The soul penetrates the little paste bean, and the title becomes top-notch

Chapter 131 Rebellion and Bravery
He always felt that there was something strange about Peng En these days, but Huang Zhengwen couldn't explain exactly what was strange.

Although Penn has always been inexplicably happy and sad, he has been obviously restless recently, as if something has upset him.

A team battle in a mobile game was imminent, and there was no room for him to pause and think too much.

For the sake of his teammates, Huang Zhengwen must go all out.

His thoughts immediately returned to the cell phone in his hand, and he concentrated on fighting and killing.

Lin Fei didn't see Peng En in the corridor of the hotel. He must have walked to the rooftop.

It was already very late, but in the brightly lit hotel, it was hard to truly feel that the night was coming.

Lin Fei was originally puzzled by Peng En's request for her to go to the hotel rooftop. When she asked him why, he said she would tell her face to face.

After going around and around, this meeting is essential.

She arrived at the hotel elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

The elevator went straight up without any pause.

The square elevator walls reflected Lin Fei's body, and the whirring sound of the elevator rising added a bit of ghostliness and suspense.

I don't know why, but in this sealed environment alone, Lin Fei felt uneasy in her heart.

【ding~】

The elevator door opened and Lin Fei walked out.

Go up another step and you will reach the rooftop.

At the end of the stairs was a small, ajar door. Lin Fei opened the door gently.

What comes into view is a large rooftop with a concrete floor. There are rows of strings on the rooftop, with all kinds of clothes and sheets hanging on them to dry.

The weather seemed to jump from summer to early autumn all of a sudden.

The night is cold, and dew condenses on the branches and leaves.

A white-haired boy, with his back to the small door of the rooftop, looked up at the night sky.

There was no one else on the rooftop, only Peng En was admiring the ink-yuan-like sky and a few scattered stars.

When the wind blows, the leaves sway.

The young man raised his head and looked at the sky, looking at the taller building. The boiling blood and burning anger that he had just invited Lin Fei had dried up and cooled down, turning into ashes-like loneliness, surrounding him, making him look like Much quieter than usual.

"Penn?"

His white hair could be faintly seen in the night light, but when Lin Fei walked behind him, she still asked tentatively.

The boy turned around, and the scarlet firelight slightly illuminated his immature face.

The corners of his eyes and brows were red, like a cub crying alone in the dark night. The scarlet firelight reflected the fragility and helplessness in his heart.The moment Lin Fei saw him clearly, her heart trembled suddenly, and an indescribable emotion surged into her heart.

What he held in his hand was a cigarette.

It took Lin Fei several seconds to digest this fact, and then she said as naturally as possible: "You smoke?"

"Yeah." Peng En didn't look up. He simply responded, but Lin Fei felt an inexplicable depression.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Fei asked again, with a hint of doubt and worry in her voice.

"Waiting for you." Penn said, looking down at the cigarette in his hand, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Lin Fei saw the cigarette in his hand and suddenly remembered a sentence she once read: "Smoke is like a person, it burns quietly, but also suffers silently."

The cigarette in Penn's hand seems to be a microcosm of him, lonely and helpless but forced to be strong.

He suddenly found that his emotions were extremely unstable.

It's like there are a lot of explosives secretly buried in my heart, and when they are poked, they will explode violently.After the explosion, the ashes became cold and he became less impulsive.

But what about the trouble caused and the people injured when it exploded?

He still had to solve it.

So, he doesn't know how to solve it now.

He seemed to be impulsive and used Lin Fei as a tool to vent. He thought he should say something, but in fact there was nothing to say.

Lin Fei looked at the little boy with scarlet eyes and faint tears, and her heart couldn't help but soften.

Every teenager will encounter many difficulties in the process of growing up. They have no way to solve them by themselves. They cannot understand their own hearts and their own thoughts. At this time, they need teachers, classmates and friends to help.

She has also come from this age group, and she understands this kind of entangled mentality of wanting to talk but not giving up.

When I was young, when I experienced a little difficulty, I thought it was a huge setback.

When I get older, I will look back and see that it is just a childish deed from my youth, with little impact and no one cares about it.

When it was mentioned, it was just a topic of conversation after dinner.

Its severity is only comparable to that of peeing and playing in the mud as a child.

Lin Fei is very willing to help others, even if Peng En doesn't say anything, just look at the night view and relax.

She was speechless and said, "You are a very unique boy."

Penn's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, so he simply let go and stamped out the cigarette butt.

"You think I'm stupid, rebellious, and disobedient." Peng En didn't look at her when he spoke, his eyes were farther away than afar.

Unexpectedly, there was such a person hidden under his carefree and cheerful appearance.

He is really a typical young and melancholy boy in adolescence.

"Well... you can't say that." Lin Fei retorted.

"Actually, most of the time, I'm pretty good." Peng En glanced at Lin Fei, as if he suddenly thought of something, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Lin Fei did not originally call this childish behavior "rebellion."

What she wanted to say were words of praise such as "brave" and "freedom."

As a result, after hearing Peng En praise himself for being good in a serious manner with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't disbelieve it, Lin Fei."

"For example, I dyed my hair white not because I was rebellious, but because I was in a bad mood. I used this method to vent my anger. Otherwise, what else could I do?"

"Besides, I quite like white hair. It's really handsome."

Penn smiled innocently, looking more relaxed than before.

"I also have times when I'm in a bad mood, but I usually don't ruffle my hair." Lin Fei first agreed and then refuted.

"If I dye my hair white, my parents will most likely not let me in the house."

Lin Fei didn't know what her parents thought about hair dyeing.

Anyway, most parents in China should think so, right?
Dying your hair in high school is a capital crime!

She just said this because she wanted to make Shi Chui Peng En's maverick way to make him understand that there was indeed something different about him.

"Yes, my mother won't let me, but it can be negotiated. Just negotiate the terms."

Penn showed a confident and shrewd look.

(End of this chapter)