i don't miss you very much

This is an ordinary car, and an ordinary middle-aged man is sitting in the car.Although it was spring and the weather hadn't warmed up yet, a lot of sweat came out of his forehead, dripping down his forehead and dripping onto the ground.A drop accidentally fell into his eyes, but he still opened his eyes, unwilling to spend a second closing his eyes to wipe it away.

It seemed to be getting hotter and hotter in the car, and he was just sitting there, sweating profusely.

"Ring ring ring! Ring ring ring..." A burst of sudden ringing broke the dullness in the air.

He frowned, glanced at the phone impatiently, and after seeing the name displayed on the phone, he immediately picked it up in trepidation.

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Gong, I am in Qingyang. He came to Qingyang alone."

"Don't worry, I will never let him go!"

"This time, he's dead!"

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and stared at the intersection ahead.

A big black Mercedes appeared in his field of vision, he curled his lips, finally, he could take revenge.

He put the clutch to the highest gear, stepped on the gas pedal, and sprinted towards the big white recklessly.

"Bump!" The car collided and made a loud sound.

Because he had prepared in advance, he didn't suffer much harm. Looking at the fainted man in the opposite car and the black smoke from behind the car, he smiled with satisfaction.

In this indifferent society, no one will risk their lives to save you.So, you are dead.

———————————— My name is Dividing Line, I am nine years old this year———————————

"Hi, what's the matter?"

"Is it Mr. Qingwu? Your friend had a car accident, please come to the county hospital as soon as possible."

……

"That's how things are. Our police will definitely capture the hit-and-run suspect as soon as possible, please rest assured Mr. Qingwu."

"En. Qingwu nodded with a smile, but his brows and eyes were still full of worry. He glanced at Yang Mo who was being examined by the doctor, and asked hesitantly, "Does he really only remember me? "

Officer Zhang nodded: "He was already fainted when he was rescued by the crowd. When he woke up in the hospital, he said he didn't remember who he was. He only remembered that he had a friend named Qing Wu here. We will find you phone number, and called you. The doctor said he may have mild memory loss from the impact, and he will heal after a while."

"I see, thank you Officer Zhang."

"It's okay, serve people!" Officer Zhang touched his head and smiled.

Qing Wu couldn't help smiling slightly.

"Hello!" Yang Mo stepped in between Qing Wu and Police Officer Zhang, looked at Qing Wu, and said indifferently, "The doctor said I'm fine, let's go home soon."

On the way home, Qing Wu turned his head to look at Yang Mo's handsome and resolute face, and asked tentatively, "Do you really not remember anything?"

"En." Yang Mo put his hands in his pockets and replied indifferently.

"Then why..." Why do you remember me?Qing Wu asked without hesitation, but stopped suddenly.

"I know what you want to ask." Yang Mo took out a note from the pocket of his lower body suit and handed it to Qing Wu, "Because of this."

Qing Wu took it, only to see his name, phone number and address written on the note.He held the note tightly and stuffed it into his pocket: "I'll go back and contact your friend to pick you up."

"No!" Yang Mo frowned and said forcefully.

"why?"

Yang Mo said with a cold face: "The police said that the accident was likely to be intentional through the surveillance footage captured by the roadside surveillance probe. I don't remember anything now. The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. It is too late to go back rashly." Danger."

Qing Wu smiled and looked at Yang Mo: "Then you are sure to stay with me safely?"

"It's better to wait for a rabbit than to cast a net for a fish."

"I mean, are you sure I'm safe?" Qing Wu restrained her smile, looked at Yang Mo, and said word by word.

Yang Mo stared straight at Qing Wu, expressionless, and said after a long time, "You won't."

"Appreciate further details."

"If you were really dangerous, I would not come to you alone. Since I dare to come to you alone, it means that I know that you will never hurt me." More importantly, Qingwu's breath is inexplicable Make him feel familiar and at ease.

"The analysis is sound from top to bottom, have you really lost your memory?" Qing Wu smiled slightly, and looked at Yang Mo jokingly.

The corners of Yang Mo's lips curled slightly: "I just lost my memory, not stupid."

Qing Wu smiled, noncommittal.

"By the way," Yang Mo raised his chin, "Who are you? A friend? A classmate?"

"None." Qing Wu's eyes were full of smiles, "I am your brother."

elder brother?Yang Mo frowned, glanced at Qing Wu, and began to wonder how likely this person was to lie to him.

"You'll sleep here tonight." Back at Qingwu's one-bedroom house, Qingwu led Yang Mo to the bedroom, pointing to the only bed and saying.

"What about you?" Yang Mo asked.

"I sleep on the sofa."

Yang Mo raised his eyebrows: "They're both men, why don't they sleep together?"

Qing Wu looked at Yang Mo with frowned eyebrows: "Don't you know that men and men are also very dangerous?"

