"Okay, Brother Qiu, go back, I'll go to the North Station to take the train."

Chang Le said to Tang Zhao beside him, until this time Tang Zhao didn't understand what Chang Le asked him to come here today, was it just to sit outside with him in the cold winter and drink a bottle of soda?

"I'll go with you, and I'll go back when you get into the station."

"Forget it, your house is over there at Shencheng Station, I'll go to Shencheng North Station to take a car, not on the way."

"Then you know this, don't buy a ticket from Shencheng Station."

"Hey, hey."

The two talked and walked out of the Baita Night Market, which was lively at night, but it seemed empty and lonely at this moment.

"Brother Xuan, go back, I'll take the bus to the North Station, and I just stop at the entrance of the North Station."

Chang Le waved his hand at Tang Qiu, and then carried the black backpack on his back.

Tang Zhao put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, watching Chang Le gradually move away, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Hey!"

Chang Le turned his head when he heard the sound, still with a bright smile on his face.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"Be careful, if the situation is not right, run away immediately, and contact me if you are undecided!"

"Got it!"

Chang Le responded, Tang Yu wanted to say something, but at this moment, a passing taxi gradually slowed down in front of him.

The driver's uncle rolled down the window, smiling and looking very courteous.

"Where's the boy?"

Tang Zhao glanced at Chang Le again, waved his hand to him, and then pulled the car door and got into the car.

Chang Le watched Tang Qiu's taxi leave, he still had a gentle smile on his face, and when the taxi disappeared from his sight, he walked to the bus stop.

Chang Le stood on the side of the road, his body straight, and then took out the Bluetooth headset from his pocket.

This Bluetooth headset was given to him by Tang Zhao for his birthday in the past, and he occasionally used it to listen to songs when he was idle and had nothing to do.

Despite wearing Bluetooth headphones, I didn't know what song to play.

When Chang Le was looking for a suitable song in the music playback software, the bus also stopped in front of him at this time.

He stepped on the bus, found a vacant seat in front of him and sat down, and the bus drove all the way to Shencheng North Station.

In that case, let's listen to "All the Way North".

Chang Le had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was determined to succeed in this trip to Xiaolian.

When the bus stopped at the next stop, a woman who appeared to be over fifty years old came up.

She was carrying a basket of vegetables, and green green onions were playfully popping out of it.

She looks very well-dressed, and the gold bracelet and ring on her hand are equally eye-catching.

After glancing left and right to see that there were no empty seats, her expression looked a little irritated.

Chang Le glanced at her basket, which contained tomatoes, potatoes, green onions, and some meat.

She stood in front of Chang Le, the bus was moving forward, occasionally shaking in the car, she held the handrail with one hand, but the other hand was reluctant to put down the vegetable basket in her hand.

"Auntie, sit here with me."

Chang Le got up and gave up his seat, the woman glanced at Chang Le, but she was not polite, and sat down directly.

On the other side, Tang Xi took a taxi home, thinking about his meeting with Chang Le all the way.

There was nothing wrong with the whole process, everything seemed incredibly natural.

But it was this kind of nature that made Tang Yu frown.

Recently, he couldn't understand what Chang Le was thinking.

This is something that rarely happens, and it is difficult for Chang Le to hide things in front of Tang Zhao, including when Chang Le had a crush before, it was easy for Tang Zhao to find out.

Tang Xi sat in the back seat of the taxi, he leaned back, and he always felt very stuffy in his chest.

Obviously, the air outside is very fresh.

It's a cold winter day.

A brief meeting.

A collision between two glass bottles of soda.

I can't count how many times I've been to the Baita Night Market.

His thoughts were intertwined, and Tang Qiu couldn't figure out what the connection was.

Something like this, he has done it with Chang Le too many times.

When Tang Qiu returned home, there was no one at home.

Qin Zheng will come over at dinner time, and now she is probably still reading love comics in her own home.

It was still early to make dinner, Tang Zhao leaned lazily on the sofa and continued to read the comics brought back from Qin Zheng's house.

But for some reason, the love comics that he was very interested in before seemed to suddenly not arouse his interest.

