Deliberately Contaminated

The scene was deadlocked, singing was still being heard in the Qing Bar, and the street was bustling, but at the moment it was terribly quiet.

All eyes fell on Mingshuang. A bar, a bar at night, a place where ambiguity and gossip are concentrated.

An Yi clenched the guitar behind his back with his fingers, a little cramped. His life was simple and regular, and it was the first time he was involved in this situation.

Mingshuang noticed, she looked back at him, and said in a soothing tone, "What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid."

An Yi said softly, "I'm not afraid."

Jiang Huai looked at them quietly. When he was quiet, his demeanor was extremely cold, and his beautiful eyes were tired and alienated. In the past, he was originally a statue of a ruthless beauty on a high shrine that was looked up to by everyone.

Mingshuang pulled him into the dust of this world and dyed him a color that belonged only to her.

He remembered that Mingshuang treated him the same way at the beginning, showing his tenderness to him, showing his beauty, and letting him see her in his eyes, and then she was filled with her alone, but now, she did the same, in front of his Face this with another boy.

That boy was vaguely similar to him.

- "I like you at fifteen." He remembered that Xu Tianbai had said it before.

this type.

What I like is not him, not a man named "Jiang Huai", but just one of thousands of such types.

Mingshuang gave birth to a delicate and beautiful face, and at any time, she would never be embarrassed or sullen. She turned to look at Jiang Huai, her face did not smile, but she did not feel guilty at all, "You came to me? Why didn't you come to me earlier? Call ahead?"

This is her first question.

"Jiang Huai, how did you know I was here?"

This is her second question.

She knew that Jiang Huai had a way to find her, so when she went on a trip with them, he could arrange everything perfectly, considering every little detail she couldn't think of, one day Jiang Huai would use these thoughts to deal with her, Can she beat Jiang Huai?

This is where she has always been dissatisfied with Jiang Huai. Sometimes she really prefers him to be a little stupid, a little stupid. It is enough to have this beautiful skin. If she is sensible and obedient, she will treat him well and like him.

But Jiang Huai's ability is far beyond her imagination, but because he is willing to follow her in front of him and give priority to everything she wants, there is no conflict between them, but what about the future and the future? Can he guarantee that this will always be the case?

Mingshuang is a person who likes to take the initiative in her own hands. Many times, she often feels an uncontrollable illusion towards Jiang Huai. Mingshuang still remembers the scars on his wrist.

She can't handle this man. She felt that it was a mistake that she would fall in love with Jiang Huai, except for that beautiful face, he was not suitable for her anywhere else.

Jiang Huai's voice was soft and hoarse, "Because you didn't answer my call."

Mingshuang pursed her lips. When she was playing, she was really too lazy to answer other people's phone calls, but before chasing Jiang Huai, she would answer his phone calls.

"I want to see you." He stared straight at her with black eyes, ignoring An Yi who was behind her indifferently.

Lin Xu's brain paralyzed by alcohol only became sober at this time. He raised his tongue, "Ah, you guys, do you know each other?" He wanted to ask what their relationship was, but he couldn't say it. Offended Mingshuang.

Mingshuang turned her face away, completely indifferent.

Jiang Huai had already stepped forward and pinched her wrist without much effort.

The girl's wrist was slender and white, and his cold fingers brushed her wrist lightly, rubbing the protruding wrist bone, and then he could barely feel a sense of reality.

Mingshuang didn't disappear, nothing evaporated, no matter what, at least she was still by his side.

However, after she got used to her more intimate behavior towards him, it was not enough just like drinking poison to quench her thirst.

"What are you doing?" Mingshuang didn't shake him off, but she became stubborn, "Jiang Huai, do you want to control me?"

"I don't like being controlled." She became angry, and she said nothing, choosing the most ruthless and most stabbed words, "Do I have to report to you when I come out to play and drink? Do you think you are My who?"

This sentence really hurts, especially just a week ago, they were so close, she treated him sweetly, like the most intimate couple in the world.

Jiang Huai's face was pale, he didn't answer, just looked at the man behind her and asked softly, "Do you like him?"

