People in the field went in and out, and no one noticed the pair of teenagers and girls in the corner.

Jing Zheng's sentence can be interpreted no matter how she is, Cheng Wuyi was completely stunned, or Jing Zheng, asked if she was leaving, and then she came back to her senses.

It's almost twelve o'clock, but the street never sleeps.

The night of drunkenness has just begun.

The two walked on the street, and Cheng Wuyi only found out now that Jing Zheng was dressed very formally today, not only wearing a watch, but also a casual suit.

The boy is very tall, he exudes maturity in his gestures, sleek but not sophisticated, and he can make everyone feel sincere.

"My family has a party today, and it's on the opposite building." Jing Zheng pointed to a low building, "I happened to see you sneaking around at the door of the clubhouse here, and I thought you had a conflict with others, so I came down to take a look." ”

Cheng Wuyi looked at that building, which was different from all the buildings on the street, that building was only four floors, and it was a waste on this street where high-rise buildings were full of land. There were not many lights, only on the entrance and the spire on the top floor, there were only a few small but bright light decorations, not even signboards, but there were several foreign-faced security guards standing at the door.

"How do you start a party?" Cheng Wuyi has never participated in a party.

A casual question, but Jing Zheng was speechless for a long time.

"Nothing, just ...... I...... My mom has a birthday. Everyone just has a casual meal. ”

Cheng Wuyi: "What a coincidence. ”

"What coincidence?"

My mom also has a birthday today.

But the girl shook her head and didn't say anything, just said, "I'm sorry for the delay." ”

"I came on my own initiative, what do you apologize for?" The hint in Jing Zheng's words was obvious, "Even if this dish is not served, I will come to save the girl who has gone astray." ”

Cheng Wuyi was even more apologetic: "Then you should hurry back now, maybe you can catch up with the meal." ”

Jing Zheng: "......"

The young man choked, raised his eyebrows and hinted at Cheng Wuyi for a while, and finally simply gave up.

Jing Zheng then looked at his watch and was categorical: "I can't catch up, haven't you eaten yet?" ”

This time, Cheng Wuyi finally understood his expression:

"Shall we ...... Eating together? ”

-

In the urban village near the side of the main road, there is a quick fried shop.

Cheng Wuyi ordered a firewood ravioli, and Jing Zheng asked for a Yangchun noodle.

Cheng Wuyi's hand holding the wallet was a little embarrassed. She has heard Jing Zheng's family conditions mentioned by her classmates, and she doesn't know how it is, but she heard Liu Baichuan complain, saying that Jing Zheng is low-key, and he doesn't call his family to send him to and from school, so that everyone can't appreciate the legendary Yunjia's most expensive serial license plate.

"I don't know if you're used to eating." Cheng Wuyi spoke.

Jing Zheng added a spoonful of chili pepper to the noodles: "You haven't moved your wonton yet, can you give me one." ”

He will not only tell you what he says, but even what he does:

Delicious.

Cheng Wuyi gave Jing Zheng a wonton with a spoon.

The store is noisy, and there are nightclub cafes and social animals who have to work night shifts.

The two chatted with each other.

Cheng Wuyi took a small bite of the wonton and asked, "What's in there...... What does it look like? ”

"Where?" Jing Zheng didn't know if he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, as if he had just reacted, "Oh, you said clubhouse?" ”

"Hmm."

The young man played with the spoon and ate the wonton that Cheng Wuyi gave him, smiling:

"Cheng Wuyi, what are you talking about me?"

“……”

Cheng Wuyi was about to reply, when he heard a sound from outside, "Ah Wu-"

Turning her head, it was Dr. Hu who was treating her eyes in the small clinic.

Dr. Hu took a bowl of fried noodles, sat straight in front of Cheng Wuyi, and smashed the bowl on the table.

"Where have you been in the past few weeks, you little girl, your eyes need to be changed frequently, didn't I tell you? I thought something had happened to you? ”

The fried noodles were sprinkled out of the bowl and ordered on the plastic table, and Cheng Wuyi was a little embarrassed. She caught Jing Zheng's eyes in her peripheral vision, and the young man stopped his chopsticks, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at them like this.

Cheng Wuyi made an excuse: "I've been a little nervous about studying recently. ”

"Is it important to learn or is it important to have eyes?" Dr. Hu is on fire, and when he goes up, he has to pick up Cheng Wuyi's sunglasses.

Jing Zheng stretched out his hand to stop it. He always smiles, and he looks like a warm spring breeze to everyone.

Even included, when he was abusing Zheng Junpeng.

But now, he didn't laugh.

When Jing Zheng is not smiling, the lying silkworm will disappear, and the fierceness in his eyebrows and eyes will all be highlighted.

