Chapter Ninety-Eight: Helpless Flowers Fall (8)

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This photo is in the small square of the family home that day, Lu Lufei pestered Miao Miao to take a single photo and use it as the screen of her mobile phone.

Song Qiang took Lulu's mobile phone, looked at the "dazzling" photo on the mobile phone screen, and almost crushed the mobile phone with his right hand.

With a black hair, smooth and fair skin, sword eyebrows, slender black eyes, an angular nose, and a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, the handsome boy is full of masculinity, which is really too MAN.

It turned out that Lulu liked this type of boy, Song Qiang felt his throat dry, and asked as if he was fine, "Who is he?" ”

Lulu retrieved the phone from Song Qiang and grinned, "My boyfriend, Brother Qiang, he can pass you." ”

Just like a sister asking her brother if her lover meets her brother's requirements, she is shy to ask for her brother's opinion.

Of course, Song Qiang knew what Lulu meant, which was to show his brother that I already had someone I loved.

Song Qiang pulled his mouth and smiled, but he didn't speak, but he knew that laughing at the moment must be a little more ugly than crying.

Lulu couldn't bear to look at him, she knew that she was cruel tonight, but she was fair to Song Qiang, at least, she didn't lie to him.

There was no choice but to break the kettle and sink the boat, which completely made him die, lowered his head and continued to sprinkle salt on Song Qiang's bleeding scar, and said: "Brother Qiang, his name is Fu Miaomiao, he is my junior high school tablemate, and I have had a crush on him for many years." ”

Song Qiang couldn't listen anymore, so he got up in a hurry, unwilling to listen any longer, and his mind was blank and he couldn't say anything: "Lulu, I'll go home first, my mother is waiting for me to eat." ”

He seemed to have forgotten that he had finished his supper at the table a few meters away from him; He seemed to forget that during the meal, he also mentioned that his mother made pilaf tonight, and he didn't want to eat it, so he came to eat at Kong Jia, who is a skilled cook.

Song Qiang put on leather shoes, didn't even bother to lift the back of the shoes, didn't even wear the mask hanging on the hanger, and forgot the habit of waving goodbye to Lulu that he had developed for many years, and ran away directly with his leather shoes.

He had to flee from Lulu's house in a hurry, from the warm house that had suffocated him, and rushed into this vast and cold world, numb enough to pull on his leather shoes in the cold winter, and slowly walked home.

Song Qiang thought that he could bear it, even if he learned that Lulu had a boyfriend, he also gave himself a preventive shot, and was ready to welcome Lulu to tell her about her love.

But at this moment, Song Qiang realized that he was not strong at all, not as strong as he imagined, and he couldn't do it at all.

When he walked to his small courtyard with heavy steps, looking at the warm lights in the house, he found that his facial muscles were almost crowded together due to tension and sadness, and his hair was tight and cold.

He stood outside the courtyard, rubbing his tense face vigorously with his hands, trying to make himself appear calm.

He took out the house key and opened the door, only to see his mother sitting on a small stool in the entrance, busy polishing his shoes.

The old Song family saw their son coming back with his shoes in the cold winter, and said in surprise: "Qiangqiang, in the winter, why don't you come back with your shoes and not be afraid of freezing your feet?" ”