black under lights

At seven o'clock in the evening, Feng Qing walked into a hidden cafe in Sheung Wan on time.

The cafe is privately run, without exaggerated decoration and colorful neon lights, so there is no pair of men and women eating and drinking in the store, it is quiet and quiet.He looked around, and there was only one employee and the dim lighting. The table furnishings and the interior style of the store were old Shanghai style, simple and elegant.His subordinate Ma Zai took a step forward, trying to open the table and chairs for him, but Feng Qing stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Wait for me outside."

The outside of the cafe looks very elegant, but after passing the second floor, it is still very dilapidated, not a place for noble people.Feng Qing looked calmly, scanning everyone one by one.

Ariazai came forward tremblingly, reporting that the transaction failed, and the goods were snatched by the Wanchai in the West District, and most of the staff died.Over the years, Feng Qing's hands have long been used to being unimpeded no matter whether they stretched up or down.During this period of time, I don't know when it started, and many obstacles have arisen for no reason.He was in a high place, and he had already planned to retire after his accomplishments, and leave the rest of the bad things to the youngsters of the Hong family to do.

He no longer cared, and was no longer greedy for the speaker's position.He is old and his goals are accomplished.With money in their hands and Li Li by their side, in a few years, when they have a child, they can even travel across the ocean to live a happy life, forgetting the messy things of the past...but they will be able to retire completely, Not easy.The result of being a boss is to be beheaded to death on the street. Feng Qing has heard too many stories. The only one in the Hongmen who escaped unscathed was Yang Shouqian back then.So he became greedy, and wanted to try to figure out the possibility of being safe and happy.

But he had to get the mess on his hands in order.

"Boss, Shantou boy asked you if you want to cancel the deal next month. He is afraid of doing business with the Vietnamese. If something goes wrong, he will not be able to cooperate again in the future."

Feng Qing withdrew his anger and sneered, "The fire hasn't reached his eyebrows yet, what is he afraid of?"

"Shantou boy said he got wind, I'm afraid there are two or five boys who will lead us down, otherwise how could we repeat it again and again..."

"Push the street! Do you want to tell everyone the story?" Feng Qing was furious, and suddenly picked up the person who spoke first and pressed it on the table. The man under him suddenly had blood gushing from his mouth and nose, begging for mercy desperately.Feng Qing didn't spare him, and glanced gloomyly at the people present, "Don't talk nonsense, this is the only time, after all, everyone here has sworn to Guan Gong, if he has any regrets, I will tear him apart. "

Li Xueying felt that she had a dark and sweet sleep, and when she woke up, she couldn't remember the content of the dream clearly, but he still remembered the long-lost heartbeat.

Of course he also remembered that there was Xing Mo, the blue sky, white clouds and his long-lost home in the dream.

Looking at the sky again, it has turned dark, and the stars and lights warm people's hearts.But in this rare calm, he didn't come, a little uneasy, and even a little distracted.

But soon a knock on the door interrupted his cranky thoughts.

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, Li Xueying couldn't figure out, who else could come at this point?

Could it be Xing Mo?

He quickly changed his clothes, and in his heart castigated that he was worthless, while looking out of the cat's eyes, what he saw was Sister Afeng, who was carrying a small bag and stepping on high heels, exquisitely dressed.

"Sister Afeng?" Li Xueying hurriedly opened the door, "How did you find this place?"

Since Li Xueying and Sister Ah Feng reached a consensus and cooperated, the two rarely saw each other in their respective residences.Usually they make an appointment to meet each other, and then they go back to their homes.This way, because of Li Xueying's complicated relationship, Sister Afeng will not be involved, or Sister Afeng will get into any trouble, and Sister Afeng will not worry about letting her family circle know that she is helping Li Xueying stand behind Feng Qing's confrontation noodle.

"Let's gossip, do you have something to hide from me? Your own, private matter." Sister Afeng said slowly, her narrow eyes narrowed into slits, reminiscent of a lazy cat.

Li Xueying was very intelligent, and in an instant she realized that what Sister Afeng said was right, she pulled her to the tea table, made tea for her, with a smile on her brows and eyes, and made a lot of effort.