"Of course, it's the eyes that matter." He relieved Cheng Wuyi.

Doctor Hu glanced at Jing Zheng and blew his beard: "Ah Wu, who is this?" ”

Cheng Wuyi was about to answer.

Jing Zheng knocked on the table with chopsticks, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "The person who can control her." ”

“……”

The clinic was still open, and Dr. Hu took a few mouthfuls of powder and took Cheng Wuyi back to change the dressing.

Because the police had just arrived, the urban village was very quiet, and there were not even a few drunks.

didn't let him see those unbearable and depraved street scenes, Cheng Wuyi suddenly felt lucky.

But she was puzzled by her inexplicable happiness.

She's not someone who cares what anyone thinks.

But perhaps from the moment she saw Jing Zheng at school, she spent her time in speculation and fear.

That's why he cares about what he's thinking.

Jing Zheng also accompanied her to the clinic, but he respected her very much, just stood outside the door and didn't watch her take off her sunglasses and change her dressing.

Dr. Hu removed the gauze from Cheng's eyes and was shocked by her injuries. After carefully cleaning up the ulcers, he scolded her again, telling her to come once a week.

When she went out, Jing Zheng stood in the moonlight and waited for her.

The moonlight made his silhouette more cold and noble.

Seeing Cheng Wuyi, he walked towards her.

"When did the doctor say I'll change the dressing next time?"

Cheng Wuyi held the aching ice cubes: "Next Friday." ”

"Then school is out next Friday, so let's come together."

Cheng Wuyi's voice suddenly raised: "I'll just come by myself, don't bother you, squad leader." ”

Jing Zheng sighed, took the ice cube in her hand, and put it on Cheng Wuyi's face like a mischief.

"Do you really think I care about you because I'm the squad leader?"

The burning sensation on his cheeks was instantly relieved by the ice will.

"Cheng Wuyi." He called her as if to steal all her attention and energy.

"Huh?"

They looked at each other.

The ice pack melted, and tiny droplets of water flowed down the girl's slender neck into her sweatshirt like a silver thread.

She heard him say—

"Listen, I'm not asking for your opinion."

-

After sending Cheng Wuyi to the intersection of her house, Jing Zheng returned to Arbor.

In the dark building, when the waiter saw him, he immediately stepped forward to open the door and said respectfully to the young master.

The elevator went directly to the top floor, and Jing Zheng pushed the door in.

It's almost twelve o'clock, and the party is at its climax.

The whole floor is filled with the smell of roses and irises. On the high platform in the middle, Xu Yanzhi is making a wish in front of a two-meter-high cake, Jingfeng is standing behind her, holding a glass of champagne, and there are several cameramen below who are taking pictures of them.

The host livened up the atmosphere on the side, said some old-fashioned auspicious words, and announced that the group would not only hold a collection exhibition, but also set up a foundation in the name of Mrs. Jing to fund those poor students with excellent character and learning.

Jing Zheng leaned against the wall, looking at the scene in front of him, and was so bored that he pushed his cheeks.

Someone in the audience applauded and whispered.

"The chairman's wife is so beautiful."

"It's just that face, can it not be beautiful?"

"Huh? But doesn't it mean that our lady is an EMBA from Yunjia University? ”

"It's just a gilded gimmick, how do you think they met, that Xu ...... Hey, lean your ears a little bit...... I used to be a stripper and dealer in a Macau casino......"

Hearing too many similar words, Jing Zheng rubbed his ears and went to the wine table to get a glass of sparkling water.

When cousin Jing Zhen saw him, she hurriedly stepped on high heels: "Where did you die just now, don't you have to go on stage later?" It's not that you don't know that your dad hates people in trouble the most, and I'm looking for you in a hurry! ”

Jing Zheng drank all the sparkling water and played with the goblet senselessly: "Teasing the kitten." ”

"Do you like cats? Haven't said that before? Jing Zhen will be mistaken, "If you like it, my sister will buy you one." ”

Jing Zheng smiled: "No need." ”

"How can you not use it?" Jing Zhen was not happy, "What do you like?" Siamese or Muppet? ”

"I like to be good."

"Okay, then one day my sister will go to the cattery and pick one for you——"

"You can't buy it."

Jing Zhen had to continue, and as the lights turned on, Jing Zheng put down his wine glass and walked to the front of the stage.

When Xu Yanzhi looked at Jing Zheng coming over, he took out a twelve-point smile and faced him.

The young man's face was equally bright, and the two of them pressed against their cheeks. Jing Zheng took out a gift box from his suit: "Mom, happy birthday, goddess mother will always stay young." ”

Xu Yanzhi took it and opened the gift box, without the slightest unnaturalness, and some tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Thank you, son."

