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Because of the cold weather, and at this point, there are no people walking around in the streets and alleys of City A.

No. 26, Liuhua Lane, Tangming Street.

The wind outside was howling coldly, one after another.

Zhang Shiyu was half-lying on the Simmons bed covered with pink sheets, and the light in the bedroom was neither bright nor dim, but it just happened to illuminate the book she held in her hand.

Since moving to City A, since moving to No. 26 Liuhua Lane, Tangming Street, she has been alone at night, such a lonely night, and the only thing that accompanies her is the book she holds in her hand.

Reading a place is very interesting......

Suddenly, a dark shadow swept past her window—she was already frightened when she looked at it with her eyes.

So I silently thought in my heart: nothing will happen...... Nothing happens...... Hypnosis in general......

At this moment, there was a 'knock knock' sound in my ears, and it turned out that someone was knocking on the door.

Zhang Shiyu got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, stood inside the door, and asked tentatively: Who is it?

As soon as she put down her words, she said there, "It's me, Shiyu, I'm Lin Huan......"

It was said very quietly, like a thief, but Zhang Shiyu could still hear that it was Lin Huan's voice over and over again.

The man standing outside the door was also very confident, he only shouted once, and he shouted so quietly that he felt that the person in the door would definitely open the door.

She thought about it, and stepped forward to open the door, and the moment the door was opened, the light in the room ran out like this, shining on his face, and at the same time, there was a light in Zhang Shiyu's eyes.

Whenever she saw Lin Huan, her eyes were always shining.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Zhang Shiyu slowly spoke: "Why are you here?" ”

At this moment, Lin Huan didn't intend to answer her question, but went straight into her room without saying a word, carrying Zhang Shiyu on his back - at this moment he only had a silent back, and after a long time, he opened his mouth, "I came to see you, do you still need a reason?" ”

At this time, he walked to her bedside very calmly, sat on her bed, raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally a wicked smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Why, isn't it lonely to be alone at home, it's not good for me to accompany you?" ”

Probably because he came, she turned on the light in the room, and then walked up to him, and at this moment she realized that he was drunk, and his face had an unconcealable confusion, and he was so red that even his eyes were red, and she knew that he had been drunk.

She gasped and whispered, "You drink?" ”

"yes, isn't it good to drink?"

"You have a bad stomach, so you still have to drink less alcohol." She said expressionlessly, the original meaning of this was concern, but at this moment, after she said it, she didn't even care a little bit.

Before she could say this, he had already lit a cigarette, and when he smoked, his eyes were a little lazy, and there was an indescribable sadness, and finally, some of it remained in his lungs, and some of it turned into the smoke that slowly rose, and gradually disappeared into the air around him......

She said, "Didn't you quit smoking?" ”

He looked at her, and there was something called affection in his eyes, even though he knew that such a thing should not be there, he turned his head, "If I had quit smoking, I would have died a long time ago." ”

"If you don't smoke, you can't die."

In such a quiet atmosphere, there is also an inexplicable sensationalism, and he suddenly said, "In the days without you, it was it that accompanied me." ”

She sneered, "No kidding, Mr. Lin, don't you still have her?" Don't you still have a lot of women? What is it without me? ”

He got up suddenly, "Ya Jing became a young lady, which is something I didn't expect, frankly I don't have any feelings for her now, if there is, it's also a deal." ”

"Heh, it's nothing if you don't mention this, I'll be angry when I mention this, it's completely your fault that she's a young lady, and in the end she will blame me for snatching you from her!" She said with wide eyes.

At this time, he took her into his arms and picked up her reluctant chin, "That's not to blame you for being too charming, don't talk about me, even the one surnamed Song fell under your pomegranate skirt......"

"Haven't you handed him that document yet?"

He gave her a deep look, then very decisively let go of her and turned his back, "No." ”

"If you don't turn it in, don't you ......?"

"What do you want to say?"

She paused, and finally said the sentence, "You know what I want to say!" ”

"How much money did that old man surnamed Song give you, you have to work for him like this! So much so that you're going to question me now! ”

She said proudly, "I didn't take any money from him!" ”

"Could it be that you have to tell me that you have hidden all this for him because of your affection for him?"

"Didn't you hide all this from him too?"

Suddenly, he turned around and looked at her, those eyes were like wolves, "I'll tell you the truth, I don't plan to hand over this document to him for the time being." ”

"Why?"

"You stupid woman, have you ever thought that once this document falls into his hands, with what I know about him, you and I will both die at that time!"

She tilted her head away, deliberately avoiding his gaze, "No! He wouldn't do that to me! ”

Hearing her say this, he was very angry, but at the moment he suppressed it, "It seems that you really fell asleep with him!" ”

She was silent for a long time about this sentence.

She turned her head abruptly and looked him squarely - even though she could see the anger in his eyes, she said, "Yes, so what?" ”

"Why are you so cheap?" Before he finished the sentence, he roared again, "That person surnamed Song can be your father at his age, and now you tell me that you have a relationship with him, so what the--me is?" What am I for so long? ”

At this moment, both of them were red-eyed.

She said expressionlessly, "Don't you think these words you asked are ridiculous? You didn't care about me, and I always thought of you as a friend. ”

He couldn't help but sneer: "Friend? What kind of friend is it when you go to bed? ”

"Don't mention those things to me again, having that kind of relationship with you is the thing I have always regretted!"

"Why do you women always like duplicity?" His voice instantly raised several decibels, "Could it be that in your eyes, I can't even compare to the old man surnamed Song?" (To be continued.) )