"You are following me."

He was in a bad mood, his eyes were still bright, he raised his chin, and his tone was a little unhappy. Even though he and Jiaming were usually close, there was always some embarrassment in life, and some self-blame that he didn't want to let his relatives know.

Seeing that she was angry, Jia Ming smiled and held the flowers in front of him: "I admire you."

Looking at Jiaming, Shasha's eyes flickered for a while, and after a moment he turned his head to the side: "I'm not in the mood today..."

"Take it. If you don't accept it, they will probably drag me out and beat me..."

This was still at the entrance of the Mahjong Pavilion. Brother Kuan had welcomed Shasha in so grandly before. As soon as he came out, he was harassed by a young man. Several boys looked at Shasha's face and immediately surrounded him with some unkindness. Shasha replied.

He turned his head and waved lightly: "It's okay, he is my friend. Thank you. You can go about your business." The people then backed away, and one of them glared at Jiaming fiercely.

"I found that you treat them better than me..." Jia Ming walked through the crowd and said as he walked behind Shasha. Shasha snorted and said nothing.

"Lingjing said that you have been mysterious and mysterious these days. You didn't know what others said today and you were acting silly. You were also sneaky and clueless after school. I saw you coming here, so I sneaked around.

Come here..." He babbled after him. Shasha turned his head sharply and laughed out of anger: "You are so stupid and sneaky, a primary school student is making up a sentence!"

"I review it occasionally, but I found this can be used as a couplet. Look, you are stupid and sneaky, and I am mysterious and sneaky..."

"you……"

"Ah, help me get the flowers, I'll go buy something..."

Handing over the flowers without any explanation, Shasha subconsciously caught them and saw Jiaming turn around and leave. Only then did she react: "Hey, I threw them away... I threw them away..." She raised the bouquet of flowers and turned around to throw it into the street.

In the sewage beside him, his eyes were still staring at Jiaming. Seeing that he didn't look back at all, he shook it for a few times and finally couldn't bear to throw it away. His lips tightened with anger.

"Wow, the new game chess, this one should be very good, take it back and play..."

I bought something. Jia Ming shook the paper box in his hand, and rustling ignored him and handed the flowers back with a straight face. Jia Ming pretended not to see it with a pure and innocent expression, and his flat eyes seemed to say, "Throw it away."

Throwing and throwing... Shasha didn't mean to be angry with him, but the annoyance in her heart was unavoidable. She turned around and continued walking forward. But she still held the flower in her hand, swinging it around casually as if carrying something.

Come to think of it, Jiaming and the two girls are very familiar with each other. They have played together since they were young. Although they often find many novel games to play, things like sending flowers are not cost-effective.

I rarely do it, because once I do it deliberately, it makes each other feel pretentious. Of course, no matter what, girls will still feel happy after receiving flowers at this time.

However, even if the joy of receiving the flowers can slightly dilute the depressed feeling in my heart, it still can't resist Jiaming being noisy and ignorant of the current affairs, going to buy something next to him from time to time, and then buzzing like a mosquito.

When I came up, I was telling myself that Jia Ming was deliberately being weird because he saw me unhappy, but he went too far. I'm afraid even God couldn't bear it sometimes.

"Wow, the combs on that stall are very beautiful. Shasha, do you want to buy one? But I don't comb my hair. Please give it a try..."

"The color of that skirt is nice, I like it very much..."

"No way. Look, Shasha, we haven't eaten that thing before. Why don't we try it?"

"It's a pity that there are no sugar-roasted chestnuts, otherwise you can buy them back. What a pity...There are no sugar-roasted chestnuts, there are no sugar-roasted chestnuts, there are no sugar-roasted chestnuts, there are no sugar-roasted chestnuts..."

"You said we should take the bus when we go back to farm. If we need to change trains, I think we should take a taxi. But I don't have any money with me. Shasha, have you brought it? Shasha, Shasha, silly, silly, silly..."

"Well, how about marshmallows..."

"Wow, this is a retractable magic knife. Look, Shasha, it looks just like the real thing, but it can't kill anyone. It's almost the same as the water gun I made..."

Seeing Jia Ming waving the knife from behind, Shasha finally felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly stopped and turned around: "I said you are still finished...well..."

"I stabbed—"

As soon as Shasha's words came out, Jia Ming took the machete and stabbed her in the butt. At this moment, Shasha turned around and stabbed the sensitive spot with the knife. Although the strength was not strong, a slight pain was felt, and Shasha retreated subconsciously.

She took a step forward, and immediately blood rushed to her forehead. This was on the street, and although she might not have seen many people, it was enough to accumulate an explosive energy for her.

"I...let you poke me! Let you poke me, let you poke me, let you poke me..."

Waving the bouquet in his hand, Shasha jumped up suddenly and patted him on the head. The petals flew all over the place, and all the eyes of the passersby were attracted to this side. There was a man playing cards at the concession stand next to him.

The old man also stopped moving and turned to watch, watching the energetic girl hitting people like crazy. The young man in front of her held his head with his hands and symbolically resisted for a few times.

After finishing the bouquet, he swung his clenched fists like windmills, saying hello to the lifeless boy, and kicked him from time to time. From time to time, voices of discussion came from the crowd.

"You see, this is the consequences of offending a beautiful woman..."

"It's...pleasant to watch. If it were my girlfriend, I would rather be ravaged by her like this every day..."

"That boy is so happy..."

"How can you be a man if you don't fight back after being beaten like this..."

"If he dares to fight back, I will go up and kill him..."

"Children these days..."

Generally speaking, few people sympathized with Jia Ming's experience, but there were quite a few who were envious of him. He was beaten like this for about half a minute, and Jia Ming's body was covered with petals. She glared at him, then turned around and left.

