Mensao Mensao I am arrogant

Chapter 54 Salvation

The sky was bleak.

The street lights were dim.

Misty rain.

Yan left and right held umbrellas and walked aimlessly in the rain.The shiny leather shoes that had been polished made a rattling sound when stepped in the stagnant water.

Yan Zuoyou was very annoyed, the kind who was so annoyed that he was about to explode.It's so hard to die, but the phone keeps ringing endlessly.Directly, shut down.Also ended up with a clean ear.

He didn't want to go anywhere today, he was very irritable, so he wanted to go out for a walk, and feel at ease.After Zhou Hang left, he had to go back to take care of Song Yin.

There are not many people on the street, after all, there are not many idiots like him.Thankfully, it wasn't too rainy, otherwise he would have looked even more like an idiot.

Walking in front of me were seven or eight female high school students who didn't have much homework during the summer vacation, frolicking in pairs with umbrellas on the quiet street.Seeing Yan left and right, he lowered his voice and brushed past him.

Then they followed along.Yan Zuoyou quickened his pace, trying to get rid of these little annoying spirits, but he followed closely.

Finally, a thin, tall girl with glasses stood up on her own initiative. The girl had two braids and her face was full of confidence. She went directly under the umbrellas on the left and right of Yan.After drying with hot air, a layer of white mist floated on the lens.

They stood at a distance of [-] centimeters, with a bright yellow hair band on their braided heads, and a layer of fine raindrops on their bangs, sticking to their foreheads.The breath of youthful vigor spread, sweeping away the gloom on Yan's left and right faces.

Before Twist Braid could speak, Yan glanced left and right, at the girls not far away who were looking here, and gave the umbrella to Twister, who took it for no apparent reason.Yan left and right leaned over to take off his glasses, and then took the square handkerchief that he carried with him and wiped it carefully. He looked too serious, and his long hair hung down on his forehead.The wind blows, shaking slightly.There is a thick musky smell on the body.

"how old are you?"

"18."

"You haven't graduated from high school yet? Have you decided which university to go to?"

Twisted Braid pouted, "I'm a top student. I've received my admission letter this summer, and I'm going to be a college student soon. Why are you still talking to me like a child? I'm already an adult!"

Hearing what she said, Yan Zuo was very happy in his heart.Even he himself didn't know what he was happy about, but he was happy, with a layer of smiles from the bottom of his heart.

Just because of his smile.When Yan Zuoyou gave her glasses, Twist Braid was already blushing, but she still decided to fulfill the trust of her friends.With the shyness and innocence that young people should have, she started her clumsy routine with a sweet voice, "Brother, you are so handsome, we seem to have met somewhere."

The smiles on the left and right corners of Yan's mouth widened a bit, and before leaving, he still touched her head, and said in a joking tone like a big brother, "Sorry, we don't seem to have met in a dream."

Behind him was the noise of the little girls playing.

--"how is it going?"

——"Do you want WeChat?"

——"Huh? Then what do you want?"

—— "Forget it, let's sing."

Yan Zuoyou went to the store to buy a pack of cigarettes and hid from the rain under the bus stop sign. Song Yin never liked him smoking, and would always mutter about him like an old lady when he saw him.Let's smoke a few before we go.

Putting the cigarette in his mouth, he reached into his trouser pocket to touch the lighter, and the lighter was handed over to him directly.

That hand was broad and thick, with distinct bones, clearly protruding tendons, and scars on the hand, which criss-crossed.It's hard to imagine what kind of industry people can have such hands.Yan hesitated for a second, then lowered his head and put the cigarette on it.A lock of broken hair fell out on the forehead.Yan left and right ignored.

There is wind today, the smoke has not been lit yet, the fire flickered a few times, and... went out.

"Hey, buddy, I didn't light it." Yan Zuoyou leaned his body towards the man, and that hand tacitly lit the fire again.

The tilt was too large, and the hair on the forehead completely fell off.The owner of that hand stretched out the other hand into his left and right hair and stroked him from front to back.The thick calluses on his hands rubbed against his scalp, itching slightly.

