Today, Sister Fei accompanied her little boyfriend to participate in the amateur boxer tour, and Ming Sheng guarded the store alone in the store at night, so busy that she wanted to grow four hands.

The senior sister who went to accompany her boyfriend in other places missed the appointment again, saying that she would postpone her return for a few more days, and she didn't know what was going on, and she didn't even care about her studies.

Mingsheng had to agree to help her work a few more days of night shifts.

When it was time to close the store, she had just changed out of her work clothes, and Zhao Yiqing arrived outside the café and waved to her warmly outside the window.

Unexpectedly learned that today was her birthday, Mingsheng took the initiative to invite her to the store after work, she made a cup of coffee, and kept a cake in the store privately, ready to celebrate her a little.

Of course, she pays the cost herself, and she will not take advantage of the boss Sister Fei.

"Thank you, sister, I will definitely remember my 20th birthday, a Bodhisattva sister cooked me a cup of very fragrant cappuccino."

Zhao Yiqing was so happy that his small mouth was like a layer of honey, and he praised Mingsheng so much that he blushed.

"If you are so poor again, I won't be able to cook so fragrant next time."

"Wow, is there another time?" Zhao Yiqing was overjoyed.

With coffee and cake in hand, the two girls happily walked to the station.

Chatting on the road, Zhao Yiqing's face after eating the cake was originally still stained with a satisfied smile, and halfway through, his eyes suddenly contained wetness.

"Only Senior Sister said Happy Birthday to me today."

She poured out in a low mood, "This is my 20th birthday, why do you let me spend 20 years so lonely?" ”

Every person who comes home late at night often has a story that is not so satisfying, Mingsheng refrains from asking, but Zhao Yiqing has the idea of confiding.

admits that it is not easy for me to grow up to 20 years old, and it is a very vulgar and old-fashioned family story.

Dad died early, Mom remarried in another place, she was raised by her elderly grandmother, last year Grandma unfortunately had Alzheimer's disease, that is, Alzheimer's disease, in previous years always thundered the sound of "Happy Birthday", this year she can't hear it.

Grandmothers in nursing homes now forget their beloved granddaughter from time to time.

For Zhao Yiqing, who is still young, this is the most unacceptable.

This depression of losing the love of her relatives, Mingsheng can empathize, she and Zhao Yiqing actually have the same disease.

She lost her mother at a young age, although her father later remarried and had a stepmother, but the warmth of maternal love, she never experienced it after she was seven years old.

"On your birthday next year, I'll buy you a big cake, and you still have to blow out candles on your birthday to have a sense of ceremony."

Zhao Yiqing sniffed: "Senior sister has accompanied me on this year's birthday, and I am already very happy." ”

The two pinched the time to rush to the bus stop, Mingsheng looked down and browsed the school forum, and at a glance saw two hot posts that were pushed to the front, and clicked in.

#国内仅一人! Congratulations to Song Xiaocheng from the Department of Architecture of our school for winning the International Design Award of the Asian Architecture Newcomer Competition#

#我校建筑系之光宋霄诚归国, we will give an award report for the younger students in the lecture hall of Yuxin Building#

She stared at the two headlines for a long time, immersed in her own uneasy thoughts, completely blocking out all the sounds around her.

Until—

"Senior sister, look at the other side! It's that guy again......"

When Ming Sheng heard this, he raised his eyes and looked slightly stunned.

On the other side of the road, a man in black wearing a helmet sat on a motorcycle, the people and vehicles were one, and the fierce and mysterious momentum lit up the night.

Then he raised his hand, and the front cover of the black helmet was lifted by Huo Ran, and he turned his face to look this way.

The night was silent, and the two looked at each other across the road.

Mingsheng was frozen in his gaze, his heartbeat gradually stalled, and his emotions were complicated and incomprehensible.

Since that night, perhaps because of Ming Sheng's unusually cold attitude, Fu Xizhou has not appeared again for several nights.

The relationship between the two is at an unprecedented impasse.

After the initial ecstasy, Mingsheng had gradually come to his senses.

I know that this secret underground relationship will not be broken so smoothly.

Right now, she has the negative idea that dragging on one day is one day, and if he doesn't show up, she will never fall into the net.

I made up my mind to deal with this deformed underground relationship coldly.

But why did he come again?

Her expression was no longer as relaxed as when she was talking and laughing just now, Zhao Yiqing, this girl is not stupid, she may have been stupid and confused about the situation last time, but now the handsome guy on the locomotive appeared in the old time and place again, and he also looked in the direction of the station.

Who are you waiting for?

