"How long do you want to hide, do you want me to ask you out?"

Gong Bing raised his head and looked towards the top of the alley, which was about two meters and a half wide, flanked by three- and four-story houses, with dull walls in old tones, like stereotyped paintings under the dim street lamps, and the high and low roofs connected with the sky, staggered towards the front and back of the alley.

After Gong Bing finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.

"Hey, you little one." Gong Bing muttered in a low voice, his feet moved slightly, and a can was kicked up, and Gong Bing caught it with his hand and threw it towards the roof.

The can spun at high speed, and when it was about to hit the corner of the outer wall of the fourth floor, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner that was originally empty, and jumped out of the darkness.

With a bang, the can bounced off the wall and fell back to the ground, the sound being loud in the middle of the night.

The sudden appearance of the figure was a little embarrassed, and the other party tapped on various protrusions in the wall, and finally landed on the ground.

"Can you give it up?" Gong Bing asked.

"You guys really throw it? Did you know that the cans here are dirty? The other party's tone was annoyed, but his voice still gave people a sticky and glutinous feeling, very cute.

"I think it's time for you to go see an ear doctor, I've already told you to come out, but you're just pretending not to hear, Comrade Lola."

"Humph!!"

"Tell me, what are you doing here?" Gong Bing asked, and then added: "Don't tell me that you came out for a walk again, I already found you when I just entered the alley." ”

"What? How can it be? Lola glared.

"Don't be anything, you hang there so blatantly, you can see it blindly, if it weren't for the attention of others, otherwise you would have been seen by everyone long ago with such a casual appearance." Gong Bing said with a sigh.

"Okay, without further ado, this is Sean's instructions." Gong Bing didn't go around in circles anymore, and said in a flat tone: "You were sent by him to protect Ruita." ”

"Actually, long before I met you, I noticed that there was a little girl who would always appear near my house, not in the park, or at the bus stop, not on the side of the road, or anywhere I turned my head, and people could always find it inadvertently."

Hearing Gong Bing's words, Lola was about to refute immediately, but seeing Gong Bing's determined expression, she immediately felt that even if she opened her mouth to explain something, it would look a little pale, so she stopped her mouth.

"Rita comes in and out every day, you're basically in charge of protection, you're petite, small-looking, but powerful, you're really an unobtrusive guy, and it's hard to make people feel threatened."

"This is the best cover-up, the best bodyguard."

"Right?"

"I'm right."

"I should have thought of that."

"Humph! What you say is a compliment or a disservice? Lola crossed her arms and snorted.

"Since you're in charge of protecting Rita, why don't you do it tonight?" Gong Bing asked.

"It's just a little gangster."

"Do you think they can figure it out on their own?"

"Dingtian is just a beating, and it's mainly the boy who gets beaten, he has nothing to do with me, and I have no reason to act."

Gong Bing pursed his lips, noncommittal.

"So if it's not life-threatening, you're just standing by?"

"Or what do you think? Am I her babysitter? Lola cut off.

"Why on earth is that?" Gong Bing asked.

......

"I don't know what you're asking." Lola blinked.

Looking at Lola's appearance, Gong Bing made a face.

"Why didn't you show up that time in Lington City, when Rita was facing terrorists, and those guys didn't have water guns in their hands."

"Isn't that a life-threatening thing?"

For the incident in Lington City last time, Gong Bing is still a little apprehensive, if he hadn't happened to appear there in time, a woman from Ruita would really be in danger, not only injured but also lost.

What's more, Rita was hiding with Dr. Rahar at the time, and the possibility of being affected was even more soaring.

Thinking of this, Gong Bing's resentment towards Lola became even greater, and her tone became less polite.

Sensing the change in Gong Bing's attitude, the sensitive Lola frowned, and suddenly became a little angry.

"What do you mean by that? Do you think I want to kill Rita? ”

"I didn't say that...... Or have you ever thought so? Gong Bing replied nonchalantly.

"Fuck you, why do you think there were only a few terrorists in the lecture hall at that time?" Lola exclaimed.

"If I hadn't been outside, the lecture hall would have been filled with terrorists, and your dear sister would have been covered in guns!!"

"You don't know anything at all, you weren't there then, what right do you have to accuse me here, the person who has really been protecting her is me, not you."

"So, don't look at me like you're self-righteous."

"And you......"

Saying this, Lola suddenly woke up to something, and immediately stopped her mouth.

"Why did you stop, go on." Gong Bing said.

"You're deliberately mad at me." Lola stared at Gong Bing tightly: "Are you tricking me to talk!?" ”

Gong Bing, who had originally made a straight face, seemed to relax at this time, and no longer had the serious expression just now.

At this time, outside the alley, there were trucks whizzing past the city at night, making a rumbling sound on the uneven road, and the accompanying vibration seemed to make the street lamps in the alley tremble.

The two faced each other.

Lola is still wearing the same yellow dress with a hood, and her legs are black cotton socks with dark stripes.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" She asked calmly with her hands down, hanging at her sides.

"Didn't I just say that?"

Gong Bing casually threw away the cigarette butt and continued.

"I want to ask: Why?"

"Why are you so nervous about Rita, and why have you been secretly protecting her?"

"What's so special about her?"

"Don't tell me that because she's Sean's daughter, I'm still his son, and I haven't seen him send anyone to protect me."

Hearing this, Lola sneered, "Are you jealous, little Gabriel." ”

"Isn't it funny? You know I didn't mean that. Gong Bing took out a cigarette again and lit it.

Seeing this, Lola finally put away her smile and looked at Gong Bing seriously, as if she wanted to see something from his face, or to compare this face with the memories in her mind, but it didn't seem to work.

"Gabriel, you've really changed a lot, and even I, who have been secretly observing the two of you, feel a little unrecognizable." Lola sighed.

Hearing the other party's words, Gong Bing couldn't help but think of Sean and Rise......

Then, Lola continued.

"There are some things that don't fit out of my mouth because I don't have the right to say it, and I don't want to say it."

"But you can see for yourself, look it up for yourself, or even ask for yourself."

"But as a friend, I just want to say that there are some things that really don't need to be investigated, and don't take the initiative to touch them yourself if it's not your business."

"It's not really good for you."

Anyway, without giving Gong Bing a chance to ask, Lola jumped on the spot, and she was light, bouncing back and forth on the walls on both sides of the alley, and went up to the roof in a few rounds.

Looking at Lola's back as she disappeared into the roof, Gong Bing was silent for a moment, and then shook her head secretly.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked to the spot where Rita had just fallen, and squatted down.

The wall that happened to be facing the street lamp was stained with blood, and although the blood stain was not large, it flowed down the wall to the ground, forming a long blood stain.

Gong Bing lowered his head after a few glances, and on the ground, there was also a conspicuous pool of blood stains among some debris.

Gong Bing stretched out his hand and swept back and forth, rummaged over the things on the ground, and finally picked up an iron nail more than half a finger long inside, and under the illumination of the street lamp, the rusty iron nail was red and bloodstained.

Gong Bing's face loomed in the mist, and only his eyes shimmered with thought.