Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

When the sun was setting, the blazing sun gradually covered up the publicity of the self, and layers of gorgeous sunset clouds bloomed in the sky.

When it was time for dinner, the number of people in the park gradually decreased, and no one noticed a young man sitting there for a long time.

Jian Shou was tired and hungry, he swallowed, his throat was still dry and sore, he also felt that he was really pitiful, no one could take him in even if he wanted to find a place to go.

Sucking at the tip of his red nose, he thought that when night fell, he could just find a hotel for the night.

The mobile phone beside him has been turned on and off several times. In fact, since Qiao Anshan finished his mobile phone's mute last night, Jian Shou has switched to vibrate for incoming calls.

So this time it's not that he didn't see it, but he really didn't want to pick it up. He didn't know how to face Qiao Anshan yet.

After sending Bai Miaomiao away, Qiao Anshan took a taxi back to the school, but found that Jian Shou had not returned to the dormitory. Many graduates in the school began to move their daily necessities out of the dormitory, so Qiao Anshan deliberately opened Jian Shou's locker to check.

In the end, all the supplies were intact, which made him slightly relieved.

So I ran back to the vicinity of the hotel again, and carried out a blanket search while talking on the phone alone.

Sweat dripped from the ends of his hair, across his bulging neck, and soaked into the neckline. He tugged at the clothes on his chest irritably, extremely disgusted with the feeling of not being able to find Jian Shou.

The shadows of the trees in the park swayed, and after several twists and turns, Joan Anshan finally found Jian Shou.

He just stood behind the tree and looked at Jian Shou, clenched his fists and then loosened them, then clenched them again.

The young man's clothes were wrinkled and his hair was messy. He wanted to curl up like a shrimp, looking embarrassed and pitiful. Joan Anshan was angry and distressed.

He called Jian Shou again, and saw that the phone on the stone bench started to light up and vibrate, but Jian Shou didn't respond at all, keeping his head down.

Suddenly a shadow was cast on the top of his head, Jian Shou looked at the sneakers parked in front of him and shuddered, God didn't leave him any more time to be alone and sad, so the Lord appeared in front of him.

But he hasn't figured out how to face it yet... He really is a person who can only escape.

A contemptuous ridicule came from above, and Qiao Anshan asked mercilessly: "Jian Shou, do you only know how to run away?"

This man who likes him is so cowardly, he will disappear every time something happens, and it will be easy for him to find him. He never thinks about it, if he really doesn't care about him, why do he find him every time?

As the saying goes... It must have been a coincidence, Jian Shou knew very well that the original owner would only think that Qiao Anshan came to him to settle accounts.

So when he slowly raised his head, he changed his expression, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

In Qiao Anshan's eyes, the slapped face was pale from exhaustion, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes were red, and he could clearly see the crystal clear water inside.

It was such a pair of pitiful eyes looking at Qiao Anshan, and then apologized in a low voice: "Anshan, I'm sorry."

If the victim is the first to say sorry, sometimes there will be unexpected results. The expression on Joan Anshan's face changes again and again, and his anger stagnates in mid-air. It is he who should feel sorry and say sorry...

Joan Anshan took back the cell phone he wanted to use to question, pressed his fingers tightly to the seam of his trousers, and said in a muffled voice, "What do I want your apology for? You didn't put me to sleep!"

Facing Jian Shou, he seemed to be unable to speak by nature. Sure enough, after hearing this sentence, Jian Shou's face turned even paler, as if this was Qiao Anshan's intentional mockery.

Joan Anshan was very annoyed immediately, and he stuttered when he explained: "I mean, yes, I am also responsible!" After all, he still dare not tell the truth, he is just a coward.

"If you need me to be responsible, I can..." be with you.

Jian Shou raised his head eagerly, with a little hope in his heart, a hope that he would not be hated any more, he said: "An Shan, let's treat it as an accident, shall we?"

He changed his words immediately, "No, this was an accident, so let's just pretend nothing happened!"

Jian Shou's words were like pouring a basin of icy cold water directly on Joan Anshan in the scorching dog days. He asked hoarsely, "Jian Shou, is that what you think?"

So disgusted with having sex with him that you want to forget it right away?However, the light of hope in Jian Shou's eyes told him the answer.

Jian Shou couldn't understand the expression on his face. Instead, he nodded his head twice as if expressing his loyalty: "Yeah! No one else will know about this except the two of us. I promise to keep my mouth shut..." In this way, you You can continue with Bai Miaomiao.

Qiao Anshan thought Jian Shou's appearance was ridiculous!Could it be that the liking this person said last night was all fake?

He suddenly bent down, pressed close to Jian Shou, and smiled viciously on his handsome face: "Heh, why do you think I can remain indifferent after such a thing happened?"

The sarcasm in his eyes became stronger, making Jian Shou breathless: "Do you think everyone can be like you, heartless, shameless and skinless?"