I was tired of him and found a new love, so I was so indifferent to him.

An Yi behind her was a little embarrassed, "I didn't know you had a boyfriend. I'll delete your WeChat when I go back."

Mingshuang turned her head to look at him. She was always eloquent, "Why delete it? If you have a boyfriend, do you have to delete all friends of the opposite **** on your phone in the future?"

Jiang Huai's possessiveness is too strong. She used to be annoyed by this, but she didn't catch him at that time. The so-called distance creates beauty. Now she can't stand it anymore. Desire, be the underground boyfriend she needs from each other.

She could see that Jiang Huai wanted her surroundings to be clean, preferably without a man, only him in her heart, but is this possible? Impossible, she is used to being free and loose, and it is impossible to bow her head like this for a person.

Mingshuang is eighteen years old this year. She has been a daughter of heaven since she was a child. Everyone follows her will, even in front of Jiang Huai. Except for the first part, she took the initiative to chase Jiang Huai, and later, she caught Jiang Huai. Later, it was he who was obedient to her and gave her the utmost connivance.

She felt that her freedom was under control, and her tenderness towards him disappeared in an instant, like an irritated little lion, her hair stood on end, full of anger.

In front of everyone, she suddenly turned around, opened the bar door, and then pulled An Yi in, shoved his guitar off her shoulders, "You're right here, continue to sing to me. "

Everyone in the bar was watching them, watching the farce.

An Yi was very uneasy, he didn't move, bit his lip and didn't listen to Ming Shuang.

"You sing a song, I'll give you ten thousand, and I'll give it now." Mingshuang said, "Do you sing?"

She just wanted to show Jiang Huai a little color, let him know how unreasonable it is to want to monopolize her, let him give up this idea and obediently return to his rightful place, then she can choose to forgive him.

There was an uproar in the audience, this little girl looked young, charming and beautiful, but she was so generous.

The lights in the bar were blurry and dim, and all eyes of men and women were on her.

An Yitai needed the money, he bit his lip, and finally came to the stage, his slender fingers plucked the guitar, and the clean and moist baritone sounded in the bar.

Mingshuang sat under the stage and looked at him, and said to the bartender, "You have the most expensive wine here."

"Remember his performance." She pointed to An Yi on the stage again, "Remember to give him a commission, otherwise I won't come again next time."

She threw out a black card with a logo everyone knew.

Feng Yuan, the owner of the bar, was also harassed, knocked on the bartender's head, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up."

Facing Mingshuang, she put on a smile, "Miss Ming, do you need any more services? We still have a few singers, and they are all here tonight. You can call me at any time."

Mingshuang has been a **** for seventeen years, except for the year after she met Jiang Huai, now she is very familiar with all this.

The wine came quickly, in a goblet, decorated with ice cubes and mint. She picked it up to drink it, but a pale and slender hand held her wrist. Jiang Huai snatched the wine from her hand and drank it. And do.

He stood in the dark, with no blood on his face, only his lips were red. He drank the glass of strong wine, wiped the water marks on his lips with his fingers, and looked at her quietly.

Lin Xu didn't dare to speak, he was almost half sober, and immediately sent a message to Xu Tianbai, probably asking about Jiang Huai's relationship with her.

"Oh, it's Fifteen's boyfriend." Xu Tianbai said, "Fifteen likes him, what, is there any problem now?"

Boy friend? like him? Do you have a girlfriend like this? Can you tell that Mingshuang likes him?

However, Lin Xu didn't dare to ask any more questions, and perfunctory words.

Mingshuang looked at him slowly.

"Go on," she said to the bartender. "It's all on my account."

The bartender kept serving wine, but Jiang Huai even finished drinking it cup by cup.

He was pale and tall and thin. There were more and more people watching. Jiang Huai didn't seem like someone who would appear in such a place at all. His clear and indifferent temperament, neat black hair and white skin were completely out of tune with this place.

Lin Xu's face was a little ugly, "There won't be a problem."

Mingshuang's face is also ugly.

