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The sky was dark and it looked like it was going to snow.

The students all gathered in the playground, the campus was much cleaner than before, and they hardly saw anyone along the way.

"Fatty, take it easy, I'm about to be strangled to death by you." Wu Xie gritted his teeth, this fat man has so much meat, but his bones are still so piercing.

"Huh? Naive..." The fat man suddenly stopped, his eyes cast aside.

"What's wrong?" Wu Xie also looked up.

"Did you hear any sound?" The fat man glanced at him, listened carefully, and was suddenly taken aback, "It seems to be your brother's voice."

"How... how?" Wu Xie was a little surprised.

The two of them were speechless for a while, and they quieted down to catch the sound carefully. Sure enough, the sound of Poker Bottle was indeed heard not far away.

"Go, take a look." The fat man whispered, and after finishing speaking, he carried Wu Xie and started walking towards the source of the sound.

Before approaching, there was a sound of fighting, and Wu Xie was a little anxious: "Fatty, hurry up."

"Fatty, I understand, I understand." The fat man quickened his pace, and the fat on his body rubbed against Wu Xie, and Wu Xie had goose bumps all over his body.

As soon as the two approached, the fighting sound stopped. Turning around a small forest, Wu Xie saw the group of social youths just now, one after another, fell to the ground one after another, yelling all over the ground, the scene was very funny.

"What's the situation?" The fat man froze for a moment.As soon as he supported the fat man to stand still, Wu Xie was also a little stunned.

"Who are you, that kid? I have no grievances or enmities with you, so what are you meddling with?" A roar came from one side, and Wu Xie turned his head to the side, only to see a tall and burly figure standing among the crowd In front of the fallen minions, he confronted Zhang Qiling with a wooden stick.

"Da Kui?" Fatty was the first to recognize it.

Wu Xie was taken aback, that's right, this person is Da Kui, but... how could they fight?For a person like Zhang Qiling who is pure-hearted and ascetic, he ignored that green hair who provoked him so much just now. How could this Da Kui, who has never shown his face, provoke him?

"Fatty, let's go up and have a look." Wu Xie patted the fat man on the shoulder.

Just two steps away, Dakui looked over vigilantly, and when he found out that it was Wu Xie, Dakui suddenly pointed at Wu Xie like crazy and kept yelling: "It's you, it's you—"

"Me?" Wu Xie was taken aback.

"It's you," Dakui roared, and suddenly swung the wooden stick in his hand, "You give me back the clouds—"

Just as Wu Xie was about to dodge, there was a "snap", but the wooden stick just thrown out was firmly grasped by both hands, without any cushion.

Wu Xie turned around and saw Zhang Qiling clutching the wooden stick with an unfriendly expression, and was about to step forward, but suddenly forgot that there was still an injury on his foot, his ankle hurt, and he was about to fall to the ground, when the fat man next to him suddenly stretched out his fat claws, He pulled him up, then rolled up his sleeves and went forward: "Fuck your mother, dare to bully innocent, you didn't have fun last time, didn't you..."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Dakui who was in the distance was kicked to the ground by Zhang Qiling.

"You..." Dakui fell heavily on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and there were two shiny gold teeth, Wu Xie couldn't help sighing, it seems that this was put on after the fat man knocked it off last time, tsk , the strike is really heavy!Don't mess with these two in the future!

Da Kui turned his head to look at Wu Xie unwillingly, "It's you who... harmed... Yun Cai... ignored me..."

Hearing these intermittent words, Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, it turned out to be like this!In this way, he really has a reason to resent himself, but is it necessary to force things like feelings?

"You...you wait...my dad...my dad...but the principal..." Dakui looked at Zhang Qiling angrily again, "you...Wu Xie...Who is Wu Xie..."

"He is my younger brother. Please stay away from him and tell your principal that if my younger brother gets hurt a little, I will never let him go!" The stick snapped and fell to the side.

The thrown wooden stick shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground with a "crash", which made people tremble for a while.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qiling turned and left, leaving a group of people stunned, Dakui even lay on the ground, his eyes were too terrified to move.

"Brother..." Wu Xie almost blurted out, "You..."

Wu Xie felt that his brain could no longer think, Poker-Face said I was his younger brother?He said tell them to stay away from me?He said he won't let the person who hurt me go?he……

"Let's go." Zhang Qiling quickly recovered his expressionless face, walked over in two steps in three steps, hugged Wu Xie horizontally, and turned to look at the fat man: "Lead the way."

"Ah... ah... ah, good, good." The fat man didn't close his mouth for a long time, and as soon as he realized it, he immediately kicked away the little yellow hair lying on the side of the road, and walked towards the infirmary in a hurry.

