Deliberately Contaminated

Mingshuang is now entering Jiang Huai's house, somewhat like entering his own home.

She was very comfortable, and even rushed in front of Jiang Huai to enter the door, and the boy was left behind by her.

He closed the door, the interior furnishings were still simple, the girl stood in the living room, brushing the curtains open. The sun shone in, the snow stopped, she stood in the sun, her hair was reflected into fluffy gold.

This house is very old. The lead-grey exterior walls and the dark memories of Jiang Huai's childhood seem to be related to this house. He used to think it was hideous, rotten and ugly. However, when Mingshuang stood here, he looked at it and felt that the whole room was lit up.

"I want to stay for dinner." Mingshuang sat on his sofa and took a drink from his water glass, "Jiang Huai, can you cook?"

I have only eaten a bowl of longevity noodles made by him before, and I don't know how Jiang Huai's cooking skills are.

He said, "Yes."

Mingshuang took off her scarf. Bake your own hands by the stove. The snow stopped outside and the sun was falling, but the temperature was still not high and the wind was blowing. Jiang Huai put on his coat again and took the key.

Seeing Jiang Huai going out, Mingshuang asked, "What are you doing?"

"Buy something." If Mingshuang was staying for dinner.

He eats alone and has very low requirements for food. He can do whatever he wants, but Mingshuang is different.

Mingshuang immediately stood up, "I want to go with you."

Jiang Huai, "…"

There is a large shopping mall nearby. Mingshuang used to go to shopping malls, and only looked at the food, drink and entertainment area, or to buy clothes and accessories. Look.

"what is this?"

Jiang Huai said, "Yam."

"What about this?"

"Huaishan."

Mingshuang said, "Isn't it exactly the same?"

Many of the foods, the eldest lady has only seen them after they have been cooked, and don't even know how they looked when they were fresh.

Jiang Huai answered very seriously. He asked her what she liked to eat and took it. Mingshuang has always been that you treat me well, so I treat you with a good character, and immediately reciprocated and asked Jiang Huai, "Then what do you like to eat? I'll get it for you."

Jiang Huai was silent for a moment.

He doesn't really seem to have any food preferences.

Because of his childhood life, he rarely made demands of others, relying on others, and a child from such a background has no qualifications to choose the food he likes. In addition, he was originally born with a dull personality and low desires, including his appetite. Over time, he felt the same about everything he ate.

Mingshuang doesn't believe it, how can people not have something they like. She held corn in her left hand and potatoes in her right hand. She insisted that Jiang Huai choose one she liked better, or she would not continue.

The boy was silent for a long time, then pointed to the left, Mingshuang then put the corn into the shopping cart with satisfaction, "Okay, I still like this, remember, I will buy it for you next time."

"Jiang Huai, you are so skilled." She followed behind him, seeing everything new.

He even felt that Jiang Huai's appearance at the moment was very novel, quite a novelty of seeing a fairy come down to the earth to wash hands and make soup. However, Jiang Huai did everything like this, and was very focused and conscientious.

Jiang Huai didn't feel anything at first, but she kept looking at her with burning eyes, but she also saw that her back was a little stiff. Recently, there have been more and more times like this. Every time she approached, he couldn't hold back.

Jiang Huai pushed the shopping cart, Mingshuang walked aside, and the two bumped into a girl head-on.

Mingshuang saw her face clearly and was surprised, "Lin Qingxiao?"

It was indeed Lin Qingxiao. She was alone, carrying a shopping basket. She looked slightly haggard, with pale complexion and dark circles under her eyes. Overall, she was in a much worse state of mind than when she met in a restaurant that day.

Even when Mingshuang called her name, she was stunned for a moment, and then she realized, "Mingshuang?"

She immediately saw the young man beside her, her eyes stunned. Jiang Huai's expression was light, and he didn't mean to introduce himself to her. In front of outsiders, he was originally a very cold personality, so Lin Qingxiao asked, "Your boyfriend?"

"No." Mingshuang said.

"Where's your boyfriend? Not with you?" Then, she saw Lin Qingxiao's eyes dimmed instantly.

She knew that Lin Qingxiao's appearance was probably because of Jiang Qianzhang.

In the rest area of ​​the supermarket, Mingshuang went to buy two cups of hot cocoa and came back and handed a cup to her.

Seeing Lin Qingxiao's appearance, Mingshuang couldn't help it, "You can break it up with him earlier."

