Walk with Light

When Li Jinghe approached Zhong Qi, Zhong Qi was still playing games, he said to Li Jinghe quickly: "Ahe, wait for me, this game is about to end."

It was 10 minutes later. Li Jinghe was sitting on the sofa in his living room, neither watching TV nor checking his mobile phone, but looking contemplative.

After Zhong Qi finished the game, he took juice for Li Jinghe from the refrigerator, and explained apologetically, "Why did you come here suddenly and didn't say hello to me?"

Li Jinghe tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and there was a questioning look at the end of his eyes. He had already restrained himself very well, but the nameless anger still couldn't be suppressed, "I won't come, how can I tell you in person what you have done? Those good things?"

The sofa creaked with Zhong Qi's movements, and he adjusted his position, seeking a comfortable posture.

"Ahe, I already told you when I asked for your number, you just need to give me Xiang Xinhua's number, and you don't have to worry about other things." Zhong Qi took a sip of his juice, relaxed and just called. Games and stiff fingers.

"You don't need me to take photos of me and Xing Xi secretly, and then provoke Jiang Zhao and my relationship?" Li Jinghe caught him, his dark eyes were filled with anger, his face was condensed, and he was on the verge of erupting.

Zhong Qi coughed, scratched his hair and said, "This is not provocation, I am just reminding Jiang Zhao that you are very sought after, let him be more considerate of you."

"You use me." Li Jinghe frowned, he looked at Zhong Qi, his voice was tense, and he said disappointedly: "You asked me the other day a few years ago if I had the contact information of Jiang Zhao's good friend Xiang Xinhua, I didn't Here. You said that you felt sorry for her and wanted to apologize to her, and I told you that I could convey it on your behalf. You insisted on expressing your sincerity, and I gave it."

"I give you my trust. Zhong Qi, we have known each other for 13 years. We have known each other since we were ignorant. I have always regarded you as a friend. Remember, if we are no longer friends, it is not because of Jiang Zhao , not because of Xiang Xinhua, not because of anyone else, but because of yourself."

Li Jinghe stood up, looked down at Zhong Qi, and said calmly, "Don't bother Jiang Zhao and Xiang Xinhua, if you really like her, go to her after you make achievements. Don't sneak around the timid ones, dirty."

Zhong Qi was dumbfounded, and he also stood up, with his brows hanging, and asked unwillingly: "Ah, are you kidding me?"

Li Jinghe grabbed his collar, the veins on the back of his thin hands were bulging, and the joints were shockingly sharp. "I'm not fucking kidding you. If you dare to disturb them again, I will use our way to solve this problem."

Zhong Qi threw off his shackles, tilted his head, and said resolutely: "Okay, you value sex over friends, you can do it. Go talk about your love, I don't even bother to talk to Xinhua, just play with her, Who cares."

Li Jing and his fist came out fast, when it hit Zhong Qi's face, he didn't even hide, and the corner of his mouth broke instantly.

Zhong Qi didn't fight back, he didn't dare to hit Li Jinghe, it wasn't that he couldn't, Li Jinghe was sick recently, he knew very well that he couldn't stand a beating at all.

"Finished the fight? After the fight, hurry back and find your Xiaoqing, saying that you have avenged him." Zhong Qi pushed him away, with the tip of his tongue against the corner of his mouth, licking a smell of rust.

It seems that Li Jinghe just wanted to talk about this, and gave him a fist by the way.

After he left, Zhong Qi sat alone on the sofa, flipping through his text messages to Xiang Xinhua, the words on the screen were particularly eye-catching at this moment.

'Xinhua, everyone makes mistakes, I regret it, especially regret it.You are still reading, right?In fact, I lied to you, I don't like reading, I said I like reading, I pulled you to go to the library with me, just to sit with you and do nothing.This way we can squander the time that only belongs to the two of us.I compiled a book list for you, hundreds of books, if you have time, can I give it to you? '

'Sorry, I still like you very much. '

Zhong Qi drooped his eyelids, deleted all the text messages, and sent Xing Chun a message after changing hands: Your mother, you came up with bad ideas, Ah He broke up with me now, what a shame.

After Li Jinghe came out of Zhong Qi's house, he didn't get in the car, he walked back on foot.Spring is here, pear blossoms and peach blossoms are rushing to bloom first, and there is a lot of spring.He thought of Jiang Zhao again, he should break a branch and stick it behind Jiang Zhao's ear, Jiang Zhao's wearing flowers are very pretty, like a little girl, just one glance can take his soul away.

It was such a good weather, so he should be happier. Li Jinghe looked up, the blue sky was boundless, but his heart was full of dust.

His hearing is declining, and he may need to wear a hearing aid in the future. Li Zhao wants him to accept this fact, or go abroad for treatment.

Li Jinghe couldn't accept it, this kind of life was too painful, like being cut short, time was like a blade, every day that passed was like cutting off a piece of his flesh.He didn't know when he would be completely deaf, suffering like a life sentence.It's better to be deaf directly, he doesn't have to worry all the time, but he is reluctant to be deaf, those voices are proof of his life to him.

Li Zhao taught him how to read and how to be a man, but he never taught him how to deal with illness, how to deal with life and death.Because Li Zhao is healthy, he does not have these worries, but Li Jinghe does.

He not only has to face the disease, but also the lack of friendship, and the love he met too early.

He can't even handle anything well.

*******

Jiang Zhao's gloomy days, the only thing to be happy about is that Cheng Xueqing's condition seems to have improved. She not only cleaned herself up recently, she even started cooking. She cooks for two. Jiang Zhao was a little surprised.

"Mom." Jiang Zhao called her.

Cheng Xueqing turned her head slowly, she looked at Jiang Zhao with a little bewilderment at first, and then slowly changed into a soft, clear eyes with maternal brilliance.

"You don't go home to cook recently, I made it myself." Cheng Xueqing spoke very slowly, her voice was a little thin, and when her accent slowed down, it sounded pleasant.

"I've been busy studying recently." Jiang Zhao didn't say sit down, he just followed Cheng Xueqing, looking at her curiously.It's too rare. Cheng Xueqing's situation has been rare since Jiang Zhi left.

Jiang Zhao even had a feeling of seeing hope, as expected, life would not make people suffer all the time, he thought.

"I have to eat when I'm busy studying." Cheng Xueqing pointed to the stool beside him and asked Jiang Zhao to sit on it, and Jiang Zhao sat down obediently.

The two of them gathered around a table, Cheng Xueqing was not very good at cooking, but she was good at rolling noodles, and the noodles she rolled were the best noodles Jiang Zhao had ever eaten.Unfortunately, after she fell ill, Jiang Zhao never had it again.

Jiang Zhao was relieved a lot while eating the bowl of hot noodles.