The bartender whispered, "Miss, we've run out of cocktails here, we're gone."

Their signature is bartending, the intensity is very high, and the alcohol content is not low. He doesn't think that the young man can drink. After drinking so much, they are afraid that they will be responsible for any problems with the drinking.

Mingshuang snatched the cup from his hand and smashed it hard against the wall. The glass turned into thousands of pieces. When did she suffer from this kind of anger with others?

Jiang Huai seemed to be still awake. Because of the alcohol, a blush gradually spread on his pale face. Looking at Mingshuang, he repeated, "Are you going to break up with me?"

"To find him?" He looked at An Yi.

"Are you a lunatic?" Mingshuang couldn't tell what caused the intense anger in her heart. She had always been indifferent to everything, but Jiang Huai could always arouse her anger so easily.

He smiled lightly at her indifferently, and that pale face looked extremely morbid at the moment.

"Mingshuang, don't break up with me." He said softly, pulling her wrist.

When Mingshuang saw him like this for the first time, she felt both hatred and anger in her heart.

Jiang Huai lowered her eyes, as if there was no one else around, and kissed her on the side cheek lightly, and repeated, "Don't break up with me, okay." He smelled the sweet fragrance of her hair, but felt that his empty heart had finally ended. Filled up, she was his addiction, and he couldn't even imagine what he would be like without her.

He is not normal.

For the first time, this thought was so strong in Mingshuang's mind.

Mingshuang wanted to get rid of his hand, but he didn't. He was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but he still looked at her. The alcohol he drank boiled and burned in his stomach. Jiang Huai had a bad stomach and couldn't drink.

Mingshuang knew it. She used to be very careful. After those few times, when she went out with him, she would not give him any more irritating food.

But now, she's had enough, she loves him, but Jiang Huai practices herself, what can she do, and what does it have to do with her? What he likes to do.

The boy's face was pale, but he smiled at her, the corners of his lips curved slightly, this smile was very beautiful, his eyes were quiet, gentle and gentle, "What else do you want, he can do it, and I can accompany you."

Really crazy.

Mingshuang couldn't say a word until his wrist was lightened, and he passed out so calmly that he couldn't see anything wrong in the last second.

She only heard the panicked voice of the bartender behind her. They had already called 120. Drinking so much alcohol is not fun. The young man looked clean and well-behaved, but for a woman, he was so crazy.

Mingshuang pursed her lips tightly, stood up suddenly, slammed the door and left, no one dared to follow her.

However, unexpectedly, Jiang Huai hadn't sent her any news in the past few days.

Jiang Rucong sat beside the bed with a complicated expression, looking at the pale and beautiful face of the young man, "She didn't come, do you want me to find her."

"No." The boy's voice was not loud, but he was firm and cold, "Don't go to her."

He got up from the bed, went to the bathroom, and then there was the sound of water.

Jiang Rucong's expression was complicated. He had expected that they would come this far sooner or later, but he didn't expect that it would be so fast and tragic. Maybe it's not the fault of either of them, but it's just not suitable. .

But the word love, who can say it clearly, Jiang Huai loves her only one, and loves her to the bottom of her heart.

His heart has been frozen, but the first love was opened to her.

Jiang Huai looked at his pale face in the mirror, and for a moment, he was very lucky that Mingshuang didn't come.

He didn't want her to come, and he didn't want her to see herself so embarrassed.

dirty.

In childhood, this lingering word began to entangle with her indifference to him during this period. He repeatedly washed his hands and bathed at home. Mingshuang often said that he was very fragrant, but it was actually shower gel and washing powder. the taste of.

When he was a child, because of that crab meal, he vomited and was thrown out of the house by Yu Yan. He still remembers it to this day. Those people's insulting words and disgusting eyes, even if Jiang Huai didn't care, constituted his impression of the world at the beginning of his life.

He didn't want Mingshuang to see himself in such an embarrassed state.

"How do you plan to fill in the volunteer?" When it came time to fill in the volunteer, Ming Licheng asked Mingshuang to go over and planned to talk to his daughter in detail, but he heard Mingshuang said indifferently, "I have already filled out the volunteer."

