Cheng Ma doesn't like to wait for people.

When everyone sent her a message asking him to wait, he didn't want to.

He was sitting in the car, he glanced at the lit screen, frowned on his face, and impatiently threw his phone on the seat next to him.

He covered his lips with his hand and looked out the window at the ink-splashed night.

Many stores on the first floor of the mall were closed, only the lights in the aisle were on, and soon he saw a woman's figure slowly walking out of the door of the mall, with a green skirt, like fireflies lighting up the night.

The first time he opened his eyes, he didn't open his eyes.

But when he realized something, his brilliant pupils like jewels shrank suddenly.

He bit his lip under his fist with his teeth, his eyelids drooping in contemplation, like pearlescent scallops.

She has his temperament in her.

It was just a vague figure, and he recognized it as her.

His restless heart suddenly fell silent.

Cheng Mao thought about it, then got out of the car and stood there silently waiting.

He hadn't seen her take off her sunglasses.

And now, it's the first time I've seen you.

Cheng Ma's eyelids moved slightly in the thick night.

These days, he suddenly wondered what she really looked like.

But when she really changed into a men's dress and appeared in front of him.

He was starting to get a little overwhelmed.

The strange but good-looking woman wore a long light green dress and walked in front of him step by step.

She smiled at him.

"Young Master."

I'm used to seeing her usually wearing a suit and uniform, and blonde men's hair. And now, unlike the usual capable and delicate, she has a good figure, and she no longer restricts her own flesh, the slim long skirt shows that she has a large chest and a thin waist, and her long black hair hangs obediently on her shoulders.

She walked towards him in the night in a makeover.

Because of her proximity, the scent of her body also floated in front of him with the evening breeze, and with a short breath, he could smell it into his nose.

Cheng Ma only felt that his blood was hot, and even his heart, which had just calmed down, became irritable because of this, and he subconsciously took a step back for fear of smelling her fragrance clearly.

He clenched his fingers, pursed his lips, and silently turned his face away.

But as soon as he looked away for a second, he couldn't help but look at her.

He was attracted by her sudden long hairstyle.

Accustomed to seeing her short hair, she suddenly found herself in a long way, and he not only felt novel, but also felt that it was particularly flattering to her.

I just wanted to take a look.

His eyes were arrogant and tangled, and he couldn't help it, and looked at her again.

Her hair was now long and soft, and her long black hair was thicker than her short and neat hair, so much so that when she looked at people, her eyes were like gentle pool water, and one could not help but want to drown in them.

His gaze fell uncontrollably on her lips again, and the lips with lipstick looked soft and delicate, and the red lips opened lightly, as if they would spit out a sweet floral fragrance.

He looked at her too-white neck again.

His gaze moved down again, and finally froze on her usual flat place.

And now I know that this place used to stand like mountains and rivers, like ripe fruits hanging on the branches.

It's so heavy that people can't help but worry about whether it will fall.

Cheng Ma's delicate face showed a little puzzled expression, and when he finally realized something, he immediately turned his face away, frowned, looking anxious and impatient, but his cheeks were flushed, which made people wonder if he had a fever.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Even her timbre is very different from before, soft and sweet.

It's okay that she doesn't speak, but as soon as she speaks, Cheng Zhen feels that her ears are burning hot.

He suddenly felt that it was so hot tonight, so hot that he wanted to go back to the car and blow the air conditioner.

He couldn't help but clench his hands, and his tone was not very good, "It's okay." ”

Probably shy, he bit his lower lip with his teeth after speaking, and turned around to find that he had accidentally looked at her again, and hurriedly turned his face away.

Seeing that he lowered his eyes and frowned, Jiang Chacha was really confused.

He didn't seem to welcome her.

But he also called people.

She couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

However, now was not the time to think about this, she didn't dare to look back at the indifferent man behind her.

She grabbed his arm as usual.

The sick and weak boy who was pulled was slightly stiff.

He saw that her long, soft hair draped over her shoulders was rippling in a gentle arc with the evening breeze.

He was in a stalemate for a few seconds, and finally got into the car with her.

As soon as the car door closed, she sat next to her, the enclosed space, there was no air circulation, and the faint fragrance on her body suddenly became stronger.

The fragrance on her body was like smoke, wrapping around his body in wisps, and Cheng Mao wrung his eyebrows deeply, only to feel that his mouth was dry and irritable.

Besides......