The two of them had reached the edge of the road at this time. When they turned around, they heard a sharp "squeak" sound of brakes suddenly sounded...

Jiaming reached out and hugged Shasha back. A car sped past her.

Shocked, Shashawo stared in Jiaming's arms, unable to say anything for a moment. The car stopped not far away, and the driver was rolling down the window. Before he could fully open it, he heard curse words.

: "Fuck you..."

The big head was only halfway extended, and suddenly he saw the boy who had been beaten here angrily picked up a brick from the ground and threw it over. He quickly retracted it, and the brick passed by his ear, snap.

There was a sound. The right rearview mirror of the car was smashed to pieces.

"I'll fuck you..." The driver also had a fierce temper. Seeing the harmless face of the young man here, he opened the door and was about to come out, then took one foot out. Only then did he realize that the other person had already

He walked over here, holding a bright machete in his hand, and the expression on his face had become ferocious.

"You ***... you are driving so fast and almost hit someone, but you still dare to be so arrogant, I will kill you today - get off here!"

He was good at changing his face, and just now he was still being beaten and scolded, but now his face changed, and he suddenly turned into a lawless gangster, with a murderous look on his face. Everyone seemed to have clearly seen the scene of committing murder on the street in full view of everyone.

Shasha opened her mouth wide and looked at the ferocious figure as he walked past. Before they reached the halfway point, the driver had already closed the door and drove away. She could vaguely hear him sighing: "Children these days are becoming more and more lawless...

"

"Don't let me see you next time, or I'll kill your whole family! I'll smash your broken car every time I see it - damn it. It's not easy to die..."

Holding the machete, Jia Ming shouted from the side of the road. When the car disappeared at the end of the street, he turned around, took the machete and stabbed himself in the chest. He smiled proudly at Sha Sha.

In the sound, the magic knife kept expanding and contracting. Shasha rushed over and kicked him angrily: "You know how to scare people with fake things..."

"Well, I'm afraid it will be more scary if I take the real thing..."

After this farce, Shasha forgot to hit him. She smiled, then fell silent. She shrugged and walked around him: "You don't even know what happened..."

"Is there anything I don't know about Huang Haobing's drug use?"

"Uh, you..."

Jiaming walked over and took her hand: "When you interceded for him that time, Lao Yang regarded Huang Haobing as your friend. In the end, he didn't want his money for taking drugs, and asked a group of younger brothers to take care of him if they had something to do.

Later, he had a quarrel with someone at school, and Brother Kuan asked someone to beat someone up. These things... I knew about it early on." Jia Ming smiled, "Brother Meng told me.

, He even said that he could say hello to Lao Yang so that Huang Haobing would never get drugs again, but I told him it was not necessary."

Shasha looked at him, pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to pat the petals on his body, Jiaming smiled: "Fortunately, I didn't buy roses... Well, if I could have foreseen this kind of thing before, I would have

I asked Brother Meng to help cut off Huang Haobing's source of drugs, but in general, this is not your fault, it is his own choice. He chose to commit suicide, chose to take drugs, and chose to ask you to call, and you called

Well, you shouldn't have to pay for the subsequent results. He must take full responsibility for his own choices. Besides, you still had a good heart in the first place, and that's enough."

"But good intentions lead to bad things..."

"He did it himself. In fact, he was already addicted to drugs when he asked you to call. At that time, his will was not firm when things like that happened. Imagine if you really rejected him, or simply asked others to cut him off.

The source of his drugs, the first thing he hates is you... Well, if you want to help him, you have to help him get rid of his drug addiction. You can't convince him, you can't report to others, you can't force him

Send him to a drug rehabilitation center. No matter what you do, he will still hate you. Drug addicts are scary. He may steal or rob or take risks. Drug dealers are not good people. If they stalk you, even if you talk to them.

, it is certain that he will be beaten and scolded. Shasha, if you want to take care of it, everything will come back to you in the end. If he is involved with you too much, but still dies in the end, you will blame yourself even more... And I

Will be jealous..."

Shasha laughed, then lowered her head: "But... there is always a way, right?"

"There won't be an easy way, it will still be trouble in the end. I only know that he chose his own path, Shasha. If he comes to ask me, I will help him to the best of my ability, but I can't help him.

Say, you should do this, you shouldn't do that, the decision can only be made by him, as long as he likes it. Being decadent, taking drugs, or dying is no big deal, but if you interfere with him, he will hate you.

..." Jiaming paused, "Ha. Actually, I didn't want to say this originally. If Lingjing came, I would definitely tell you correctly and the world would be beautiful, but I would say that there is no way around it.

Quan Qimei, Shasha, I am the bad guy. When I saw him taking drugs and being decadent, what I thought in my heart was: If you are so unhappy, then go die. It’s not a big deal..."

"You have always been principled..."

"Actually, my previous ideal in life was freedom..."

"Well?"

"Well, it's that kind of unbridled freedom, regardless of laws or rules, you can do whatever you want. But gradually I realized that such an idea is ridiculous. For example, if I follow my ideals, I should make you happy all the time.

Then Huang Haobing lives like a passerby, and after solving all the problems, I won't get into trouble. In fact, such a situation does not exist..." Amidst the neon lights on the street, Shasha held his hand.

Pricking the body with the magic knife, "It's like two boys fighting over a girl. According to the rules of the game, the one who wins should have an advantage, but sometimes, girls just like the one who loses.

Winning doesn't mean you're powerful..."

"I talked a lot, just like the old man..." Shasha wrinkled her nose, "Actually, you think I'm stupid for worrying about such a thing, right?"

"Kindness is a good thing." Jiaming smiled.

"But you don't agree with it at all."
To be continued...