Ranbai and Chu Xu rented a house near the school, and there were only two of them.

They also raised a cat together, and they always like to act coquettishly and round, and Chu Xu named it Xue Tuanzi.

His life.

At the age of seventeen, it was a dividing point.

It will be very good in the future.

After being together for a long time, the secrets on your body cannot be hidden.

Ranbai didn't want to say it, but he didn't plan to hide it from Chu Xu.

When you take off your watch, you can easily see the scars left on your wrist.

I have been covering it for so many years, and I don’t want to see it or accept other people’s strange and sympathetic eyes.

That was the scar left by suicide by cutting the wrist. It was too ugly and symbolized that all the darkness in the past was unbearable.

So he wears a watch on his left hand all year round, not to look at the time, but to cover up his injuries.

In fact, Chu Xu had guessed a long time ago that it would not be a good thing, but when he saw such a scene, his mind still exploded and he could not think at all.

He never thought that such an excellent and arrogant person would have committed suicide.

How desperate did you choose to cut your wrist?

"You..." Chu Xu even trembled his voice, but he couldn't say a word.

"Brother Xu, don't cry." Ranbai saw that the boy's eyes were red, and gently held his chin, and he stopped his hands uneasy. He instinctively didn't want the scar to be exposed to the air. When his sleeves were hanging down, it covered the wound on his wrist. It was a few years ago. His reaction had long been dull, "I'm afraid that you will not show it to you."

"Jingbai." The shallow scar seemed to be cut into Chu Xu's heart. The blunt knife stirred Ansheng. He felt pain for Jingbai when he saw it. He couldn't imagine how this person survived alone over the years. He paused word by word, "I will treat you well."

He wants to make up for what Jingbai has lost over the years.

Something else has,

Jingbai must have it too.

He is no worse than anyone else.

"Brother Xu, don't pity me." The boy lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering his eyes.

He doesn't need this kind of pity.

"It's not pitiful, it's heartache."

you say.

He is clearly such a clean and proud person.

Why do you have to experience such a dirty and terrible past?

He works hard, is excellent and motivated.

What is received is not the tenderness of this world, but the more cruel reality.

He deserves to be in the sun, with the envious and admirable eyes of everyone, and is worthy of all the tenderness.

Not so.

No.

"Things that passed early are nothing." Ranbai said lightly, "Isn't I lucky enough to have you?"

But what are the injuries that fell on the teenager, the stomach problems that fell in the past seventeen years, those antidepressant drugs and unstoppable painkillers?

Jingbai struggled for seventeen years in suffocation and walked out after half his life.

now,

But he was comforting him.

Chu Xu reached out and gently held the boy's cold-sliced ​​wrist, and then carefully touched the scar on it. The hot boy almost subconsciously retreated.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Xu asked in a low voice.

"It's too long." Ranbai was silent for a moment, "I can't remember it."

Chu Xu stared at the scar.

It must be painful.

How could it not hurt if you cut your wrist?

"Can you tell me about your childhood?" Chu Xu's throat was dry and his voice was a little hoarse: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk, I just want to know more about you..."

"Okay." He responded, and then thought about it carefully for a long time, and it became quiet and very quiet. He said softly word by word, with a low and gentle voice lingering: "Mumu is my cousin, you know this. She has given me a lot of candy before, which is particularly sweet."

Chu Xu was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Is it very sweet?"

Ranbai nodded.

When he thinks about it now, he will be in a daze, but it is also unforgettable. Maybe it was because the past was too bitter, so he couldn't bear to eat the candy that was firmly held in his hand, and it would be so sweet, but now all this seems to be far away from him.

This is probably how my sweet-loving habits are left, and I have never changed my habit of collecting candy paper.

now.

Finally, he was no longer empty and no longer silent.

He finally had one person who would always firmly grasp him.

The atmosphere fell into quiet silence again.

Chu Xu wants to know what happened to him before.

In fact, he had nothing before, let alone anything to say. He seemed to be unable to think of anything other than being beaten.

He wanted to pick some good things to tell Chu Xu in those chaotic and overwhelming pasts, but found that in his memory, there was no other way except those sugars that were bitten in his mouth.

Chu Xu waited quietly for him for a long time.

Ran Bai's throat rolled for a while, and couldn't say a word, and he was a little confused.

"Enough." Chu Xu clenched his hand tightly, and the blue veins were protruding, "I understand, stop talking."

A few candies made him remember it until now.

But over the years, there are only a few candies.

The boy calmed down.

He knew that there was nothing in his past, so he never wanted to mention it to others. It was just that Chu Xu was an accident. He mentioned it and had nothing to say.

"You have me." Chu Xu grabbed his hand and said seriously: "You have mine."

"I know." The boy's tone was low, no different from usual: "I'm sleepy, go to bed."

Chu Xu pursed his lips and said no.

After being with Chu Xu, Ranbai hasn't had a dream of the past for a long time.

Perhaps it was because the scar was suddenly revealed in the dark today that I dreamed of the past.

In a dream.

It's a long night that cannot be escaped.

The man was drunk and looked ferocious.

He pressed his head and smashed him against the wall, held the belt and slapped him hard, and finally dragged him outside the door to let him kneel. It was winter, very cold, and he was drowsy, as if some sticky and blood-red liquid dripped down from his forehead, blurring his eyes. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open it. There was darkness in front of him. In a trance, he seemed to hear the angry voice of his neighbor, and the man's high rebuttal. In his memory, there seemed to be a woman who always hid in the corner and refused to speak, fearful and hated.

He would hiding in the corner in the initial fear and watching Mu Ping go crazy, and then he would be so numb that he was used to being dragged out by Mu Ping to beat him. He would lose ten yuan and not dare to tell Mu Ping that he could not eat for the whole week. It was Mu Ping's best product, Jing Wei's anger, and they hysterically scolded you as a waste, why didn't you die?

What he was thinking about at that time.

oh.

He was thinking,

Why is he not dead yet?

"Jing Bai? Jing Bai!"

He finally broke free from the nightmare.

The blurred vision gradually focused and was frozen between Chu Xu's eyebrows and eyes.

It's ridiculous to think about it.

But Mu Ping can become his nightmare until now.

"I've had a dream." The boy frowned slightly and soon returned to silence. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He suddenly felt that it was a little similar to blood. He broke out in cold sweat without realizing it. He said hoarsely: "I'll go take a shower."

Chu Xu kept looking at him and nodded lightly.

Ranbai went to the bathroom. After taking a cold shower, the ink hair was wet, and the water droplets slid down his shoulder blades. He looked at the person in the mirror, his eyes were unconscious.

Jing Wei broke off contact.

Mu Ping can't control him.

it's all over.

He wants.

Born towards Chu Xu.
Chapter completed!