The rumbling sound of motorcycle engines exploded in the night, half the street could be heard, and the neon lights cast on the wet ground were run over by the tires and cut into countless pieces.

The car braked sharply next to the drunken man, and the slightly bulky front of the car limped deftly in a pair of slender white hands, separating the man from the girl in front of him, and inserting it horizontally between the two.

The drunken man staggered back two steps and almost fell to the ground, the beer in his hand was not held steadily, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the beer foam squirted out first, wetting his trouser legs.

Liang Chan turned his head in astonishment, it was a ...... wearing a black helmet and a flight jacket Young males.

I can't see the face, but this outfit gives people a very youthful feeling.

The drunk man was frightened, most of the wine woke up, and after standing firm, he wanted to settle accounts with a nosy guy, and when he saw that the other party was arrogant and obedient, he turned around and walked away with a scolding.

The crisis was resolved, Liang Chan took off his full guard and released the anti-wolf spray he was holding tightly in his hand.

"Thank you." Her pale face turned a little red with nervousness, and she solemnly thanked the righteous man who had reached out in time to help.

The other party did not react.

Liang Chan felt strange, but he didn't think too much about it, nodded, turned around and continued to walk towards the bus stop.

"Liang Chan." A muffled voice sounded behind itself in the helmet, with helplessness.

Liang Chan stopped, looked back again, the boy took off his helmet, his thick black short hair was squeezed out of shape, he shook his head, revealing a face with perfect facial features, shining in the not very bright street lights, not losing the idol on the stage.

It turned out to be Jiang Qishu.

In fact, when she heard the voice, Liang Chan had a hunch that it was him, and when the conjecture was confirmed, she was still so shocked that she lost her words and expression.

He always rode his bicycle around the school on weekdays, and this was the first time she saw him riding a motorcycle, which subverted the previous perception of him.

Jiang Qishu got out of the car and walked in front of her: "I'll send you back." ”

He had already prepared and took another helmet off the handlebars and handed it to her.

Liang Chan looked at his face, and couldn't help but think of the scene in the box yesterday, a little resistant, but he did help her just now.

"Let's go, if we keep grinding, we may have to be locked out of the school again." Jiang Qishu's eyes were half-closed, his voice was rustling, not as clear as usual, and he had the illusion of deliberately behaving obediently, "I deliberately asked you to apologize in person, I was wrong about what happened yesterday, and I shouldn't make excuses for myself." In either case, peeking into someone's privacy is a peeping, and I reflect on myself deeply and promise you that I will never reveal the contents of the diary to a second person. Can you forgive me? ”

Liang Chan quietly listened to his review book as if he had typed countless drafts, and pursed his lips.

Jiang Qishu saw that she was unmoved, and made a killer move: "Otherwise, I will tell you a secret of mine?" ”

Liang Chan was successfully led astray: "What secret? ”

She was finally willing to talk, Jiang Qi set up her strength, and climbed up the pole: "I'll tell you when you get in the car!" Lie to you is a puppy. ”

He fastened her helmet, then put on his own, stepped on his long legs on the motorcycle, and turned his head to look at her through the helmet's windshield, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

But Liang Chan didn't, she accepted his invitation and sat on the back seat of his motorcycle.

Jiang Qishu clenched the handlebar, the car he was used to driving was a little unfamiliar at the moment, probably because there were more precious things behind him, and he had to be extra careful.

The engine started and the car rumbled forward.

It's that Liang Chan is too naïve, and the experience of riding a motorcycle is completely different from that of a bicycle, although Jiang Qishu is not driving fast, the sound of the wind surging in his ears is still hunting. She was very insecure, always worried about falling and grabbing something with both hands.

There was only Jiang Qishu's thin waist in front of him.

She pulled him by the hem of his shirt and resumed the question before getting into the car: "What about your secret?" ”

Jiang Qishu laughed and said without being confused: "I have too many secrets, which aspect do you want to hear?" ”

Liang Chan: "...... As you see fit. ”

Jiang Qishu thought for a while and said, "I like a girl." ”

Liang Chan felt that he had been deceived, what a secret.

However, Jiang Qishu's words were not finished, he changed to a serious tone: "I didn't realize whether I liked it or not, I didn't believe it when others said I was chasing her, I thought how could it be, I was just an enthusiastic boy with a sense of responsibility, I couldn't see her weak and couldn't help it, and I thought I would withdraw when she got better." Now that she's slapped in the face, I probably really like her. It's not possible, it's really, really like her. ”

He said "true" twice, for fear that the listener would not believe him.

Liang Chan's hand pulling the hem of his clothes loosened, and a layer of panic filled his heart.

How is this girl he said is a bit like her? If memory serves, there was a scandal at school that he was chasing her, and she had wondered if he liked her......

