When Zuo Xiaolan and Ye Nantian heard this, their expressions immediately changed, staring at Ye Ci, wishing they could take back what this dead girl just said and wipe it out.
Bai Mo also looked at Ye Ci in surprise. In his heart, Ye Ci was just a little girl. When would she say such philosophical words
Tan Polang naturally heard this. His hand holding the chopsticks trembled obviously, then raised his head and looked at Ye Ci with an indignant look. His eyes were not as hopeless as usual, even with a hint of despair. Anger that's about to explode
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Ye Ci looked at him like this, and remembered how he lost his parents in his last life, and it seemed that he was dying at that time. She tugged at the corner of her mouth, and put a chopstick in his bowl: "Eat it, eat it, you have to have the strength to cry vigorously, the sadness is terrible, if you don't eat enough, where will the strength come from? ?"
When Tan Polang heard Ye Ci say this, he stood up abruptly, his body kept shaking, and he looked extremely angry. But even so, he didn't say a word, just stared at Ye Ci with those eyes that were bloodshot from anger, wishing he could eat her directly.
"Look at what I'm doing." Ye Ci narrowed his eyes, but he didn't smile.
The little boy couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, he put down his chopsticks, pushed away the chair, opened the door and rushed out.
"Breaking the waves! Breaking the waves!" Zuo Xiaolan shouted, "Bai Mo, come and have a look."
Bai Mo was also confused by this sudden incident, Zuo Xiaolan only thought about it after saying this, and immediately chased out.
"You dead girl, how can you talk! You don't know what's going on in his house!" Zuo Xiaolan reached out and patted Ye Ci twice. It seemed that she was really angry: "Is there such a big sister as you? Is it fun to sprinkle salt on people's wounds?"
Ye Nantian saw that Zuo Xiaolan was already hairy, and immediately pulled her back: "Wife wife, calm down." He kept winking at Ye Ci: "Damn girl, hurry up and look for it, what if you lose someone? !"
Ye Ci sighed, and got up and put on shoes in a hurry. She didn't care about Zuo Xiaolan's yelling at all. She sighed, this little boy's self-esteem.
Tan Polang has not eaten well for many days. Ye Ci heard this from Bai Mo, and it was precisely because he knew this, Ye Ci was not worried about where Tan Polang could go. Besides, isn't there a Bai Mo following him
She walked downstairs slowly, then took out her mobile phone and dialed one to Bai Mo, confirming that Bai Mo had caught the boy, and the two were in the garden in the middle of the street.
. He walked over without hesitation. From a distance, she saw two people sitting on a wooden chair, Bai Mo, like a confidant big brother, enlightened Tan Polang beside him. But obviously it didn't work, the kid ignored him at all.
Ye Ci turned and walked towards the beef noodle restaurant on the side, ordered two bowls of noodles, and had them delivered in a while. She then walked towards the two of them. Before she got close, Bai Mo heard her footsteps. Turning to look at her, she smiled and said, "Bai Mo, go back."
"Huh?" Bai Mo was a little strange: "Why are you here?"
"I can't come? Go back. If you don't go back, there will be no food." Ye Ci was standing behind Bai Mo with a calm face.
Bai Mo still wanted to say something, but Ye Ci shook his head. He understood the meaning of Ye Ci, and some things were probably related to the bell. So he didn't have much to do, stood up and patted Tan Polang's head. Turned around and left.
As soon as Bai Mo left, Ye Ci sat down, and she didn't speak. Just looking at the sky, the weather is really nice. It was cold and dry, and the small wind blew on his face as if a knife was cutting his face.
Tan Polang glanced at Ye Ci, and immediately wanted to stand up, but suddenly heard a sentence from Ye Ci: "Just your small body, run, you have to get down if you can't run far."
Tan Polang's body trembled again. This time, he didn't know if he was angry or cold, because a cool wind had just blown past, and even Ye Ci, who was wrapped in a cotton coat, shivered from the cold, not to mention the one who was wearing a A kid in a light sweater. He finally couldn't help it, and burst out: "Do I have a grudge with you?"
"No."
"Did I provoke you?"
Ye Ci glanced at him: "Not yet."
"Then why do you always use words to stab me! If I don't have parents, I will be bullied like this by you?!" The little boy was completely angry. It turned out that he was angry at being scolded by Ye Ci, and later he was angry with Ye Ci's kind With a salty tone, he finally broke out because of Ye Ci's attitude towards him.
Ye Ci didn't say anything, just looked at Tan Polang.
