"Oh! And! Thank you, thank you."

"Sponsor Jiang Cheng decided to increase the difficulty again! He decided to increase the difficulty again! Wow"

"Fork coach, do you think he made a mistake this time or his skills are not up to par?"

"I think his skills still have room to improve..."

...

The room was still very quiet, but Gu Fei's mind was filled with Jiang Cheng's voice, various sequels, various tones, and full of thoughts.

He has always been good at dealing with stalemate scenes, and at this moment he felt that he was facing a dead end, as if he could see the road to "beating up" unfolding in front of him.

No one knew that Jiang Cheng had a slingshot. The only time he showed his slingshot was at the lakeside, empty, none, one, one, and one, the lakeside.

He didn't even have the chance to find an excuse not to admit it.

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, just stood opposite him and looked at him, with no expression on his face. After the shock disappeared for a moment, he was expressionless.

He couldn't even speculate on Jiang Cheng's current emotional state.

"That," but he still had to speak, "I'm that day..."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for him to say something.

"I'm passing by." Gu Fei said.

"There is no road in that lake," said Jiang Cheng, "I've finished walking around."

"I did go there and have something to do," Gu Fei finally found a more gentle statement, "I saw you playing with a slingshot there. We were not very familiar with each other at that time, so I left without saying hello."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him and threw the slingshot in his hand. When the slingshot turned twice and fell back into his left hand, Gu Fei saw his right hand grabbing the table next to him.

Not good!

He knew that there were a lot of accessories for clothes and... buttons on the table.

Jiang Cheng grabbed the buttons.

Gu Fei turned around and wanted to run behind the set next to him.

It was not an ordinary small button. Ding Zhuxin's design uses various "anti-simple and return to the truth" materials. It was a wooden bead-shaped button, which was simply a perfect slingshot companion.

"That's what you said, bystander?" Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei heard a whoosh, and then there was a pain in his thigh, and the wooden bead hit him.

He turned around and saw that Jiang Cheng had pulled the slingshot away again, standing there and staring at him.

"You..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng relaxed his hand and shouted, "Ah!"

The kickback hit his stomach.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng didn't use much force. If he had the same force as the one he had hit the ice pit by the lake that day, he probably wouldn't be able to shout out now.

"Don't you say that this slingshot is a defective product?" Gu Fei jumped over the sofa and hid his lower body behind the back of the rest.

"See who hits it," Jiang Cheng took another button and aimed at him. "I can hit it accurately with two fingers and a rubber band."

"Don't..." Before Gu Fei finished speaking, Jiang Cheng let go of his hand again and hit his arm with the button. It hurts very much now. He rubbed his arm a few times, "Damn!"

"You're talking about the bystander," Jiang Cheng pulled the slingshot tightly and looked at him from the forks of the wood, "Is it such a bystander right?"

"It's just a metaphor," Gu Fei was beaten three times in a row, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his voice, "You're not reasonable!"

"What reason to talk about!" Jiang Cheng roared, his hands trembling very hard, "What reason to talk about? You are so cool when you are wandering around the world, what reason to talk about! There is nothing to talk about in this world! Is there any reason to talk about me if I am adopted? I just knew that I was not my biological son and I was sent back to this ghost place to talk about me if I have reason to talk about me! What the hell is it! "

"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei stepped back from behind the sofa, "I'm really not the case..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng hit his chest with the fourth button.

"Ah!" He jumped and fell directly into the sofa when he retreated, and simply stopped getting up. He shouted at Jiang Cheng, "Come on Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come

"You see them all," Jiang Cheng glared at him for a while before hanging his hand, throwing the slingshot and the buttons in his hand to the ground, "Yes, you see them all."

"See it." Gu Fei replied.

"Where can you see it?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"From you hit the ice pit to guide you to crying," Gu Fei said, "I've finished watching it all, and I'll leave when you start crying."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded and leaned back against the wall.

I saw it all, and the whole wonderful performance was accompanied by a gift from the man who hugged his head and cried bitterly.

Jiang Cheng didn't know what he felt now.

From shock to embarrassment, to feeling embarrassed, to feeling humiliated by being peeped at the secret, and finally to anger.

And now, all the feelings have disappeared, and all that is left is discomfort.

He slowly squatted to the ground against the wall, lowered his head and hugged his head with his arms.