Jiang Qishu couldn't see her face in the rearview mirror, but he could feel her trance, and he unconsciously sped up the speed of the car, shuttling through the city's traffic like a lightning speed.

Liang Chan came back to his senses and was forced to hold on to him: "Jiang Qishu, you drive slowly." ”

Jiang Qishu slowed down the car as he said, and the scene of the rapid retreat on both sides changed from blurry to clear.

He didn't believe that Liang Chan didn't understand who the person in his words was, but he didn't wait for the response he wanted, and asked reluctantly: "Aren't you curious about who I'm talking about?" ”

Liang Chan immediately shook her head, lest she hear her name from his mouth if she was a step too late.

Reacting, Jiang Qishu couldn't see her shaking her head, and said quickly, "I'm not curious." ”

Jiang Qishu's eyes darkened.

When the school gate appeared in front of him, Liang Chan felt relieved.

When the car stopped, she immediately jumped down, took off her helmet and returned it to Jiang Qishu, and thanked him with a dodging gaze: "Thank you for helping me get rid of that drunkard, and send me back." ”

She took a few steps, thought of another unfinished matter, and retreated to his car, still not daring to look at him directly, her slightly drooping eyes stared at his hand holding the handlebar: "I owe you a word of sorry." ”

Jiang Qishu didn't understand: "What? ”

"Last night......" Liang Chan sniffed, and the slightly cool air rushed into her nasal cavity before she continued, "It should be that I misunderstood you, I was not in a good mood at the time, and I lost my temper with you, I'm sorry." ”

Jiang Qishu was at a loss by her tone, he let go of the handlebars and wanted to get out of the car, but she waved her hand and ran away.

"Bye-bye." Her voice was softer than the wind.

Jiang Qishu felt that it might be because he rashly confessed and scared her away, he was very wronged, so how could it be regarded as a proper confession?

With a thought in his mind, he dropped out of the car and caught up with the figure in front of him.

Jiang Qishu, a person who often exercises, easily caught up with the "weak" girl, Liang Chan was quickly stopped, looked up at him, and pretended to be calm and said, "Is there anything else?" ”

Jiang Qishu's deep eyes looked at her fixedly, took a deep breath, and then said word by word: "Liang Chan, you said that no one in the world loves you, I will love you." So, do you want to stay with me? ”

As always, he prefers to play straight balls, and what he said in the car is already his most euphemistic expression.

*

Jiang Qishu maintained the image of a "resentful husband" for more than a week, and several roommates teased him at every turn.

"Who the hell are you? Quickly get out of my brother's body and return the sunny and cheerful brother to me! If you want to possess me, attach it to me, don't harm my brother Shu! Li Aoran strangled Jiang Qishu's neck and shook him like a ghost.

Jiang Qishu grabbed his hand away and rolled his eyes: "Get out of the way, I'm not in the mood to joke with you." ”

Li Aoran stopped provoking him and changed the topic: "There's no trouble after handing in your homework, why don't we go out and rub it tonight?" I'm in for a treat and pick up on the seafood dinner that I didn't serve last time. ”

Lin Hao's jaw was about to drop: "Comrade Xiao Li, did you buy a lottery ticket and win the jackpot?" ”

Li Aoran snorted lightly: "Isn't this a bad mood for Brother Shu?" Comfort him. Am I the best? I myself was touched. ”

Several people hugged Jiang Qishu, bypassing the cafeteria and diverting to the school gate, talking about games, basketball, and beautiful women on short videos on the way, laughing constantly.

Jiang Qishu, who had not intervened, suddenly stopped, and led several people around him to stop as well.

"Damn, why are there so many people around, is there any activity?"

Today, Friday, there are people coming and going at the school gate, mostly students who come out to play. Li proudly walked forward, pushed through the crowd, and saw something that made everyone stop and watch.

"Hey, I thought it was a rarity, it was a Rolls-Royce." Li Aoran's tone was like this car was not worth a few dollars.

"Listen to you, can you afford it?" Lin Hao likes to scare him.

Li Aoran patted the sculpture-like motionless Jiang Qishu: "I can't afford it, but my brother tree can afford it, right, Brother Shu." ”

He and Jiang Qishu were high school classmates and knew his family background well.

Both parents are teachers, and their salaries are average, but their mothers have shares in their parents' big company, and the dividends of a year alone are enough to buy several Rolls-Royce.

Jiang Qishu didn't pay attention to what kind of car it was, he was looking at the people in the car.

In the co-pilot, Liang Chan, whom she hadn't seen for more than a week, was talking to the man in the driver's seat with her head turned sideways. The man was handsome and compelling, and with a gentle smile, he put a box of things on Liang Cicada's lap.

Jiang Qishu's face darkened, giving birth to a sense of crisis.

(End of chapter)