The Love of My Life: The Deep Fall of the Chief

He Xiaoran lives far away from the urban area, so the price is relatively good. Those who live in the urban area for work can only live in the basement, which is cool in winter and warm in summer, and sometimes it leaks.

Usually at this time, people who come back from overtime work will be exhausted, crowded on the bus with no seats, wobbly, bumps and bumps are inevitable.

He Xiaoran only regarded herself as someone standing beside her, because the bump of the bus bumped her, but soon she noticed something was wrong.

Because the person who just touched him leaned his whole body against her, and even kept rubbing against her.

Through Xia Tian's thin clothes, He Xiaoran could even feel the scorching heat on his skin and the subtle odor that penetrated his nostrils.

She raised her head vigilantly, and saw a man wearing a black mask, the wretchedness in his eyes was clearly visible, squinting at her.

And his buttocks kept rubbing against He Xiaoran's shoulders, and when He Xiaoran moved in, he leaned in. Through the brown pants, He Xiaoran could even clearly see his body. Tents pitched high in front.

Seeing that He Xiaoran found him, the man didn't panic, he was obviously a habitual offender.

The people in the car were crowded, and everyone was only thinking about their own affairs. No one found out, or someone found out, but they didn't intend to meddle in their own business.

He Xiaoran only felt something in his throat and wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Feeling terribly nervous, he kept pushing towards the window until his whole body was pressed against the window.

He Xiaoran wanted to yell, but suddenly he didn't know what to yell, or to whom.

In such a chaotic society, would anyone really come out to meddle in their own business?

It is reported in the news every day. In today's society, everyone is in danger. One thing more is worse than one thing less. If it was me in the past, I would definitely stand up when I encountered such a thing, but I am afraid that I will hesitate now.

Seeing her like this, that person was even more aggressive. Obviously, he had already figured out the thinking of people nowadays. Even if he was caught, few people would be willing to meddle in their own business, and he would still be able to escape unscathed.

He had already raised his hand to touch his pants, and He Xiaoran could even hear the slight groans from under his mask.

Feeling the churning in his stomach stronger and stronger, his brain seemed to explode, and he couldn't bear it anymore, He Xiaoran pushed him violently, and shouted: "Help!"

After shouting, she hugged her head, huddled on the seat, not daring to look up, big tears rolled down from her wide-open eyes.

I just pray in my heart, hoping to meet a good person who can save her from the fire.

I don't know if God heard her prayer and actually sent a man to save her.

The moment He Xiaoran finished speaking, a man in black and a mask squeezed through the crowd and rushed towards him.

The crowd was frightened, and consciously moved out of an open space with He Xiaoran as the center. The man grabbed the wretched man's arm, and the wretched man grinned in pain when he heard a click, "Oh, brother, spare me, brother, spare me."

The man didn't answer, and didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy. He just elbowed him on the back and pressed him to the ground, "Tell me, do you want the left hand or the right hand?"

The driver noticed that the situation behind him was wrong, and wanted to pull over to stop, but the man in black yelled: "Don't stop, keep driving."

I don't know if he was shocked by his aura, but the driver really didn't dare to stop.

And the wretched man who was trampled on the ground was trembling all over, damn it, he was really unlucky, he had a hard time today, and now he didn't even have a chance to get out of the car and escape.

He Xiaoran, who was curled up in his seat, felt that the voice of the man who appeared suddenly was somewhat familiar. When he looked up, even though he was wearing a mask and dressed a little differently, He Xiaoran could still recognize Luoyang at a glance.

The teeth that bit his lower lip were trembling, and fear and embarrassment flooded his heart for a while.

Why is it Luoyang?The person she didn't want to be seen in such a mess was Luoyang.

He Xiaoran always wanted to prove to Luoyang that he was living a good life, and that without Luoyang, he would eat and drink and play as much as he wanted, but when he was in danger, he never expected to rely on Luoyang to stand up.

But why Luoyang is here, is it a coincidence, or?

Seeing that the wretched man didn't answer, Luo Yang didn't say much. He stepped on his arm and twisted it vigorously. There was a click, and the wretched man let out a howl like a pig being killed.

The people around immediately talked about it, but no one stepped forward to say anything.

"It's just a lesson. If there is another time, your hands may not be the only ones that will be destroyed."

Luoyang is cold and cold. In this hot and dry weather, it seems that a high-power air conditioner is turned on, making people cool from head to toe.

The next stop will arrive soon, and it is the destination where He Xiaoran will get off the bus.

Ignoring the wretched man who was lying on the ground and being pointed at by everyone, Luo Yang grabbed He Xiaoran's waist and took her limp out of the carriage with half support and half hug.

