Beijing.

Night.

10 o'clock.

Beifu No. 1 Middle School temporary stay hotel.

Everyone has been playing in the nearby restaurant until now, and they are too tired to do so, and they are saying goodbye to the coach in the corridor outside the hotel.

"Coach, sleep."

"Coach, bye-bye."

"Coach Guangyan, bye-bye."

Chen Meiqian and Guangyan stood at the end of the corridor and said goodbye to the team members, telling the words 'good night, go to bed early'. In their eyes, these children are really hard, both physically and mentally.

But this big hurdle has finally passed.

"Good night, sister."

Jing Ke blinked his eyes and walked towards the room.

"Yes, good night."

After Chen Meiqian saw the last child, Jing Ke, enter, she withdrew her eyes to the person standing beside her.

"What about you?"

Missy's voice was softer than ever, and the devilish coach that the players feared in private was gone.

"I live not far from here."

Guangyan said equally gently.

"Don't live here?"

Chen Meiqian pointed to the door beside her and said.

"And where do you live?"

Guangyan asked.

This question made Meixi's face turn red at once.

Guangyan also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and stood there in embarrassment for a while, so he had to let a faint shy voice come from his nose there.

"My room is upstairs."

Missy pointed upstairs again.

Chen Meiqian is used to being quiet, which is conducive to both rest and thinking, which is different from her own style.

"Don't bother, besides, I'm not really an assistant coach at school, right?"

Guangyan scratched his head and smiled.

Under the light, on her smiling face, Mei Qian saw wrinkles like a knife, deep bags and dark circles under her eyes that she had never seen before, and her hair was no longer so dark, it was hard to imagine that the boy who was as clean as the summer sun would be like this ten years later.

The tiger tooth that he once cherished so much also has a smoky pale yellow.

The years are like knives, and these scars left on Guangyan's body made Mei Qian extremely distressed at this moment.

Tears filled his eyes.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Mei Qian's appearance, Guangyan panicked for a while.

Mei Qian didn't care about anything else, she stretched out her slender hand, brushed away her glossy hair, brushed away his sweat, and carefully stroked every inch of skin on the face of the man in front of her, until her body completely fell into Mei Qian's arms, and whispered against her bare chest: "This time, don't go again." ”

Guangyan also had tears in his eyes, and nodded inch by inch, just like he met her again in Wuhan territory.

The encounter between people is always wonderful.

When you are wearing a clean white shirt, fiddling with your hairstyle while learning online teaching, and even deliberately wearing perfume, planning every word you will say when you meet the one you like, you plan the time, place, space, and careless you are even strict at that moment to know the direction and strength of the wind, the humidity of the air, and even the sweat flowing from your body because of tension, you try to control everything, and try to control all the pictures when you meet.

But, boy,

It's not that easy to meet.

The only memories you can remember are the irritated face of the driver when the car was late, the vicious dog chasing you on the road, the repeating of the question over and over again by the ordering lady, and the sudden extinguishing of the lights.

You forgot the white shirt you were wearing, you forgot the hairstyle you spent so long grooming, you forgot that the perfume you sprayed was masked by the smell of hot pot, you even forgot every word you had prepared before, and could only look at her and laugh.

It's like a few stars slipping into the pure inky black sky,

That's the meeting.

The meeting of Guangyan and Meiqian, two young youths, it took ten years to meet again!

Ten years!

But

So what?

……

After snuggling up to each other for a long time, Guangyan and Meiqian separated.

In the end, Guangyan still had to go back, and Missie had to say goodbye to him, but she knew that she would still see him tomorrow morning, and every morning after that would be the same.

Saying goodbye to Guangyan, Missy walked towards her room.

Syllable.

When she entered the room, she was tired and tired of her life.

Taking off her coat, Missie now needed warm bath water to soothe herself, but after a while, she heard the door rattle.

Knock, knock.

It's slow, but every sound is not soft.

Meixi's nerves tensed all at once.

Is it a glossy face?

Is he back?

Before she had time to put on her coat, she walked towards the door, and with every step she took, her heart was apprehensive.

Should I touch up my makeup?

Am I blushing or not?

What will he say later?

Shall I refuse later?

Eventually, Missy stopped at the door, and there was another knock on the door.

Boom.

Like the strength of a heartbeat, it knocked on Beauty's heart.

She opened the door.

But the people outside the door made all her fantasies bubble.

"It's you!"

Missy exclaimed in amazement.

"Heh, aren't you satisfied?"

Zhang Mo smiled cruelly.

"This is not where you came from."

With a serious expression, Missie tried to close the door.

But Zhang Mo's hand stuck the door tightly, and then with a force, the whole person rushed into the room.

The bucket of gasoline in his hand did not hold it, and it broke out in an instant, and the smell of gasoline instantly covered the entire room.

Mei Qian had seen a big scene, but at this moment she was also panicking.

Zhang Mo, who was drunk with alcohol, looked calm, got up unhurriedly, locked the door, and then locked it. Then he picked up the barrel of gasoline, shook it, looked at it again, and said with a smile: "Hehe, I poured a lot." ”

Mei Qian's voice trembled a little and asked, "What are you going to do!" What are you doing! ”

But these sounds entered Zhang Mo's ears, but they made him a lot more excited like a stimulant, and even his breathing became tighter.

But Zhang Mo made two cups of coffee with interest, and then sat down.

"Don't you sit?"

Zhang Mo pointed to the empty seat.

"Can you hurry up?"

Missy pointed to the door and yelled.

"No matter how loud you are, it's useless, no one else can hear it at all."

Zhang Mo smiled proudly.

"If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"

Missi threatened.

The word 'alarm' reached Zhang Mo's ears and immediately ignited his emotions.

Zhang Mo stood up abruptly, pushed the coffee on the table away with one hand, and let it fall to the ground.

"Call the police?"

Zhang Mo stretched out his hand, pointed at Mei Qian, and shouted excitedly.

"Call the police! Call the police! ”

Zhang Mo roared.

"Everything about me has been ruined by you! It's all ruined! ”

"Then what am I afraid of! What are you afraid of! ”

"You call the police!"

Zhang Mo suddenly took out a black lighter from his pocket, lit it, threw it into the air, and then when the flames fell to the floor, he walked to the opposite table, picked up the remaining cup of coffee, and sat down.

At that moment,

Tongues of fire burst out of the ground like dragons!