"Senior sister, he ......"

"The car is coming, let's go."

Mingsheng was glad that the bus came in time, and immediately pulled Zhao Yiqing, who wanted to stop talking, on the bus, without giving her a chance to speak.

There was no good luck today, and the buses were almost full.

The two of them squeezed through the crowd and barely found an open space to stand.

Mingsheng was standing right in front of the window, and the car started and the lights in the car dimmed.

She was hidden in the crowd and darkness, and her clear eyes could therefore look at the man who slowed down and followed the bus without hesitation.

She remembered that three months ago, it was also such a seemingly quiet night, and she was stopped by him as soon as she got out of school and got into a taxi.

Then she was forced to sit on this motorcycle that was as shiny as a beast, and the locomotive sped like the wind, the roar of the engine whipped her eardrums, and the evening wind scraped her bare skin like a knife.

Like every time in bed, I was always afraid that he would speed up uncontrollably.

On the road she also wanted to beg him to slow down, her fragile heart couldn't stand it.

But her pleas were never in vain.

Eventually, all fear turned into a simple survival instinct—she was forced to hug his lean, narrow waist.

Like a silk flower that can only be attached to.

The house of the weekly tryst again.

She was dragged into this gorgeous cage and thrown onto the bed, and then his figure enveloped her like a mountain.

Obsidian-like pupils darkened: "What?" Planning to see him off at the airport? ”

"My classmates asked me out, but I couldn't push off ......"

"Can't push it off?" He sneered, and his anger was even greater, "You don't want to push, do you?" ”

Mingsheng was stung by his sneer.

She thought of her peers now enjoying their freedom to fly to faraway lands to show their talents.

As for her, she is confined in this narrow square inch, and her only value is this body that will grow old and be rejected sooner or later.

The long-suppressed self-esteem suddenly rose like a spring sprout, and she didn't want to go on anymore: "Why can't you send it?" I was at the same table with him, and he helped me a lot in my studies, and I personally said to my old tablemate, 'Have a good trip', is there anything wrong? ”

There's certainly nothing wrong with that.

The only thing that was wrong was her attitude.

She had already had an accident at home, and from the day she asked him for help regardless of shame, she had betrayed her freedom and dignity.

She shouldn't have an ego.

She should only greet him and curry favor with him, and if he points to the east, she should not go west.

It's a pity that Mingsheng has been a puppeteer for a few years, and gradually can't accept such a manipulated life.

The quarrel that day was the opportunity for the outbreak of this long Cold War.

That day, his gloomy gaze was fixed on her face for a long time.

The curvature of the corners of her lips was even more subtle, laughing at her pitiful courage to resist him.

"Okay. You go and send your good tablemates, and I won't stop you. ”

"It's just, so many good table mates who helped you—"

He looked straight at her, and after a long pitch, he suddenly leaned over her white neck, like a wild beast sniffing its prey, slowly looking for the place to bite her throat.

He chuckled and met her growing horror in the eyes, "How could I not give a thank you gift?" ”

For Mingsheng, this day is definitely an unforgettable nightmare.

In the face of Fu Xizhou's extraordinary patience, she was in a mess.

Like falling into a damp and sticky rainforest, danger accompanied by a stalled heartbeat, her white skin was pinky and her sheets were crumpled, a wet taste she will never forget.

Until Song Xiaocheng boarded the plane and took off, she did not appear.

In the scorching summer, it is impossible for her to appear in front of her old comrade's table with those dense and ambiguous pale pink traces on her neck and chest.

The sound of the bus announcing the stop pulled Mingsheng's thoughts back.

She glanced coldly out the window again, then lowered her head to check the new news on her phone.

Yang Shuyi also saw the post and asked her to watch Song Xiaocheng's report.

[You missed the appointment when you sent off the plane, and this time you didn't show up to give the squad leader a show, and the boat of friendship was about to capsize]

Yang Shuyi was Mingsheng's high school classmate, and the two girls had a good relationship and entered Qingcheng University hand in hand.

One is studying medicine, the other is in the faculty of humanities, and they have their own university circles, and the contacts after college are not as close as in the past.

Although he is an old classmate, Yang Shuyi knows nothing about Mingsheng's private life.

I just thought that she would alienate her old classmates when she entered college, and there were always whispers between her words.

Mingsheng's white fingertips paused slightly on the mobile phone screen, and then replied: [I'm free tomorrow, together]

[I took a screenshot, and then put the old classmate pigeon, and you just wait for the wallet to send a lot of water]

Mingsheng stood in the originally dim carriage, smiling lightly at the phone screen.