The first mouthful of the new cigarette was exhaled, and Yan held the cigarette between his left and right index fingers and ring fingers, "Thanks, buddy."

When Yan Zuo remembered and raised his eyes, the person had disappeared.

"Well, I didn't even see the face." Yan Zuoyou muttered casually.

The life is too depressing, let Yan Zuoyou don't want to think about anything, just want to completely empty himself and smoke a few cigarettes, but people often have the clearest thoughts when they are smoking.He suddenly figured out why he was so happy to see Braided Twist just now.

Yan left and right gripped his hands in his hair, and his whole body was honking——

How can I think of Gu him everywhere?Gu He should have graduated from university by now, right?Where do you work?And... have you found a girlfriend or boyfriend yet?

He smoked nearly half a pack in a row.I took a taxi to the hospital after my body was thoroughly smelled of smoke.

Unlike the vegetation outside, no matter how bright and beautiful the hospital room is, there is a strong smell of medicine.

The Yan family only left two or three strong young men on duty.

Song Yin was already asleep, but when Yan Zuoyou came in, he woke up again.

"Are you back? Are you wet?" This was Song Yin's first sentence.

Yan shook his head from side to side, his eyes were full of guilt, like an eggplant beaten by frost, he hesitated to speak, "brother, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, especially uncomfortable, you said you are so kind to me, but I……"

Yan Zuo paused, "Otherwise, let's divide..."

"It's okay, I like you, Xiaoyan." Song Yin shook his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be gentle to everything.Song Yin appropriately interrupted Yan Zuo's words.

"No, no, it's not like this, it can't be like this, brother, brother! You won't ask me for anything?" Yan Zuoyou's spirit was almost broken, he knelt on the bed and grabbed Song Yin's collar, "Brother, brother! You Don't you think that's unfair?"

When he said that, Song Yin hesitated in his heart. His brother, who has always been lawless and ignored by everyone, turned out to be such a soft-hearted person, cowardly and so vulnerable.

As soon as Yan Zuo was like this, Song Yin felt that it was boring to play like this, so Song Yin remained silent for a while.Ren Yan left and right had a mental breakdown to the point where he couldn't extricate himself.

Yan Youyou scratched his hair into a mess, his eyelids drooped, and he muttered, "I've been hurting you, I've been hurting you, I've been hurting you, I've been hurting you all the time," Yan Youyou suddenly raised his head, his overlong hair covered his eyes, and Song Yin could vaguely see that his eye sockets were red from the gaps in his hair.Yan Zuoyou raised his voice several times, "Brother! I'm sick! I really can't control myself! I'm sick! Brother!"

Song Yin picked out a vague arc on the corner of his mouth, and decided to suppress Yan Zuo's last rationality.

He stretched out his scarred arm, put on an infinitely doting expression, and the gentle words he said seemed to be true. He said, "Xiaoyan, I really love you. It won't be because of how you I don't like you for me. I can accept everything about you unconditionally."

Yan left and right let go, and the whole person knelt down on the ground without any energy.

Song Yin could feel his negative aura of lovelessness.Song Yin still lifted his injured arm and touched Yan's left and right faces, "Xiaoyan, today...can you not go back? I'm too boring here alone."

Song Yin lifted his chin.Worried about his injury, Yan Zuo raised his head obediently.It happened to meet the way Song Yin looked at him, it was really gentle.It made him feel a deep sense of guilt from the bottom of his heart.

But at this second, the tenderness in Song Yin's eyes turned into hesitation, and it took a long time before he said, "Can I...can I kiss you?"

That tentative tone gave Yan Youyou no reason to refuse.

Song Yin leaned over and leaned over.

For Yan Youyou, it was a delicate and gentle kiss, a kiss of complete redemption.

As far as Song Yin was concerned, he hesitated. Why did he torture each other so scarred?for what?

...even he himself was at a loss.

at the same time.In the darkest corner of the city.A life-and-death struggle is going on.