His anger was directed at a person who completely ignored him, as if a powerful straight punch had directly hit a ball of cotton. One could imagine the suffocation in Tan Polang's heart, and he shouted: "I no parents
! What else? I didn't do anything! I don't have parents anymore! Don't you want me to come to your house? Do you think I came to your house to rob you of something? Let me tell you, it's totally unnecessary, because I didn't want to come from the beginning to the end. It was your mother who was busy and made me come here! Do you think I really want to come? Want to come under the fence? "
Tan Polang's high-pitched voice has become more and more hoarse, and even started to sob a little. Although he is a boy, his face is full of tears at this time.
Ye Ci still didn't speak, just looked at him without any expression. The little boy continued to scold, and then cried again, sweating profusely on his face, looking quite self-abusing. Just at this time, the owner of the noodle shop came, carrying two lunch boxes, which contained steaming beef noodles, and the red oil soup looked very appetizing.
Ye Ci took it, stretched out his hand, took out the money, and gave it to the boss, then put aside his chopsticks, took a bowl, and ate it. The other bowl was placed on the stool, near Tan Polang's position.
Tan Polang had not eaten much for several days. He lost his temper again, cried so much, and gradually felt hungry. Looking at Ye Ci eating noodles, he couldn't help swallowing. But now he is thinking about his position and Ye Ci's position. They are class enemies and must not give in.
He just thought so, but his stomach was really unsatisfactory. At this moment, he screamed loudly. He was very embarrassed, thinking that Ye Ci would laugh at him, but he didn't expect that Ye Ci would not even raise his head, and said lightly. : "This beef noodles tastes very good and is much better than my mother's craftsmanship. It would be a pity not to eat it."
When Tan Polang heard Ye Ci say this, he really wanted to eat it, but he couldn't save face, so he just snorted and stood there. A gust of wind blew, and he shivered for a while.
"Men need to be in a hurry when they do things. If they want to eat, they can eat it. After eating, they will pay for it." Ye Ci still lowered his head to eat the noodles, and didn't look at Tan Polang, but he spoke every word to him.
Tan Polang still wanted to persevere, but in the end he couldn't stand the constant protests from the Five Zang Temple in his stomach, so he had to grit his teeth and raised his face, sat down, and ate the noodles like a leaf word.
For a time, there were only two people left in the park eating noodles one after another, wheezing, which sounded very appetizing.
"It's a sad thing that my parents are gone." Ye Ci said while eating noodles, she saw Tan Polang's hand shaking obviously, and continued: "However, it's only your own sorrow, and others It doesn't matter."
This time, it's Tan Polang's turn not to speak, but to eat noodles
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"Who in this world doesn't have any sadness at all, and needs to show it to others to publicize it? Is that looking for sympathy?" Ye Ci looked up at the distance and sneered a few times, as if seeing the original self again: " In fact, there is no sympathy at all. No one will feel the same way about your sadness. No matter how miserable you are, in the eyes of other people, it is only someone else's business. They can sympathize, sigh, and even watch the fun, but who? It won't take it to heart."
"I didn't publicize it." Tan Polang buried his head, put his face in his mouth, and retorted in a low voice.
"Aren't you right now?" Ye Ci smiled: "It's not impossible to be sad, but you have to be moderate. Too much will make you numb."
"I'm not a child, I know the truth." Tan Polang stubbornly felt that Ye Ci was stabbing himself. "There's no need for someone like you to make irresponsible remarks."
Ye Ci was not angry either, she really understood his mood.
"Sometimes, some sadness should be stored in the heart, because it is a precious emotion. There are not many great joys and sorrows in one's life, so you have to learn to restrain yourself." She pulled the last bite into her mouth, and then began to squirm. He slurped down the soup with red oil floating in it. "Everyone in the world is very busy, and they don't have so much time and energy to accompany others to be happy or sad, so don't bother others with this kind of thing."
"People always have to learn to grow up." Ye Ci sighed, as if to see the scarred, but increasingly hateful self: "Be a man, be sunny."
"I'll be alone in the future." Tan Polang didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he came out a dull sentence. It could be heard that he no longer resisted Ye Ci so much. At least the words have calmed down a lot. .
Ye Ci didn't want to say anything sensational, but in the end he still touched his hair: "Isn't there still us."
The beef noodle was spicy and hot. It made people really uncomfortable, tears and snot falling down one by one. Tan Polang felt that his eyes were exhausted and he couldn't see anything clearly. He sniffed, stretched out his sleeves and wiped his face, then lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I don't have the money to pay for beef noodles."
"Count what I lent you, and you can return it to me later."
"You're annoying."
"You're not too popular either." (To be continued,)