"What did you fill in?" Ming Licheng said.

"Beijing Airlines' aircraft manufacturing project." Mingshuang said.

"and then?"

Mingshuang said, "No more."

She only filled in this volunteer, and only wrote this major, and chose not to obey the adjustment.

Ming Licheng was so angry that his fingers trembled, "Why are you so self-willed? Do you know how to fill in your volunteers? If you fill in like this, if you can't pass, you will not go to school, and you will take the college entrance examination for nothing."

"Why are you so panicked?" Mingshuang raised her brows, "I just want to fill in this, is there any problem with filling this? What else do I do when I don't want to fill in."

There is no such thing as reluctance and improvisation in her life.

"It's a big deal to go abroad." Mingshuang said, "I have a gap year, and I want to change my major."

She had a big idea since she was a child, and she was very firm. No one could persuade her to make up her mind. Ming Licheng sighed, wondering if she had been accustomed to her since she was a child, but what can he do? The daughter is old and has her own ideas, and he can only help her as much as possible.

"If you slip up, you can go to Mingxiao's place to live temporarily." Ming Licheng said, "You go to his school and decide what major you want."

Mingshuang was in a very bad mood. She opened WeChat. Yesterday, she deleted all the chat records between herself and Jiang Huai.

She hates that others can easily arouse her emotions. Jiang Huai is the biggest unstable factor in her life. She is uncontrollable, calm and crazy, and has such a strong possessiveness towards her.

Scrolling down, she saw An Yi's avatar and remembered that day he said he would delete her when he went back.

Mingshuang sent him a full stop, but it turned out that she had not been deleted, she sneered softly.

That day was also very interesting. An Yi sang five songs, no more or less. In the end, she transferred him 50,000. She didn't say the upper limit, but he sang a total of five songs, so he didn't continue.

An Yi replied, "My mother's medical bills are still short of fifty thousand."

"Thank you, sorry."

"I made you and your boyfriend quarrel."

"I'll pay you back the money in the future."

Mingshuang said, "It's okay, it's none of your business. You don't have to pay back the money. Next time I'll go over and call you. Remember to come and sing for me."

"Okay." An Yi said, "Anytime you call."

"Be happy." He hesitated for a while, and finally sent her a message.

Mingshuang suddenly asked, "Have you ever been in love?"

An Yi blushed a little, "...No, if you believe it." According to what the boy named Lin Xu said, he was singing in a bar, and he charged her money yesterday, she might think he was a very casual person.

But really not. An Yi has a quiet and introverted personality. Since childhood, he has only liked music, not talking. He is used to expressing his emotions with music. After going to college, when he was a freshman, his mother was diagnosed with chronic hepatitis, and he has been receiving treatment on and off since then. His finances were even tighter, and he had to go to work in a bar as a last resort.

Mingshuang asked, "I heard you play the guitar well."

"I can also play the violin and piano." An Yi said, "The song I sang to you yesterday was composed and written by myself."

Her topic jumped a lot, and she returned to the topic of love in a blink of an eye, "You better stop talking, it's not fun to be in love, it's annoying."

Except for a moment of sweetness, most of it is trouble and restraint.

An Yi didn't know what to say.

He remembered the scene he saw that day, the boy was very beautiful, An Yimen asked himself, he felt that he was not as good as him, and the boy seemed to love her very much, so why was he annoyed?

Jiang's house.

Jiang Qianzhang was sitting in the living room, opposite Jiang Huai and Jiang Chengting. Jiang Huai was pale, but his expression was indifferent.

Jiang Qianzhang just glanced at him, and then immediately retracted his gaze. He is now a little afraid of Jiang Huai. Jiang Qianzhang has changed a lot during this period, he is no longer so domineering, and he spends more time at home.

"Dad, next month's family banquet..." Jiang Qianzhang didn't finish his words, and when he saw Jiang Huai, he stopped.