Tang Zhao turned the comics page by page, but his mind was not in the comics in his hand at all.

The love experience between the male and female protagonists in the comics is indeed very exciting, but Tang Qiu's mind involuntarily began to emerge the scene where he and Chang Le got along in the Baita Night Market in the past.

Tang Yu believed that Chang Le would not call himself to the Baita Night Market for no reason, and after the weather gradually got colder, Chang Le would not go there to deliver goods.

Many pictures appeared in front of Tang Qiu's eyes, and he peeled back the cocoon, trying to find Chang Le's true intention of asking him to go to the Baita Night Market.

But the more he thought about it, the more powerless he was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The long-lost irritability and uneasiness lingered in Tang Qiu's heart, and he shook his head slightly, trying to move the negative emotions out of his mind, and tried to concentrate on the cartoon in front of him.

In between reading the comics, Tang Zhao glanced at the panda bamboo clock hanging on the wall, and the time was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Changle should have been on the high-speed train from Shencheng to Xiaolian at this time.

Fortunately, the full set of comics that Tang Zhao brought from Qin Zheng's house has a total of twelve volumes, and it is indeed not so easy to read them for a while.

Time passed little by little, and Tang Zhao also relaxed and devoted himself to the comics in his hands.

Until a certain moment, his mobile phone rang on the coffee table in front of him.

The name on the caller ID was Chang Le, Tang Zhao glanced at the panda bamboo clock on the wall again, and the time was already 5:40 in the afternoon.

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Tang Qiu's voice was very low, he clenched his fists, and his heart was like numbness.

The voice of the nurse who called just now kept echoing in Tang Qiu's mind, and he hated himself for why he didn't stop Chang Le and didn't let him participate in that bullshit triathlon.

Halfway through, Qin Zheng called, and Tang Yu clicked weakly to connect.

"Tang Qiu, I'm at your house, why aren't you at home?"

"Chang Le has an accident, in the second courtyard, I'm on my way over."

"How could it be ......?"

Qin Zheng's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, Tang Yu didn't say anything more, and he couldn't say anything, so he chose to hang up the phone.

Night gradually fell, and darkness spread until it enveloped the entire sunken city.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of Shencheng No. 2 Hospital, Tang Qi ran down from the taxi like crazy, and after rushing into the hospital hall, he ran straight to the guidance desk.

"Where is the person who had the accident at Pingle Bridge?"

Tang Zhao's voice was anxious, but fortunately, the staff at the guidance desk had already prepared, and after pointing out the direction to Tang Zhao, Tang Zhao ran all the way to the fourth floor along the walking ladder.

There were a lot of people in the corridor, and Tang Qiu didn't know which ward Chang Le was in, so he could only push through the crowd and keep walking forward, and as he walked, he could identify whether the person lying on the bed inside was Chang Le through the long glass on the door.

This was the longest corridor Tang Zhao had walked through in his life, and the conversations of the people around him kept coming into his ears.

Because today is the end of the year, the New Year's Day holiday, and the hospital was caught off guard by the sudden occurrence of such an accident, and could only immediately treat all the injured people, and the specific severity of the injury had to be checked to know the result.

Tang Qian finally walked to the last ward at the end of the corridor, and before he could identify whether the person lying inside was Chang Le, he saw two familiar figures outside the ward.

One man and one woman, one black and one white.

Tang Zhao's footsteps stopped, his eyes widened, and he was at a loss.

"Why are you ...... here?"

Black and white impermanence didn't speak, just quietly looked at Tang Yu who suddenly appeared.

"Is the person lying inside Changle......

Bai Wuchang nodded lightly, with a little sympathy in his eyes.

"Didn't you say that you were out of danger......

Tang Qiu muttered to himself, unable to believe this result.

"He's got thirty-two minutes left, go meet him."

Bai Wuchang's tone was full of distress, obviously she had known that Tang Yu and Chang Le had a lot of friendship.

"Just kidding...... My mother is the little king of Yama, how can he die, just add Yang Shou to him, add it hard, add it until he is 100 years old!"

Tang Yu grabbed Hei Impermanence's arm, his tone was very anxious, in this case, his mind that had always kept calm and thinking was not useful at all.

