In the most luxurious club in Qinghang City, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling shines brightly on the crowd in the hall below.

Glamorous and luxurious.

Yang Ming looked at a group of gorgeously dressed young men and women holding glasses of expensive golden liquor, with hypocritical smiles, looking for each other, people who could use each other.

Subconsciously, he also moved his wrist slightly, the wine glass between his fingers shook slightly, and the wine instantly seemed to come alive, turning into a liquid golden dragon on the wall of the crystal wine glass, soaring straight up, almost flying out of the wine glass, but finally, the teeth and claws turned into a puddle of wine, and returned to the wine glass.

This action was seen by a drunken woman not far away, slightly surprised for a moment, and waited until a few blinks to look again, but couldn't help but wonder if she was drunk.

Because Yang Ming's dress is really not outstanding, in this hall full of rich and noble sons and daughters, he undoubtedly looks like an inconspicuous ------ turtle.

At the moment when Su Ling was laughing at herself, she was stunned for a moment, and saw an incomparably innocent beautiful girl walking towards the turtle she thought she had just thought

"What, is it boring?"

Yang Ming turned his head and saw Song Shuangshuang's beautiful and flawless smiling face appear in front of him, staring at him and asking.

"Well, I really don't like it here, you have to bring me here, you see this scene is like an auction house, everyone is waiting for the price to sell! And I don't fit here. Yang Ming smiled self-deprecatingly and put the wine glass back into a waiter's tray that passed by him.

Song Shuangshuang's good-looking face showed an aggrieved expression and said, "I didn't know it would be like this, but you are dressed too casually."

"It's comfortable." Yang Ming elegantly straightened his collar, his momentum was like a king, and then he shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly and said to Song Shuangshuang: "I'm going to leave first, can you go?" ”

Song Shuangshuang hesitated slightly.

At this moment, suddenly a handsome man came over with a glass of wine, stood beside Song Shuangshuang, and asked Song Shuangshuang with an elegant smile: "Shuangshuang, this is"

Yang Ming looked at the handsome man who called Song Shuangshuang by his nickname, and couldn't help but be impressed by his appearance.

Between the clear and heroic contours of the face, there is a pair of eyes that are rare to look at. It's no wonder that during tonight's banquet, he has always been a star-studded moon-like store, and there is a harmonious atmosphere everywhere he goes.

Song Shuang's eyes flickered slightly, and he introduced with a little nervousness: "This is today's host, Zhao Chen, this is my neighbor when I was a child, and now my senior, Yang Ming." ”

Zhao Chen's eyes moved, and with a slightly surprised expression, he stretched out his hand towards Yang Ming and said with a smile: "I said who made Shuangshuang abandon the crowd of suitors, hello, fortunately." ”

Yang Ming hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shook it with Zhao Chen's soft and warm hand.

"Yang Ming."

Song Shuangshuang glared at Yang Ming with a little disgust, blaming him for not introducing himself so bluntly. But Yang Ming made a grimace at Song Shuangshuang when he let go of Zhao Chen's hand, which made Song Shuangshuang laugh helplessly.

This behavior against etiquette made Zhao Chen frown slightly, and when he was waving to the waiter with a wine glass, about to clink glasses for Yang Ming to ask for a glass of wine, Yang Ming stopped him with a smile and smiled: "I won't drink the wine, it's nice to meet you, but I'm sorry that I'm leaving early."

Zhao Chen was slightly stunned, and asked indifferently: "There is something important, do you want me to send you?" ”

"No need!" Yang Ming politely refused, and then smiled at Song Shuangshuang: "Are you leaving?" ”

Song Shuangshuang hesitated for half a second, then nodded and mumbled, put the wine glass into the waiter's tray that happened to come over, smiled apologetically at Zhao Chen, and then left behind Yang Ming.

Walking out of the clubhouse, walking on the side of the street that should be familiar but not at all. Yang Ming inevitably had some sense of amazement in his heart

Eight years ago, when I left the city, my family was ruined; Eight years later, he was still alone.

"What are you thinking? I haven't been talking, are you unhappy that I took you to this birthday party? Song Shuangshuang's words broke Yang Ming's stunned memories.

Yang Ming came back to his senses and laughed, it didn't seem that he was really alone, at least this little girl who liked to follow her ass back then still didn't have a relationship with herself even if she grew into a little beauty who was one in a hundred now.

Could it be that this is the so-called fate in the world?

"I didn't think about anything, I was just practicing a mysterious kung fu." Yang Ming teased Song Shuangshuang with a mysterious expression.

Song Shuangshuang asked in disbelief: "What kung fu?" Can you still practice while walking? ”

"Soul Wandering is too vain," Yang Ming replied seriously.