She has nothing to say about her boyfriend who can't speak ill of her to others.

"Don't you know, does he change his girlfriend every few weeks? His temper is so bad, he bullies others, and he is ignorant." Mingshuang said, "This kind of garbage, you should pay attention to what he does."

Everyone thought that they could make the prodigal son come back and become his last.

When Jiang Qianzhang confessed to her at that time, Lin Qingxiao also thought the same.

Her eyes were a little red, and it really was a quarrel with Jiang Qianzhang. She bumped into him and the girl, and went up to question him. Jiang Qianzhang thought he was being humiliated in front of his brother and was furious with her. The two quarreled like this, and then , he walked away and never contacted Lin Qingxiao again.

No calls, no text messages.

Mingshuang knew that Lin Qingxiao had a younger brother in her family. Her family was in business, and she still had some outdated concepts. Lin Qingxiao needed to rely on her own ability to fight for her share.

Mingshuang said, "You are now in the critical period of applying for a school, what are you arguing with him? Have you got your TOEFL score? Has the average score been raised?"

Jiang Qianzhang is the only child, so he can inherit a lot of family property, and he can afford it, but Lin Qingxiao is at a critical period in his life, so why waste his energy on such a scumbag.

"Next time, look for a first love." Mingshuang didn't know how to comfort others, so she just said her thoughts directly, "Don't worry about this kind of dirty man."

"Yeah." Lin Qingxiao sniffed, broke into a smile, and slowly began to figure it out.

Mingshuang doesn't comfort people, she speaks very straight and poisonous.

But Lin Qingxiao didn't need the comfort of those people, and after talking to her, she immediately felt much better.

She drank hot cocoa and looked much better.

Jiang Huai happened to return from the checkout, Mingshuang stood up, and was also ready to say goodbye to Lin Qingxiao and leave.

"He and Qian Zhang seem to be a bit similar." Staring at Jiang Huai's face, Lin Qingxiao couldn't help but say.

She seemed to put it down too, and added, "A lot more handsome than him."

Mingshuang really couldn't see it, "Where does it look like."

After saying this, Mingshuang suddenly remembered that Jiang Huai and Jiang Qianzhang, plus Xu Duanduan, were the second person to say they looked alike.

Jiang's surname is not uncommon, but it is by no means a popular surname. On closer inspection, the two names are even somewhat similar. Huai and Zhang are both tree names. Mingshuang knew that the Jiang family also had a son named Jiang Rucong.

Mingshuang couldn't help but ask, "Jiang Huai, what is the origin of your name?"

Jiang Huai's footsteps slowed down. After a while, he answered in a low voice, "Because there is a locust tree in front of the house."

Mingshuang, "…"

So sloppy.

However, when she remembered her name, she was almost sloppy, because the night she was born fell into a frost, so she simply called Mingshuang. Mingxiao's name, after all, has an allusion to Fengxiaoxiaoxi and Yi Shuihan.

She couldn't help laughing out loud, and muttered to herself, "I must be more careful in naming my child in the future."

Jiang Huai's footsteps were stagnant, he didn't know what to think, and the back of his ears burned red.

Mingshuang followed Jiang Huai with her hands behind her back.

Just after walking out of the mall, Mingshuang saw the sign under the neon light across the square.

She became interested and pulled the corner of the boy's clothes, "Jiang Huai, you accompany me out to play this."

"We've put things away, let's play this, okay?"

The eldest lady's interest came very quickly, and once the interest came, she immediately threw away the original plan and must do what she wanted to do. Many people around her were tortured by her character that she said would change.

"Jiang Huai, okay? I want to go." She pulled the corner of his clothes and looked up at him, her voice soft and tender.

When she asked for something, she always called him by his first name. On the contrary, at other times, he would deliberately use those titles to call him.

Of course he couldn't refuse.

It is a newly built ghost-themed escape room, and the posters outside are very scary and imagery.

Jiang Huai came back from buying the tickets and saw Mingshuang looking at the poster wholeheartedly, and suddenly remembered the movie ticket stubs she posted in the circle of friends that day, as well as the intimate photo of her and the man.

There was unspeakable bitterness in his heart, he didn't say a word, and saw Mingshuang raise his bright eyes to look at him.

"Jiang Huai, are you afraid?" She stood on tiptoe, whispered in his ear, the air was warm, and vowed, "Don't worry, I will protect you."

"If you're afraid, grab my hand," she said.

