Jiangcheng

Inky black, echoing the silence of messy footsteps.

The wind lifted the hem of the boy's shirt, and it seemed that he couldn't grasp it no matter how far he could.

The boy walked farther and farther away in her eyes, and no matter how hard she shouted, she didn't look back.

The moment the young man turned around and left, the sadness that was so thick that he couldn't be wiped out was so clear in his eyes that it seemed like a whirlpool.

However, why do you want to leave when you are so sad?

Did she lose him?

Xu Li woke up in a cold sweat, and it was this dream again.

The number of times I have had this dream in the past two weeks is obviously more frequent and more annoying than some time ago.

She frowned slightly and scolded in a low voice.

Leaning over slightly, his thin white fingers pressed his heart, which was faintly bitter and suffocating because of the dream.

Who is the boy in the dream?

The clear face in the dream, as long as you wake up, you have no impression.

I just remember that one back.

It's also vague.

The windows weren't closed, and the air conditioning was turned on.

The summer wind carried a dryness, rolled up the pale white curtains, and picked up the girl.

There was already a cold sweat on his body, and when he blew it like this, it was still a little cold.

I couldn't help but shudder.

The girl slipped out of bed and went to close the window when she realized it.

I slept long enough this night, and the moon climbed up.

For a while, I felt a little hungry and a little irritable.

Sister Qiaoqiao shouldn't be here at this time, and she is still socializing outside.

Let's go out and buy something to eat.

Thinking about it, I changed into a white dress, which was more convenient, and went out of the room.

As soon as he got out of the air-conditioned room, Xu Li couldn't help but sigh, this temperature difference?

Waves of heat swept in.

All of a sudden, I lost my appetite.

He turned back into his room and took a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table.

Go downstairs and go out.

Out of the community, he walked slowly and idly on the road.

I saw a 711 convenience store in the distance, but I lost my appetite.

Xu Li didn't go around, he was upset, and only found a cigarette under the street lamp on the opposite street of 711.

The smoky Xu Li squinted slightly, and a figure flickered in her afterglow.

Across the street.

Before he could take a closer look, the boy turned around and walked away, tall and well proportioned.

I didn't see the face clearly, but I knew that it should look good just at the back of my head.

But that figure just now.

So familiar.

Ever seen it? Haven't seen it, have you?

It seems to be like a fish in the throat, and the answer is about to come out, but I can't think of it.

Xu Li closed his eyes slightly, really irritable.

Let's go home.

He extinguished the cigarette, and with a return hand, the light blue gold-painted cigarette tail drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell to the ground.

*

Yan Heng slowly shook out of the Internet café, he was irritable when he won the game, it was really hot this summer.

And school is two weeks away.

He couldn't help frowning slightly, a dryness appeared on his already cold and hard face, and he was even more fierce, inexplicably with a bit of gangsterism, grinding the ground with his toes, and scolding in a low voice

"Fuck, fuck the weather."

When I looked up, I saw a 711 convenience store in the distance.

Still in such a ruffian posture, he slowly shook over, bought a pack of cigarettes, held them in his hands, did not open the box, played with a lighter, and looked across the street with interest.

A few small fireworks seemed to explode in Yan Heng's head.

Across the street, under a street lamp.

The light chestnut hair was slightly curly, the girl was dressed in a white dress, and the already fair skin revealed a trace of sickly delicacy, and her red lips were slightly pursed.

Skillfully picked up a cigarette with his slender fingers, lit it, and the curling smoke wrapped his beautiful white little face in it, slowly inhaled it, and slowly spit it out.

It's not like it's the first time to suck.

Such a well-behaved face doesn't match this behavior.

Yan Heng looked at the seemingly well-behaved girl, inexplicably like an animal.

Like what?

It's really like a little fox in human skin, with sharp fangs hidden under its well-behaved appearance.

I don't know what happened to the heat in my heart, and it seemed to dissipate all at once.

Suddenly I became interested and wanted to go around the street, but I didn't know what I could do by going around?

But thinking like this, he still staggered around.

When he walked around, where was the girl?

Only a light blue gold-painted cigarette tail that the girl had just smoked and threw on the ground, and a hint of rippling red wine popping in the air.

Yan Heng suddenly became irritable, "", scolded, lowered his head and didn't know where to shake again.

*

A few nights later, I saw a fair-skinned, tall, thin boy leaning against the street lamp with a hint of ruffianism.

From a few lights to thousands of lights, to the lights of thousands of homes, to the road, there are few pedestrians.

When I saw a girl in a white dress passing by across the street or nearby, I looked up and took a closer look.

When he found out that it was not, he frowned, with a shallow gangsterism.

Even if it looks fierce, it doesn't affect the handsomeness of that kind of cold and hard man.

Standing on the side of the road, there is no shortage of girls who are delicate and shy, and want to come over and ask for contact information.

But as soon as he raised his head, there was indifference and detachment between his eyebrows, with some fierce ruffianism, and before the girls could speak, they cowered and pretended to bypass.

"Hello? Brother Yan, come out to play? We're all in the Imperial Palace! Liu Yimo came out of the noisy KTV box and called Yanheng.

"No, no." Yan Heng stood under the street lamp, stubborn like a wild wolf who had been hungry for many years.

"Don't, Brother Yan, we're going to leave you, but don't chase my sister outside, right?" Liu Yimo's flirtatious and laughing voice came from the other end of the phone.

“... Get out..."Yan Heng looked down at the time, it was too late, she shouldn't come, and left with her feet up.

"Which box is in the Imperial Palace?" “606。” "Here we are."

*

Inside the Imperial Box

The lights are bright, and men and women sit in a circle.

"6 6s" "10 6s" "On" "You drink!" Don't keep fish! ”

The atmosphere was warm but a little noisy.