The host was lively on the stage, and Xu Yanzhi was surrounded by Jingfeng Jingzheng, looking like a perfect and harmonious family of three.

After the birthday celebration, there was an after party, Jing Feng hadn't seen Jing Zheng for a long time, and when he got off the stage, he stopped Jing Zheng who was in a hurry to leave.

"Your mom has a birthday today, and you're not coming home today?"

The middle-aged man is handsome, only a little similar to Jing Zheng, and the superior is full of momentum.

Jing Zheng didn't look at him: "Dad, I have to go to school tomorrow." ”

Jingfeng was dissatisfied: "Can't the family send you?" This is not an excuse. ”

Xu Yanzhi hurriedly came over to play the round: "Xiao Zheng is used to living over there, besides, it's not convenient to run back and forth." She wore a dress that showed off her figure, patted Jingfeng's back gently, and asked, "Xiao Zheng, did you eat the cake that your mother made for you last summer?" ”

Jing Zheng snorted.

Xu Yanzhi immediately said: "There was something in the company that day, and the drivers at home went out, so I could have called them back, but I was thinking about the summer at that time, so why make them hard." So I called a courier, and it's good for you to receive it. ”

Jing Zheng sighed: "The driver takes the money to do things, doesn't he?" I think the little girl who delivers the cake is also very hard. ”

Xu Yan choked and said of course it was. She immediately proposed to order a new suit for Jing Zheng, Jing Zheng just listened, no matter what she said, until she couldn't say any more greetings, she calmly left the table.

I kept smiling the whole time, and I didn't even forget to wish her a happy 36th birthday again when I left.

is different from the typical stepmother-son relationship mode, Jing Zheng does not have the stubbornness and rebellion that he should have at this age, he respects Xu Yanzhi enough on the surface, and is actually cold enough. Xu Yanzhi has been actively preparing for pregnancy in recent years, but at present, Jing Zheng is still Jingfeng's only child.

Speaking of which, although Jingfeng introduced her as his wife, this kind of family is very shrewd, and they have not registered it legally.

However, a small scale of publicity is already a great gift for her.

She served Jingfeng carefully, to be sensible and docile, and did not dare to make any excessive demands. So when she sent a cake to Jing Zheng that day, even if the driver at home was not there, she didn't dare to say half a word, preferring to send the courier there.

What's more, if Jing Zheng saw that it was the driver or servant of the family, he might not give face at all, and the cake might not be delivered to the family home.

She wanted to please Jing Zheng, but she couldn't even touch Jing Zheng's preferences.

Looking out from the top floor of Arbor, Xu Yanzhi hugged his arms and looked at the erosive golden light of the low-level clubhouse opposite, trembling all over.

In her hand, it was a birthday gift from Jing Zheng.

One, a blood-stained razor blade.

She secretly vowed not to live like before, no matter what she sacrificed, she would hold on to everything now.

-

At one o'clock in the morning, Jing Zheng returned to his home in the affiliated courtyard of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Huang Mao urged him several times on WeChat, telling him to play games online.

Jing Zheng replied: [I want to feed the cat. 】

Yellow Hair: [????? 】

Huang Mao: [You have a cat? Can you give me a better reason, you say it again. 】

Jing Zheng: [Again.] 】

Yellow Hair: ...... Fuck me.

Jing Zheng lives on the first floor, and next door is an old couple who retired from the Academy of Fine Arts and has an orange cat.

The orange cat would sometimes turn into his yard in the middle of the night to forage for food, and with the consent of the old couple, Jing Zheng bought a bag of cat food, and when the kitten came to the house, he would feed him.

Jing Zheng walked out with cat food.

Actually, what's wrong with that kind of club?

Huang Mao's vocational schools often go to play with men and women, and even Yunjia No. 1 Middle School has a few students who are frequent visitors. The whole street is surnamed Jing, and no one knows better than Jing Zheng that this kind of business that can be put on the table to see the light is all left over from being played in secret, no matter how pickled it is, it is innocent, and it will enter the stream no matter how much it is not in the stream.

But she's so clean.

But she believed everything he said.

Fooling a timid country girl doesn't really give you much of a sense of accomplishment.

But the more she dodged, the more he wanted to get closer.

He loved to look at her, afraid of him, and probing what he looked like.

Like, he always likes to see that look of fear on people's faces.

Even if he secretly felt that this pleasure had a price.

If you tease for a long time, you will always be bitten.

But maybe what he was looking forward to was the moment when he was bitten.

Jing Zheng thought, shouted Mimi in his mouth, and opened the courtyard door.

Windy.

The vines on the fence shook slightly, the blood soaked the earth, the sycamores were sparse, and the air still had the faint fragrance of evening laurel.

In the nursery in the middle of the backyard, the orange cat was disemboweled,

Thrown in the moonlight.