"Darkness came suddenly, and I thought something important happened, just came to ask about my private life?"

Sister Ah Feng was so angry that Li Xueying slapped the table: "What do you mean I came to ask about my private life? Ah Ying, has he returned to Hong Kong? He is not dead at all? You already know? Fortunately, I was kind enough to inform you first. "

"Did you see him?" Li Xueying stopped pouring tea.

"I saw him on the street!" Sister Afeng couldn't help poking him between the eyebrows, "I can tell from your appearance that you have already met. Is he planning to help you or harm you? You have to start over with him again." ?"

Before Li Xueying could speak, Afeng's series of questions wished to knock him unconscious on the spot.Li Xueying, however, was unhurried, her smile remained the same, and she pushed the teacup in front of Sister Afeng: "Don't worry, his enmity with Feng Qing is not less than my enmity with Feng Qing, it is much more complicated than mine. I am no longer dizzy than I used to be." The boy who turned around, sister Ah Feng, don't always look down on me, too?"

Sister Afeng sighed: "It's not that I look down on you, it's just that I have always regarded you as my younger brother, but you are also a rare friend."

Li Xueying's heart suddenly softened.

Sister Afeng hardly looked for him in private, which was why he was nervous when he saw Sister Afeng just now, thinking that something was wrong.But her arrival was purely out of concern.For example, when Xing Mo returned to Hong Kong, only those who are closest to him and who care about him sincerely can appreciate the significance of this to Li Xueying.

His sensitive, hidden and carefully covered heart.

Li Xueying added tea to Sister Afeng's empty teacup, and the hot tea rinsed the green tea leaves so that the bottom of the tea was clear.He told Sister Afeng about Xing Mo's return.Of course, Li Xueying didn't tell all of it, she just told half of it and kept the other half. There are some things that are inconvenient for outsiders to know too much, which will cause trouble instead.

He thanked Sister Afeng for her kindness, and talked softly with her for a while.Sister Ah Feng seemed to be able to feel Li Xueying's stability from it, and was also infected by it. She finally relaxed and stopped focusing on Xing Mo's return to Hong Kong and how to resurrect from the dead.

"The money you gave me last time, I got you out. Now the stock market is not stable, and some people make a lot of games out of it. Even my husband hastened to come out. I'm afraid I'll delay you. Put all the money in this card, The other half is because I'm afraid it's not safe. If you want cash or a check, my husband can help deliver it to you. It's absolutely safe." Sister Afeng put the envelope in her arms on the table and pushed it in front of Li Xueying, "Speaking of which , you've been saving money all year, what exactly do you want to do? Don't you want to buy lottery tickets? Or do you secretly hide a girl who you'd like to spend money on?"

"None, don't test me, Sister Afeng, don't worry, I'm definitely not doing high-risk things, you just need to know that I won't waste it." Li Xueying thanked lightly, and reached out to catch it.

But Sister Afeng suddenly grabbed the envelope and didn't let go: "To tell the truth?"

"Why should I lie to you." Li Xueying replied with a sincere and perfect smile.

Sister Afeng watched and watched, but finally let go: "I believe in you, but I'm always a little flustered."

Li Xueying took out the card and kissed it on the lips, "Thank you, Sister Afeng."

Unconsciously, the sky outside has become darker.Li Xueying put on her coat, ready to go out for food.

The knock on the door sounded again.There is actually a bell at his door, but he knows that Sister Ah Feng does not have this habit, no matter how many times she likes to knock on the door.

Therefore, Li Xueying only thought that Sister Afeng left something at home, or she had something to say, and opened the door without looking outside this time.

Under the dim light of the porch, a familiar figure that fascinates Li Xueying stands, the shadow under her feet is as thick as ink, blurring the night.

How many times that face has touched his nerves, and that unique breath has also infiltrated his countless dreams.Warm light leaked from the top of the head, softening the overly tough body, and seemed to soften the expression on that face.

Li Xueying suddenly remembered that that night many years ago, he also forced him into his arms and called him Ah Ying.

The corners of his drooping eyes are tender.

Xing Mo took a big step, and his tall figure firmly blocked Li Xueying in front of the door: "Where are you going?"

