When he left from Lin Wanqing's house, Fang Shaoyang looked at the time on his phone, it was already six o'clock.

Picked up the phone and went to the black skin for one.

"Boss, what do you command?" said the black skin.

"You bring a few people to help me protect my wife, I have something to go out. Fang Shaoyang said.

"Okay, no problem!" said Blackskin without hesitation.

After arranging the black skin, Fang Shaoyang left with confidence.

When night fell, Fang Shaoyang also arrived at the North Gate Railway Station.

It's crowded with people, even in the evening, and it's still full of tourists.

When Fang Shaoyang saw Zhao Jie, she was pulling a suitcase and sitting next to the crowded square, under the street lamp, her long hair covered half of her forehead, and she pulled up a long reflection behind her, a little bleak.

"Sister Zhao!" Fang Shaoyang walked up and greeted with a smile.

Zhao Jie raised her head when she heard the voice, and when she saw Fang Shaoyang for the first time, she buried her head with a smile and shyness, and only stood up after a long while, and said, "It's coming so soon." ”

"Uh... It's almost seven o'clock, not fast. Fang Shaoyang wondered.

"Oh. Zhao Jie, who has always been very aggressive, suddenly seemed to be a different person, a little shy, like an eighteen-year-old little girl who had just fallen in love.

The two sat in silence for a moment, and Fang Shaoyang said, "Sister Zhao, why don't we go eat something first?" It's not until 11 o'clock, and it's still early." ”

"Okay. Zhao Jie actually wanted to talk all the time, but she didn't know what to say, so she naturally happily agreed now.

"When I first came, I saw a restaurant not far in front of me, let's go somewhere!" Fang Shaoyang stood up and helped Zhao Jie pull up the suitcase.

Zhao Jie also stood up, and the two walked to the restaurant, but she frowned and said, "It's not hygienic here, I think it's better to go farther, it's not good near the station." ”

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Fang Shaoyang was a little puzzled for a while, what was he doing to eat and walk so far.

"Okay then, you lead the way, I'll treat you!" Fang Shaoyang said.

After a while, the two pulled each other together, away from the hustle and bustle of the station, and under the shadow of the street lamp, they walked farther and farther with broken steps.

"Sister Zhao, are we going there for dinner? If we leave again, we will almost get out of the second ring road. Fang Shaoyang paused and shouted.

Zhao Jie hurriedly raised her head as if she was distracted: "Oh, let's all come here?"

Zhao Jie raised her head and looked around, and there was a place selling adult products not far away.

There are three words written on it, which are particularly eye-catching: "The first oil of the people!"

(10,000 words omitted here...) ）

When the clock struck eleven o'clock that night, an ordinary train departed from the North Gate Railway Station.

The proprietress Zhao Jie is gone, although she is reluctant, although her second spring seems to have bloomed when she finally parted...

But this qiē can only be completely buried in my heart, maybe one day I think back, and I can still remember that when her youth was dying, there was such a young man named Fang Shaoyang, who left a hurried stroke in her vitality.

Fang Shaoyang had Yu Wen and the strong smell of perfume that the proprietress was accustomed to, and the surrounding was still a crowded railway station square, and the night sky became much deeper under the embellishment of neon lights.

The cold wind of early winter was extremely bleak, and it went straight into the sleeves and sleeves.

Passengers in a hurry staggered past with luggage, thick clothes, and some with hats and scarves.

This qiē carries a strange color, a strange place, a strange person, a strange world...

"If you're still in the village... I guess I'm going to sleep at this point..."

"Maybe the big yellow dog at the head of the village should also go to Xiaobai at this time. ”

Fang Shaoyang had a hint of silence on his face, he never thought of himself as a sentimental person, but it turned out that he was.

At least the parting of the proprietress Zhao Jie made him really feel sad.

Maybe it has something to do with the cold winds of early winter and the unfamiliar pedestrian environment.

Suddenly, Fang Shaoyang seemed to feel that his mood was a little turbulent.

Fang Shaoyang suddenly quickened his pace, he didn't know why, he suddenly wanted to leave this place, leave the strange strangeness around him, and find a familiar place or a familiar person.

He buried his head and walked through the crowds of the night, across the zebras, across the paths under the streetlights...

The slightly messy footsteps suddenly stopped.

Before he knew it, he came to a hotel where he had stayed with Zhao Jie before.

Fang Shaoyang retracted his gaze, and what he was thinking about more at the moment was not the charm of the proprietress still existing, but Lin Wanqing's cute and well-behaved appearance.

"Wanqing is still waiting for me at home..."

The corners of Fang Shaoyang's mouth hooked up a smile, thinking that he might really understand the "love" that his aunt had said before.

As for the proprietress Zhao Jie, she has her future life...

Maybe from now on, the life trajectories of the two will never intersect again...

When she returned to Lin Wanqing's house, she hadn't slept yet, and when she saw Fang Shaoyang coming back, she hurriedly asked, "Is your friend gone?"

"Well, let's go, I watched her go. Fang Shaoyang looked at Lin Wanqing, who showed her face in the bed, and felt that the cold wind she had experienced just now had turned into warmth and swept through her body.

He involuntarily suddenly pounced and hugged Lin Wanqing through the thick quilt.

"Shaoyang, you..." Lin Wanqing was nervous for a while, and just wanted to struggle, but suddenly found that Fang Shaoyang did not continue to do anything excessive, just hugged himself and did nothing.

After waiting for a while, Lin Wanqing found that Fang Shaoyang was like a puppet, holding herself all the time and not speaking. So she asked, "Shaoyang, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing... I just want to hug you. Fang Shaoyang said softly.

Lin Wanqing could feel that Fang Shaoyang's whole body seemed to have relaxed, and the weight of that body pressed heavily on her body.

It seemed that something was wrong, Lin Wanqing tilted her head and looked at Fang Shaoyang.

At this moment, Fang Shaoyang closed his eyes, and his handsome face had a hint of immaturity.

"Shaoyang, is it because your friend is gone, and you feel uncomfortable?" asked Lin Wanqing tentatively.

Fang Shaoyang heard this and wanted to nod, but he found that he felt uncomfortable, and it didn't seem to be all the reason for the boss's departure.

So he had to say, "I don't know why, it's... I just want to hold you like this all the time, okay?"

Lin Wanqing showed a faint smile: "Hmm." ”

The two maintained this position, and after a long time, Lin Wanqing felt that her whole body was sore, and she just wanted to say something, but found that Fang Shaoyang had fallen asleep deeply.

"You know how to bully me..."Lin Wanqing held back her mouth, so she had to carefully put Fang Shaoyang flat and let him get into bed...

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