"I'll go by myself." Just as Wu Xie wanted to resist, he was blocked by Zhang Qiling's stern eyes, so he could only curl up in his arms obediently, but his face was red to the neck.

When I came out of the infirmary, it was almost dark. The nurse kindly gave me a cane, and also told me how to apply the medicine and other precautions.

Under the dim streetlights, snowflakes were fluttering, and a light layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. The fat man had already found an excuse to go back first.

Zhang Qiling didn't drive over today, Wu Xie walked slowly side by side with him on crutches, snowflakes fell silently, resting on their shoulders.

Wu Xie looked up, the sky was very dark, and there was no end in sight.Under Bai Xue's dress, the world suddenly became very quiet, except for the creaking sound of feet on the fluffy snow.

From going to the infirmary to now, Zhang Qiling didn't say a word. Wu Xie lowered his head and glanced at him, still expressionless, without any emotion. If he couldn't hear the footsteps, Wu Xie would even doubt what happened next to him. Anyone.

The boundless snow seems a little lonely.

"Brother." Wu Xie was the first to break the silence, his voice hoarse.

Zhang Qiling turned his head.

A gust of wind blew, and snowflakes fluttered and danced all over the sky. Wu Xie stopped and buried his head.

"I am today," Wu Xie turned his head, but did not dare to look at him, "Did I do something wrong?"

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, but just stared at his buried head.

"I know, it's wrong for me to hit someone first," Wu Xie smiled lightly, and continued, "It seems... I'm always causing trouble for you, ha ha..." After finishing speaking, Wu Xie continued walking with a cane .

"Wu Xie..."

A deep voice came from behind, Wu Xie turned his head, Zhang Qiling's eyes were very dark, but they became clearer under the reflection of the snow.

"You don't have to be so careful."

A snowflake fell leisurely on the hair tip of Zhang Qiling's forehead, and instantly turned into water droplets, Wu Xie stared blankly.

"If you need help, just ask, if you want to do something, just do it," Zhang Qiling unexpectedly said a long sentence, "You don't have to be so careful."

The snowflakes are drifting drunkenly, becoming more and more melodious under the illumination of the dim street lamps.Wu Xie withdrew his gaze, 37 words, he said 37 words, but listening to these simple 37 words, Wu Xie felt his nose sore, buried his head to hide the red eye sockets, and lowered his voice, " But I always feel that if I'm not careful, all of you will be gone," Wu Xie swallowed his choked throat, "It doesn't matter if it's Mom, or you, or Wang Meng, or Old Itch..."

"I see."

Wu Xie shook his head, looked up at the endless sky: "You don't understand."

"My mother looks very optimistic, but she is actually very sensitive. I don't want her to worry, so I have been trying to make myself a good son. Wang Meng... Wang Meng is a person who is extremely insecure. I am his only support. , and the old itchy...he..."

"He..." A small ball of snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on Wu Xie's fair face. The heat melted into water droplets and slid down his cheeks: "He has left, hasn't he? I have been thinking , if I do something bad, will you all be like him..."

"Wu Xie." Zhang Qiling watched him quietly, with a very focused expression: "I will be here."

Wu Xie froze for a moment, the crutches he was holding suddenly shook, and his body lost his balance. The moment he was about to fall to the ground, a pair of powerful arms lay across his chest to stop the fall.

"I'll carry you." After saying that, without waiting for Wu Xie to protest, Zhang Qiling turned around and moved him onto his back.

"Brother..." Lying on Zhang Qiling's back, smelling the unique fragrance emanating from him, Wu Xie's nose twitched, the tears already overflowing could no longer be restrained, and finally from the corners of his eyes that he was trying to close tightly The edge quietly flowed out and dripped on Zhang Qiling's coat.

"Wu Xie, I will be here."Yeah?will you be thereWill it always be there?

Wu Xie rubbed his head, and wiped all his tears on his back angrily, this stuffy oil bottle is very good, what are you doing with such provocative words.

Looking up at the sky, it was very black, just like Zhang Qiling's eyes, deep and silent.Small and dense snowflakes fluttered down one after another, and fell on the leaves and wall lamps. In the end, they will all return to dust quietly...

On the snow, two rows of messy footprints became one at a certain point, straight and powerful, and continued continuously.

Zhang Qiling walked steadily, Wu Xie lay quietly on his shoulders, closed his eyes and felt his ups and downs, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief.

It would be great if there was no end to this road...

"Is it cold?" Zhang Qiling turned his head slightly.

Wu Xie shook his head.

