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The night market is busy, the street is full of private cars, packed to the brim, pedestrians walk in pairs, pairs, dragging their hands in the warm orange lights, some people bow their heads and smile at the people around them in the hustle and bustle Whispering a few words, the other party's face flushed.Jing Zhe went around a few times, but couldn't find a place to park, so he had to drive a little farther, found an underground garage in a shopping mall, and ran there by himself.

According to the position given by Fang Deyue, Jing Zhe got into the raging crowd. The white smoke from the barbecue mixed with the music from the street bar, heating up the atmosphere and confusing people's vision.That place is very remote, not next to the entrance and exit of the night market, but a few discrete spots. Jing Zhe was sweating profusely, looking for people shopping with children in the crowd. Logically speaking, it should be easy to recognize, but He walked all the way, but did not find Fang Deyue and Yuanyuan.

It was still Yuanyuan who found him, staggered over, and was almost knocked down by the legs of pedestrians walking around. He threw himself into his arms and cried loudly: "Uncle, why did you come here!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Uncle was delayed for a while." He took out a handkerchief to wipe Yuanyuan's tears, and turned to look at Fang Deyue. With a little light, he found that Fang Deyue's shirt was printed with a large, deep color patch, which was water stains.

His hair is also wet.

It didn't rain today, and the streets were dry and cool. Some girls who were not afraid of the cold walked past them with their arms and thighs exposed, laughing and laughing.

"...What's the matter?" Jing Zhe asked Yuanyuan slowly to stand up while supporting him, and asked in a low voice.

"There are bad people bullying my little uncle! Woohoo..." Yuanyuan cried and hugged his thigh, "Uncle, why did you come here!"

Fang Deyue looked at him with empty eyes.Jing Zhe instinctively felt that he was going to say something to him, but Fang Deyue didn't say anything after all, just stood there with his neck stuck, as if the sky suddenly collapsed and was pressing him down.His wet hair stuck to his pale cheeks, and his glazed eyes were illuminated by street lamps, making him look even smaller, making one wonder if he was 16 years old.

But Fang Deyue had never been so fragile, as if he could be broken with a slight pull.

Xiao Fang in his mind was always aggressive, angry, aggressive, with his back straight, sneering at him, and businesslike.

What kind of heart does he have?

Jing Zhe took a few steps forward and wiped his hair with a handkerchief. The small piece of cloth was drenched immediately, and the coolness permeated his fingertips.

At the end of spring, the temperature was still very low at night, making him shiver all the time.Jing Zhe took off his coat and wrapped him up. It was originally designed to be long, and it covered Fang Deyue from head to toe, like a penguin. "What's the matter, can you tell me?" Jing Zhe looked down at him and asked softly.

Fang Deyue's nose was red, and her eyes were also red.He wiped his face, and there were more and more water stains on his face, and he couldn't wipe it off.

When Jing Zhe didn't come, he watched Wang Chenghua swagger away, bent down to pick up the wet note, and put it in his pocket.He comforted himself softly in his heart. Isn't it ridiculous that he can't bear this kind of thing now.More difficult things may not be less in the future.

However, when Jingzhe came, he became a leaky roof and a gaping dam. What is wrong with this?

Fang Deyue deeply understood that when a person is so poor, he can sell anything.He didn't have anything at the beginning, but he owed others a fortune. Zhou Zun said you have a good brain, so he sold his brain, time, and future. If Zhou Zun said he had a pair of good hands He would cut off the foot and return it to him without batting an eyelid.

It was as if he had grabbed a thorny vine when he fell off the cliff. The harder he tried, the more bloody and bloody he became, and he couldn't get up or down.If you let go, there will be a relief, but how can this make people willing?

That vine was his tragic and useless pride.

However, the way Jing Zhe looked at him with a frown made him feel pitiful.

Tears flowed from his eyes, down his chin and into the hollows of his shoulders, and he had so much to shed.

Jing Zhe saw Xiao Fang crying for the first time.

He couldn't help but stepped forward, hugged him gently, and said in a low voice, "Cry, cry...can you tell me what happened after crying?"

Fang Deyue instinctively wanted to push him away, but she couldn't move a finger.He shook violently, feeling his body fall piece by piece and shattered to the ground.

It turned out that he actually liked being treated like this.

He lay down in his sweater, which was mixed with softener and laundry detergent, and smelled of plants, listening to his beating and hot heartbeat, but he only felt suffocated.

He thought sadly, how could I fall in love with such a person?