotive, and the tyrannical roar was like thunder in the sky, shaking his body.

The child, who was almost coaxed to stop crying, was frightened by this sound and cried even louder.

The mother knew that she was rude first, even if she was yelled, she apologized kindly, "I'm really sorry, I didn't pay attention for a while, the child fell into the rearview mirror and swinged, and accidentally broke off the mirror, how much money did you say, I will pay you, I'm really sorry." ”

"Compensation, can you afford it! A broken mirror, no matter how much money you spend, will it be restored to its original state! Don't make excuses for your incompetence, you spend money to buy a car again, and you don't have the land to buy it! The boy's tyrannical voice was still unabated, and then he turned his gaze to the child, glanced sharply, and pinched the child's chin in the next second, causing the child to cry in pain.

His face was close to the child, and the light in his eyes was as terrifying as a demon, "Dead child! Why are the children of the world so hateful! You pay, what do you pay? Why not die? ”

The child's mother was scared and cried, and wanted to break his ** son, but he didn't let go at all, as if he was going to eat the child, and his hand tightened more and more.

The child's mother threw herself on her knees, crying and begging him, "Please let him go, he is still young, you want to blame and beat, they all come at me, I beg you." Tears fell in large drops, and his face was full of despair.

Pity the hearts of parents in the world, for the sake of their children, they would rather kneel to a stranger.

But her crying and kneeling did not exchange the boy's softness at all, and what was even worse, the boy raised his foot and kicked her to the ground.

Qiao Yunxia hated it in her heart, this boy was so mad, it was unreasonable!

Everyone apologized and said that he had made amends, why should he embarrass an ignorant child?

She just lost her mother, how can she see other mothers being so wronged! Coupled with the fact that he didn't apologize for hitting someone just now, Qiao Yunxia couldn't bear it anymore, clenched his fists and rushed forward.

The poor mother was kicked, but she still refused to flinch, clinging to one of the boy's feet, afraid that he would kick her own child.

Qiao Baiyu and the three of them didn't stop Qiao Yunxia, they couldn't stand it, and they were ready to rush up and beat that boy at any time, but Qiao Yunxia took a step first, and they all followed, and they were in charge of this matter today.

The girl who came with the boy was so frightened that she stood far away, clutching the corners of her skirt, and she didn't dare to breathe.