"Go and see him, while he's still alive."

Hei Wuchang's voice was very calm, Tang Qiu gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but he still understood after all that something like Yangshou could not be changed casually.

Tang Xi let go of the black impermanence's arm, turned around and pushed the door open and walked into the ward.

Chang Le was lying in the hospital room, wearing a ventilator with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Tang Zhao stood on the side of the bed, looking at Chang Le lying on the bed, only feeling bitter in his heart.

Obviously, he was still drinking soda with Changle a few hours ago......

He's going to die in half an hour?

Are you kidding......

On the cabinet next to it are some items in Changle's pocket, which should be taken out by the nurse looking for a mobile phone to contact her family.

Fortunately, this guy's mobile phone doesn't have a lock screen password, otherwise he probably wouldn't know if he died......

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let you go......

Tang Xi's voice was low, with heavy remorse.

He looked at Changle's personal belongings on the cabinet, which included Changle's cell phone, keychain, a pack of tissues, and the triathlon sheet

Flyer for the competition.

"What the hell are you thinking about for such a broken game, do you have to go......

Tang Qiu muttered as he reached out and picked up the leaflet, and after his gaze swept slightly, his lips and palms began to tremble slightly.

His eyes fell on the leaflet, and in the prize area, in addition to the Rolex watch, the alien computer, and the iPhone that Chang Le had told him, the prizes for four to ten places were all out-of-print red bicycles of a certain brand.

It's not an expensive and high-end mountain bike, it's just a bike for a few hundred dollars.

To be exact, the original price should be five hundred yuan.

Tang Qiu suddenly understood why Chang Le had to participate in Xiao Lian's triathlon competition.

He held the leaflet in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

Why Chang Le asked him to meet the last person before leaving at the Baita Night Market, he also knew it.

As his thoughts surged, Tang Qiu's memories were frozen in that year.

When he was in the fifth grade of primary school, Tang Yu bought a new bicycle for Tang Chao, and at that time he went to Changle to play, and the two of them rode to Baita Night Market to hang out.

It just so happened that Changle's bicycle had a flat tire, so he rode a regular women's bicycle borrowed from his next-door neighbor.

When he arrived at the gate of Baita Night Market, Tang Yu wanted to go to the bathroom, so he put his bicycle in place and quickly ran to the public restroom.

At the same time, Chang Le was attracted by the smell of grilled sausages sold in the Baita Night Market, so he ran over to line up to buy grilled sausages.

By the time Chang Le came back with two grilled sausages, Tang Qiu's new bicycle was gone.

When Tang Zhao came back, he only saw Chang Le standing in place and crying silently.

He took a roast sausage from Chang Le's hand and ate it, not taking the loss of his newly purchased bicycle to heart.

"It's okay, the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come."

This is what Tang Yu said when he comforted Chang Le at that time, even if Tang Yu had just bought the new bicycle for him less than a week.

Tang Zhao knew that it was his own problem, because he was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, and because Chang Le was lucky to not lock the bicycle next to him, which led to such a result.

Later, Chang Le had to take Tang Yu to the police station to report the case, but unfortunately in the end, he sank into the sea and there was no response.

Tang Yu didn't blame Tang Zhao for being careless after knowing it, but was going to buy him another bicycle, but Tang Yu refused.

Because Tang Zhao felt that he didn't have to worry about losing his bicycle when riding a shared bicycle, he has been riding a shared bicycle since then.

Tang Zhao didn't take this little thing to heart at all, he never thought that Chang Le would remember this little thing for seven years.

This guy must have seen the flyer saying that the prize was an out-of-print bicycle and wanted to participate in the competition, obviously the bicycle manufacturers were closed, and these bicycles that were used as prizes were not left by the factory at that time.

"You, you're so stupid......

Seventeen-year-old Tang Zhao looked at Chang Le, who was lying on the hospital bed and was the same age as him, and he didn't know what expression to put on at this time.

Tang Qi stretched out his hand to hold Chang Le's palm, the touch was cold, as if life was slowly passing in his body.

Chang Le's expression was serene.

Even if he dies, he still remembers his brother and the bicycle that he lost.