gambler

Crane spoke in an affirmative tone.

"Write what?"

"...You can write whatever you want." Qianhe said.

"I do not know."

"Lies! How did you write before?"

Han Banqing hesitated, and finally wrote four words: Happy birthday, Qianhe didn't read it carefully, and thought it would be good if there were words anyway, so he asked the clerk to pack the cake, and then took Han Banqing back to Uncle Li's car, Uncle Li put Qianhe handed him the mobile phone that was placed on the co-pilot and said, "Master, your mobile phone has rang four times."

Qianhe took it over and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and threw it aside without paying attention, but it rang again not long after.

He had no choice but to pick it up, and there was an eager male voice: "Hey Qianhe, is Han Banqing with you?"

"Yang Jian? Is he there? Do I need to tell you?" Qianhe's ending sound rose, with a slight hint of frivolity.

"I'm going to buy a late-night snack, and the people will be gone!"

"Is it Yang Jian? Give me the phone, and I'll tell him." Han Banqing stretched out his hand to motion for him to take it.

Qianhe pouted: "I don't want it!"

"If you do this again, I'll go home." Han Banqing was a little anxious about his abnormal behavior today.

Qianhe had no choice but to obediently hand the phone to Han Banqing, and Yang Jian's voice seemed to be panting: "Ah Qing, why did you leave with him again?"

"I just want to spend his birthday with him, that's all."

"It's all over here, is there another birthday? Han Banqing, you are a gambler! No matter how much you have paid for him, you are destined to be a loser."

"Really, I will spend another birthday with him at last."

"It's a waste of me to go all the way to buy fried noodles for you. It's still your favorite one. You don't bring your mobile phone, so I woke up your grandma, and he asked me where you were?"

"Okay, okay, you're the best, you told my grandma that I'm going to stay at a classmate's house for one night, and told him not to wait for me."

"You still live at his house?"

"No, if it's early, I will go home."

"Is it too late?"

The more Qianhe listened, the more impatient she became, and she snatched the phone to the limit and hung it up.

never like you again

"You are always like this." Han Banqing turned his face away from him, and found through the car window that it was not the way to school: "Did you drive right? Didn't you go to the house you rented?"

Qianhe turned his head away with both hands: "Why don't you look at me? I want to go back there too, and my cousin doesn't know how to know that I live there, and now he won't leave there, so he insists on giving it to me Birthday."

"Then you said that no one gave you a birthday."

"He didn't call it my birthday. He came to torture me. He said that when I was young, he lied to me that Ultraman gave me a birthday present. The transformation device was placed on the tree, so that I climbed up the tree at night and hung on it. The neighbors all came out to watch the jokes, and I really feel shadowed." Qianhe didn't show the slightest embarrassment, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"You are too stupid hahahahahaha."

"That happened a long time ago. Maybe when you were young, you secretly ate shit when your parents were away."

"How is it possible? I don't know if I've eaten shit or not?" Han Banqing said.

"Do you remember what happened when you were so young?" Qianhe never tired of teasing Han Banqing.

Han Banqing was silent for a while, as if he really couldn't remember what happened before the age of 8, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "Then maybe you have eaten it too?"

"Yeah, who knows?"

When they got there, Qianhe got out of the car with a gift, and opened the car door for Han Banqing very kindly.

"Why are you so abnormal?"

"I want to treat you better."

"No need." Han Banqing wanted to say, I don't believe you anymore, but he still didn't say it.

"Why not? Are you unhappy when I treat you well?" Seeing that Han Banqing was walking slowly, Qianhe turned back to join him.

Han Banqing didn't answer him, but walked forward quickly on his own.

"Sir, please show your ID card." A man in uniform beside the automatic sliding iron gate stopped Han Banqing.

Han Banqing glared at him: "What ID card? I don't have one. A broken community is like a prison. Does it make sense to you?"

"Sir, if you don't have an ID card, you can't enter here. If you are looking for someone, you can use the phone here. If the head of the household agrees, you can come in." The man still had a straight face.

Han Banqing shouted to Qianhe behind him: "Look down on us poor people." Qianhe used to use this to laugh at him. When he was in the freshman year of high school, he was afraid that Qianhe would not have breakfast, so he would save the money he wanted for breakfast. Next, buy meat, eggs and milk for Qianhe, but Han Banqing watched Qianhe happily take it, turned around and took a look, and threw it into the trash can. He will never forget the disdainful "tsk" in his life .

