black under lights

The two of them had been drinking this pot of tea for more than half an hour, but suddenly someone came up to Feng Qing and whispered: "A messenger is here! There are two cars, people are outside, and the guys can't stop them!"

Li Xueying clenched her hands again.

He knew that his elder sister probably couldn't wait, and had already told his father about his meeting with Feng Qing.

Sure enough, the two will stand up and face Li Que coming up from the stairs.

Li Que hadn't changed out of his casual clothes yet, and his breathing was slightly rapid. His eyes quickly locked on Li Xueying in the crowd, as if he was relieved after confirming that his son was fine.

Then, when he saw Feng Qing in the next second, his whole body froze, his brows tightened, and he even put on a state of alert.

Li Xueying has never seen her father facing a formidable enemy in her life, and unconsciously took a few steps towards him: "Abba."

Before she could stand still, Li Xueying was pulled behind her by Li Que: "Who are you going out with, don't know who to tell me, my sister is worried about you so you let me know."

Although he said these words to Li Xueying, Li Que stared at Feng Qing without blinking.Li Xueying simply suspected that her father had fought against Feng Qing before, otherwise she would be so cautious, as if the opponent was not the new lord of Kowloon, but a heinous devil.

Abnormal, too abnormal, Feng Qing also stared at Li Que.

Li Xueying's eyes were sharp, and her eyes quickly went back and forth between the two of them.

"Long time no see, Sir." Feng Qing said in a playful tone, "A pair of sons and daughters are enviable. I have no other intentions today, but to catch up with the younger generation."

Li Xueying knew that none of his words could be trusted, but she never knew that Feng Qing and his father were old acquaintances.

What is their relationship?When did you meet?Ah Sir and Young and Dangerous, no matter how you look at it, they don't match.

Could it be a villain who has fought against Abba before? If so, it is too annoying... Just half an hour ago, I walked before the gate of hell.No wonder my father was worried.

"Sir, you don't need to be so nervous. I was there last time Detective Xing was the host, and I didn't meet until now. But it's no different. I will sometimes reminisce about the old days." Feng Qing walked past Li Que, reached out and pressed his hand shoulders, leading the five or six people in the room to count their positions.

As soon as he left, Li Que's muscles slackened, and the shoulders he pressed suddenly collapsed, looking around, like waking up from a big dream.A gust of wind blew by, dripping with cold sweat.

Li Que smoked a lot that night.The lingering smoke lingered in the house for a long time.

Li Li can feel at ease as long as her younger brother comes home, but Li Xueying can't calm down.He was still unable to insinuate what kind of intersection his father had with Feng Qing, and Li Que got impatient after asking too many questions and asked him to go back to sleep.

Li Xueying turned her head every three steps, and suddenly felt that her father, who was smoking by the window, had a kind of bleakness that he had never seen before.

Always full of things in her heart, as well as a trace of uneasy feelings for Xin Mo, Li Xueying trapped herself in bed until the early morning, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

When the glass windows were knocked, he thought it was the wind.After three beeps, he got up and pulled the bed away.The black figure stood under the eaves, and the moonlight flowed, dragging and elongating the figure of that person.With a handful of stones in his hand, he saw Li Xueying open the window, and threw another stone on the window frame.

Like a heart attack, resisting and being tempted, the heart beats so fast that it will leave the chest in the next second.

Pressing her chest, Li Xueying still stared at the shadow downstairs in disbelief.

"Little boy, do you dare to jump downstairs?" Xin Mo lowered his voice.

For a moment, Li Xueying felt that she was crazy.The moment he opened the window to see Xin Mo, and the moment he heard him speak, he almost shed tears.

Night Breeze is also beautiful.

He turned around and quickly changed his clothes, taking the keys, the Call machine, and a few banknotes.Like any teenager who is about to elope with his sweetheart.

He is a different person from Xin Mo. Even in a panic, he is still in order after making any decision.After thinking about it, he turned around and left a note in the living room, saying that he got up early and went out to eat.

Not daring to go through the main entrance, for fear of disturbing her father, she squatted on the window sill and watched Xin Mo on the lawn. Li Xueying was very worried: "Can you do it? I will break my leg when I jump down."

This floor is the third floor.

"A falling leaf is lighter than you. Come on, Rory, hurry up!" He pretended to be fierce.

Li Xueying jumped down and fell into a rigid embrace, without soft affection, but safe and strong, acting as a buffer for him, and quickly put him down: "It's hard to talk at night, come with me."

Xin Mo pointed to a second-hand motorcycle parked by the side of the road. The cold and hard machinery reflected light in the moonlight, giving people a cold and unruly style.

Li Xueying put on his helmet and hugged Xin Mo's strong and powerful waist tightly. The next second, the wind was flying like lightning, and the night wind was no longer gentle.However, in the bitter wind, on the speeding motorcycle, and in the package full of Xin Mo's masculine atmosphere, Li Xueying felt a kind of joy that she had never had before in the hidden corner of her heart.

Many years later, when Li Xueying recalled this night, she still remembered the breath in the evening wind.His ten years without any waves flew by like a shuttle, leaving a throbbing throbbing in his extremely fast and exciting sprint.