When the bus arrived, the overhead light suddenly turned on, and at the same time illuminated the pear vortex on her cheeks, she seemed to feel something, and raised her face at this moment.

Facing a swarthy sight outside the window.

The man stopped at the side of the bus, and the eyes that stared directly at her were dark as ink, with an almost harsh scrutiny, and the dissatisfaction was rapidly piling up.

Mingsheng subconsciously withdrew his hand and covered the mobile phone in his palm in front of his chest.

She could always easily discern the ups and downs of Fu Xizhou's emotions, just like now, he was obviously not very happy.

Is she angry that she can still laugh at this time?

Fortunately, the bus started quickly, rescuing her emotions that were firmly suppressed by his eyes.

She heard the locomotive restart outside the window, and her whole body stiffened, and she didn't dare to look outside again.

"Senior sister, I'll get off the bus first, see you tomorrow night." Zhao Yiqing said goodbye to her.

Mingsheng was slightly puzzled: "Isn't it two more stops to get off?" ”

The smile on the corner of Zhao Yiqing's mouth was a little far-fetched: "My roommate asked me to bring her supper." ”

On the big night, she had to go to buy supper two streets away for her roommate, or on her birthday, Mingsheng was wronged for her.

Her lips opened, and she wanted to tell the little girl to be tougher and learn to refuse others, but after thinking about it, what qualifications did she have to teach others?

If she was tough enough, she wouldn't be in such an unbearable situation now.

Waiting for the bus to start again, Mingsheng's mood was even more gloomy, and he naturally didn't have the heart to pay attention to whether there was a locomotive following behind.

After arriving at the station, I got off the train and walked for a few minutes, and WeChat received a message from Zhao Yiqing.

[Senior sister! There was a guy who squeezed me on the bus and followed me after he got off the bus.]

[I glared at him, he avoided me for a while, and then immediately followed again]

[This person can't be a pervert, right?] 】

Mingsheng stared nervously at the message asking for help on the screen, suddenly remembering a message he had heard Schumanman casually mention when he left the dormitory in the morning.

She said the college town was not safe right now and that girls were being followed at night.

While no serious harm has been done yet, the act of stalking itself is heart-pounding enough.

She barely hesitated, her fingertips darling.

【Is there a shop nearby?】 Hurry up and get in and don't come out]

[Send me the direction, I'll be there right away!] 】

[If there is anything wrong, call the police immediately]

Zhao Yiqing replied that he received it, Mingsheng was anxious, put down his mobile phone and looked left and right, but there was no trace of a taxi.

Obviously, there are some taxis that solicit customers at this point, but tonight I can't see a single one.

Her anxious gaze finally settled somewhere ahead.

She was stunned.

God seemed to be joking with her, and when she was anxious and needed help, he looked at this man again.

Do you want to ask him for help?

What would he think of her if he opened his mouth to break the deadlock?

Mingsheng stood in place, biting his lip, heaven and man fighting.

On the other side, Fu Xizhou quietly straddled the locomotive, his fingers burning a cigarette.

The rebellious momentum was reined in by the darkness of the night.

Perhaps sensing that she was hesitating across the road, he waited in place, his lofty posture, clearly waiting for her to throw herself into the net.

Mingsheng knew that he was waiting for her to speak, and he also knew very well that he was very useless when he gave up halfway.

But right now, it seems that only by asking for help from him can she reach Zhao Yiqing's side as quickly as possible.

Eventually, she gritted her teeth and walked up to him in his eagle-like gaze.

Finally stood awkwardly in front of him.

At first, he looked around cautiously, but did not find a familiar face, so he drooped his eyelids and whispered for help: "My friend is in some trouble." ”

"What friend?"

Fu Xizhou's tone was as usual, only a slight voice, like a good piano bow pushing and pulling on the strings.

His composure was enough to show that he didn't care what kind of trouble her friend was in.

He just wanted to know who the other person was.

"The girl I'm hitchhiking with."

The mobile phone in his palm was ringing again, and Mingsheng became more and more anxious, "Is it okay?" I'm really in a hurry. ”

Her eyelids lifted, and her moist eyes were written with a clear plea.

It is a pair of eyes that combine innocence and charm, and almost all men with a sense of justice can't refuse.

It's a pity that Fu Xizhou may be the exception.

The corners of his lips were vaguely hooked, regaining the initiative between the two, and he was in a good mood.

"My time is precious."

The more anxious he was, the more slow and casual his tone became, "Have you thought about it?" What to get in exchange? ”

This kind of posture of taking advantage of the fire to rob, Ming Sheng is too familiar.

