Chapter 389 is not an illusion

On this day, at someone's behest, Chen Xiaoxi stayed in the bar until nine o'clock in the evening.

At nine o'clock, when I left the heavy iron door of Bunny Bar, it happened that Ah Ying was about to go out, and I met Zhu Hong going out to see Ah Ying off.

Two men stretched out their hands to push the door in courtesy. Ah Ying, who surrounded the whole silver fox's natural fur, her petite shoulders were wrapped in a dense and fluffy furry scarf, making her more and more delicate.

The modified bulletproof car, which could not be inquired about by Zhu Hong, was parked steadily at the door of the bar, Ah Ying approached, and the door opened from the inside. Ah Ying boarded the car and closed the door. The doors closed.

From beginning to end, Ah Ying did not hesitate in his steps.

Chen Xiaoxi and Zhu Hong stood at the door of the bar, watching the car drive away.

"What's the situation now, you can calmly come out and send your beloved girl on a date?" Chen Xiaoxi touched Zhu Hong with his elbow.

Zhu Hong held the windproof lighter, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and burned the small half of the cigarette directly, before turning around and staring at Chen Xiaoxi fiercely: "You are revenge!"

"Don't be careful. I asked out of sheer concern, calmly. You don't like to talk about it, it's better to pretend you can't hear. ”

But after saying this, Chen Xiaoxi had no intention of leaving, wrapped in a goose down jacket in the cold wind, and looked at Zhu Hong with a pair of eyes shining with innocence.

No way, who makes Zhu Beini like to listen to the love stories around her.

I wouldn't have told her about the love and hate in the bar.

Since that day, it became clear that his feelings for Ah Ying were actually love, and Zhu Hong was boiling for a while. It seems that after confirming that it is love, if you pay attention to Ah Ying, you will become famous.

However, it didn't take long for him to be beaten back to his original form.

No matter how ardent his heart was, he never had the ability to touch the fat man's slenderness.

He didn't know who the fat man was, and he had never seen the fat man again, and even Ah Ying, who was coaxed and deterred by him, refused to reveal the slightest information about the fat man.

He knew he had a rival in love, but he didn't bother to know about him!

After a long time, Zhu Hong looked at Ah Ying and had another understanding.

Love doesn't have to be had.

Guarding her on the periphery and watching her live happily is also a kind of love.

It is with this mentality that he no longer claims to be her love counselor, nor does he force her to ask about the details of her love, and unknowingly, he has developed a bad habit of sending her out of the car - it is really not good for health, and every time the car door "slams" shut, it is like a shot in the heart.

How could he answer Chen Xiaoxi?

He really couldn't say anything other than pretending to say a contemptuous "cut".

After smoking a cigarette in three or two times, Zhu Hong turned around and entered the bar.

Chen Xiaoxi looked at his back, and vaguely felt that Zhu Hong, who was heartless and enthusiastic about Fengyue, was not as suave as before.

It's so strange that even the back can tell the story.

Chen Xiaoxi, who didn't ask anything, didn't mind, and walked towards the neon-dyed night.

Because he was in a hurry to go home, Chen Xiaoxi did not go to the bus stop to wait for the bus as usual, but stopped a taxi at the intersection.

All the way unhindered, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the community where Zhu Beini lived.

Chen Xiaoxi paid the fare and got out of the car and walked into the community.

He walked hurriedly in the night, and his heart returned like an arrow.

Turning his head, he stared at a black car with its headlights on. The car was moving slowly, and there was some way around.

Take a closer look, isn't this Xu Wenheng's black Lexus?

Chen Xiaoxi stopped.

Sure enough, the window in the passenger seat fell. Xu Wenheng came over from the driver's seat: "It's so late, why are you here?"

"It's so late, I'm in a hurry to get home. Chen Xiaoxi smiled elusively.

"Go home, you're living together?"

Chen Xiaoxi nodded heavily, for fear that the night would be dark and Xu Wenheng would not be able to see it.

In fact, he also wanted to say something appropriate to the situation, such as "I also have your share of credit" or something, but after all, he felt that he had lost his identity and said nothing.

Xu Wenheng's face was unknown because he was hidden in the car, but he obviously stagnated.

"Goodbye!" Chen Xiaoxi waved into the car.

Without hearing any reply, Chen Xiaoxi just walked away.

No matter how you think about others, you have a sense of victory.

Chen Xiaoxi looked back and forth, preparing to cross the road to the opposite side.

The building where Zhu Beni was staying was just across the road.

He lifted his long legs, walked down the sidewalk, and halfway through, he felt a strong gust of wind, and subconsciously turned his head-

"Squeak-" the screeching sound of tires scraping against the ground.

The black Lexus stopped.

Although he was still two or three meters away, he felt a deep chill.

The car door opened immediately, and Xu Wenheng looked like he had fallen out of the car door, with a panicked face: "Are you okay?

Chen Xiaoxi smiled faintly and shook his head slightly. Instead, he slowed down and waved away. As if nothing had been noticed.

Xu Wenheng retreated into the car, and his hands tightly grasped the steering wheel, until the joints turned white.

Just now, for a moment, it seemed to go crazy......

Xu Wenheng rested his head on the steering wheel and gasped slightly.

Time goes back in time, as if returning to the time when I was seven or eight years old.

Young Xu Wenheng was losing his temper. He has always been good at self-restraint, and that time, his parents couldn't find time to pick him up from school, and he was alone in the communication room at the school gate, lonely and lonely. The long-standing resentment, coupled with the death of his grandmother next door who took care of him in kindergarten, caused him to explode.

He grabbed his schoolbag and threw it down on his father like he was dead. He couldn't stop crying, until he was so exhausted that he couldn't even carry his school bag, but he still screamed hoarsely.

The father was guilty, after all, the six or seven-year-old child did not have much strength, so he tolerated him generously.

His father didn't even tell his mother about it in front of him.

The next day, without any surprise, he was picked up late again. Only this time, it wasn't as outrageous as it had been the night before.

While waiting for his father to pick him up, the grandfather, who had been outside the school for decades, suddenly said to him: "Child, there is one thing, the more you vent, the more addictive you become, and the more you vent, the more you lose control of it." Do you know what that is?"

The young Xu Wenheng shook his head.

"It's a bad temper, a bad thought, a bad heart...... In short, everything that cannot be seen or touched but has something to do with 'bad'. ”

The young Xu Wenheng was not so much that he understood his grandfather's words, but that he was frightened by his grandfather's words.

Anyway, after that, he really didn't lose his temper much, and he rarely moved his heart.

"Heaven testifies, I'm not a bad person......" Xu Wenheng, who had his head on the steering wheel, muttered to himself.

He was stunned, frightened by the way he had just been.

The building next door.

After Chen Xiaoxi arrived home, he hurriedly hugged Zhu Beini and went to the balcony quietly.

Below the sixth floor, Xu Wenheng's black Lexus was still parked in place.

So Chen Xiaoxi knew that just now, it was not an illusion.