That's the pose.

From childhood to adulthood, he was not just crying. He was uncomfortable, depressed, and liked to use this position when he was unhappy. This effort was to pull himself together and narrow it down, and try not to let anyone see his position.

Make him feel safe.

It’s similar to tying your head in the sand. It doesn’t really feel that others won’t see you in this way, but just don’t want to see anyone or anything.

If you can't see or hear, just be fine.

"Brother Cheng." Gu Fei walked to him at some point and called him.

"Your uncle Cheng, brother Cheng," Jiang Cheng buried himself between his knees and arms, muffled, "Are you fucking younger than me?"

"I'm a month younger than you." Gu Fei said.

"Are you a thing," Jiang Cheng was so shocked that he couldn't even bury his head. He raised his head, "You still know my birthday?"

"The time you fainted with a fever, I looked at your ID card," said Gu Fei. "I got someone to my room for no reason, and I have to figure out who it is."

"Don't worry about me next time." Jiang Cheng buried himself in his knees again.

"Do you want it?" Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng looked out through the crack of his arm, Gu Fei was holding a cigarette box in his hand. He closed his eyes and it took a few seconds before reaching out to take a cigarette from the cigarette box.

"Smoking here must be kept confidential," Gu Fei also took a cigarette and lit it, and handed him the lighter. "This studio has no smoking, and it is all flammable."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, lit a cigarette, turned around and glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner.

"It's okay, she usually doesn't watch surveillance." Gu Fei said.

"Did you laugh?" Jiang Cheng asked, his voice a little hoarse, as if he had suffered so much grievance. He cleared his throat with some displeasure, "When you peek."

"I smiled in my heart," Gu Fei said, "It's quite funny. If I say I don't laugh, you can't believe it."

"Well," Jiang Cheng sighed softly, "I often play like this by myself. I used to play the flute like that. Now I invite Jiang Cheng, a non-famous whistle flute performer, to perform for us."

Gu Fei laughed, and the ashes burst out. He turned his hand and came over with an empty drink bottle and the ashes.

"Have you never played like this?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"No," Gu Fei shook his head, "but there must be many people who relieve their boredom like this. Someone in the No. 4 Middle School Post Bar had a post saying that he couldn't sleep without finishing a big show every day. Many people below said they had the same hobbies."

"Is that right?" Jiang Cheng smiled.

"But you know I saw it," Gu Fei raised his thumb at him, "I finally have the chance to tell you, Player Jiang Cheng, you are the most awesome person I have ever seen."

"...Thank you," Jiang Cheng took the slingshot thrown beside him and looked at it, "This is probably just a prop, and he didn't plan to use it."

"Then you beat me, aren't it accurate?" Gu Fei said.

"No, it's just a hit," said Jiang Cheng, "When I hit you, I was aiming at your butt."

"Oh," Gu Fei turned his head to look at him, "Why."

"There's a lot of meat on your butt," said Jiang Cheng, "it's not easy to get hurt."

"I found that you are always quite... I know that if you don't hold it in, there will be no big trouble." Gu Fei flicked the ashes into the drink bottle.

"We top students have a good idea of ​​everything," Jiang Cheng held a cigarette in his mouth, "and never swung people onto trees."

"Damn." Gu Fei laughed.

Jiang Cheng stared at the cigarette butt in his hand for a while: "What did you do by the lake that day? It's so cold, there's no way out there again."

"That day," Gu Fei stopped, and after a long time, he spoke again, "That day was my father's death day, I'll go and burn some paper."

"Ah." Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"He drowned there." Gu Fei flicked his fingers gently on the bottle.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng continued to be stunned, and then said, "I thought the water was not very deep there."

"It's not too deep. He drank that day. If he didn't drink," Gu Fei stopped his fingers bounced on the bottle. "It was probably me who drowned."

Jiang Cheng suddenly raised his head and stared at Gu Fei.

Li Baoguo said that when Gu Fei killed his father, he didn't believe it at all. Gu Fei said that when his father drowned, he only had the idea of ​​"Ah, it was indeed an accident", but when he heard Gu Fei's words, he was so surprised that he didn't believe his ears.

"My dad is a bastard," Gu Fei said calmly, "I always hope he will die. If Li Baoguo is my dad, I will not have this idea."
To be continued...