Xing Mo's arrival was completely beyond Li Xueying's expectations, rather than describing it as "arrival", it was more like an encounter.

Before Li Xueying could react in the future, Xing Mo had already strode close, forcing people into the door, and then closed the door with his backhand and locked it.

The incident happened in a flash, Li Xueying kept talking about you several times, her eyes widened for two or three seconds, she was at a loss, and when she reacted, her hands unconsciously pressed against his chest, as if she was rejecting and reluctant.

Li Xueying's face was rarely flushed, and she stopped immediately when her soul came back.

And Xing Mo had looked down at Li Xueying's hands against his chest from just now, those hands were still like young bones, white and slender, before Li Xueying could withdraw, Xing Mo pressed his hands down.

Unlike Li Xueying, his palms are rough and wide, and he can hold both of Li Xueying with one hand.

The too clear temperature seems to be able to penetrate into his bones and blood from every minute of the lines, making Li Xueying vigilant as if electrocuted.He withdrew his hands instantly, but Xing Mo put more force on them, pressing them more tightly to his chest.

Through the thin clothes, Li Xueying really felt the temperature of her body, and even directly felt Xing Mo's heartbeat.

This realization made his heart beat faster in an instant.

"Ask me where I'm going, instead of asking what you're here for. Mr. Xing, please tell me how you have my house number. Follow me, or investigate me?" Li Xueying tried to withdraw her hand twice, but to no avail, she simply pulled her He pushes back.

There was a smile in Xing Mo's eyes, but it was a little unpredictable.

"It's not an investigation, it's protection." Li Xueying pushed him, and Xing Mo followed Li Xueying's movements all the way back to the wall, and said with a smile, "It's so sharp. I haven't seen my strength increase in a few years. They want to press me against the wall and press me." Earth rectification?"

The smell of alcohol and Meng Lang's words made Xing Mo feel a little drunk tonight, and Li Xueying realized it at this time.While blaming himself for being careless and slow, at the same time, his blood surged because of his teasing.

"Shut up, Mr. Xing, I don't mind being beaten on the spot."

"It's really sharp..." Xing Mo tilted his head bonelessly, rubbing Li Xueying's hands against his chest, looking uncomfortable, "Do you have sober soup, it's hard to walk at night, I'll rest my feet."

"Thank you so much for resting your feet, it's so radiant." Li Xueying still couldn't draw her hand, wishing she could step on Xing Mo's foot, "Please hold your hands high, I'll give you a cup of hot tea at most."

"It's better than nothing." Xing Mo let go of his hands with a sigh of relief, "Go."

What does it look like to be drunk at three points, it really puts on the airs of the second generation ancestor.Li Xueying poured warm water in her stomach, poured out tea, and waited for a cup of green tea to be brewed, Xing Mo was already consciously sitting on the sofa, with her coat drooping beside her.

He closed his eyes and raised his head, frowning slightly, pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed it, as if it was really hard to bear.The tall and tall image just now seemed to be an illusion, but it was not as bad as the rascal who was drunk just now.

No wonder it is said that people depend on their clothes, but also on their appearance.Sometimes Li Xueying suspects that Xing Mo's appearance is seriously inconsistent with the inside.

He suspected he was sober, or never really drunk.Walking over to put the tea in front of him, urging him to drink the tea and leave as soon as possible with his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of his expensive belt, on which a special belt for holding a gun was pinned meticulously.It took a long time to recover, thinking that Xing Mo is not what he used to be, maybe he is in sight in the future.

"I don't know O Ji's habit, I don't ask about the temporary transfer of posts with Xing Shaofeng, but now I can't help but say that I'm stuck in my house—"

Seeming to be annoyed by the noise, before Li Xueying finished speaking, Xing Mo stretched out his long arms and pulled him directly.It seemed that there was no strength in her arms, but Li Xueying's center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and she hit the edge of the sofa, and then fell onto his lap.Xing Mo's kung fu was not in vain, he habitually pulled his waist and pulled his arms back suddenly, holding him firmly in his arms, and lowered his head against Li Xueying's thin back.

He closed his eyes and felt a headache: "Don't make noise."