Little Terrified Bun

See you again, decades have passed.

Wei Jing held the tea cup in both hands, rubbed his fingers on the warm cup wall, the light green tea exuded a refreshing fragrance, he raised his eyes, and looked at the opposite boy without a trace. He was eighteen years old and still had it on his face. A touch of immature, gentle and amiable words, and the arrogant and willful Wei Min in his previous life, have completely become two people.

Different life experiences give everyone a unique character.

Wei Min's change is not abrupt.

"Why are you sitting stupid? It's almost noon, what do you want to eat?" The man's voice broke the silent world, with a slight smile on his face, leaning lazily on the sofa cushion with handsome brows. , But his eyes were cold, like a sharp knife.

Wei Jing was stunned by the look, and even if he was a little bit dumbfounded, it is estimated that this person thought he and Wei Min had an enmity.

"Just come here, I'm not hungry." Wei Jing followed the man's words.

Wei Min was wrong about what happened back then, but the real behind-the-scenes man is dead, and his age has changed, and the grievances buried by the years are not enough for outsiders.

"Then let's eat a little bit at will. By the way, I forgot that I haven't introduced myself yet." Wei Min said, turning his gaze to Xu Gen who was still bewildered, "Hello, my name is Wei Min. ."

"Oh oh! Hello, hello, my name is Xu Gen." He finished speaking in a daze, as if thinking of something, suddenly stood up suddenly, stammered: "Wait, you call Wei Min? What is the relationship between you and Wei Xiaojing? Brother?"

"No, no, no! I was wrong." Xu Gen patted his mouth annoyedly, glanced weakly at Wei Jing, and slowly made up the second half, "Is it a former brother?"

Now Wei Jing is his cousin!

Wei Min paused with his teacup hand, and a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes, and his face was dimly answered, "Yes", "Xiaojing used to take care of me, but I..." He glanced nervously at the opposite boy, with a weak voice. Mosquitoes and flies, only oneself can hear, "...I did a very excessive thing!"

"What did you say?" Xu Gendao.

Wei Min shook his head, "Nothing, let's order! Do you want steak or pasta?"

Xu Gen touched his nose. He didn't use knives and forks well, and he always made a nasty stab when cutting steaks. Right now, he chose the latter without thinking about it. Wei Jing came here after having breakfast. He was still full at the moment, so he ordered a snack at random.

Xu Gen admired He Di's game skills very much. Seeing the weird atmosphere passed, he kept talking and looked at the opposite side with bright eyes.

He Di... He Di is a bit embarrassed.

The atmosphere of the meal was not bad or not. Wei Jing and Wei Min were reticent. Only when the other two asked, would they give a brief answer or two. Xu Gen and He Di consciously relaxed when they saw this. Voice.

After drinking and eating, Xu Gen wanted to play games with itchy hands, while He Di saw that Wei Min was in a mood and wanted to go home.

At the crossroads, Xu Gen pointed to the left, "We are going this way, don't pass this way." He had some regrets in his heart, and it was estimated that this friend could not do it.

He Di nodded. He was half a head taller than Wei Min. He stood behind him like a bodyguard. He said, "Goodbye then."

"See you."

The two groups of people walked in opposite directions at the same time. Wei Min walked a few steps innocently, his expression twisted into a ball, he suddenly turned around and faced He Di who was walking behind. Min was taken aback and asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Wei Min glanced back, and he could still see Wei Jing's figure. If we meet again this time, maybe we will never see him again.

This is the fate given to him by the heavens. Suddenly he had infinite courage in his heart. He lifted up and ran forward in strides. The young man turned his head and waved his hand at He Di, who was left behind by him. His smile was bright, his eyes were full of the bright summer sun, as if he had got rid of all the haze, "I am going to apologize to someone. The person you mentioned."

Although the wrong thing he did cannot be offset by a simple sentence of sorry, how can it be possible if there is no verbal apology?

On a sunny August, at noon, the sun illuminates the entire city of B like a small stove.

Wei Jing and Xu Gen walked one after the other on the street. Xu Gen couldn't stand the weather when the red light was on. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and said after two'tsk tsk', "I'll go to the convenience store to buy some drinks. What do you want to drink?"

Wei Jing was also hot and uncomfortable. He glanced at the red light. This street is more complicated. This light lasts for ninety seconds. "Get me a bottle of iced mineral water!"

