Three o'clock in the morning.

Ning Zhixu and Chen Ange each took a can of beer and stood on the rooftop, overlooking the city.

In late June, the day is unusually hot and humid, but at this moment, the sea breeze brings a trace of coolness, and the people who blow are comfortable and cool.

Chen Ange was always silent, the beer in his hand opened the tab, and he didn't move a sip.

His gaze fell straight on the lighthouse on the sea in the distance, and a faint light was rubbed into the slender peach blossom eyes, which jumped faintly under the eyes and gradually extinguished.

With his arms on the metal fence, he rubbed the can back and forth with his palms, and after a while, he looked sideways at the equally silent young man next to him, and his lips moved: "What's the matter with your hands?" ”

It seems to be careless and like a question that has been in the mind for a long time.

Ning Zhixu curled up the fingers of his right hand, and his tone was calm: "I fought inside." It's not broken, it's just a bit of a sequelae. ”

Syllable.

The can burst open, and the beer squirted out, splashing Chen Ange's hand.

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I don't know who I'm scolding.

"What about the wounds?"

"When I first went in, there was always a fight. Then it didn't. ”

In the past two years, he has lived a peaceful life inside, and he wants to know who is covering him behind his back.

Ning Zhixu took a sip of beer, raised his hand on Chen Ange's shoulder, and patted it: "How has Boss Chen's business been doing in the past two years?" ”

He later refused to be visited by anyone.

Ignorant of the outside world.

"Since that incident two years ago, the neighborhood has been tightly controlled, and a lot of street thugs don't know where to go. That's what business is all about. Tong Xiqian and her friends set up a car repair shop, and I occasionally went over to help, and my life was quite passable, and I didn't die of hunger. ”

After a slight pause, Chen Ange let go of the beer can and threw it downstairs, flicking the liquid in his hand: "I will pay her back part of the money every month, and I will pay it off with 20,000 yuan." ”

"She didn't come back after you went in, I sent the money."

"Every year on her birthday, I also send her a blessing text message according to what you said."

- "Hmm. ”

Regarding 'her', Ning Zhixu only responded with one word. I can't hear emotions, as if I'm an inconsequential stranger.

Raising his head and pouring a large sip of beer, Ning Zhixu flattened the empty beer can and threw it into the trash can with his hand. Naturally, the subject changed: "Are you ready to settle down?" ”

He was referring to He Tong Xiqian.

Unexpectedly, two years later, Tong Xiqian still stayed by his side.

According to Chen Ange's temperament, this is quite surprising.

"Not really."

Chen Ange also put one hand on Ning Zhixu's shoulder, and the two looked at the lighthouse in the distance side by side: "I don't want to settle down, but I can't play anymore." ”

Just after Ning Zhixu entered, Chen Ange seemed to be a different person. I don't like clubbing, I don't like to play, and guarding the billiard hall every day has become the most important thing.

The girls around him are still changing frequently, but he hasn't touched anyone.

Inexplicable.

I can't get any interest in anyone.

Including Tong Xiqian.

"You also have a day when you can't play." The young man chuckled, and the face under the brim of his hat was extremely beautiful: "Chen Ange, you can't do it." ”

Someone who couldn't be able to do it said, "Xu Gou, you're drunk." ”

The boy who drinks a lot of alcohol is feeling a little up.

Subconsciously took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket.

Before he could take out one, the cigarette case was clenched by one hand and thrown out.

"Learn what's not good, learn to smoke. How? Want to play the self-depraved one? ”

"Xu Gou, my brother can count on you for the rest of his life."

With that, the boy jumped off the fence, jumped onto the terrace, and dragged a cardboard box out of the corner.