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A few people laughed, talked a few words and then dispersed.
Huihuang belongs to the night, there is an endless stream of cars at the door, and all kinds of people come in and out.
Jiang Xuan stood out of place under the bright tree lights with her schoolbag on her back. She breathed lightly. Because it was too cold, the hot air exhaled became foggy. After a while, she sniffed her nose, and the tip of her nose was a little red.
Yang Jichen was still leaning on the car, he said: "I'll leave after I finish smoking this one."
"profound."
He didn't go to dinner with them, and he didn't know whether it was because he wanted to send her home or he didn't want to go at all.
Jiang Xuan lowered his head and looked at the mottled light and shadow on the ground. It rained too much yesterday, but the ground is still wet today, and the light of neon lights swayed on the thin water.
What a strange day.
Jiang Xuan glanced in his direction, but didn't dare to look up, only seeing his crossed feet.
What a strange man.
Even if Yang Jichen was leaning halfway, he was still much taller than her. He looked down and looked at her with a half-smile.
"what's on your mind?"
"nothing."
Her voice is soft, but clean and crisp, not as sweet as those women, and not as soft and sticky as little girls.
Yang Jichen tilted his head, "Are you thinking, did I see anything I shouldn't have seen last night?"
Jiang Xuan's pupils trembled slightly when he was told about his thoughts.
Yang Jichen put one hand in his pocket and smoked in the other. He bent over and approached her, and said in a low voice, "Guess, do I have one?"
Jiang Xuan raised his head suddenly, and met his bottomless eyes, a few gusts of cold wind blew by, and the cigarette ash on his finger was scattered in the wind.
Some people can understand his character in just a few words, and Yang Jichen is such a person to her.
He is very arrogant and frivolous, but he has the arrogance of capital. In his field, he is the person who stands at the top of the pyramid. Such a person can call the wind and rain with a wave of his hand, and he doesn't pay attention to anything. Just like what Ji Yunxian said, how could a person like him peep.
But if he didn't see anything, but just met her last night, why did he seem to know her a long time ago, and his words were always teasing? Did she provoke him?
If he read it and teased her because he saw her again today, he would really be the local hooligan Jiang Mei said.
But Jiang Xun vaguely felt that he was not that kind of person.
Jiang Xuan asked back: "Do you have any?"
Yang Jishen did not expect that she would throw the question to him.
He straightened up, leaned back on the car again, looked at her calmly, and said, "Look at her back."
Last night was his first day moving into that house, Zhang Jiakai had arranged everything except the broken light in the bedroom, it was as if it was on or off.
The light on the opposite side was bright, coming straight in from the window. He walked to the window and lit a cigarette under the halo of light, who knew that he happened to see something he shouldn't have seen.
She was only wearing a pair of underwear, with her mobile phone tucked over her shoulder, and she was frantically putting on her clothes.
She is very thin, from shoulders to legs, without any fat, and the girl's back is slender and white under the warm yellow light, which reminds him of an oil painting he saw a long time ago.
After he glanced twice, he withdrew his gaze. Just as he turned around, he suddenly remembered something, was startled, then turned his head to look again, staring at her left shoulder for a while, until she finished putting on all her clothes and got under the covers.
The cigarette was in his hand, and he forgot to light it.
When she looked up again, she was only wearing a camisole on her upper body, and she was sitting on the seat with her back to him, as if she was shaving her armpits.
This time he saw clearly that there was indeed a snowflake birthmark on her left shoulder, like a tattoo, a hexagonal snowflake birthmark.
The only feeling at that time was evil.
She just got out of bed when he was surprised.
Yang Jichen put the cigarette between his mouth and lit it. The two of them looked at each other, and then saw that she was like a frightened deer with big wet eyes open, and quickly closed the curtains in panic.
Jiang Xun thought he would answer but didn't read it, but unexpectedly he was very frank, the back view
Naked back?
Jiang Xuan's face was a little hot.
Just looking at her like this, Yang Jichen's face turned red little by little, like clouds slowly being dyed by the setting sun.
There was still a bit of this cigarette left, he took a deep breath, the flame of the cigarette butt flickered on and off, he exhaled a long stream of smoke, and casually crushed the cigarette butt against the edge of the flower bed.
look?, raised the phone and said, "I've already recorded the conversation you had just now. There's also surveillance here. If you don't want to enter the police station, just leave immediately."
The man leaned a little to the side, looked at Jiang Yu behind Yang Jishen and laughed, "Little sister, are you fucking kidding me? Recording? Surveillance? Do you think we are afraid of this thing?"
Jiang Xuan restrained his trembling hands and pressed the play button.
The male voice on the mobile phone was extremely irritable in the empty night¡ª"Fuck|Your mother! Yang Jishen! Fuck|Your mother!"
After playing for more than ten seconds, Jiang Xuan pressed pause and said, "If you don't leave, I will call the police now."
The man leaned in and threatened: "If you dare, I will chop you up when I come out!"
Jiang Xuan pressed the three number keys and pointed the screen at them, "I'll count one, two, three, I'm going to call the police."
The man looked up at the black telephone pole. There seemed to be something square on it. It was too dark for him to see clearly. His eyes glanced at Jiang Yu's mobile phone, and he gritted his teeth.
"Damn it! Wait! Go!"
Those people quickly disappeared into the night, like weasels fleeing in panic.
Jiang Xun swallowed, her mind turned dizzy, as if something tens of thousands of catties was pressing on her chest, her ears were buzzing, and every bone in her body was shaking.
She chattered her upper and lower teeth, looked at Yang Jichen, "Theywill they come back?"
Half of his body was exposed in the darkness and half of his body was exposed under the street lamps. His deep eyes had not faded from their sharpness, and he just stared straight at her.
After a while, he laughed lowly, his voice was still lazy, "You are quite brave."
Yang Jichen glanced at the small box on the top, "Isn't that surveillance?"
"Um¡¡"
The man beside him smiled slightly.
Jiang Xun didn't know where his courage came from. The more he thought about it, the more he felt scared, his lips gradually dried up, and his eyes were a little wet.
Yang Jishen suppressed his smile, looked down at her, and said, "They won't come back."
He was very confident and sure, and Jiang Yan believed it almost without thinking. She seemed to feel the same way deep down in her heart, and those people would not come back.
It wasn't until Jiang Xuan's wildly beating heart stabilized that the man leaned over, approached her, and said in a low voice, "Even if I come back, I can send them to see Lord Hades."
His voice was deep and arrogant, and those eyes were darker than the night, revealing a power, and it seemed that this power made him wanton.
Jiang Xuan looked at him dully.
Her complexion is not very good, her thin lips are slightly parted, her eyes are watery, and she looks silly.
Yang Jishen rubbed her head twice with his big palm, a little forcefully, "Okay, let's go back."
Jiang Xuan walked forward slowly with trembling legs, the cold wind whistling through the cracks in the forest, and the wet road under his feet.
Jiang Xuan was still in fear, and kept repeating the scene just now in his mind, and heard footsteps behind him in a trance.
Her heart skipped a beat and she was stuck like a wooden man.
The footsteps behind also stopped, followed by a low and lazy man's voice, "What are you doing in a daze?"
Ohit's him
Jiang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back at him.
He pushed the locomotive and walked slowly. This man even walked with a bit of frivolity.
This night there is no faint moonlight, no warm wind, only potholed rain roads and thick clouds and fog.
Her heart was lifted high, and then fell to the ground safely. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com