"Okay! Then wait for me!" Xu Gen said, and walked on the way they just came.

Wei Jing was standing on the side of the street, basking in the sun like a little cabbage. He walked to the right. Under the cover of the big tree, the whole person was better off. Not far away, a large truck suddenly rushed like crazy, and it rammed straight toward the side of the road.

When Wei Jing heard the exclamation, he was looking at his mobile phone. When he raised his head, a behemoth suddenly ran into his eyes.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, the sun disappeared and turned into a cold winter night, the young man stood there blankly, clamoring in his heart-run! Run! But the body can't move. Everything began to rewind in his eyes.

Drunk, he was heavy, with weak limbs, standing in the street blankly, obviously doing nothing, just like this, he was hit by a big truck, his head knocked on the ground, and a momentary sharp pain passed. , It became numb.

The alcohol paralyzed his body and mind, and his eyes were dazzling red everywhere.

Is he really born again? Is everything in front of you reality? Will everything he experienced was his dying fantasy?

The same big truck as in the vague memory, and himself, who was also hit and flew, are like a picture scroll, left in the depths by time. A warm liquid splashed on his face, and the boy made a meaningless breath. He opened his eyes, and the blood stained the hot ground with other colors.

But... this is not his blood.

Wei Jing stared at the ground blankly. When the truck hit, the front of the truck directly hit the tree behind him. There was a circle of people around. They caught the drunk driver, and some enthusiastic people called 110 and 120.

Wei Jing just stared at the man lying on the ground in a daze. He wore a white and blue striped T-shirt. Underneath were simple beige cropped slacks. He was curled up and his face was covered with black hair. Cover it, revealing only the blood-stained neck.

"Ho **** ho..." Wei Jing was out of breath suddenly. He clenched a fist with his right hand and pressed it firmly against his chest. He was breathing fast and his eyes were sore, but he couldn't cry.

This is the person he has just met.

People who just decided not to meet in the future.

Opposite him alive just now, with a silent expression, and occasionally a small smile, but still full of thoughts.

He wants to say-why are you saving me? Didn’t you hate me so much? I haven't seen you for so many years now, why did you come back suddenly?

Everything in front of me is like a ridiculous joke, a **** plot written by an unreliable screenwriter.

"Wei Jing."

The eardrum was impacted by a huge sound. Wei Jing's chaotic brain suddenly became a little awake. He looked up and looked at Xu Gen, who ran over in a panic. Tears fell,'Pattern', one after another. , Like a broken pearl, hit the hot ground.

He staggered and ran to Wei Min's side in a panic, his shoes were stained with blood, and his hands were on the teenager's black hair, but he didn't dare to move.

Will he die? Just like the self in the last life?

His body was shattered and his face looked grim, turned into a handful of ashes, and was buried in the cold ground.

"The ambulance is here, the ambulance is here..." There was a scream of surprise from the crowd. Wei Jing followed the nurses closely, watching them carry the stretcher and lift Wei Min into the car. Jing hurried to follow, and he shouted to Xu Gen behind, "I will go to the hospital with me, and you will talk to He Di."

Inside the car, the nurse began to stop Wei Min from bleeding and give Wei Min an injection.

Wei Jing sat aside, a little cautious in his words, hopeful in his eyes, "Doctor, how is he? He will be fine, right!"

While busy with the movements in his hands, the nurse said with a heavy face: "It's hard to say, it depends on whether there is any injury in his brain, and the family members are mentally prepared."

These words were like a sledgehammer, slammed on his head, Wei Jing's brain was dizzy, and his whole body almost fainted. There were abrasions on his arms and legs, and the white skin was scraped off, revealing blood-red flesh inside. When the car crashed, Wei Min pushed him away, and he rolled around on the ground.

It hurts, it hurts especially harder than when he died in a car accident.

How can it hurt so much? His heart was so painful that he couldn't listen, his numb and stiff fingers dialed a familiar phone number. Before the person could speak, the boy's choked words came out with turbulent tears.

"Brother, I'm on my way to the hospital."

"Wei Min was hit by a car in order to save me. It's very serious. Brother...I'm so scared! If anything happens to him...in my whole life...hiccup...even if it's dead...no way...looks...hiccups …"