He had asked the same question many times.

--When are you going home?

The Tang family waited to take her home every day, and it was she who took out rebellion and rebellion, and insisted on staying by his side.

Sixteen-year-old Tang Yi has no concept of love to death. She simply worshipped the boy who appeared in the night as the only one. Throw away all reserve and self-love and gamble on a future.

She held the knife in the wrong position, slashing back and forth, and as soon as her hand was released, the apple with little flesh left fell into the trash can.

The fawn-like dark eyes looked at the apples in the bucket, and their eyelashes trembled slightly, holding back all the gloomy emotions in their eyes.

In the face of him, she has never had confidence.

Hanging his head, his voice was weak, but it was mixed with a bit of firmness: "Chen Ange, is it so difficult to tell the truth?" You're not as lustful to me at all as you are to other girls, I'm your exception, right? ”

The little girl was nervous.

His fingers gripped the white sheets of the hospital bed, and his ten fingers were slowly retracting.

The air freezes for a few seconds.

A moment later, a low laugh came from above the girl's head.

With a mocking laugh: "Tang Yi, who gave you the illusion?" ”

The boy looked at the top of her jet-black hair, and an indifferent smile leaked from the end of his eyes. A pair of peach blossom eyes are full of teasing.

Chen Ange is still the same Chen Ange.

If he could, he would have leaned against the wall, with a lit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and looked at her quietly in a cloud of smoke, as if he were watching a joke.

Tang Yi is used to Chen Ange like that.

I am also accustomed to his wrong mouth.

This time.

The little girl raised her head, her dark eyes were full of peach blossom eyes that should have been affectionate, but full of ruthlessness, and the words fell to the ground: "You lie, if you don't care about me, you won't save me." This is not a minor injury, Chen Ange, you almost died. ”

In addition to being nervous, she was more determined.

In Chen Ange's life, Ning Zhixu ranked first, and no one ranked second.

But he risked his life to save her.

This is not an exception to anything.

Tang Yi pressed step by step: "If it was any of your girlfriends or Tong Xiqian who had an accident that day, would you save it?" ”

The young man leaned back against the pillow, and in the face of her questioning, his expression did not loosen for a minute.

The indifference and alienation between the eyebrows and eyes have not faded.

Looking at each other, the young man gently pulled his lips, his eyes full of coldness.

He replied, "No." ”

Then tell her, "If I knew I almost lost my life, I wouldn't care if you lived or died." ”

How ruthless the words.

Tang Yi didn't believe it, and was a little anxious: "You lied to people, you protected me out of instinct." There's a little bit of ...... in your heart."

"Tang Yu."

He stopped her.

In the summer of August, the afternoon sun shines through the leaves and leaves a dappled shadow on the window.

The spacious and bright ward was well lit, but it was also a little harsh, and the little girl's eyes were red.

The boy's words were mixed with screams and passed into the eardrums.

"One thousand and three owe you, and I pay it back."

"Delay your feelings and time, I will pay it back with half my life."

"Tang Yi, I don't owe you anything, we're even."

If this kind of distancing is to leave, he will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

She looked like she was about to cry.

She always cries too much.

The crying person is upset.

Don't look at her, Chen Ange looked at the shadow of the tree falling on the windowsill, and wanted to touch a cigarette.

The craving for cigarettes is greater than ever.

Just like the last time he drew the line, he sat stupidly on the front steps of the billiard hall, one after another, smoking a pack of cigarettes.

For no reason, I just think that cigarettes are very good to smoke.