"You're melancholy!"

"Sad!"

Zhao Gongdao was holding the barbecue, eating happily, and after accidentally seeing the trance in Su Yang's eyes, he playfully spoke.

Su Yang's face was expressionless: "I don't." ”

"You have!"

"That look is obviously reminiscing about something!"

"You're sensual!"

Zhao Gongdao held on to it.

Su Yang looked at him lightly: "You are wrong!" ”

"I've never missed these eyes!"

Zhao Gongdao smiled slightly.

"I'm going to tell Bixiao right now..."

"You're lying to her."

Su Yang silently took out his mobile phone.

Zhao Gongdao was not afraid: "You don't know her number." ”

“156xx...”

Su Yang recalled slightly, and said a string of numbers in his mouth.

“？？？”

"Did you sneak through my phone?"

Zhao Gongdao's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked at Su Yang incredulously.

Su Yang sneered: "This string of numbers, you press it every day in front of me, and delete it after pressing it, fools can remember it." ”

"Huh?"

"Remember what?"

In the distance, the fool who was squatting next to Tong Tong and eating barbecue looked up blankly and shouted from afar.

"It's okay, praise you."

Su Yang responded with a smile.

"Oh, hey, hey."

The fool smiled, grabbed ten sticks in one breath again, and stroked them down, full of happy smiles.

Su Yang retracted his gaze and looked at Zhao Gongdao again.

"I..."

"Wasn't I afraid to disturb her..."

Zhao Gongdao's momentum was not so full in an instant, and he lowered his head a little weakly.

"What's bothering her?"

"Obviously, you can't get over that hurdle in your own heart, and you always feel that you have deceived her, or twice."

"I'm worried that if I talk too much, I will show my flaws again."

"Sometimes..."

"People always have to use one lie after another to make up for the mistakes they have made."

"Huh."

Su Yang sighed slightly, and finally let out a mocking smile.

Zhao Gongdao nodded subconsciously, looking a little distressed.

But he quickly reacted again: "No, aren't we talking about you, why did it come back to me?" ”

"It's obvious that you are sitting in the corner, lonely, helpless, secretly sad, and pitiful."

"Why did it become that I was depressed?"

Zhao Gongdao couldn't help but respond.

Su Yang looked at the sky, looked a little worried, and said lightly: "Perhaps, you were born to be more emotional than me." ”

"You're going to be more shameless!"

"Specifically staring at my soft underbelly."

"I don't know if you've ever heard a word?"

Zhao Gongdao's brain was running wildly, and after a while, he suddenly looked at Su Yang with a smile and said: "This sentence is also something I saw when I was bored some time ago and used my mobile phone to surf the Internet, and it is very suitable for you now." ”

"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same, juvenile tour!"

"The vicissitudes of life, things are not people..."

As he spoke, Zhao Gongdao sighed heavily.

"Hmm."

"Yes, the vicissitudes of life, things are not people."

Su Yang looked at his brand-new medical hall and muttered to himself, slightly distracted.

After a moment, he whispered, "Thousands of years... When I come out again..."

"I don't even have a person who knows each other and can talk..."

"Hmm..."

"There is one, and the result is that in just half a month, I deceived her twice."

"I don't dare to call her now..."

"Sanxian Island, I have never been to it again."

"Ugh..."

As he spoke, Su Yang sighed again and repeated the poem uttered by Zhao Gongdao: "If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same in the end, and the young man will travel..."

“？？？”

Zhao Gongdao looked at Su Yang in a daze, as if he wanted to say something.

But inexplicably, there was a little sadness in my heart.

The whole person sat on the chair in despair, looking at the sky, a little distracted.

I didn't even know that the meat skewers in my hands were cold.

Su Yang just looked at it calmly.

After confirming that Zhao Gongdao was really immersed in his sad world, he continued to look at the courtyard in a trance.

The two rocking chairs in the corner, the two sick numbers, at this moment, the mood is inexplicably similar.

Seems...

In this moment, they are one kind of person.

It seems to be out of place with everything around it, and it seems to be perfectly integrated into it.

……

"You're finally back..."

At the corner of Black Street.

A young man in ragged clothes, with a blackened face and carrying a sack, saw Tong Tong carrying garbage and dumping it into the garbage can, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

But the movement in his hand did not stop, still rummaging through the garbage in front of him, and took out a bottle, stepped on it with his foot, put it in a bag, and slowly walked into the distance without stopping in the process.

"Hey!"

A shout suddenly rang out from behind him.

He frowned slightly, his grip on the sack tightened slightly, but soon relaxed again, turned his head, and looked behind him.

There was a little restraint in his blank eyes, and panic about this troubled world.

It's completely an image of an innocent child who ventures out to scavenge waste.

"There's some barbecue here, and the rest."

"It's a waste to throw it away."

Tong Tong trotted over, still holding the box in his hand, and handed it to the boy with a cheerful smile on his face.

Although he said that he was leftover, the box was very neat and tidy, and it was also accompanied by brand-new disposable chopsticks, which was obviously prepared in advance by seeing him scavenging nearby.

"Huh?"

"Give... Give it to me? ”

The boy looked a little flattered, but with just the right amount of caution, he took a step back and looked around.

"Hmm."

"If you're hungry in the future, I'll send it to you every day."

Tong Tong nodded slightly, and his smile became kinder.

The boy looked at the barbecue in Tong Tong's hand, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, as if he was a little coveted, but he was still a little cautious and didn't dare to pick it up.

"I..."

"I'm not hungry..."

As he spoke, he kept looking around, as if to see if there were any accomplices in Tong Tong's vicinity, whether they were fishing.

It's just that the hand he hid behind him, between his fingers, already had a blade between his fingers.

Waiting for Tong Tong to approach him step by step.

But unintentionally...

The young man suddenly saw the direction of the street corner, a middle-aged man was leaning against the corner of the street, exuding a powerful aura on his body, and urged a little impatiently: "Come back quickly, if you don't go back to fight, Zhao Fatzi will curse again." ”

"Oh!"

"Got it."

Tong Tong shouted in his mouth, hurriedly trotted a few steps, and came to the young man: "Don't worry, there is no poison." ”

Looking at Tong Tong who was close at hand, the young man did not hesitate to put back the blade on his fingertips and nodded weakly.

"In the future, if you are hungry, you can go to the street to find me."

Tong Tong smiled again, trotted across the street, and hurried back with Wu Qianqiu.

After Tong Tong left, the innocent look in the young man's eyes suddenly dissipated, leaving only absolute coldness, and he stared at the direction of Tong Tong's departure.