After taking off her sunglasses, the familiarity on her body was even stronger because of it.

It always felt familiar to her.

But every time he wanted to think deeply in his mind and study it carefully, every little clue that just surfaced would always be cut off for no reason and he died.

Cheng Ma's gorgeous and delicate eyes suddenly revealed a touch of anger.

He propped his arms on the edge of the window, and covered his lips with a slightly curved fist, the dark color in his eyes churning strangely.

Just when his heart was suffocating.

Suddenly, the window glass next to it vibrated rhythmically a few times.

Someone stood outside the car and knocked on the window twice.

The man knocked softly, sounding calm, but with a little indifference.

Bian Jichen originally planned to continue to stand at the door of the unmanned shopping mall, and continue to lean on and wait.

But for some reason, the green figure haunted him like a ghost, and no matter how much he tried to expel it, he couldn't get rid of it.

And so he came.

Be obedient to your own heart.

Cheng Mao raised his eyes coyly, and when he saw the figure outside him, his eyes were condensed.

As a popular figure in the school, he naturally knew Bian Jichen.

Not only did I know him, but I was also deeply impressed by him, remembering, remembering, remembering, still remembering, and new.

Ginger Cha Cha was newly transferred to the Holy Sakura.

I think of the little girl who coaxed him out of the dark and scary ward in the hospital when he was a child, I think of the candy she gave herself to eat, I think of the white scarf she chose for herself in the Christmas Eve department store, and I think of the promise she made to herself.

Thinking of these memories locked in the precious little box in his heart, the surprise of meeting her again, he was secretly happy, shy, sensitive and inferior, he was in a dark corner, happy and hesitant for a while, as if he had lost his heart.

In the end, with a shy and sensitive heart, he mustered up the courage to approach her.

"Cheng Ma, you don't like me, do you?" The girl's shrill laughter, and the haughty and disdainful look in her eyes when she looked at him, shattered his fantasies about the little girl in the red down jacket in his memory.

Along with his heart that filled his anticipation with all his hope, he was buried on that cold Christmas Eve a few years ago.

After she and a group of people humiliated him and crushed his pride, the girl who he once considered the most beautiful and lovely in the world became ugly and hateful.

She stood there and glanced at him, then snorted, shook off her soft, beautiful curls with her hand, and stepped on her high heels, like a dirty wild cat on the side of the road, and walked away.

In fact, he didn't seem to be so cruel to her at that time.

He was just disappointed.

Disappointment: How could the little girl who would look at him on Christmas Eve with a pair of sparkling eyes sprinkled with snowflakes become what she is now.

disappointed, but not to the point where she hates her so much later.

He was just disappointed in why she had become like this.

So in the music room that night, he stood up, his trouser legs were full of water, and even his hair was wet with water from them, and his eyes under the wet hair shone coldly in the moonlight, and there was an indescribable faint sadness.

He looked up like a wounded lone crane, with reddish eyes and pale lips, and he looked up lonely under the window, looking up at the moon for a long, long time.

Then one day, he saw her again.

Anything that should be avoided and never come into contact with her again, everything related to her should be cut in two, so that the previous pearl-like memories will not be polluted and dusted.

However, at that time, he was standing at the foot of the newly built teaching building on the campus, and when he saw her running over and smiling so happily, her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and the smile that unfolded made the world lose color in an instant.

For a while, he was attracted by the fresh smile on her face, and he could see it.

Consciousness pulled back, realizing that he still had lingering thoughts about her, and the hand that fell to his leg clenched violently, and he forced himself to look away, turning his face away in indifference.

But he had never seen her smile so happily.

She seemed to be able to play with his mood so easily.

She frowned, he wanted to think about what she was worried about at the moment, whether she was in a good mood or not, and when she coughed, he wanted to know if she was sick and healthy.

Even her laughter shook his mind, shattering all his pretense of self-control and calmness, and his mind uncontrollably wondered what she was smiling at.

Cheng Hao pursed his lips, and when he saw her running away, he slowly walked out of the corner.

In the end, he still didn't get back to his senses.

He followed.

Like a butterfly, I fell in love with shiny things.

The butterfly fell in love with the shards of glass that no one picked up on the ground and no one loved.

The broken glass is full of sharp edges and corners everywhere, but the butterfly does not give up, and wants to use its full love to surround it day and night, waiting for it, and finally, the butterfly can't accept their alienated feelings.