"Put your hand in." Zhang Qiling stopped.

"Huh?" Wu Xie opened his eyes, a little confused.

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, but freed one hand, silently pulled the collar of the woolen sweater, took his cold hands, and covered his neck.

As soon as he touched his warm collarbone, Wu Xie was startled, and immediately wanted to pull out his hand, but was pressed even harder: "It's warmer this way."

"But..." Wu Xie felt a little embarrassed: "You... aren't you cold?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and started walking.

A gust of cold wind blows, snowflakes drift to the side regularly, absorbing the heat from Zhang Qiling's skin, Wu Xie's hands gradually warm up.

A handful of snowflakes were blown onto Zhang Qiling's black coat by the wind, and the warm yellow wall lamps in the alley were brighter than usual under the reflection of the snow. Wu Xie tilted his head, the shape of hexagonal edges, and the structure was very strange.

Stretched out his tongue, a piece of coldness instantly melted on the tip of his tongue, he licked his mouth, it was faint, cool, with a hint of sweetness, mixed with the fragrance of Zhang Qiling's shower gel, this is the smell of Poor Oil Bottle ?

"Cough...cough cough..." An old cough came from the corner of the alley.

Turning a corner, Wu Xie looked up, and an old man in a shabby padded jacket was huddled beside an oven, coughing unceasingly, and several sweet potatoes of different sizes were placed on the oven.

"Brother, brother," Wu Xie excitedly scratched Zhang Qiling's collarbone with his index finger, Zhang Qiling turned his head slightly, and then walked straight forward clearly.

"Old man, is this sweet potato for sale?" Wu Xie asked before approaching Zhang Qiling, lying on Zhang Qiling's back.

"Cough... for sale, of course," the old man regained his energy immediately upon hearing this, "I'll give you a cheaper price as much as you want."

"Two." Wu Xie smiled and made a "two" gesture, seeing the old man deftly holding the old scale and starting to weigh, he couldn't help being a little curious: "It's snowing so heavily, why are you still guarding here? "

"Cough...cough cough..." The old man shook his head and sighed, "The old lady is sick, the money at home is not enough..."

"What about your son, or your daughter?"

"Cough...they...cough..." The old man's expression suddenly became very sad, "I'm busy..."

Wu Xie was speechless for a moment, glanced at Zhang Qiling, thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "Old man, I remembered that there are still people at home, please help me to weigh... um... six..." Wu Xie counted , there are still six left, all bought, and now he can go back.

"Cough... hey, okay," the old man grinned openly, quickly took out the bags and began to put them in one by one, "young man, you are so lucky, you just have six left."

"Hehe..." Wu Xie lay on Zhang Qiling's back with a silly smile, and patted Zhang Qiling's shoulder, "Brother, please give me the money."

"Are you brothers?" The old man weighed the sweet potatoes and started looking for a spoon.

"Yeah." Wu Xie nodded vigorously.

"It doesn't look like it," the old man was a little taken aback, then smiled, "Aren't you two of you?"

Wu Xie thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's my own, right, bro?"

"Ah."

"Hey, that's right. If you're not your own, how can you have such a good relationship." The old man smiled and took the money.

Walking on the road with a big bag of sweet potatoes, Wu Xie couldn't resist the smell, so he started to dig the sweet potatoes with a spoon, and ate them vigorously while lying on Zhang Qiling's shoulder.

"Brother, try it." Wu Xie dug out a large piece of warm sweet potato and handed it to Zhang Qiling's mouth.

Zhang Qiling froze for a moment, paused, and finally opened his mouth slowly.

"Hey..." Wu Xie was very happy, and took another big mouthful and put it into his mouth, "When I was a child, I liked to eat this the most. Once, in order to eat this, I went to pick it up in winter. A month's worth of toothpaste peels..."

Wu Xie talked endlessly about his glorious deeds, Zhang Qiling kept silent and listened quietly.

Snowflakes flutter and fall quietly, and in the world of pink makeup and jade, there is a piece of pure white.

Turning around the last street corner, the street lights beside the villa were faintly visible, but the house was completely dark. Looking at the home that was approaching in the distance, Wu Xie, who was excited, suddenly fell silent: "Brother..."

Zhang Qiling turned his head to signal him to continue talking.

But Wu Xie didn't speak any more, and quietly lay on his shoulder with her head buried.

"I wish I had met you sooner..." After a long time, Wu Xie murmured in a very low voice, almost speaking to himself, but even so, Zhang Qiling still heard it.

"It's not too late now."

"Ah."

The snowflakes fell all over the sky, and suddenly, the world was quiet, only silence remained.

Anjiuxi

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