Ning Zhixu quietly looked at the person in front of the window. Emotions rolled in his dark eyes.

Chen Ange is in his early 20s, and his demonic appearance has been carved by the years, and his face is even more handsome to impeccable. It's just that the long and narrow peach blossom eyes with slightly raised eyes are full of mountain and river experience that does not match his age, and the world is sophisticated.

In these prosperous days, how could he and Chen Ange live like this.

No matter how difficult life was before, they still had the direction to work together and the belief to survive.

Now, after two years, the sharpness of those teenagers has been completely polished.

That 'fuck' sentence is annoyed in the bottom of my heart. The wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and Chen Ange straightened up, his posture straight and long. Qu Zhi knocked on the window and said to the outsider: "Xu Gou, come in by yourself." ”

I came back to see him.

Moreover, in the face of Chen Ange, Ning Zhixu did not need to hide.

Get up and walk down the steps slowly, each step is accompanied by the creaking of wooden planks, and there is a sense of peace of mind under the clear wind and moonlight. Finding the spare key from under the flower pot, Ning Zhi Xu neatly opened the roller shutter door, and then fell with his backhand, and his movements were skillfully seen to be operating countless times.

Chen Ange had already come down from upstairs, leaving only a dim light above the billiard table in the room.

A circle of dim lights was reflected on the green tablecloth, and the boy leaned on the edge of the table, raised his hand and threw over a billiard cue: "Xu Gou, accompany my brother to play, I'll see if your level is more rubbish if you don't practice for two years." ”

The boy took the club and didn't move for a few seconds.

Smelling the strong smell of tobacco on his body, Chen Ange's palm on the table tightened a little.

He was addicted to smoking since he was in school.

Good cigarettes and bad cigarettes, he can distinguish them as soon as he smells them.

You Xu Ye, who is full of arrogance and will never give in to anyone, Ning Zhixu is now smoking a few low-quality cigarettes.

What a fuck.

Two fingers wiped the corners of his eyes, Chen Ange turned around and made a beautiful serve, and the three balls fell into the pocket.

Looking sideways, he said to the young man who hadn't stepped out of the shadows and said in a dumb voice: "Xu Gou, it's your turn." ”

The boy in the cap approached step by step, and finally met the boy's gaze up close in the light.

The demon's peach blossom eyes were full of clean smiles, and in this dark day, all the chaos and turbidity reserved a truth for him: "Xu Gou, you keep an inch on your head and wear a hat, you are really handsome." ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the young man hold the pole and bow down. But he didn't move.

Chen Ange's gaze shifted to the past, and he noticed that Ning Zhixu's little finger pressing on the table would shake irregularly. Billiard cues will also flutter slightly.

Silent.

The room was silent.

The oppressive atmosphere swept through the prairie fire.

Chen Ange's breathing sound went from shallow to deep, and the last bit of light in his eyes was gradually shattering.

The boy put down the billiard cue, slowly straightened up, and instead propped his hands on the table, bowed and lowered his head.

A low and vague voice came: "Chen Ange, it's all over." ”

The good, the bad, the bad...... It's all gone.

Chen Ange looked at the top of the young man's cap, trembled and raised his hand to gently press it on the brim of the hat, pressing it down, covering most of the young man's face.

He didn't dare to face Ning Zhixu.

I really don't dare......

Until I saw the stubble of hair on his neck, and the scar that showed under the loose short T.

Chen Ange's forbearance broke out instantly, and he kicked on the billiard table, and the sound of the billiards crackling was accompanied by the boy's roar: "I'm fucking." ”