Xiaozhu didn't know when, passed by me, and whispered in my ear: "Help me thank you Da Xianrou, Yan Dong will come to me in a while, don't worry, you take him to treat the wound first, please take my small yard, if Yan Dong knows that I can't eat and walk around....."

Wounds?

Qu Zheng came to me, and I saw that his arm was bloody, his brows were furrowed, and his right hand grabbed my wrist hard, and pulled me down the stairs.

The cigarette was on his lips, and I knew that for the first time in a few days, I saw him smoke.

Out of the alley, late at night, there was no smoke on the road in the small town, he spit the cigarette aside, pulled out the cap of the liquor bottle he was carrying in his other hand, and poured it directly on the wound, I heard him pour a sigh of breath, and after pouring the wine bottle was thrown into the trash can not far away.

The wine washed away the blood along his arm, and the color of the pale pink liquid fell on the loess path, he squinted and raised his arm to look at it for a moment by the dim street lamp, and spit out a string of words: "Grass, no glass slag, it's okay." ”

I couldn't help frowning and glancing at him, I had never seen him look so ruffian since I met him, he really looked like a crazy boy possessed.

I ripped off his coat from his shoulder with one hand and put it on my arm, and with the other hand I reached directly into his trouser pocket to touch the lock.

touched the wrist, but he grabbed the wrist, he was full of resentment and said: "You woman, you don't know if it hurts me," the little fart who begged for candy with a full tone.

"Do it yourself, be nosy," I walked forward angrily, and he let go of my hand. When I walked to the side of the road and opened the car door, he put his head on my shoulder and rubbed my forehead against my ear, trapping me between the car door and the crook of his arm.

"I can drive, and I don't say it sooner," he said, and his voice was a little pleasant, blowing hot air into my cochlea. I pushed him with my hand, presumably touching his wound, and he hissed and asked me flatteringly, "Didn't your foot hurt at that time?" ”

When I walked back from the sand and drove to put on my shoes, he saw a hideous raised scar under my uninjured left ankle, and he had to help me put on my shoes, but he rubbed his hand a few times, and when he raised his eyes, he felt that there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes, and he didn't ask me anything.

"Who remembers what happened many years ago," I pulled out a clean handkerchief from my backpack, wrapped his arm, and pushed him to the co-pilot's side.

That scar was because of Gu Yin, and I almost became lame at a young age.....

It's definitely not revenge, the clinic that can be opened in the middle of the night is only the real Mongolian doctor uncle who showed me my feet last time.

The uncle sighed when he saw me and Qu Zheng, took a secret medicine that was said to be his ancestral and wounded Qu Zheng, and then threw me a roll of gauze and asked me to bandage it.

The hotel is near the center of the town, and there are national snack shops such as Malatang open, some tourists are eating supper, and Qu Zheng and I walked back by the side of the road.

It was already early autumn, but it was a little hot tonight, so I pressed Qu Zheng to a small chair in front of the small supermarket on the side of the road, and went in to buy two ice creams. Peel off the paper, and don't care whether Qu Zheng likes it or not, just stuff it into his mouth.

Sitting on the small stool next to him, I had ice cream in my mouth, and I tied his coat to his neck, and he smirked at me, and in the afterglow, I saw Mei Mei's shadow on the other side of the road, and pinched his arm with my hand.

I whispered to him, "Look, it's actually Meimei and the old man who dances, isn't it..."

"I didn't expect you to gossip like this," he deliberately raised his voice, I glared at him, but he squeezed his eyes at me, I looked back, only to see that Mei Mei and the old man hid in a bush on the side of the road, and the dry wood fire was staged.

***

Xiaozhu and Yan Dong went to Junshu, and when they arrived at the door of the hotel room, she happened to call me and tell me.

In the middle of the middle, Yan Mutou actually snatched her phone and chatted with me, what happened to Qu Zheng, his arm was actually scratched, and I cut off the phone as soon as I said it was okay.

I glanced at it, and Qu Zheng, who was okay next to me, asked, "Why don't you call you and say, you want to nag me!" He smiled evilly: "The phone is out of battery", and then he didn't forget to remind me by swiping the door card: "Comrade Xiao Xu, remember to buy breakfast for Qu Zheng tomorrow," After speaking, he quickly closed the door, and the tone was exactly the same as Yan Mutou's.

I kicked him in anger and went back to sleep.

I slept very deeply at night, but I had a dream, I sprinted hard in my running shoes, and when the whole foot stepped on the finish line, cheers came from all around, and Xu Yuan was the first again.

I had a tearing pain in my ankle, a fall, a red running shoe and socks, the sound of an ambulance... Blurred vision, those pasts were so far away from me.

What about Gu Yin?

It was the running shoes he gave me, and I put them on.

They said he had gone with the dean's daughter to fill out the Escort Form.