The scorching sun is in the sky, shooting down endless light, bringing light at the same time, but also bringing blazing heat, the street vendors, sweating like rain, their faces look oily, but they still try their best to sell, the gambling houses next to the two roads, there is a roar that soars to the sky.

The temperature was silent, just like the fresh breeze blowing in from the small window, although it seemed hot and dry, but there was no sound.

The wind blew on You Jiecao's expressionless face, and You Jiecao looked like a dead corpse.

But he's not, so he's in a lot of pain right now.

The pain of tearing his head was like tearing, and it hurt as if it was about to split.

You Jiecao feels at the moment that life is so dog-blood, but this is his life.

looked at the red spot beside him, although it was no longer bright and had lost its luster, it was like a sharp knife, stabbing You Jiecao's heart.

Regret and remorse are much more powerful than sharp knives.

On his left arm, there was a tingle, but You Jiecao didn't pay any attention to it.

You Jiecao's gaze outside the window was so far away, and his mind was already floating outside the clouds.

I have plucked up the courage countless times in my heart, and I want to say sorry to Pengxiang, but this kind of thing cannot be solved by saying sorry.

The wind seemed to be hot, and You Jiecao, who was sitting on the messy bed, was stunned.

He got up for a long time, sat for a long time, looked in a trance, didn't know what to do at all, just thought it was good to sit like this.

A hot gust of wind blew into the house, the window leaves swayed, You Jiecao didn't hear it, and his eyes seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

With a light sigh, You Jiecao lay down again, and there was still the fragrance of the beauty on the bed, and a few long hairs were scattered next to the pillow.

You Jiecao pinched one with his fingers, looked at it, and put it next to the pillow again.

Apologies and remorse are like a needle, piercing You Jiecao's heart repeatedly.

The candlestick on the table was burned to the end, and a black heart hung weakly on the candle, like a ruined flower.

A night of wind and rain, it is a witness, You Jiecao stared at the heart of the broken lamp on the candlestick, and his eyes drifted away.

The candlesticks that burned to the end, the leaves that swayed with the wind...... Everything in the room, in You Jiecao's eyes at this moment, seemed to be reprimanding him.

Why do you do this to a girl! Why!

No why, just because You Jiecao is a person, a man, in that case, this kind of thing is worthy of forgiveness.

Even if others forgive You Jiecao, You Jiecao will not forgive himself, and suddenly, You Jiecao thought of a terrible thought, and only now did he think of it - she won't commit suicide, right?

You Jiecao's pupils have contracted.

At this time, there were three knocks at the door, polite and neat.

The door opened, and it was Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun's sideburns are high, his black and thick hair is very similar to Pengxiang, and You Jiecao's gaze is drifting away, as if everything in the world is reminding him at this moment-how can you do such a thing to a girl.

Xiaoyun had a smile on his face, and the busy work and hot weather made Xiaoyun sweat like rain, and the sweet fragrance of virginity floated in the air with the volatilization of sweat.

You Jiecao only took one breath, his expression had changed, and he had smelled such a fragrance when he was last conscious last night.

A voice said in You Jiecao's heart - how can you do such an abominable thing to a girl? Are you human? What is it?

"Sir?" Xiao Yun tried to raise his voice and said, "Sir?"

"Huh?" You Jiecao said, "Here you are." ”

"Sir, let me go, Xiao Yun brought the food in for Mr. ”

"Oh!" In a trance, You Jiecao had already let go of half of his body, and suddenly stopped in front of Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun looked at You Jiecao puzzled, still with a smile on his face.

She's really well trained and has a very good temper.

On such a hot day, her body was covered with sweat, she stood for a long time, and looking at her eyes, she must have been very tired, and she could still smile so sweetly.

"No need, Xiaoyun, I'll do it myself. You Jiecao said, reaching over to pick up the tray in Xiaoyun's hand.

Inadvertently, touching Xiaoyun's smooth and slightly rough hand.

There was a sound of ping-pong, and the soup on the ground overflowed, and the soup was sandwiched with white rice and fragrant and steaming dishes.

Xiao Yun's expression was already a little panicked, Xiao Yun's hand just now was a little fast, and before You Jiecao could hold it steady, he let go.

Xiao Yun's face was sweating, and he looked like a surprised deer.

There were tears in his eyes, and in less than a second, the tears were like pearls with broken threads, mixed with cold sweat and hot sweat, and they all flowed down his cheeks.

Almost at the same time as it was broken, he leaned down, picked up the debris, shed tears, and said, "Sir, I'm really sorry! Xiaoyun damn it, why was Xiaoyun so careless? I'm sorry! I'm sorry for Mr., I'm sorry for Mr., I'm sorry for Mr. ......."

You Jiecao looked at this girl who was smiling sweetly a moment ago, and she was crying like a tearful person at this moment.

"Xiaoyun, don't get it, go find a broom to clean it up!" You Jiecao blurted out habitually.

"Sir, Xiaoyun is too stupid to know what a broom is, and he doesn't know where to look for it. Xiaoyun said.

Xiao Yun said that the speed of cleaning up in his hands has accelerated.

"Xiaoyun gets up first. You Jiecao said: "Get up and talk." ”

"Xiaoyun damn it, don't be angry, sir. Xiaoyun said.

Xiaoyun still didn't look up at You Jiecao, he was still cleaning up the soup and debris, but his hands were neither brooms nor rags, so he was cleaned up.

Looking at Xiao Yun, whose hands were full of soup, You Jiecao suddenly felt pity and pulled Xiao Yun up.

Xiaoyun is very thin, thin people all have such a pair of slender arms, and Xiaoyun naturally has it.

The slippery arm was pinched in the palm of You Jiecao's palm, and this feeling was extremely useful.

It doesn't matter if you don't pull it, this pull, just listen to the sound of 'oops', Xiaoyun's white and tender and somewhat rough hand has been cut by fragments with a long hole.

"Ah, does Xiaoyun have a band-aid on him?" You Jiecao was anxious, and a word popped out.

Xiaoyun held the long hole cut by the debris with his other hand, his face had changed a little, and he became pale, and said, "Xiaoyun is too stupid to know what the band-aid Mr. is talking about." ”

Most girls are afraid of blood and pain.

You Jiecao suddenly realized that this is not the earth, there will be no band-aids, and there may not even be a broom.

Looking at Xiaoyun, who looked pitiful, You Jiecao's heart was already soft.

"Usually you break things, how do you clean them up?" You Jiecao said, "What do you use to clean up?"

Before Xiaoyun could speak, a gloating voice said, "With your hands, of course with your hands." ”