After getting out of the car, there were still a few hundred meters away from the entrance of the community. Regardless of He Xiaoran's struggle, Luoyang picked her up and strode towards the community.

Luo Yang's strength was already enormous, and He Xiaoran was frightened just now, so he was powerless to fight him at this moment, so he had to let him carry him upstairs.

Huddled in his arms, fingernails tightly pressed into the palm of his hand, digging out traces of blood, but He Xiaoran didn't notice it, just bit his lip and asked, "Why did you appear on the bus?"

Could it be that Luoyang has been following her these days?

Luo Yang didn't hide it, and said directly: "I don't trust you, I have been sitting not far behind you for the past few days, but you didn't notice it."

Sure enough, it was no coincidence.

Working overtime so late every day, He Xiaoran sternly rejected Luoyang's request to send her home. On the one hand, she was afraid of being bumped into by Lu Siyuan, and on the other hand, she really didn't want to be alone with Luoyang.

But I didn't expect that Luoyang had been quietly following her these days, accompanying her on the bus.

No wonder Luo Yang rushed up just after she yelled.

"Why didn't I see you at the site?" He Xiaoran asked. Although Luoyang was dressed in a low-key manner, she had always been keen on observation.

At the company's site, she had never seen a person in such a costume get on the bus.

"It's very simple, you will take the last bus every day, and I will drive to the next station and wait." Luo Yang seemed to be saying something very natural, as if he should have done this in the first place.

No wonder, no wonder I never noticed that such a person was always following behind me.

Based on He Xiaoran's familiarity with Luoyang, no matter how Luoyang dresses up, as long as she gets on the bus under He Xiaoran's nose, she will always recognize it, so Luoyang chooses to get on the bus at the stop before her.

No wonder, he would leave a little earlier than himself every day.

These days, Luoyang has been like this, getting on the bus at the company site every day, getting off after her, watching her go upstairs, and finally taking a taxi back?
At this moment, He Xiaoran suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

But no matter what, he could never pick up this relationship again.

At the door, Luoyang did not let her down, but stretched out his hand from under her to skillfully press the combination lock.

"you……"

He Xiaoran couldn't help but wonder at his skillful movements.

"It's been so many years, I'm still used to using my birthday as my password, it hasn't changed at all." Luo Yang said as he opened the door.

He Xiaoran suddenly felt scared for a while. This man really knew him too well. He even wondered whether Luoyang would come in and out of his home like this when he was not at home.

Then when he came back with him for the first time, why did he squat at the door and smoke alone instead of opening the door and going in?
When Luoyang entered the door, He Xiaoran gently placed He Xiaoran on the sofa, turned on the water dispenser, and stood aside with a cup, waiting to pour hot water for her.

"It's okay, do you want to buy some shock pills for you?" After a while, the water boiled, Luo Yang said while receiving the water.

"No, it's not that fragile." He Xiaoran moved his body, hugged a pillow embroidered with skulls on the sofa, and said with his head bowed.

"You live alone, won't you be afraid of a few such pillows every day?" Luo Yang had already filled the water, put it on the table in front of her, and asked while sitting on the soft stool beside him.

He Xiaoran was not pretentious, took a sip of the water Luoyang handed over, and said slowly: "There is nothing to be afraid of, there are only skeletons left, and the real scary ones are those living people with flesh and blood."

Luo Yang knew that He Xiaoran was mocking himself, so he smiled self-deprecatingly and nodded: "You are right."

"I'll drive you in the future, don't be stubborn." Luo Yang put his arms on his knees and looked at her sideways.

He Xiaoran swallowed the water in his mouth: "No need, I just need to be more careful in the future, and you don't want to follow me anymore."

Although she was still afraid for a while when thinking about what happened today, but when she thought about the pair of eyes staring at her all these days behind her, she couldn't help but feel even more creepy.

Luo Yang didn't answer her, but changed the subject, "By the way, about the design drawing, how is the drawing going?"

As soon as He Xiaoran mentioned this, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

She has really tried her best. She has been staying up late lately and she is almost in shock. She also has a stomach problem and needs to take painkillers every now and then, but she just can't draw.

She doesn't have the talent of Luoyang, and she hasn't touched this thing for a long time. If you want to say that the general design drawings are definitely no problem, but An Chengxi is determined to make things difficult for herself. Also to no avail.

Do you really want to ask Luoyang?impossible.

Is that to watch He Yuzhi give a hand?No, she can't.

　
Gritting her teeth, "Isn't it time yet?" She insisted.