"Let the broad masses of the people verify whether you are a thief or not. ”

After dropping a sentence, Xinglang threw his torn clothes in the trash can casually, and walked away without looking back.

Seeing this, Zhao Mohan hurriedly trotted after him.

"Wait a minute, I did that to you on the bus, why are you helping me?"

"Help, you're too self-conscious. The corners of Xinglang's mouth lined up, and he teased: "Your body is too spicy for eyes, I just want to be sent to the hospital to wash my eyes." ”

"You ......"

The little good feeling that Zhao Mohan finally came up with immediately disappeared, but this time she didn't move, because if it wasn't for Xing Lang coming forward, she would probably have been humiliated to death.

"No matter what, I still have to say thank you to you, and I want to say sorry to you. ”

"Thank you, for helping me out of the game and proving my innocence. I'm sorry, on the bus I judged people by their appearance, and it was my fault to indiscriminately frame you as a pervert, I hope you can accept my apology. ”

Zhao Mohan's expression was sincere and he stretched out his little hand.

"Hehe, I never shake hands with women with flatter breasts than me, and when you are no longer Princess Taiping, I am considering accepting your apology. ”

"This guy is really angry!"

Zhao Mohan muttered and followed behind Xinglang all the way.

Torturer: "What are you doing with me?"

Zhao Mohan: "I didn't follow you." ”

Xinglang: "They all walked three blocks with me, and they said they didn't follow me." ”

Zhao Mohan looked aggrieved: "I also want to take the car home, you forget, we came by car......"

Torturer: "......"

The two waited at the station for a long time, and the bus appeared in sight slowly, and I don't know if it was fate, the driver who drove the car was actually the driver who sent them here.

Zhao Mohan stood beside Xinglang, and when he saw that the latter was about to get into the car, he hurriedly took a few steps back and took the initiative to give up his position.

"Young man, let's meet again, it's really fate. ”

The driver recognized Zhao Mohan and Xinglang at a glance, and at this moment, seeing the former following behind Xinglang like a little daughter-in-law, he couldn't help but laugh and tease.

"When you two came to the county seat, you were like the enemy, you made a big fuss in the car, and almost alarmed the police, why are you inseparable now, like a little couple, it won't be a mistake, but it will make you a couple, right? Hahaha, I think you two are quite dramatic, cherish this fate. ”

Zhao Mohan's face was red when he was ridiculed, while Xinglang rolled his eyes.

Fate?

him, it's almost the same!

Maybe God is playing tricks on the torturer, there are only two empty seats in the whole car, and they happen to be next to each other, and as soon as his butt touches the chair, Zhao Mohan sat down next to him.

The driver smiled when he saw all this in the rearview mirror.

They all sat together, and said that they didn't fall in love, and today's young people just like to play tricks!

Along the way, Xinglang's neck was always sideways, looking at the scenery outside the window, seeing that he didn't mean to chat with him at all, Zhao Mohan let out a muffled snort of displeasure in his nose, and stomped his feet coquettishly.

"I'm almost there, can you tell me where you live?"

Zhao Mohan plucked up the courage to ask, it was the first time for her to take the initiative to ask the boy's home address.

"No, you can't. ”

However, Xinglang didn't even think about it, so he refused.

"Just tell me, okay, I'll go play with you next time. ”

Taking a deep breath and holding back the anger in his heart, Zhao Mohan sprinkled coquettishly, and the male passenger next to him was numb and numb when he heard it, and his eyes were full of envy when he looked at Xinglang, but Xinglang was as cold as ice.

"Not good. ”

"Can you tell me, then, your name?"

Zhao Mohan persevered and asked patiently, she found that her temper had never been so good.

"Your dad!"

Xinglang looked impatient, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was a girl, he would have thrown the person out of the car a long time ago.

"You...... This bastard is so cold!"

The scolding words came to his lips, but Zhao Mohan still endured it, and said half-jokingly: "Do you want to be my father, or do you want to be my godfather?"

Xing Lang took out two earplugs from his pocket, plugged his ears, leaned his head on the back of the chair, simply closed his eyes, and did not communicate with Zhao Mohan.

About three minutes later, Zhao Mohan arrived at the station.

"Hey, I'm getting out of the car, if you have a chance, you're going to come and play with me, I'll wait for you." ”

Stuffing a small note into Xinglang's hand, Zhao Mohan turned around in three steps, and under the urging of the driver and other passengers, he reluctantly got out of the car.

The car started again, and Xingrou opened the note and glanced at it.

On the note, Zhao Mohan's home address and phone number were clearly written, and a sentence "I'm sorry, please forgive me" was written below, with a cute expression crying next to it.

"Hehe, ghost. ”

Xing Lang smiled suddenly, in fact, Zhao Mohan's essence is not bad.

When he was in the bank, he wanted to see death and let the latter also taste the feeling of being slandered by a thousand people, but then the purpose of punishment had been achieved, and those people were too much, so he helped.

After putting away the note, the torturer closed his eyes again.

Take the car all the way back to Xingfu Village, the further back you go, the road becomes more and more bumpy, the passengers get off one stop after another, and soon the car is empty, until the Xinglang arrives at the station, only the driver and the conductor are left on the bus.

By the time he returned to the village, it was already past 5 p.m.

"Strange, why isn't there anyone?"

Although it was time for dinner, he could usually see a few villagers who had just finished their farm work and hurried home to eat, but today he walked all the way into the village, but he didn't even see a single figure.

Not to mention adults, even those naughty children who don't want to go home are gone.

The whole village, eerily quiet!

"Could it be that something happened in the village?!"

Xing Lang's heart tightened, there must be a demon when things go wrong, his brain was spinning rapidly, and finally he could only come up with one explanation, it must be that in the two days that he left the village, the guys in Huangshi Village came to a big counterattack and detained all the villagers!

"Not good, Sister Zhiqing!"

Xing Lang was concerned about Zhao Zhiqing's safety, and immediately performed the "Ghost Shadow Trace Step", and the speed was exerted to the extreme, and he soon came to Zhao Zhiqing's house.

Zhao Zhiqing's door was open, and as soon as he arrived, he saw Zhao Zhiqing walking out of the house.

"Sister Zhiqing, are you alright?"

Xinglang rushed forward instantly, grabbed Zhao Zhiqing's thin shoulder, carefully checked it up and down, and found that the latter was not injured at all, Xinglang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared me to death, the people in the village are gone, I thought something happened to you. ”