Before she raised her leg and walked towards him, she vaguely expected that there would be a price to pay for the eldest young master to condescend and agree to help.

This price is most likely herself.

Yan Hong's lips pursed stubbornly, although she had expected it for a long time, but she really heard it with her own ears, and felt harsh and unacceptable.

How shameless should it be to ask her to exchange her body every time?

What's more, after so long, can't you change someone?

Obviously, there are so many fresh and beautiful girls dangling in front of him all day long, and there are many more means to please him than her.

Although Mingsheng is very anxious, but in the current situation, he was forced to be cornered a few years ago and could only ask him for help.

There are many ways, there is no need to fight with him.

"Then I won't waste your time."

She refused with a cold face, and caught a glimpse of an empty taxi approaching, and turned around to rush towards it.

In the next second, his hand was dragged in the opposite direction by a brute force, and Mingsheng's thin waist was caught off guard against the hard skeleton of the locomotive.

"Fu Xizhou!"

She screamed angrily, her waist was imprisoned and she couldn't move, and her bright and fiery eyes immediately met him at close range, "What are you doing?!" ”

Ignoring the pain, she instinctively looked around to make sure no one noticed the movement.

I've been with him for a long time, and I can't have intimate behavior with her near the school.

He had abided by this rule very well before, and was even more taboo than her to be discovered by others about their relationship.

Unexpectedly, after not contacting him for several months, he would go back on his word.

Compared with her weak heart and panic, Fu Xizhou is much calmer.

Slowly, he admired her embarrassment, and when he saw her delicate face unloaded the deliberately unfamiliar coldness, he finally felt a trace of happiness in his heart.

That's how women are cute.

"Didn't anyone teach you?"

The muscular arm stretched out, and it was effortless to forcibly drag her into the car, "It's a foul to ask for half of it." ”

Mingsheng's heartbeat stalled: "I have nothing to exchange with you." ”

Fu Xizhou's gaze on her face always had a bit of sarcasm, as if he was carefully weighing her insignificant worth.

"You're self-aware."

He looked at her beautiful but stubborn face, and sneered, "The two taels of flesh on my body haven't risen much, but the worthless backbone has increased a lot." ”

"You ......"

Mingsheng only felt humiliated, but unfortunately he didn't give her a chance to speak, and stuffed the helmet into her hand, "Don't talk nonsense, put it on." ”

"Are you a robber?"

Ming Sheng couldn't swallow this breath, and while putting on his helmet, he couldn't help but reason with him.

"Knowing that I was a robber, I dared to send it to the door in the first place?"

Mingsheng choked hard and said nothing.

Silently sat in his car, one in front of the other, very close, but not close enough to be safe on the road.

Mingsheng kept a fist away from him in a reserved manner, his hands hanging stubbornly at his sides.

Fu Xizhou lowered his eyes and noticed it, the corners of his mouth pulled coldly, and he didn't urge, just consumed like this.

Anyway, it's not him who is in a hurry, what he has is time.

Unable to hear the sound of the engine for a long time, Mingsheng realized that he was waiting for her to take the initiative, raised his hand with a slightly hot cheek, and circled his waist in a void.

Fu Xizhou urged: "Aren't you afraid of breaking your neck?" ”

Mingsheng gritted his teeth, his hands around his waist tightened, and he looked like he was at home.

Stiffness of the limbs.

Fu Xizhou is almost harsh on his body, maintaining a body fat rate comparable to that of top athletes.

The moment her delicate palm touched his waist and abdomen, memories of the absolute control of this strong body over her came flooding through her consciousness, and she almost forgot to breathe for a moment.

"Bandit leader."

She muttered, hiding her unease in her eyes.

Although Mingsheng's attitude was not very good, she was now in the car, meekly clinging to his broad, hard back, and her hair and skin exuded a fragrant fragrance that could soothe his restlessness.

All of this has relieved Fu Xizhou's restlessness in the past few days.

Not in a hurry, he squinted slightly and took a puff of the cigarette from his fingertips with great enjoyment.

Swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, half of the cigarette butt fell to the ground, drawing a beautiful golden arc and then being crushed by one foot, scattered in the wind.

A handsome face that seemed to be not afraid of the sky and the earth was slightly tilted towards the night sky, and the eyebrows and eyes like knives and axes were deep enough.

It's a pity that Mingsheng sat behind him, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he was young enough, and he was crazy enough-

With a puff of light, the pale gray smoke erupted from his mouth and disappeared into the night, followed by a fluttering question.

"What? Took the initiative to get on my thief ship and wanted to come down again? ”