Yan Heng frowned, and swayed to find a place near the corner, as if he was not interested in shaking the dice, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he was hidden in the darkness.

Even in the dark, you can see the boy's slightly aggressive features.

A pair of eyes lightly swept around the people in the box, stretched out lazily with long legs, and leaned on the sofa to come to Beijing paralysis.

But the man Biyan Heng has a face that can score 9 points in the entertainment industry, even if Beijing is paralyzed, he is lazy and noble.

Liu Yimo came up awkwardly: "Don't play two? Brother Yan, look at this face is a little dissatisfied! He laughed and joked with color.

As soon as Liu Yimo said this, Yan Heng unconsciously shook out a figure in a white dress, with a light chestnut head, a delicate little face wrapped in smoke, and a dazzling calf that was so white that it was white.

The unstoppable Adam's apple slid a little, and he felt a little dry and itchy in his throat, and he suddenly bumped into Liu Yimo's head in front of him irritably.

slapped Liu Yimo's head and beckoned, with a scolding: "Fuck you, take your dog's head and get away..."

Liu Yimo smiled, not angry, snorted, leaned over again, and said in a low voice: "Look over there, the girl next to Li Yue, the class flower of the first and second classes of high school, Xia Zhe!" ”

"As soon as you came in, that girl kept staring at you, and her eyes were almost glued to you."

"Look at people!"

Yan Heng lazily swept in the direction of Liu Yimenu's mouth.

The girl in a pale pink skirt also looked at Yan Heng shyly, not amazing, some delicate, a little like a person between her eyebrows and eyes, a bit like the little fox with fangs.

Thinking about it, Yan Heng unconsciously curled the corners of his lips slightly, and suddenly his cold and hard facial features quietly revealed a hint of softness.

Liu Yimo seemed to be very good at looking at his eyes at this time, and gave Xia Zhe a look and beckoned Xia Zhe to come over.

Xia Zhe didn't twist it, picked up the wine glass on the wine table, and walked over:

"Yan Heng, hello, I'm Xia Zhe from the first and second classes of high school" paused, put the wine glass in front of Yan Heng, and wanted to toast.

At this time, Yan Heng came back to his senses from the reverie just now, and returned to his original detached and indifferent eyebrows, raised his head with a smile and looked at Xia Zhe from beginning to end with contemptuous eyes.

Then he glanced at the wine glass in Xia Zhe's hand in front of him, pulled his lips and sneered, and missed taking a wine glass from Xia Zhe's back.

Xia Zhe was overjoyed in his heart, and was busy preparing to toast, but before he could make a sound.

Only to find that the man who was sitting collapsed back again, took a sip of the wine in the wine glass, and had no intention of accepting Xia Zhe's toast at all, and glanced at Xia Zhe with a slight sarcasm after drinking.

Xia Zhe was stunned for a moment, neither advancing nor retreating, a delicate face turned from white to black, and that face was quite exciting.

Liu Yimo looked at it, the situation is not right!

Hehe smiled, picked up his wine glass, and touched Xia Zhe's wine glass:

"Haha, Brother Yan... He... He's in a bad mood... Hahaha... Yeah... He's in a bad mood..."Liu Yimo smiled awkwardly as he eased the atmosphere.

It can be seen by a pig, Yan Heng doesn't want to see Xia Zhe, and Liu Yimo is still casually making up excuses next to him.

Xia Zhe is also a class flower, even if it is not the stars holding the moon, he has grown up around many suitors, and he is naturally full of superiority in his heart.

was slapped by Yan Heng like this, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Liu Yimo gave her a step down at this time, even if she was angry in her heart, she didn't dare to play a temper on the spot.

I have also heard of the name of Yan Heng and Xiao Yanye, the top school bully in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

It is rumored that a person picked a dozen people on the playground behind the school, and it is said that they came out unscathed, and those dozen people were beaten in all directions.

The family still has money, and it is said that it is still a wealthy family, but it fell out with the family, otherwise it would be in this small place in Jiangcheng? There was a bloody incident of beating people in the school, and Yan Heng was stunned and retreated, and he didn't carry any punishment on his back.

Moreover, there is more than that, there was a school girl who confessed to Yan Heng before, I don't know what Yan Heng said, people didn't come to class the next day, and the school girl changed schools a week later.

The school's biography of Yan Heng is miraculous.

No one is fine, and they will not touch Yanheng's moldy head.

had no choice but to pull the corners of his mouth stiffly, whether he wanted to smile or not, he went down Liu Yimo's perfunctory steps, took a symbolic sip of wine, and dragged his steps away from the low-pressure black corner of Yanheng angrily.

Yan Heng squinted slightly, looking at the back of Xia Zhe leaving, his eyes swelled darkly: He is really crazy, how can such an ugly woman look a little like a little fox? It's ugly...

Suddenly, Liu Yimo's sudden laughter beside him interrupted his thinking.

Oh, I forgot, I have to settle accounts with Liu Yimo, the dog. That ugly woman was recruited by this dog just now.

Yan Heng suddenly had an intriguing and weird smile on his face, and he slowly changed from a paralyzed posture in Beijing to sitting side by side with Liu Yimo.

Liu Yimo suddenly felt that the air around him had condensed, as if it was dozens of degrees below zero.

Suspicious, the air conditioning in the box is too low?

He shook his head and looked around for the air conditioner.

Suddenly, meeting Yan Heng's hot eyes, a weird smile was floating on Yan Heng's face, and Liu Yimo shuddered fiercely.

Disastrous! Disastrous! Finished! Finished!

Facts have proved that Liu Yimo was right this time.

On this day, screams and wails were heard from time to time in the men's toilet on the 6th floor of the Imperial Palace, which was slightly miserable.