her eternal lucky star

Chapter 532 He and his boyhood (1)

That kind of smile is pure, beautiful, illusory...

Goodbye, my little white.

I'm leaving this world with the memory of me and you.

If there is an afterlife, I must know you earlier than Tang Xiaobao.

"boom--"

The moment the head hit the ground, blood sprayed out like a fountain.

Blood spattered, reflecting a dazzling light in the sun.

"Ah! Someone jumped off the building!"

"Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

"Ah ah ah..."

There was a lot of noise around, and the terrified screams almost pierced people's eardrums.

Huge pain quickly spread from the head to the whole body. Su Jianian felt that every bone in his body was broken. He lay quietly on his back on the cold concrete floor, and a large area of ​​bright red flowed out from under his body.

With people coming and going overhead, Su Jianian looked at the blue sky above his head with dazed eyes, his consciousness gradually blurred...

A flood of memories flooded my mind.

When I was five years old...

In the damp and cold cul-de-sac, white snowflakes fell one after another, and the little man was pressed to the ground by several drunken men, who tore his thin clothes.

The disgusting smell of alcohol sprayed on his face. He struggled desperately and cried, but it was of no avail. Instead, he was slapped several times by the big guys.

He was dizzy from the beating, and his clothes were torn off. Just when he was desperate, several burly bodyguards rushed over from a distance and kicked the drunk away one by one.

He was rescued and put on a warm little coat.

He shrank into a ball, looking at the boy and little girl standing among the bodyguards with horrified eyes.

The boy is very delicate and handsome, well dressed, exuding an innate nobility all over his body, the girl is very cute and petite, she hugged the boy's little arm, and said inarticulately: "Xiaobai, I just knew You will save him and reward you with a kiss."

Saying that, two chubby hands held the boy's little face and kissed him heavily.

The boy frowned with disgust, but instead of pushing her away, he took her hand and turned to leave: "Let's go, it's freezing."

The girl said oh, and looked back at him several times with some reluctance, but the boy never glanced at him from the beginning to the end.

But he still remembered him, the little boy who saved him.

At that time, he just wanted to thank him very simply.

So from that day on, he began to pass by that alley intentionally or unintentionally. Although he was still afraid, in order to meet the boy and say "thank you" to him personally, he summoned up the greatest courage in his life.

However, he passed by many times and never met them again.

Just when he thought he would never see him again, one day, he was ordered by his mother to go to the small shop at the entrance of the village to buy salt. When he came out of the small shop, a particularly luxurious car passed by him. He looked up, and through the window, I saw that familiar little girl.

If the little girl is here, then the boy, he should be there too.

Thinking excitedly, he trotted after him for a long time, and saw the car drive into the courtyard of the best small villa in the village.

Oh, that's his and hers.

He wrote it down silently, and then ran away again.

From that day on, he began to play with mud and rubber bands under the old tree outside the small courtyard of the villa intentionally or unintentionally.

Finally one day, the girl ran out of the yard and watched him play enviously.

He stepped forward with a trace of temptation and courage, and took the initiative to meet the girl.

(End of this chapter)