I can't touch it, I haven't even had the simplest hug.

The heartbroken butterfly decides to be alone once in this life, forgetting its beautiful and fragile life and preferring to touch the loved one who can stab it.

In the end, the beautiful butterfly was stabbed in the wings of the already broken glass, and could no longer dance, and the rest of her life was depressed.

And he's that butterfly.

Because of the softness of her smile in her heart, Cheng Ma's eyes looking at her back were complex and full of humble expectations along the way.

Like a stray cat that is dirty every day, what it does every day is to go to the park and rummage through the garbage cans on the side of the road for food scraps, and sometimes when it is hungry, it bites like crazy along with plastic bags.

It is not as bright as the glossy pets that are held in the arms of their owners on the road, and their hair is clean and supple, and it shines beautifully in the light.

It has this and no next meal, sometimes it is very bored, and it will learn to roll in front of strangers, showing its fairly clean belly, it stretches out its paws and tilts its head, but it is so dirty that every passerby just glances at it and walks away indifferently.

It had no choice but to roll over and lay its head on the ground of the city in aggrieved terms.

Sometimes, it envies other pets that can be adopted by their owners and brought into a warm house.

And one day, when a strange little girl passed by, she saw that it was pitiful, so she took out a ham sausage from her bosom and fed it.

It didn't even think about it, but when it smelled the food, it pounced excitedly, claws and nibbled on the delicious ham sausage.

The little girl seemed to like it very much, and reached out and touched its dirty head.

It was the first time someone would touch it.

He followed her footsteps, detoured one road after another, and finally at another turn, he lifted his eyes, and saw her behind the green bushes, and could not hide the girl's heart, hugging the cold boy who was facing away from her in front of him.

The fresh blood that had just surged in Cheng Ma's heart instantly condensed.

He lowered his eyelids and watched calmly.

The cold, silent man easily got what he had ever wanted to be, and he regarded her as a jewel, but he regarded her as a.

Not far away, the man coldly pushed her away.

I heard that the girl had lost all the pride she had had in him, and instead cried out in a humble voice, and regardless of her self-esteem, she went and hugged the cold boy from behind, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist, trying to save everything.

What happened in the end, Cheng Hao didn't look at it again, but coldly withdrew his gaze and left.

He began to think back to the poor cat.

Finally getting a little warm kitten, just getting a cheap and insignificant ham sausage, is a great blessing for him.

So, having eaten the ham sausage, it rolled wildly in front of the little girl with gratitude and joy, and did everything in his power to sell cuteness to the little girl, showing her belly without reservation, and licking the dust off the upper of her shoes with his tongue.

What does the end of this kitten look like?

It naively thought that the little girl in front of him would be an angel sent by God to heal and save him, and would bring it back to a warm and warm home.

Poor kitten, mistaking the little girl's boring pastime that day for all.

The truth is that the little girl just happened to find a poor dirty kitten on the side of the road, and fed it a ham sausage with a momentary playfulness, and after squatting on the side of the road and watching it roll for a while, she suddenly remembered that she still had playmates waiting for her, so she ran away happily.

It's just that the poor stray cat who tasted the delicious food for a while still thinks of the ham sausage and the little girl when she rummages the food in the trash can every day, and foolishly imagines that she will still bring a ham sausage to him next time and give it a little love.

Thinking like this, the anger in Cheng Ma's eyes became heavier and heavier, so heavy that it almost couldn't be concealed.

The man outside seemed to know that he was inside at this time, and looked at him calmly through the car window with those cold eyes.

Cheng Ma's hand clenched until his phalanges turned white.

He looked at him blankly for a moment.

Finally, the dark tide under his eyes faded little by little, and when he had almost covered it, he stretched out a finger, buckled it, and slowly rolled down the window.

Just as the car window was rolled down a quarter, the girl next to him suddenly pounced on him.

For a moment, like the fragrance of flowers in the garden, and the fragrance on her hair was stronger, burrowing into his nose, and pulling him to sink little by little with the sweet fragrance of flowers.

The girl's soft body is close.

There was a sudden heat on the side of his neck.

As the girl buried it, her long, silky hair also leaned in his direction, and his fingers touched a few strands of green silk, which were cool and slid like a piece of silk.

The girl's slender arms hooked his neck ambiguously, and buried her head in it.

Cheng Ma's finger that rolled down the window stiffened.