Chapter 6: Don't Cry, Nan Bomo
When I got home, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became. True, I didn't do anything wrong! However, look at him as a lovelorn, hmph, he deserves it, and then ask you to bully me, but angry is angry, he will be fine, right?
"Xiaoyou, Bomo didn't come back with you?" I don't know when, but the neighbor's aunt pushed open my door, and she was very anxious to see her.
"Huh? Bomo, who is called Bomo? "I suddenly had an impression of the name, the first child in our class, what did the aunt do with him, why did he go home with me?
"That's it...... It's my nephew, how could you not know? He didn't even tell me his name, I sighed. From the beginning to the present, we have always only known each other, we don't know each other, how to be unfamiliar.
"Auntie, don't worry, I'll go out and find him, you wait at home first, I'll find it back." I put on my coat and ran out like crazy. Dead trouble, we're all so unfamiliar, why are you intruding into my life, it's really not worth me treating you like this! It's a big night, I don't even have a car, the school is still so far away, I can't help it, I'm running, I'm really tired like a dog, but it's okay, it's time to school. Classrooms, libraries, cafeterias, clubs...... I've searched almost everywhere, but I still haven't found anything. Now I'm starting to worry: where are you going to go at such a late hour? Nothing has happened!
When I ran out of the school, on the side of the road, I found him, a drunkard, with many bottles of wine lying beside him. That place is actually very remote, near the lake, my God, this guy is not going to seek death, right? "Hey, Nan Bomo, you give me an explanation!" I shouted at him. He staggered to his feet, stimulated by alcohol, and staggered to his feet. When he came up to me, he hugged me and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't leave me, okay?" "The bitter pleading seemed to be a pleading, but it almost broke through the defense in my heart. He looks like this, it's really pitiful, but it's not worth my pity, don't blame me for not pitying you, what you need to bear is the consequences. I was so tired of the smell of alcohol on him, and struggled to break free from his embrace, but he hugged him tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would run away. "Accept the reality, she won't come back, what you are holding in your arms is me, Qianlyo, the person you hate the most, Qianloneu." But it seems that I stimulated him, his arms tightened, and I was almost out of breath. "If I don't let go, I'm going to hit someone!" I threatened him. "Let me hold it for a while, it will feel better." Oh my God, what logic, this kid is really lacking love, my intimidation has expired, yes.
The night was quiet, we could clearly hear each other's breath from the distance, and I could smell his original smell, it was very fresh, like tea. The red cheeks began to heat up, something was fermenting, why did I blush...... What the hell?!! When his arms were a little more relaxed, I broke free, only to find that there were two more lines of tears on Qingxiu's face. I didn't know why, I began to feel sorry for him, "You think clearly, you really don't want to torture yourself so much, calm down." I tried to wipe away his tears. But the tears were unbridled and poured in like a tide, and I seemed to stimulate him again. He pressed my shoulders hard and shouted at me like crazy, "Qianlyu, what do you know?!" "Huh, I don't understand? You will be like this, don't leave others a chance to speak, fire your own world, aren't you tired? Where else can you find someone who understands you? Have you ever understood others, and since you don't, what qualifications do you have to expect others to understand you?! ”
The tears came even more violently, falling into the depths of the heart, but no one knew if this could warm the cold heart.
"Don't cry, manly man, what are you crying about, for her, you don't deserve it. I'm better than you, I was fighting...... Hmph, forget it, go home, Nan Bomo, don't let the eldest aunt worry. I grabbed the corner of his clothes, but fortunately I didn't say anything, just in moderation, in moderation.