She took a few steps back and seemed very serious, looking innocent and charming.

The boy just smiled slightly. Although it was fleeting, Jiang Huai smiled very nicely, Mingshuang couldn't help but glance at it a few more times, he said, "Okay."

A group of six people escaped from the room, only Mingshuang was a girl, and the others seemed to have come together, probably as college students. Mingshuang was so beautiful that the boys couldn't help but glanced at him a few more times until they saw Jiang Huaihou on the side.

Mingshuang was reading the project introduction carefully and didn't pay attention to these people at all.

Jiang Huai noticed it, and quietly covered her behind him, keeping her possessiveness undisguised.

Several people have a number in their hearts, it is estimated that it is a couple.

After entering the secret room, Mingshuang walked beside Jiang Huai and couldn't help muttering, "Jiang Huai, do you feel that it is getting colder and colder?"

Or is it her psychological effect?

In the past, Ming Xiao laughed at her, saying that she was a typical example of being too cheap and too timid to walk at night. They were a group of six, Mingshuang didn't dare to go to the front or the back, and only dared to walk beside Jiang Huai.

He is quiet, but has a surprisingly good logic and memory.

Deciphering was made easy along the way, except for those scary props, the script became boring.

"Brother, have you played this book before?" A boy couldn't help but asked Jiang Huai secretly, "And then brought your girlfriend to play?"

Did you come over to explore the way ahead of time, and then wanted to show it to your girlfriend.

In reality, it was the first time he had met a handsome guy like Jiang Huai, but he never thought that such a handsome boy would need such a scheming to chase his girlfriend.

Jiang Huai was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "No." I don't know what he was denying.

When walking through a morgue, the surrounding lights flickered, and suddenly it went dark. Mingshuang felt as if something cold fell on her shoulder. She was terrified, grabbed his hand and screamed. Said, "Jiang Huai!"

She was so frightened that her hands and feet were cold. For the first time, she felt that Jiang Huai's fingers were so warm.

Fortunately, Jiang Huai held her hand back in time, and he was still quiet, not frightened by these things at all.

It gave her a lot of courage.

After all, Jiang Huai is not afraid, how could she be afraid, she even said that she wanted to protect him.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the morgue, there is still a long corridor, painted with strange-shaped monsters and ghosts, and surrounded by continuous three-dimensional surround sound, telling the story of the unjust souls who died tragically in this well 300 years ago.

The arrogant eldest lady was frightened, she couldn't walk, she took the boy's hand, and her voice trembled, "Can you ask someone to remove these?"

The world suddenly went dark, and her eyes were covered.

The boy's slender fingers gently covered Mingshuang's eyes.

The good smell on his body also shrouded him. It was a faint fragrance, which was very reassuring.

Mingshuang's whole body became quiet. Immediately, Jiang Huai let go of his hand, Mingshuang closed his eyes consciously, and was held by him, and walked out of the room.

"Okay," he said softly, releasing his fingers.

Mingshuang finally came out when she saw the dazzling sunlight outside.

Jiang Huai bought her a hot drink and came back. Mingshuang took a few sips and felt that she had finally returned to the world. Immediately, the eldest lady's dignity also returned, she rubbed her toes on the ground, grinned, and didn't look at Jiang Huai, "Actually, I was not feeling well just now."

Unexpectedly, he asked seriously, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

She got angry, "It's not comfortable anywhere, it's better now."

"It's not scary or fun, and I won't come again next time." The eldest lady kicked a small stone on the side of the road.

Jiang Huai just looked at her quietly, and the corners of her lips curved slightly, "Okay."

By the time the two returned home, it was time for the lights to go up.

Jiang Huai put the ingredients he bought in the kitchen, and when he came out to look, Mingshuang was already asleep.

She was tired from playing, went to a warm and reassuring place, sat on the sofa, and sent a few messages to someone, she felt tired, and fell asleep so defenselessly.

In his house, when alone with him.

As the boy approached, Mingshuang was still unaware, the girl's pale face was rosy in sleep, her pink lips moved slightly, and her breath was even.

The little liar was really asleep, with his head tilted, his thick hair wrapped around his thin white neck, and the whole person looked delicate, a small one.

He was heartbroken and sweet.

In four months, she will be gone. It will never belong to him, and she will never stay again, leaving as quickly as she suddenly appeared in his life.

In the last rays of the sunset, the shadows slowly overlapped.

The author says:

Xiaohuai whose heart was torn repeatedly.

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