Jian Shou looked at Qiao Anshan who was close at hand, and listening to what he said, his heartbeat slowed down with sadness, and the tears in his eyes just rolled down, burning Qiao Anshan's heart.

So without thinking, he stretched out his hand and roughly wiped the tears and sweat on Jian Shou's face. He was afraid of seeing those things.

Joan Anshan had thick calluses on his hands from playing basketball, and the friction on his delicate cheeks was burning and painful.

So more and more tears were wiped away, and Jian Shou's soft sobs gradually sounded in his ears.

Sweeping the tender lips over the palm of his hand, he finally spit out the words of despair, "Joan Anshan, I don't like you anymore, okay?"

So, please, don't hurt me again.

Qiao Anshan stopped the movements of his hands so stiffly, as if he was in the cold winter in an instant.

The palm of the hand was full of the other party's tears and sweat, sticking half dry to the palm of the hand, just like what was left after he covered his face and cried bitterly many years ago, it was hot and painful.

After letting go of his hands, Jian Shou's face was exposed again, with water stains and red marks intertwined embarrassingly, not ugly but pitiful.

Jian Shou smiled wryly, then stood up: "Joe Anshan, that's it, we'll have nothing to do with each other from now on." His eyes were indifferent like Qiao Anshan's, and his tone was decisive like never before.

Everything caused Joan Anshan to fall into a huge panic. He was telling him that he really gave up.

Qiao Anshan forced out a vague sneer, and forced himself to ask and answer: "Jian Shou, you are telling the truth? Haha, don't lie, what qualifications do you have..." If you don't want me, don't you want me?

A pair of eyes stared at Jian Shou's body with hatred, threatening him not to say any more unpleasant words, but he was obviously uneasy and helpless.

Jian Shou wiped away the tears on his face, and took a deep breath: "Yes, I have no right to like you, so let's be together with Bai Miaomiao, and don't make trouble because of me."

Because I really want to stay away from you completely, so I don't care what I do. I will obediently forget about this time, and I will definitely not make any entanglements.

When Jian Shou and Qiao Anshan passed by, the gust of breeze that was taken away hit Qiao Anshan's heart hard, making him sluggish and uncomfortable.

He lowered his head and stood still on the spot, his tense body was still struggling to retain the last trace of pathetic stubbornness, gradually he could not hear Jian Shou's footsteps.

How could this person walk out of his world so resolutely?How can you really not want him?

Qiao Anshan's eyes turned red quickly, he forced a painful gasp from his chest, and finally decided to abandon the last bit of meaningless stubbornness, turned around and chased after Jian Shou!

God knows, how much courage Jian Shou took to say those words to Qiao Anshan, he thought to himself mockingly, he is really capable, now Qiao Anshan must hate him to death.

Sitting stiffly for a long time made the blood in Jian Shou's limbs not circulate, and the dizziness he just stood up has not dissipated. He has been anemic since he was a child.

Just walking wearily to the intersection of heavy traffic, he raised his head slightly, the red light is green light, it's time to cross the road.

Stiff movements and empty thinking made him look like a marionette, so he didn't notice the car that was getting closer and closer to him. When the harsh horn sound woke him up, it was too late to dodge .

Qiao Anshan, who chased after him to witness this scene, was about to burst into tears. At the most critical moment, he aroused his greatest potential and hugged Jian Shou!

Immediately, the world rotated and the roles changed. Jian Shou was tightly protected by Joan Anshan in his arms, and then there was a loud collision sound beside his ears, and the two of them fell heavily on the hard road together.

They rolled on the ground several times before barely stopping, Jian Shou clutched his chest, the majestic sense of fear seemed to strangle his throat, making him unable to breathe.

The cruel impact was not on his body, Jian Shoucai suddenly woke up and sat up to look at the people around him, his pupils constricted suddenly!

The man was only one meter away from him, they had just talked, and Jian Shou's face still had the warm touch of his palm, but why did it suddenly become like this?

Joan Anshan was lying on his back on the ground with his eyes closed tightly, and he was still holding Jian Shou. If his left leg hadn't been twisted into a strange angle, and a pool of bright red blood slowly soaked under his trousers, Jian Shou would have thought he was just asleep That's all.

"No... no..." Jane crawled over with hands and feet.

He stretched out his hand to touch Joan Anshan's cheek, and the blood oozing from his frayed fingers just smeared on the other's face, as if leaving a smear of bright red on the pale paper.

Jian Shou withdrew his hand suddenly like an electric shock, and hurriedly wiped the blood on Qiao Anshan's face with his cuff.

His body trembled out of fear, and his lips kept opening and closing to spit out prayer words: "An Shan, An Shan, please don't scare me...don't scare me!"

The young man sitting paralyzed on the ground retained his last sliver of consciousness and got through 120...

Gradually, people around screamed and surrounded them, and a layer of noise was shrouded above them.

The drunk driver stumbled over and was frightened when he saw the young man lying in a pool of blood. He nervously took out his mobile phone and called the police.

"Hey... hello... the police? What to do, I, I... I killed someone..."