(ps: Thank you for the gift of Brother Poison, a beautiful weekend has begun, happy friends, Mo Mo Da)

At this point, an extended off-road vehicle passed by, slowing down. "Mr. Cui, isn't that Miss Shen?" Xiao Zhang discovered Ruhan.

Cui Zhihao looked up from the laptop screen, a woman wearing a white woolen coat, a woolen hat, and a scarf covering her face was stopped by several thugs, and he pushed the door and got out of the car without saying a word.

Ruhan's mouth was covered by a stinky hand, and she almost fainted. But she couldn't faint now, and continued to twist her body and kick her legs, but her strength was getting smaller and smaller, and the struggle became more and more desperate.

The yellow-haired thug rode on top of her, angrily ripping off her clothes.

Ruhan thought she was finished, but the situation was reversed in an instant, and in the chaos, she didn't see what was happening at all, and the yellow-haired thug flew out as quickly as a brick was thrown.

Cui Zhihao fell from the sky wearing a long black trench coat, as domineering as an agent in "The Matrix", with neat skills, one over-the-shoulder and one sweeping leg, two or three seconds of kung fu, several gangsters were thrown out by him, and he was so frightened that he scattered.

Ruhan was still a little frightened, and was helped up from the ground by him, trembling all over, and his little face turned white with fright.

"Are you alright?" Cui Zhihao's breath was steady and his tone was calm. For him, tackling a few gangsters is about the same as pinching a few rats to death, and it's not a lot of effort at all.

He was worried about Ruhan, and when he saw that her sleeve had opened a gap, he frowned, and a touch of distress passed through his heart. "You're hurt?"

It took her a while to recover from the fright, and thankfully she escaped, she shook her head, "It's okay, it's just that the clothes are torn!" ”

At this moment, my heart was swollen with indescribable gratitude. A strong thank-you, the whitish mouth and the sieve chaff seemed to tremble violently. "Thank you...... Thank you...... Thank you ......."

"It's fine if you're okay!" Cui Zhihao patted her on the shoulder.

This action suddenly made her feel aggrieved. The panicked love ebb, and began to feel uncomfortable for the terrible experience just now, and any girl would be afraid after such a catastrophe. She was really scared, and if he hadn't suddenly appeared, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

There is a reassuring power in him. From his breath, his body heat, and his skin to her. Such a strong sense of security. On the contrary, it will make a woman feel as if she has been greatly wronged.

Just when Ruhan's aggrieved feelings continued to ferment upward, and her throat and mouth were a little sour, a round thing fell out of her pocket.

Both bowed their heads at the same time. Ruhan's love before he had time to finish brewing came to an abrupt end, his face turned red, and he hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

But Cui Zhihao has long hands and moves faster than her. I picked it up first, and held the roasted sweet potato that was still hot in my palm. teased her with interest: "You don't eat dinner, so ...... Is this a late-night snack? ”

For a while, any grievances disappeared, and Ruhan's expression turned quite embarrassed, and her cheeks were red. Explain in a hesitant way. "I ...... I was passing by just now, and I couldn't hold back my greed for a while, so I ......"

What a shame! Would he laugh at her?

Contrary. Cui Zhihao thinks she is really cute like this, he seems to have not been amused like this for a long time. Women are complex animals. The "little goblin" in front of him is even more.

In her twenties, she should be naïve and ignorant of the world, but she likes to disguise herself with a mature appearance. But the immaturity of this age can't be hidden, and it will still be "exposed" through some things, such as a roasted sweet potato.

He handed the sweet potato back to her, and at the same time took off his black trench coat and put it over her, his eyes and tone were rarely cold. "Eat, no one will laugh at you!" It's still **, but it's not so strict and indifferent.

Ruhan nodded wryly. "Thank you!"

Cui Zhihao insisted on sending her back, she was afraid that she would meet a bad guy again, so she didn't refuse, peeled off the sweet potato, the yellow filling was fragrant. She generously gave him more than half of it, and when she took a small bite of the sweet potato, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. That made Cui Zhihao feel that happiness is a very simple thing.

Life is not easy, even for him. The high place is not very cold, but the pressure he has to bear is even greater, and many times he forgets what happiness is.

But with Ruhan, he slowly got acquainted with her, and the simple and cute side that she occasionally revealed when she was unguarded would make him feel relaxed and happy, and he cherished this feeling.

From a background like him, he has experienced battles between families and companies since he was a child, bloody and without any human touch. It's just that he can't escape, he can't escape after all, he can't unload the burden of this body. Only when he is with Ruhan can he feel that he is also an ordinary person.

The hot sweet potato went down to the stomach, and the body gradually warmed up, Ruhan rubbed his hands, and couldn't help but sigh at the magic of this moment.

