After her mother and Zhao Wei started their honeymoon, the so-called home was more like a fragile and empty snail shell.

Every night after odd jobs, stepping through the door, I feel like I'm going to rot in this place.

Fortunately, Angel's mother was always an alcoholic. Like Romeo and Juliet, I sneaked into Angel's house every night dressed as a delivery person delivering Coke.

Honestly, I seem to be a little smarter than Romeo - at least I'm at the right door...... Although there is nothing to be complacent about this.

I always stuffed a small cloth bag in my pocket, put my shoes in the cloth bag when I entered the door of Angel's house, and crept into Angel's bedroom barefoot and quickly.

Because I was worried that I would be discovered or even driven away by Angel's mother, I cherished every meeting.

In addition to cherishing, I also feel the excitement of breaking through certain taboos and shackles.

So much so that every morning when I left Angel's house, I began to look forward to seeing him again.

In Angel's soundproofed bedroom, we're either talking about unnourished conversations or arguing about social issues.

When we talk about dry mouths, we also play games together, watch movies, or simply listen to music.

If I'm interested, Angel will guide me in calculating celestial formulas.

I also quietly watched the smell on Angel's body – he really hadn't smoked marijuana since that day.

…… To some extent, his strange physique is also enviable.

A few days passed, and I clearly felt that Angel, who was shrouded in her mother's broken emotions, had a more cold and depressed taste than usual.

If he didn't say those obscene words, it would be unrealistic.

I've also reflected on my own mindset and why I'm fascinated by another person's inexplicable sorrows.

Come to think of it, there is only one reason - because he is Angel.

In the past, it was always Angel who drove away the dark clouds above my head for me; No matter how low I was, he was always sunny and calm.

Now Angel seems to have removed that overly perfect disguise.

The more I know him, the more I get to know him, the more I like him. Even his shortcomings are cute.

He asked me, "Kang Rong, if I hadn't asked you to cheat for me that day, would you still not remember my name?" ”

I tilted my head and thought for a moment...... I don't dare to think about it.

Angel's still thin face looked lonely: "Imagine that in a parallel universe, we are still in the same class. I follow you every day, but you can't match my name with my face until you graduate......"

"Don't think about that...... his words made my chest tighten, "I'll always like you on this plane anyway." ”

Angel showed that melancholy look that made people want to crush it again, "Last year, on my parents' wedding anniversary, my father also said the same thing to my mother......

He then became like an abandoned helpless child, "You earthlings are just unreliable. ”

“…… How do you think I can be reliable? ”

"Contract." Angel blinked slyly again.

I looked at him puzzled.

He smiled softly, "Kang Rong, the promise has no expiration date, but the contract does." The creator God made a covenant with His people; They followed His law so that they could be freed from the Pharaoh who had enslaved them......"

Ever since my mother got rid of her sanctimonious Christian boyfriend, my dislike for monotheism has been ingrained in me.

I shuddered: "You are the successor of socialism, how can you still talk about ......?"

"Just an example." Angel's gaze seemed to pierce my uneasiness, "Did your mother ever have a relationship with a believer?" ”

"I don't have the slightest secret in front of you." I couldn't help but complain.

"I don't have reservations about you."

I kissed the corners of his gentle lips. "And then? Contracts – are they any different from contracts? ”

"If you want a contract, you will obey it." Angel pursed her lips and bowed, "The most essential difference is probably that most of the agreements in the contract are spiritual, and it is difficult to materialize and judge. ”

"What pact do you want me to make?"

Angel jumped out of bed and sat down at her desk, writing something freely.

He was not satisfied with the few he wrote, and scribbled and threw away a small half of the garbage can.

I couldn't open my eyelids, and Angel finally finished the final draft:

"The writers of the contract, Angel and Kang Rong, hereby enter into this contract in relation to the assignment of the creditor's rights of both parties. The terms are as follows: never leave until death. The self-deed is effective immediately and no breach of contract of any kind is accepted. ”

“……”

Angel coughed awkwardly, "What's wrong?" What are you not satisfied with? ”

"What does that mean?"

"The great Founding President once said that love that is not for the purpose of marriage is a hooligan." Angel replied seriously, "I think it's more shameful to get married and then leave." ”

"......" Although I was speechless, I still made a deferential expression.

"I don't think I can wait for the blessing of the country in my lifetime...... But with the witness of the contract, we will not be as vulnerable as my parents. ”

I was half angry, half joking: "You still don't believe me?" ”

Angel closed her eyes: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I'm really afraid of ......"

I could only hug him in distress.

He's no longer the second son who is much more mature than his peers, but just my big boy.

Because of my mother's existence, because of the rupture of his parents, because of his mother's decadence...... Such an insecure Angel left me at a loss.

The so-called "contract" made me uncomfortable. Little by little, I tore it to shreds and threw it in the trash: "We don't need this kind of bondage. ”

Angel stared into the trash can in despair, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, I gently took his hand: "Sleep." ”

He sniffed and actually cried.

Now it's my turn to get scared.

"You ...... You are always after a lot of things, career, wealth, fame, family...... You want everything, you're too greedy......" Angel bit the back of her hand, a string of wisteria-like bruises spread around her neck, "You don't know anything......"

I knelt behind Angel and hugged him. The "you" he said, I guess are "stupid earthlings".

As everyone knows, we have evolved for millions of years, and this instinct to detach from our hearts and pursue fame and fortune has long been ingrained - even if we occasionally torture our conscience, we will spurn ourselves.

Angel is such a pure person, how could I be willing to let go?

It's just that he let go first, and I'm afraid I'll still miss him......

"Angel, you believe me." I handed over the tissue, "School starts in a few days, I quit my odd job and let's go to the beach together, right?" I called Xu Zhi and asked him to pick you up, your mother won't refuse to agree, right? ”

"No, no light bulbs." Angel shook her head coquettishly.

His breathing had stabilized, but his face was covered in shocking red cracks.

I stroked the veins on the back of his neck, "You can't stay here all the time, it's better to go to Haboru than now." ”

"Haboru...... She's been busy lately, and even my mom can't take care of me. ”

No wonder Angel's emotional illness is so serious.

I slowly flattened his body, "No one cares about you, I'll care about you." ”

I kissed him again on the brow: "Sleep." I'll sleep with you in my arms. ”

"Kiss me again." Angel's hand reached into the hem of my garment again.

“…… It's late, don't play with fire......"