Yes, of course he doesn't like such shabby things. When dealing with the exquisite pastries given by girls, he should be kinder, eat two bites if he looks good, and throw the rest to his brothers.The gentleness that he pretended to be in front of others disappeared instantly when he arrived at Han Banqing's place. Shouldn't he be lucky that Qianhe showed his true colors in front of him?

Qianhe was stunned by what he said. He was holding a grudge. He remembered that he seemed to have said to him not long ago: "The poor are the poor." Didn't think much about it.

He took out the so-called "identity card" from his bag, waved it in front of the guard, and walked in with Han Banqing. The atmosphere on the road was very awkward, and no one spoke. Qianhe thought that Han Banqing was usually the one looking for topics, but today it was actually quiet Abnormal, why does he feel like he is a little sad, or disappointed, he doesn't know.

There are no more than 10 households in this community, and each unified three-story villa is worth a lot just by looking at the decoration. Han Banqing seems to have heard that Qianhe's father gave it to him at his coming-of-age ceremony last year. Set of villas.

"No slippers, let's go in."

Han Banqing remembered that his aunt would come to his rented house twice a week, and Qianhe didn't know how to clean up at all. His mother would secretly come back to tidy up every day when her son was going to school.

"This is not a hotel, you don't even take off your shoes?" Han Banqing really had nothing to say to Qianhe's sloppiness.

"It's almost the same, someone will clean it anyway." Qianhe looked at Han Banqing's disgusted eyes, and added: "You think, if I don't step on the stolen goods, someone will clean it, and if I step on the dirty, someone will clean it. It's better to step on the dirty It's a good deal, isn't it?"

"God damn it's a bargain!"

Qianhe took the cake from Han Banqing, and put it on the dining table together with the gift, then opened the gift with a smile, and waved it in front of Han Banqing like a show: "This is the most thoughtful gift I have ever received .”

"Yeah, Yang Jian and I spent one night making it." Han Banqing replied casually, turning on his phone to order takeaway: "Do you want something to eat? It's your birthday, I'll treat you."

The veins in Qianhe's hands twitched slightly, and the beautiful brows frowned into Sichuan characters: "You fucking say it again! Who did you do this with?!"

"And Yang Jian, what are you doing?" Han Banqing unconsciously moved to the corner of the sofa: "Otherwise, how could I do it well in one night."

With red eyes, Chizuru raised the glass cover on the house and dropped it. With a "bang", Han Banqing could only see the glass hit the ground, then shattered and flew across his cheek.

"You're a bitch!"

Even though he worked so hard, he was so sleepy that he couldn't bear to sleep. The gift he put together fell apart in an instant, and the small cabinet rolled down beside Han Banqing's legs. It was a special cabinet that he didn't make properly because he was missing a part at that time.

He raised his head, facing Qianzuru's staring eyes, hot tears fell uncontrollably, even his voice was full of unstoppable sobs.

Han Banqing is like a child who has been wronged: "I hate you, and I will never like you again."

Qianhe was frightened by him, because Han Banqing's tears slid down his cheeks, with the blood that had just been scratched by the glass, running down his neck.

Han Banqing didn't cry when his parents died, because he didn't know what death was, but during that period, he became very quiet.However, today, more than ten years later, he cried twice, once because of the helplessness of being frightened and abandoned, and once because of the pain of a completely broken dream. In short, it was all about Qianhe.

Qianhe walked over, regretfully trying to hold him in his arms, but was pushed away.

"nausea."

He couldn't believe that such words came from Han Banqing's mouth. That Han Banqing who didn't dare to say a bad word just said that he was disgusting?

"The wound is a bit deep, shall I take you to the hospital?" Qianhe looked at the slightly deeper wound on his face, feeling extremely distressed.

Han Banqing stood up and walked towards the door step by step, trying to restrain himself from crying, so there was only a low sob left.

"Ah Qing, don't cry, it's my fault, I'm too excited, please forgive me once?" Qianhe hugged Han Banqing from behind: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Do you think I should be happy?This is the first time I heard Chizuru admitting his mistake, is he saying sorry to me?It's too late, Chizuru, I can't afford to bet.

Han Banqing turned his head, and then opened Qianhe's hand finger by finger: "If I'm sorry, if it's useful, you can't finish talking tonight after all these years." Then he walked quickly to the door.

"Han Banqing! I have treated you like this, and you still want to leave me?"

Han Banqing turned his head, and tears burst into tears again: "Are you treating me well? You are treating yourself well! You keep saying you love me, but you love yourself! You are selfish!"

"I'm really in love with you, why are you