"Okay, let me come," Song squeezed over and snatched the pair of chopsticks, she didn't even dare to look at James, just those clean blue eyes, she was so afraid that if she fell into those eyes now, she would never be able to get out again.

“… Go back and sit down," Seeing that he was still not moving, Song Weiwei's voice trembled: "Count me begging you..."

"Good. ”

James couldn't tell what he was coming to Song Weiwei for tonight, he had plenty of free time to accompany Bruce, but the first thing he did when he returned to the United States and left his luggage home was to come to find Weiwei, nothing could be more important than her.

“… Have you been there Xia Chen?"

"We each have our own lives, slightly," James made it clear that he didn't take Xia Chen seriously.

"So what the hell are you here for today?"

James and Song looked at each other slightly for a few seconds, and in these few seconds he thought about saying the lines that had been brewing in the past few days, but after coming to the attic, James found that there was no place for him.

"Look how you're doing," he said.

"As you can see, I'm fine. Song Weiwei's attitude was not as gentle as just now, she was a little anxious, wiped her hands with a rag casually, and then paced back and forth in the room at a loss.

James knows Song Weiwei very well, she has a severe anxiety disorder, this will be the precursor to the attack, if the slightest stimulation at this time will make Song Weiwei irritable.

"James, you have to get out of here, right now," Song pointed to the door, she was a little out of shape and needed to be alone, the memories of being regarded as a bastard were flooding in, this behavior was very strange but made people think that she was not in good spirits, she really needed to see a doctor, and take this man out of her mind completely.

"Okay," James got up and glanced at the door, he sighed and waved his hands in the air twice, "find me if you need it." ”

"Shut the door, Thanks," Song turned his back to him slightly, trying to keep himself from doing something on impulse.

After James left, Song Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, she took off her glasses and sat on the carpet with a pale face, burying her head between her legs without raising her head.

James will make her uneasy when he steps into this house, and this uneasiness comes from the depths of Song Weiwei's heart, she can't forget James, the time with him is a memory, and it is the happiest time in her life with the opposite sex.

Out of the attic, James still couldn't help but look back at the dimly lit cabin, he was going to call Michael and ask when the other party would come back, and he felt the need to do so out of concern for Song Weiwei.

James was about to make the call, only to notice that someone was following him.

In fact, it is a coincidence, James is very sensitive and someone follows him closely, so the slightest wind and grass can be realized through his keen senses. Now, James looks back and wants to expose this man, but there is only the reflection of the trees behind him.

"Probably a delusion," not always accurate, James shrugged and called.

After an hour, Song Weiwei has returned to normal, as long as she tries to control her thoughts, she will not make old mistakes if she doesn't think or listen.

She was going to take a shower and get an early rest today, hoping that Michael would be back tomorrow.

There were no pedestrians on the streets of New York at this time, except for a few drunken homeless people and a few convenience stores open. So it's not surprising that even robberies occur in this lax police jurisdiction.

The attic where Song Weiwei lives needs to go up through an iron staircase that has been in disrepair for a long time, and the railings of this staircase have fallen off a little after the rainy season. Lu Ci, who had been following Song Weiwei since the day, hid in the shadows and observed his every move, like a rattlesnake in the desert, waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

This is the third person of the opposite sex to come to the door of Song Weiwei's attic.

Obviously, this time the man was different from James and Michael, he took off his gloves and stroked the door panel clearly, as if he had touched a woman's body.

Behind this door is the woman he has been thinking about for a long time, it is definitely worth the wait, she can't escape from the palm of his hand after all.

Now, Lu Ci only needs to open this door to get her easily.

But he didn't, he just leaned against the door panel and gasped for air, and his morbid love gave him pleasure in this torture that was so close but not available, and he quickly pulled the evil thing out of his trouser chain and blasphemed the girl in the spirit world.

It wasn't until he stopped letting out a beast-like roar that he rested contentedly against the railing beside him. Lu Ci glanced at his watch, someone would come back in ten minutes, he remembered the address and the man's voice and appearance just now, he thought that his girlfriend Anne should know this man very well.

Lu Ci hooked the corners of his mouth, sorted out his suit and went downstairs to return to the car elegantly, and then waited until the eye-catching sports car drove into view, and it was the famous Michael Winston who got out of the car!

Lu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his finger, and the driver in front immediately started the car and left.

His sister is really not well-behaved, all these years of neglect of discipline, he brought home such men like a fox, and Lu Ci's evil thoughts were born from his head.

Michael and James had just finished talking on the phone and asked Maria to drive the car back to the attic first, he really didn't want to go around the studio again.

The car was parked downstairs, and at this time Maria had already slept at home, and her semi-elderly state did make her physical condition much better.

Maria got out of the car for Michael to take out the clothes, and the rest was sent to dry cleaning tomorrow.

She's been an agent for a few years, so if you want to say she's not smart enough, you're probably suggesting that she's derelict in her duties, Maria leaned against the car and lit a cigarette, this little red dot is especially noticeable at night, she stared at the cigarette butt and asked Michael, "You have such a good relationship with James, he really doesn't mind at all." ”

"I didn't tell Song Weiwei the truth," Michael put the suitcase on the ground and closed the trunk casually, "I don't say it now, and I don't plan to say it in the future." ”

Maria took a drag on her cigarette and said in an extremely flat tone: "You three are poor people. ”

The man who is extremely lacking in love and conceited meets a woman with a clumsy feeling, and the sparks that rub out are all coincidences, but Maria is too lazy to stop them.

They are not young, Michael longs for a family, and the family he wants is not something that all women can give.

Song Weiwei was with him, and the little warmth that they drew from each other seemed to be infinitely magnified in their eyes.

Is this love?

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It's time to go back.

Maria watched Michael go upstairs, then dropped the cigarette bomb and pulled the car door to drive back to her apartment.

But she got into the car and sat in the car for a long time, not starting the car, but turned her face sideways to look at the SUV parked on the side of the road not far away.

"Strange. ”