He didn't want to attend next month's family banquet because he knew who the protagonist of that banquet was. Jiang Chengting was going to officially announce Jiang Huai's identity. He felt embarrassed by his identity and didn't want to be slapped in the face. His words were swallowed back.

He was afraid that he would offend Jiang Huai and get his revenge. Jiang Huai is not the kind of well-behaved student he thinks at all. In the past few months, Jiang Qianzhang has suffered several secret losses in his hands. His expenses have been restrained, and the scandalous things he has done are no longer available at home. Whoever comes will wipe his ass.

Last month, Bai Qing chatted with him for one night, and warned him severely, "You may have to make a living under him in the future, so give me a little less."

Jiang Qianzhang made trouble and cried and finally had to accept this fact. In Jiang Chengting's heart, Jiang Huai's status is higher than him, Jiang Huai's skills are stronger than him, and his ability is stronger than him. Although he was born earlier than Jiang Huai, it is obvious that the family does not regard Jiang Huai as his younger brother, but he is more Like his elder brother, he is the logical heir to the Jiang family in the future.

Jiang Chengting has begun to take Jiang Huai to get acquainted with the family business slowly. Jiang Qianzhang himself is powerless. When he sees the numbers, he gets dizzy and knows nothing. Even if Jiang Chengting takes him with him, he can't use it.

"Fill in the volunteers." Jiang Chengting looked at his two sons, mainly at Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai never had to worry about him, and everything that was handled by him could be done perfectly.

Jiang Huai said, "Fill in."

"I'll have dinner with Lao Ming next month." Jiang Chengting coughed and looked at his son, "I'll go to him and ask his daughter's plans."

Jiang Huai didn't say a word, but he didn't say anything wrong. Jiang Chengting sighed inwardly, and he couldn't say anything more.

Jiang Huai's hospitalization was also very strange. Jiang Chengting could probably guess some reasons, but he didn't tell him in detail that Jiang Huai had a heavy heart and was not a person who would open up to others easily.

Jiang Huai also stood up, he has returned to his usual indifference and calmness.

He couldn't do without Mingshuang, and he had to tie her by his side, no matter what method was used.

She left him, and his world lost its color.

Mingshuang was teasing the parrot in the yard and heard Li Yan's voice outside the door.

The boy was born handsome and cold, gentle and polite, and he was liked by the elders, and it was said that his grades were also very good. The year he came to the house has obviously had a positive impact on Mingshuang.

Li Yan liked him very much. Every time Jiang Huai came to the Ming residence, she ordered more afternoon tea in the kitchen.

Mingshuang threw away the parrot bait in her hand, and when she saw the slender shadow falling behind her, she said stiffly, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Huai looked at the tranquility, with an undisturbed look on his face. He stood in the lush garden of her house, wearing white clothes and black trousers. What a difference.

Mingshuang didn't even look at him, and went to fiddle with the leaves of the rose. The flowers and plants in the yard were taken care of on a regular basis. They were well raised and the roses were delicate and beautiful.

Rose is very beautiful, but it has dark thorns. Mingshuang was stabbed once when she was a child, and she didn't like it anymore when she grew up. Unfortunately, Ming Licheng still planted a bunch here. She wanted to break the most beautiful one. , Afraid of being stabbed, in the end still frowned and did not start.

The young man stretched out a pale and slender hand and folded the rose for her. His hand was stabbed. On the index finger, the tooth mark left by her before can still be seen, even deeper, blood dripping from The boy's white fingertips slipped, bit by bit.

He quietly handed the rose to Mingshuang.

Mingshuang didn't pick it up, he tucked her hair behind his ears and inserted the pretty little rose between her hair with gentle movements.

"Has he kissed you here?" he asked, raising his hand, brushing cold fingertips against her cheek.

"Is he doing better than me?" He held her hand and looked at her with clean and warm black eyes, "So you like it better."

The author says:

In the few years since Fifteen left, Xiaohuai really became abnormal... A few years later, Xiaohuai was a big madman, and he pretended to be normal, pretending that he was completely cured, and fifteen again because of him The beautiful skins of the misguided…

The city chapter is almost here.

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