"Soul Wandering is too vain" Song Shuangshuang thought, suddenly came back to his senses, and scolded Yang Ming with a smile angrily: "It's obviously just distracted, and it's so annoying to be so nagging by you!" I was almost fooled by you again."

Yang Ming laughed and ran, Song Shuangshuang, who didn't want to beat Yang Ming very much, subconsciously chased after him because of Yang Ming's running.

The two laughed and chased all the way, but every time they arrived at an intersection, Yang Ming must slow down, which was for Song Shuangshuang's safety

Simple happiness, that's it.

Or chase and laugh in the streets, or you run and I chase.

When the two were about to run to the silent school gate, they stopped and walked quietly one after the other, but the cheerful mood of Shicai continued to brew in their hearts.

Under the street lamp, Song Shuangshuang's cheeks were red and cute.

She is no longer the little girl she used to be! It is said that the eighteen changes in the female college, Song Shuangshuang has not changed much, but it has become extremely beautiful. has a chest that is proud of its peers, and can still maintain a plump waist, which is simply unreasonable for those who have to diet all day to lose weight.

But one thing seems to be really the same, she is not at all tainted with the vanity of this impetuous era, she is still so pure and independent, perhaps thanks to her family education, her parents are well-read people.

"What are you looking at?"

Finding that Yang Ming was staring at herself, Song Shuangshuang's cheeks were quietly a little hot, she thought that Yang Ming would just take a look, but this guy stared at her whole body for a long time, and she was a little distracted

The girl's shyness finally made her unable to help glaring at Yang Ming, and she made a coquettish voice.

"You're better looking than them." Yang Ming said seriously, his expression was like saying something extremely rigorous.

Song Shuangshuang was slightly stunned, his heartbeat accelerated a little, but he was also a little embarrassed, could it be that after only a few days of getting along, this neighbor brother who had been reunited for a long time had that kind of intention for himself?

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't like to hear it." Song Shuangshuang's face stiffened and said, his heartbeat was uncontrollable, and it seemed to be a little different from the mood when he scolded other men for coveting it in the past.

Yang Ming saw that Song Shuangshuang seemed to be really angry, and couldn't help but say strangely: "I didn't say anything, why are you so angry?" ”

"But you say something like that, it scares me a little." Song Shuangshuang lowered his head and said in a weak tone, but he still couldn't understand why his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

Yang Ming came to his senses at this time, it turned out that Song Shuangshuang thought that he wanted to confess, and he couldn't help crying and laughing: "I don't mean that kind of good-looking, I just said that those people are different from you!" Their beauty has a purpose, and your beauty is pure to the world! ”

Oh my God, what is this guy talking about? Why haven't I seen him for a few years, this guy still doesn't seem to like to talk, but why did he say such nice things to himself tonight Well, it seems that what he said is really better than other people's fake compliments.

In Song Shuangshuang's mind, he was talking to himself, so that he didn't know how to answer Yang Ming, and he only felt that his neck was hot.

Under the street lamp, fortunately, it is not clear, otherwise she would definitely die of shame.

Just not far from the school gate, Song Shuangshuang glared at Yang Ming and said, "I won't tell you, I'll see you tomorrow"

After speaking, she twisted her beautifully shaped little buttocks and ran away until she entered the school gate and disappeared from Yang Ming's sight, causing Yang Ming to laugh helplessly.

At this time, Yang Ming was left alone under the dim street lamp.

This scene once again made Yang Ming feel that the world was a little scary, and loneliness struck

However, it seems that loneliness has not struck again.

Because from another dim spot that the street lamp could not illuminate, suddenly there was a rhythmic footsteps,

Dada

Yang Ming frowned and turned his head to look.

Two figures finally appeared under another lamppost and came towards them.

Intuition told Yang Ming that these two people were coming at him.

He was thinking about whether he should run into the school gate, or

However, it seems that time is too late, and even if those two really come at him, can they resolve it by running into the school gate? Yang Ming doesn't think so.

So, in the cold gaze of the two people, Yang Ming made an unexpected move, he turned around and walked towards the two people instead.

Finally, the three of them met on a narrow road between two street lampposts.

There was a strange look in the eyes of the two of them, and they stopped to look at Yang Ming, but Yang Ming's footsteps did not stop.

Da-da-da-da.

The rhythm stopped, and Yang Ming stood two meters away from the two of them, looking at the two people with inquiring eyes: "You, are you here to find me?" ”

One of them, the alarm rose in his heart, and he stared at Yang Ming's shoulders with a smile and said coldly: "How do you know? ”

Yang Ming smiled with relief and said, "Since you're not looking for me, then I'll leave." ”

Then, as expected, he turned around and was about to walk towards the school gate.

"Stand ------"

A cold voice sounded in the emptiness, clearly entering Yang Ming's ears, and he really stopped.