With his head down and his shoulders slung down, he didn't speak, but sobbed and whimpered in his throat.
The lines between Qi Feng's eyebrows were deeper, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang pouted, with a confused and speechless expression on his face, "I also want to know what happened."
Qi Feng kicked the young man, neither light nor heavy, "You get up first, if you have something to say in the room, don't cry outside."
Huang Dan still did not respond.
Zhou Yang scratched his head, "Brother Qi, why don't we help him in."
Hearing this, Qi Feng just snorted coldly, "There is nothing to help, it's not that he can't go."
Zhou Yang smiled dryly, "I bumped into him anyway."
Qi Feng looked down at the young man under his eyelids, looking down from the top of his black hair. First there was a fair neck, behind his ears was the open neckline of the t-shirt, collarbone, his eyes stopped here, and he didn't look down any further. .
"It has nothing to do with you. No one will cry like this if you bump into it casually. It's not paper."
Zhou Yang was a little anxious, "Coco..."
At this time, there was a car parked on the side of the road, and two men got off. They were going to the river in front of them to go fishing, and they came to the small shop to buy water, smoke, and food. When they saw the situation at the door, they were puzzled. .
Qi Feng said, "Little brother, someone came to your small shop to buy something."
Huang Dan still didn't look up.
The two brushed past him and went to the small shop to get what they wanted to buy, "Who will calculate the money for us?"
There were three people at the door, one was crying, one couldn't help, and the other was lazy.
It wasn't the first time those two came to the small shop. They recognized Huang Dan and urged, "Little brother, we're going fishing. You need to count the money before you cry."
Huang Dan didn't show his face, he cried and asked, "What did you buy?"
A man said, "I am a pack of golden leaves, a small bottle of mineral water, two pieces of bread for a dollar, and some small snacks."
The other one also dialed what he had taken, and read everything that should be read, "Let's do the math."
Huang Dan on the threshold slowly got up, rubbed his arm heavily on his eyes a few times, and went in with his eyelids down, counting the money one by one.
Seeing the tears on his face, the two men opened their mouths wide, as if they had never seen anyone cry so fiercely.
Huang Dan cried to give them change, tears could not stop flowing down, and his vision was blurred.
After the two people bought things and left, Huang Dan sat on the chair and wiped his tears while crying. His eyes were red, his nose was also, and his face was covered with tears.
Qi Feng walked in, his two broad palms propped up against the glass cabinet, and his eyes stared at the young man who was crying, "Hey, how long are you going to cry? Are you going to bring everyone over?"
He sneered, "Let them all see that a big man can cry more than a little girl, which is an eye-opener."
"Your dad will come back later. Hearing everyone talking about this, maybe he thinks his son is capable."
Huang Dan suddenly raised his head.
I don't know what's wrong, the ridicule in Qi Feng's throat suddenly got stuck, he couldn't get up or down, he was almost suffocated to death, he touched a cigarette and lit, "A man is crying with tears all over his face, you are too embarrassed. ."
Huang Dan said hoarsely, "Don't worry about it."
Qi Feng's cigarette flickered, and he laughed, "You made a mistake, uncle didn't want to care about you."
Huang Dan pursed his lips and looked at the man without saying a word.
It came again, that weird feeling, Qi Feng took a deep breath of cigarettes, the youth was covered with tears and covered by the smoke, including the other's crying eyes, he shook his head, "I really didn't see it, you still have the problem of being squeamish."
"At the same time that Zhou Yang hit you, you also hit him. Why is he okay, so are you crying here?"
Huang Dan's chest still hurts, and he doesn't want to talk to him.
Seeing that the young man was silent, Qi Feng leaned forward with his upper body and looked over in the scattered smoke. His tone was impatient, "I'll ask you, how long will it take you to stop crying?"
Huang Dan was in tears, and the teardrops on his eyelashes fell, "Can you stop talking? I'm annoying."
Qi Feng, "..."
He tensed his face, scolded lowly, took a few steps back and sat on the plastic stool with his legs crossed.
The atmosphere was not very good, Zhou Yang came in behind, his voice was full of apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Having said that, he really didn't feel that the other party was crying because he bumped into him.
How is it possible, how can anyone in the world cry because of that? It's not that I'm shedding a tear or two, it's that I'm dying from crying, not even a woman.
Don't talk about it, Zhou Yang has never heard of it.
Huang Danzai