Then he said, "Sing, I've started singing. This 'honest and bravery' is not fun at all." After a long time the atmosphere was restored, He Junming paused.

When New Year's Eve passed, they all left. No one dared to drive, after all, they all drank a lot. When the night wind blew, their minds were awake.

Jiang Ren woke up and his face was so dark.

He Junming and he left separately and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ren, do you miss her?"

Jiang Ren said, "I'm drunk." He was calm and silent, with no waves in his eyes.

"Brother Nin, don't think of her anymore. It's useless and I can't catch her."

Jiang Ren lowered his eyes and stroked the wound on his hand, rarely saying a word.

"I don't want to do it anymore." He said, but He Junming had been away for a long time. He didn't know who he was telling him.

Every Lantern Festival, Shu Zhitong takes her family back to Shulan’s grandparents’ house.

Meng Ting stopped going this year.

In the past, she went there because of Shu Lan begging, and this year she had a complete quarrel with Shu Lan. She is not someone else's granddaughter, and it is embarrassing every time she goes there. Shu Lan's grandparents secretly gave Shu Lan and Shu Yang red envelopes again and again. Meng Ting, as an outsider, didn't want to bother them.

Shu Zhitong couldn't persuade her, so she had to take the other two children away, saying that they would be back soon.

However, Meng heard that he went to buy groceries and cook.

This is the most troublesome thing during the Chinese New Year. The small vegetable market is closed and you have to take a bus to buy it at the supermarket.

She brought a scarf and gloves to go out, bought vegetables and was ready to go home. The street was bustling, and opposite was a hotel. When she left the supermarket, she met Xu Jia. Xu Jia was carrying oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and several large bottles of Coke. She smiled and said hello to Meng.

Meng couldn't listen and ignored him, because he was a neighbor after all, so she nodded.

Xu Jia said, "I'll help you get it."

"No, thank you."

Xu Jia continued: "There will be many competitions next summer, and the prize money is quite generous. Will you go?"

She nodded and said calmly: "Go."

She lowered her long eyelashes and looked at the cracks on the concrete floor under her feet. She was beautiful without laughing. The air was filled with her sweetness.

Xu Jia smiled and said nothing. Since Christmas Eve, his thoughts have been seen through, and Meng Ting has alienated him. However, he didn't mind much, after all, he used to like him quietly. But he was fat in junior high school and didn't dare to confess his love.

They took the same bus when they went home.

Xu Gana has a lot of things.

The young girl stood together, as if she was going home together, and he helped her get something.

There is billiards upstairs.

He Han looked at Meng Ting and Xu Jia at the bus stop opposite him in a daze, and then looked back at Brother Nin who scored the black ball. Suddenly he understood why Brother Nin came back that night.

Jiang Ren didn't enter the next ball, and the air conditioner was turned on in winter. He was so bored that he walked over lazyly to open the window, but He Han pulled the curtains up.

Jiang Ren raised his eyebrows: "Harding your nerves?"

He Han said: "It's cold."

“The window is open.”

"I'll drive, I'll drive."

There is obviously something wrong with him like this. Not to mention Jiang Ren, He Junming could see that something was wrong. He smiled and cut He Han's neck back: "What did you see..."

He Han was stuck in his neck: Damn it’s mentally retarded!

Jiang Ren glanced downstairs and saw her at first glance.

No, it's them.

He sneered softly, and did not speak, but still opened the window to breathe. Seeing that Brother Ren was still calm, He Han breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not until Meng Ting and Xu Jia took the bus together and walked for a long time.

Jiang Ren had already smoked three cigarettes.

He missed a single goal later.

At that time, at the end of February, spring had not yet arrived. Jiang Ren held the club tightly in his hand and threw it away with the last hand: "Fuck him. Mom!"

He ran downstairs like crazy.

They drove their own car, and Jiang Renhuo started the car.

The engine turned off twice, and he was almost driving on the accelerator.

He Junming was trembling with fear: "It's over."

He Han snorted: "You, he, mom, is mentally retarded."

"Don't Brother Nin mind anymore? Everyone said they won't chase him."

Fang Tan tickled, "Young, you're so excited."

Meng Ting got off the car and went home, and Xu Jia walked with her. He was a smart person, and he didn't say much. His emotions were also faint.

The little tree beside the road pulled out new leaves, and he slowed down and moved forward slowly with her.

Meng Ting turned his head and looked at him, and his expression was calm.

The greenway they walked.

Jiang Ren's veins bulged up on his back, and he became ill. He almost shivered and smoked a cigarette, which was spit out fiercely by him.

Until he saw them.

He didn't know where he felt more painful and irritable.

Jiang Ren could no longer hear his heartbeat, and could only feel the boiling blood, about to ignite him. He had the urge to hit the boy to death.

He did, too.

His psychologist said that if he is not well treated with a mental illness, he will become a criminal.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, but the doctor said nothing wrong. So it was normal for her not to like him.

Jiang Ren stepped on the accelerator, he held the steering wheel tightly, and almost ignored it, hit him.

However, in the end, he slammed the steering wheel hard.

The car passed by them and hit the tree hard.

When the airbag popped out, he felt dizzy in his mind. The blood on his forehead flowed down. He didn't say a word for either killing people or suicide collisions.

He lay on the steering wheel, his vision blurred by blood for a long time.

He seemed to be more ill.

Meng Ting was stunned for a long time, and she almost watched the car hit a tree.

Xu Jia was also stunned. He looked back at the wheel mark. The man almost didn't step on the brakes. Are he crazy?

Meng Ting recognized this car.

Life is at stake. She ran over a few steps and knocked on the window: "Jiang Ren."

Blood flowed down his forehead and dripped onto his black coat.

Jiang Ren did not respond.

Meng Ting was a little anxious and said to Xu Jia: "Do you have a phone number? Can you call 120?"

Xu Jia shook his head. He couldn't explain his mood. He even realized a subtle sense of terror.

Jiang Ren wanted to hit him to death.

I don't know why, but in the end it didn't.

Xu Jia said: "Don't worry, I'll go find someone to help."

In fact, if someone encounters a car accident on the road, even if it is a stranger, he should help him.

After Xu Jia ran to the community to find someone, Jiang Ren finally recovered from the dizziness.

He raised his eyes.

With dark eyes, I looked at Meng Ting outside the window.

He ignored the blood on his face and groped to get the airbag back.

Then he opened the car door and walked out of the car.

Meng Ting was frightened by his appearance.

Blood was still dripping on his forehead, but there seemed to be no pain. When she got out of the car and walked towards her, she could hardly help but take a step back.

Jiang Ren approached her step by step, and she retreated step by step.

The outside of this community was deserted, and she finally couldn't hold the things in her hands and the apple rolled all over the floor.

Jiang Ren smiled: "I'm not dead, are you happy?"

"..." Meng Ting felt that he was crazy. Her eyes were clean and everything she thought was obvious.
To be continued...