After attracting onlookers from passers-by, there are now more people watching.
The neon on the roadside lights up, night falls, and the air is hot and dry.
The sweat on Jiang Huai's forehead smashed down drop by drop, soaking the dust on the ground, and the wind was blowing and it was raining in his world.
Huang Dan said, "How about I help you sit in the real kung fu next to you for a while?"
He stretched out a hand and tried to pull the man on the ground, but was waved away vigorously.
Unprepared, half of Huang Dan's body was deflected by the force, and the elbow of that hand hit the light pole of the street lamp, his pain was suddenly pulled to the extreme, and he cried instantly.
Under the night, the sight is no longer clear, passers-by only see the young man who is coming and crouching down, but do not see the tears on his face.
A suppressed choking sound was caught in the sound of the car's engine. Jiang Huai raised his sweaty eyes and found that the young man was sobbing. His pale face showed a stunned look, what was he doing
Are you acting again
Jiang Huai gasped loudly, "Boy, on the road, you are shameless, and I want to be ashamed."
Huang Dan took off his glasses, tears streaming down uncontrollably, "My elbow hit the light pole, it hurts."
Jiang Huai listened to the cry, his face sank, and he sneered, "Don't tell me, I hurt you."
Huang Dan's painful face turned pale, "You did it."
A hint of sarcasm appeared in Jiang Huai's eyes, "Boy, you're not too old, the way to lie is..."
The second half of his mouth stopped abruptly.
Huang Dan raised his tearful face, looked at his crying eyes, and said with trembling lips, "I'm not lying, I'm just afraid of pain."
Jiang Huai's arm rested on his leg, "Ask the people on the street, who is not afraid of pain?"
Huang Dan is so painful that he doesn't want to talk anymore.
Jiang Huai saw the young man's shoulders trembling slightly, and his eyebrows gradually twisted up, "It's fucking squeamish."
Huang Dan suddenly raised his head.
Jiang Huai glanced coldly, "Why, are you angry?"
Huang Dan stared at the man, his voice hoarse, "What did you just say to me?"
Jiang Huai said word by word, "I said you were squeamish."
With a wave of his arm, he hit the light pole with a lot of force, and the light pole shook, "It's so painful that you cry? Do you think you are a porcelain doll?"
After a while, Huang Dan lowered his eyelids, "Porcelain dolls will break, I won't, I just hurt."
Jiang Huai clicked his tongue and said, "I don't know where the young master's life came from."
Huang Dan raised his head again.
Jiang Huai didn't like the young man looking at him like this. His eyes were weird and he couldn't see through it. His feelings were even weirder. "What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll beat you?"
Huang Dan said, "You won't."
Jiang Huai grabbed his neckline and sneered, "Really?"
Huang Dan said yes, tears rolled down his cheeks, and there were signs of snot flowing out. He sniffed.
Jianghuai disliked it, and immediately withdrew his hand.
The cars passed one by one from the left, and one by one from the right. They met by chance, passed by on the road, and drifted away.
The unpleasant car exhaust fills the sky, does not stop for a while, and will kill people.
The severe pain in Jianghuai's heart eased a little, his legs were still soft, and his irritability only increased. He supported the light pole and slowly got up and walked straight to the zebra crossing.
The peak time of traffic has arrived.
It doesn't matter what million-dollar cars, the world's limited luxury cars, just like the general public, they become snails, moving slowly, and the horns reveal the impatience of the car owners.
Jiang Huai waited for the green light, he turned around, the figure was still squatting there, and he had no intention of getting up.
Huang Dan was holding back, waiting for the pain to subside.
The back collar was suddenly picked up, and he was pulled up, with a man's voice in his ear, "Still squatting and not walking, are you going to spend the night on the side of the road? Why are you crying, those who don't know think I hit you. "
Jiang Huai roared, and some people cast vigilant eyes.
"… "
Huang Dan was carried and led to the intersection. He wiped his face and put on his glasses. There was still a bit of crying in his voice, "If you hadn't pulled me, I would have been hit by a car."
Jiang Huai didn't respond, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not.
There are hawkers on both sides of the intersection selling clothes on poles, hanging signs, almost 20 or 30, business is good, and there are also fruit such as candied haws, kebabs, pineapples and watermelons to be sold around.
People crossing the road, shopping, and doing nothing, just strolling around. These men, women and children all mixed together and it was very noisy.
Huang Dan's voice was caught in it, "Thank you for what happened just now."
The green light is on, JAC's