In just ten minutes of the journey, he played a loop in his mind when he saw Xin Mo for the first time in the alley, when he walked out of Kowloon covered in evil spirits, and when he was hugged into the shade by him from the glare of the sun with the leather jacket covering him, and at this moment. , In the middle of the night when he was tossing and turning, he knocked on his window and asked him to jump off.

Xin Mo exudes a strong and gangster aura, invading every corner of his body with an unstoppable aggression, addictive and fascinated like heroin.

"Get out of the car." Xin Mo got out of the car first, pulled off the safety helmet on Li Xueying's head like pulling a carrot, picked him up shortly, and walked quickly into the house, "I will die if you strangle me all the way... You are sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, you are not afraid of suffering, and when someone cuts your breath, you don't know what to say, and you are so shocked when you are in a car."

Startled by Xin Mo's sudden lifting, Li Xueying didn't struggle.He felt that Xin Mo had a different aura tonight. Tonight he...was extra irritable, so it was better not to provoke him.

The small public house that Xin Mo brought him to was tidy and tidy, unlike those days when it was like a parasitic place for cockroaches and mice.The books are piled up, the cups are washed and hung on the kitchen counter, and it is difficult for the quilt to be spread even though it is crumpled.

After putting Li Xueying down, Xin Mo boiled the underwater powder, without saying a word the whole time, until the aroma was tangy and the supper was out of the pot, then he put it in front of Li Xueying angrily: "Eat."

"Someone gave me news that Feng Qing came to look for you today. He also said that he knew your old man. He came to you for my business?"

Li Xueying raised his eyes. He didn't wear contact lenses, and his tea-pink eyes were deep to shallow: "Feng Qing wants you to be his disciple and be his knife. And my father and him may have had disputes before, so today I will pick you." Broken joints, in the future he will come looking for me not for you. The last thing I want to believe is that there is an old enemy, but once he targets my dad, the whole family will have no good way from now on."

"Feng Qing came to me, why did he follow you?" Xin Mo asked again.

"Yu Hui and Liu Peiming were talking badly in Feng Qing's ears. What else could be the reason? In addition, you came out for me twice, and I couldn't find an opening in you, so you naturally came to me."

"Your old man is from the Police Department." Xin Mo frowned, he wasn't concerned about Feng Qing looking for him.

"Yes, but Feng Qing is Inspector Zonghua's favorite candidate, and you know that in your heart."

What about the Superintendent of Police?Feng Qing hugs the thigh of his father's immediate boss Xing Shihuai, Li Que can't do anything to Feng Qing, but Feng Qing may not be able to do nothing to Li Que.

Xin Mo stared at Li Xueying for a long time with serious eyes, and soon sneered: "Take his mother, Feng Qingzhen is not a fucking man. He really is a persimmon."

"I was involved..."

"Shut up." He was rudely interrupted by Xin Mo before he finished speaking, and he anxiously opened a bottle of draft beer in the room, "It's also my reason to get involved. I just didn't expect Feng Qing to be so soft-rooted and despicable Poor. I was going to check this with you tonight, and from now on, don't say every word I say to outsiders. You say it well to him during the day, try to separate you and me, if he doubts, if there is anything wrong Notify me immediately of the omen, and it’s OK to tell Liu Fangfang.”

Li Xueying was surprised to see Xin Mo's sudden long speech, and was unable to pick up the words for a while.

Xin Mo bent down and pinched his chin, looking straight into his eyes: "Remember, repeat it to me."

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, those drooping eyes were cold and proud, making people obsessed and unaware, so he had to repeat it, praying that his words would become flowers and make him feel good.

After listening to Li Xueying and remembering everything, Xin Mo's face softened a little, and he stood aside, pouring the last sip of draft beer with his head up.He wiped his mouth, worried and asked again: "Don't mention it to anyone, and remember it."

Li Xueying calmed down and stared at him for a long time, then suddenly changed the subject.

With gentle eyes, he stretched out his hand tentatively, and grabbed Xin Mo's under the table, "At the end of the year, the Police Department will recruit new recruits. I know you have studied at a university. Do you want to apply?"

"No matter how domineering Feng Qing is, I'm not soft-boned, and I'm not going to treat the Police Department as a safe haven." Xin Mo sneered at this, so much that he forgot that Li Xueying was holding his hand under the table.

The rough and broad palm was loosely curled up, but Li Xueying's hand was like ice jade, like a snake, it burrowed into his palm to keep warm.

"Feng Qing, he can't go far. My father said that being a Sir is like washing the sand with big waves, but in fact, being a big boss is the best. If you are used to the knife-edge licking blood, you will not be tolerated in the world. You can't sleep at night, and you don't know when you wake up. Who cut off the neck. You did it rashly, and you are on the right path when you are old. If you really follow Feng Qing, you will still fight the world with a bone-breaking knife in the future?"

"Your dad doesn't dare to touch him, but I can. Do you believe it?" Xin Mo obviously didn't agree and was upset, "What's more, which ear did you hear that I want to follow him? Who do you want me to do?" The knife in his hand depends on whether that person is capable of holding it."

But Li Xueying withdrew her hand appropriately: "You think about it yourself, I have no right to interfere."

Only then did Xin Mo lower his eyes, and saw the gloomyness in Li Xueying's eyes.

He stared at those tea-pink eyes, as if his head had been lowered, and he couldn't move his eyes from fascination.