Yang Mo stared at Qing Wu, raising his eyebrows: "You mean I'm dangerous?"

Seeing the seriousness in his eyes, Qing Wu suddenly couldn't help laughing "ha ha", and bent over laughing under Yang Mo's puzzled gaze.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Mo asked.

"It's nothing." Qing Wu covered his waist and tried his best to hold back the laughter, but the laughter still overflowed from his mouth, "It seems that you really don't remember anything."

Yang Mo looked at Qing Wu expressionlessly, but secretly a little annoyed in his heart.

Qing Wu smiled enough, straightened up, leaned close to Yang Mo's ear, and breathed warm air on Yang Mo's sensitive ear: "It's not that you are dangerous, but... I am very dangerous."

Yang Mo squinted at him: "Are you sure?"

Qingwu smiled and said nothing.

Dinner is green without burning, simple two dishes and one soup.Looking at the plain food, Yang Mo frowned, but didn't say anything.

Qing Wu noticed his slightly frowning brows, stopped his chopsticks, and asked with concern: "Aren't you used to eating?"

"No." Yang Mo replied indifferently, picked up the food and put it in his mouth.The smooth, tender, and lightly fragrant eggs bring great enjoyment to the taste buds as soon as they touch the tip of the tongue.Yang Mo swallowed it expressionlessly, but quickly put the food into his bowl with the chopsticks in his hand.

Qingwu saw it in his eyes and smiled slightly.

After eating, Qing Wu went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, Yang Mo leaned against the door to watch him busy, a little bit sorry, suggested in a slightly stiff voice: "Let me help you." It doesn't look like you want to help.

"No need." Qing Wu laughed, "You also said to help me wash the dishes before, but in the end the dishes were all broken and you got greasy all over your body."

"Have I washed the dishes for you before?"

"En." Qing Wu lowered his head and wiped the bowl carefully with a rag, "But that was all a long time ago."

"How long is a long time?"

"It's almost ten years." Qing Wu put the bowls and chopsticks into the cupboard, lowered his head, his eyes were deep.

Ten years... so long?

After Qing Wu cleaned up and walked out of the kitchen, Yang Mo looked at his back and suddenly asked, "Are you really my brother?"

Qing Wu stopped but didn't look back, Yang Mo couldn't see his expression, he could only hear his faint voice: "In my heart, you will always be my younger brother."

younger brother?After receiving Qingwu's answer, Yang Mo felt inexplicably unhappy for some reason.

After taking a shower, Yang Mo wore Qing Wu's clothes because he didn't have time to buy clothes. Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was fine.But when Qing Wu tucked Yang Mo in the quilt and printed a goodnight kiss on Yang Mo's forehead, no matter how thick-skinned Yang Mo was, he couldn't hold on.

He frowned, looked at Qing Wu strangely: "I'm not a child."

Qing Wu just smiled, turned off the light for him, and gently closed the door.

In the darkness, Yang Mo stared at the pitch-black ceiling and gradually fell asleep.

Qingwu walked to the balcony of the living room, closed the thick soundproof door, took out his mobile phone, and quickly dialed a number.

"Hi, it's me, Junzheng."

The people over there seemed a little surprised: "Junzheng, what's the matter, calling so late?"

"I want you to check something for me."

……

"So, Yang Mo is with you now?"

"kindness."

There was a slight sigh over there: "Why bother, Junzheng?"

Qing Wu smiled shallowly: "No way, Li Xian.

"I liked him for so many years.

"I couldn't stop myself from approaching him.

"Do you know, Li Xian, he is...very good now."

After a long silence, Li Xian's voice came from the other side: "Junzheng, as long as you are happy. No matter what you do, I will support you."

"Thank you." Qing Wu pulled out a smile, with a faint warm feeling in his heart.Over the years, no matter what happened, this friend has always been by my side, believed in myself, and supported me.Thinking of his friend, Qing Wu frowned, and asked with some concern: "How are you? He didn't treat you well, did he?"

"What can I have?" A shallow laugh came, but it was unspeakably suppressed, "It's not like you don't know Gong Xuan's temperament. Even if I hurt him back then, he wouldn't do anything to me."

Qingwu knew that his friend was sad, so he sighed slightly in his heart, but he still asked: "I mean, do you... still like him?"

"What's the point of saying this now? Junzheng, I can't turn back." The words over there were faintly lonely, but very firm, "But even so, I don't regret it! Junzheng, I don't regret it at all. !"

Do you not regret it?Qing Wu looked at the closed door, closed his eyes melancholy, lingered for a long time, and finally said: "But Li Xian, I regret it."

……

Li Xian hung up the phone, looked at the bustling and beautiful night scene of Los Angeles through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly smiled.

There is nothing to regret, I didn't get everything I wanted.

Therefore, he will never regret it.

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