I Like You

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Coming out of Chen Si, Lin Wei wanted to go back to Jiangsu at the gate of Fourth Middle School, but instead of squatting in Jiangsu, she squatted over to Lin Cen, who was supposed to work.

Lin Cen didn't find her, standing next to the trash can not far from the school door, smoking all the time.

In just ten minutes, the ashtray on the trash can was full of cigarette butts of different lengths.

The school bell rang, and many students rushed out of the school.

When no one left at the door, Jiang Su slowly swayed out of it.

He is not wearing a school uniform, his mask is hung on his chin, one hand is in his pocket, and the other is playing with his mobile phone.

As soon as he left the door, Lin Cen who was standing not far away called him.

He turned his head, saw Lin Cen, paused for two seconds, put the phone in his pocket, and walked towards him.

Jiang Su turned his back to Lin Wei, and didn't know what he said to Lin Cen. Lin Cen took two puffs of the cigarette in his mouth, pressed it out in the ashtray next to him, and raised his foot and walked across the street.

Jiang Su stood there for a while, then turned to follow Lin Cen.

They entered the abandoned alley next to the supermarket opposite the school.

Lin Wei and Jiangsu also went in that small alley once, and when Jiang Yongshi hit Jiangsu, she took him there. Jiangsu also hugged her in that small alley.

The girl's instinct told Lin Wei that Lin Cen shouldn't be able to beat Jiangsu, at least if she was beaten into that kind of Lin Cen, he shouldn't be able to beat Jiangsu now.

But she was still a little worried. After standing in the distance for a while, she quietly followed.

The alley was very deep, but it was sealed at the end, and two abandoned vehicles were parked. The ground was full of mineral water bottle cans and some snack bags, most of which were thrown from the black Internet cafe on the second floor next to it.

Lin Wei hid behind a rusty car, poked her head inside, and saw the two teenagers a little further in.

Jiang Su looked down at Lin Cen.

Lin Cen squatted on the ground, lowered his head and lit another cigarette.

Neither of them spoke.

Halfway through the cigarette in Lin Cen's hand, Jiang Su asked, "Why are you here?"

Lin Cen's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and the ashes mixed with sparks fell to the ground.

Just as Lin Cen didn't hear Jiang Su's words, he raised his hand silently and took a violent cigarette. He smoked a bit hard, choked himself accidentally and coughed twice.

The smoke soon burned to the end. Lin Cen pressed the smoke to the ground, watching the sparks go out little by little, and then took out the cigarette case from his pocket. He pinched it for a long time and found that it was empty inside, and cursed "Fuck "With a little irritability, he smashed the cigarette case against the opposite wall, got up and looked at Jiang Su: "Hands."

Jiang Su raised his eyelids, "Huh?"

Lin Cen said, "Give me your hand."

Jiang Su instinctively stretched out his right hand.

He wears a very simple black rubber band on his thin, white wrist.

The blue veins on the inside of the wrist are obvious. In the middle, there are three letters, which are drawn with a black pen.

Lin Cen reversed the direction, identified it for a while, and recognized that it was an "SUV".

Jiang Su watched Lin Cen not speaking for a long time, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Cen returned to his senses, "The other hand."

Jiang Su was stunned, his left hand stuck in his pocket never reached out.

Lin Cen didn't talk nonsense with him, grabbed his arm and pulled it out.

His reaction was quite unexpected. Before Jiang Su had time to react, he took off the watch he was wearing on his wrist.

On the inner artery of the wrist, a winding scar, suddenly and unexpectedly hit Lin Cen's eyes.

He felt as if he had been smashed in the head, his brain humming.

He stood in front of Jiang Su for a long time without moving. He didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face now. His mind was a little messed up, filled with all kinds of things, anger, loss, and hatred. Still at a loss.

On the way he came, he was thinking that maybe the girl named Lin Wei was lying to him and was deliberately arousing his sympathy.

He also hoped that the girl was lying to him, even the moment he was standing at the door of No. 4 Middle School, he had the thought of turning around and running away.

He hates Jiangsu, he really hates it, but now it's nothing.

Lin Cen felt that he had digested the shock at that moment, but when he really saw the scars, he found that he still couldn't accept it. He could feel that even the fingers he held Jiangsu were shaking.

The picture seemed to be frozen, neither Jiang Su nor Lin Cen spoke.

After not knowing how long, Jiang Su's eyelids flashed slightly, and when he recovered, he slowly raised his hand, broke off Lin Cen’s fingers, took the watch from his hand, and put it on his wrist. Fasten it unhurriedly.

At the last moment when he finished his movements, Lin Cen raised his head, his eyes were so red that he stared at Jiang Su and his expression was full of anger.

He moved his lips several times, without saying anything, suddenly raised his hand and smashed it at Jiang Su.

Lin Wei stood up straight subconsciously and wanted to walk over.

Lin Cen's fist brushed against Jiang Su's ear and hit the wall behind him.

There were blood beads leaking from the joints of Lin Cen's hand. As if he couldn't see it, he looked sideways at Jiang Su, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Jian Su, you're so **** embarrassed."

Damn it.

It's horrible.

For this mess, play suicide.

He hadn't seen anyone more persuaded than him.

"You think that if you commit suicide, I will forgive you, don't you? You think so beautiful. I can't forgive you. Even if your mother is really dead, I can't forgive you, absolutely not. May forgive you..."

The more Lin Cen said, the more emotional he became. His arm against the wall began to tremble first, and then his whole body began to tremble.

At the end of the shaking, he seemed to be unable to stand, staggering back two steps, and leaning against the opposite wall.

"I can't forgive you, absolutely impossible..."

Lin Cen said these words repeatedly.

I don't know how many times he has read it, Jiang Su sighed and said, "Lin Cen."

"Don't call me!" Lin Cen raised his head and interrupted him with red eyes: "You **** don't call me."

"Don't call me, don't call me..." Lin Cen said as he said, and slowly squatted down on the wall, he raised his hand to cover his face for a while, then wiped his hand down and looked up. To Jiang Su: "Jiangsu, I **** really hate you."

Jiang Su pursed his lower lip and said nothing.

"I hate you." Lin Cen paused every time he said a word, "I hate to kill you."

"Hate..."

Lin Cen fell silent. After several seconds, he buried his face on his arm, just like a helpless child, with a choked voice: "You think I hate you because you didn't find a lawyer to help me. ?"

"What I hate is that you haven't visited me once in the past two years."

PS: Ooo, you can really write college! Babies, remember to cast stars for Susu and Weibo~