The man behind him who stepped on his shadow did not move.

He stopped and turned to look at her.

The night wind blew up, blowing the broken hair on the woman's forehead.

She raised her hand behind her ear, her fair face tiny red with alcohol. The moonlight was thin and cool, and the faint white light quietly and silently fell on the naturally carved face, and there was a little more delicate coldness for no reason.

There was a faint bright light, as she raised her hand and raised her eyes, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, looming, as if in another world.

He couldn't help but feel a little distracted, and his chest rose and fell slightly without a trace.

"Tired?"

"Nope."

Jiang Rong didn't dodge this time.

As she thought before, she wasn't wrong. Even if he pushed her away for her own good, could it be that she couldn't carry it on her shoulders and lift it in her hands? Or flowers that can only survive in greenhouses, or porcelain that is only for viewing in glass display cases.

In his eyes, she was so overwhelmed that he didn't even want her to say a word.

Then treat her as "ignorant of current affairs", and treat his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

In short, she doesn't need any protection that she thinks is "for your good".

Thinking of this, Jiang Rong pulled the waist rod more and more straight. Generous but obviously detached to meet the black eyes as deep as the sea.

No matter when you look at it, it can make people's hearts tighten and shock their eyes. Those eyes that only he himself understands, how bloody and bloody he once was, life and death.

She probably didn't understand.

I don't know how long I stared, but in the end it was the man who tilted his head first.

Jiang Rong retracted his gaze, raised his step, and went straight forward.

She walked very fast, as if all kinds of emotions were in her heart, upset, aggrieved, depressed, angry...... Regardless of the kneading together, it seems that the leftovers that have been poured into a large bucket on the table after the meal are still not poisonous, but they will never be eaten again.

The long street is cold. Especially late at night, when there are few pedestrians, the town selectively turns on a few street lights to save energy.

Jiang Rong was emotional, drank again, and she was night blind, so her vision was seriously blurred. At first, it was fine on the shore, and there was not much shelter from the building, but then when I got off the bridge and turned into the alley, I became half-blind.

You can hear the man following behind him. She knew she was safe and would never be in the slightest danger.

But the more this happened, the more angry she became.

She really didn't understand.

She really couldn't figure out him, what he was thinking.

I was bored, and I walked faster and faster, and without paying attention, I walked to the stone at the corner to prevent the cart from passing.

The toes on the ground seemed to be kicked apart, and she screamed in pain. "Ahh

The man pounced and crashed into the concrete wall.

"Whew-"

Two quick steps in her ear, almost at the same time, a large strong hand had grasped her arm. She could almost smell the peculiar smell of cement on the wall, and then her arm was pulled back, and her other large hand fell on her back, a warm, solid touch...... Hold her firm.

"Go slower."

The familiar voice sounded overhead, as low and clear as before, but it seemed to be mixed with a bit of worry and relief.

Jiang Rong was shocked, but his arm shook the hand away very rudely. Take a few steps back and stare at him.

The man's dark eyes were deep, and he looked at the woman opposite who had mood swings and abnormal reactions, and his heart was a little tight.

She's still angry.

Because of the events of that day.

But how could he explain it. And how did he explain it......

"Let's turn on the flashlight and go." His voice was soft. "You can't see the road clearly, don't go too fast."

"How do you know I can't see the way."

She probably didn't even know herself.

For the first time in his life, he was so aggressive. Still a man who is not very familiar......

He froze.

He was silent for a few seconds before he said lightly: "It's late, let's go home quickly." Without waiting for Jiang Rong to speak again, the person had already strode out a few meters.

Jiang Rong immediately chased after him, and forgot what he couldn't turn on the flashlight.

"How long are you going to hide it?"

The man's steps were so fast that she could only catch up in three steps and two steps. Sure enough, she was able to follow him without hurrying just now, simply because he wanted her to follow.

"You were the one who saved me by beating the wild dogs away in Luanshan before, so your right hand was injured."

"You're thinking too much."

"Did I think too much or were you kidding yourself? I have night blindness, except for the person who saved me that night, even Miao Miao and Xiao Yun don't know. How do you know I can't see clearly? ”

“…… At night, no one can see clearly. ”

"What about cold medicine?"

The man's figure froze.

Jiang Rong's eyes were staring at his face, and he chased him almost angrily.

"Don't you want to say that my bookstore's surveillance is fake." It's the 21st century, and he really feels that everything he does is seamless and flawless. "How do you know I have a cold? And why did you give me cold medicine? Are you concerned about me? And the street lights......"

Before the words were finished, the person stumbled again.

The man's eyes were quick and he was about to reach out.

Jiang Rong grabbed his forearm first in a panic.

Soft and warm hands.

Small but slender. Because of the urgency, the fingertips were slightly tough into the flesh.

The scorching emotion quickly penetrated along the flesh and skin, penetrated into the flesh and blood, and spread to the limbs and bones.

Jiang Rong was startled and stood firm.

Looking up at the man, and then at the strong, even arm she was holding, a look of firmness flashed in her eyes.

Gritting her teeth secretly, she directly grabbed her other hand as well.

Man: "......"

"My phone is dead." She said, "You're going too fast. It's safer that way. ”

She thought that if he didn't throw her away ruthlessly, he would at least say no.

But after waiting for a long time, the men around him didn't say anything anymore. It was as if his mouth was sealed with cement.

Just as he was about to see what was going on, a low, clear voice poured down from overhead.

It's cool and crisp like flowing water, so pleasant to the ear, beautiful to hear.

"Hmm."

He said.

No more words along the way.

Jiang Rong didn't catch up anymore.

Until the door of the bookstore. Under the dim street lamp, the two figures, one large and one small, were stretched very long, and somehow they were intertwined.

"Here we are."

Of course she knew.

So she let go of the man's forearm she was holding.

A clearly visible finger mark is revealed......

The corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump twice. - Is she so hard?

The man obviously didn't take it seriously, but took a step back as if to avoid suspicion, and turned to leave.

Jiang Rong was in a hurry, and almost blurted out. "Huh!" After saying that, I regretted it. What did she tell him to say when she was home?

The man turned to look at her.

The light and shadow hit his angular features, obscure, and it became more and more that his whole person was deep, hard, cold, mysterious and heavy. It's just that the figure is always upright, as if he has to carry it alone no matter how many mountains are pressed down on it. It can only be carried by one person.

“…… I, I would like to know your name. ”