She actually nibbled sweet potatoes on the cold street with Cui Zhihao, a god-like man at the top of the pyramid, which felt too unrealistic.

But he is so "strange" that he doesn't play cards according to common sense, such as playing chess with her until dawn in the dead of night when it would be suitable for doing some kind of "sports".

What kind of man is he, Cui Zhihao?

In the cold and windy night, only the sound of the wind "swishing" and the footsteps of the two people were heard. After walking in silence for a while, Ruhan raised his head and asked the tall Cui Zhihao beside him, "Why did you appear here?" ”

"I just came out of the company and happened to pass by here."

"It's good that you showed up in time, otherwise you would ...... tonight" Ruhan stuck out his tongue, and now he was afraid to think about it.

When the Spring Festival is approaching, the street businesses have been decorated with lights, and there are New Year dolls standing in the windows, full of small decorations, and the colorful lights are twinkling like stars, which is also romantic in that small world. Xiao Yaxuan's "The Most Familiar Stranger" was playing in the café, and the music was floating in the wind......

"Whether to find someone to fill the blank in our hearts for loneliness, we have become the most familiar strangers in the world, and we will each have twists and turns in the future, and each will be sad ......"

"It's just that we love so much and love so deeply, so we wake up from a dream, run aground, be silent, wave our hands, but we can't return to our senses......"

"If I could hold back my excited soul at the rendezvous, maybe I wouldn't let myself sink in my thoughts tonight......"

What a sad tune and lyrics that make people's noses sour when sung. People who have not had such an experience may not understand, but she feels it deeply.

The love with Zhao Gang is as unreal as a fairy tale but as beautiful as a fairy tale, so beautiful that she is still unforgettable.

If you are destined to live up to her, why carry her with an injured leg on your back, why make a vow on the Ferris wheel, rather than live up to it, I would rather never love!

They had been together for more than a year, and it was the best year for her, and she really thought they were going to get married......

The most hurtful thing about the so-called "once" is that you will forget what you have said and what you have done, but you will not forget what you feel. At some point, I will think of the domineering evil smile when he carried her, and the gentle jaw when he bowed his head and kissed her on the first Christmas of the two, because he will not forget those feelings, so the person who brought her those feelings will not forget either.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed. He hadn't looked for her, and he might have forgotten about her a long time ago.

Tears were about to blur her vision, but Ruhan hurriedly pressed back, sniffed, and forced herself to laugh. "How did you spend the Spring Festival this year?"

Cui Zhihao didn't care, "Spring Festival, do you need to have it?" ”

"Of course! Chinese New Year is the most important festival of the year! How can it be? ”

"I graduated from A Public School and studied there for a few years. There was a great Christmas atmosphere over there. ”

Ruhan opened his mouth, not knowing that he had such a past.

A public school is a foreign institution of higher learning that specializes in training gentlemen.

Regardless, the experience still made her awe-inspired. Look at him at this time, with a tall figure, a gray turtleneck, without any brand but elegant everywhere, he really reveals the taste of a British gentleman, and he is very cultivated.

He is born with a strong aura of oppression, but the whole person does things appropriately, does not exceed the rules, and knows how to respect.

Cui Zhihao took Ruhan into the car and sent her home safely.

got out of the car, Ruhan walked forward dizzily.

Cui Zhihao stood in the shadows, looking at Ruhan, wearing a long black trench coat. He was smoking with his head down, his side face was cold, and his long eyelashes covered the look in his eyes. In that blurred light, it was impossible to distinguish the situation.

With his hands hanging to the side, he held two cigarettes between his fingers, and he didn't smoke them, and the smoke swirled between his fingers, a little decadent.

Looking back at Cui Zhihao, Ruhan's hidden feelings in his heart were suddenly moved. She was sad and wanted someone to talk to. Or, it was only because she met him that she moved the idea of talking. Silently walked up to him and shouted in a low voice, "Brother Zhihao......"

His head hung down, and his dark eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, calm, cold and sad.

Yes, sadness! Even though Ruhan couldn't understand how such a love could appear on his face, he would also have sad things?

But she clearly felt the sad aura that slowly emanated from him, heavier than hers, as if sorrow had entered her bones, silent, but the most uncomfortable.

Mars was already burning to his fingers, Cui Zhihao raised his hand and took a deep breath, and the smoke slowly escaped from his snort, with a little decadence. "Hanhan, what's wrong, you look uncomfortable?" His voice was low and tired.

"It's okay, I listened to that song just now, and I was a little sad!" Ruhan bit her lip.

Time seemed to stand still, and the breath in the corridor froze, sullen, breathless, and the emotions became more and more depressing.

"Hanhan, if you have something on your mind, you can tell me, if someone bullies you, you can also tell me, just like today, with me, no one can hurt you!" (To be continued)