After the white moonlight cuts the black

The knock on the door in the middle of the night is like the drumbeat from the underground world.

After a long time when no one came to open the door, Meng Huaiming's breathing gradually sank.

He knew there were people inside, and looking up from outside the building, the lights on the 28th floor were shaped into a square.

On November nights, the temperature drops sharply, the cold air rises, and the cool haze spreads.

Meng Huaiming remembered that that night, Yan Hui only wore a thin pajamas, with dangling sleeves and trousers, and stepped on the ground with bare feet.

He has the physique of being wrapped in a blanket since autumn, and he has regional rheumatism. When Meng Huaiming grabbed his wrist, it felt like he was holding a piece of hanging ice tightly.

- dong dong dong!

"Knock the damn old man's head again and screw it off for you!"

Zhao Hao threw the anti-theft door out as if he had thrown a steel plate, and the cursing with dirty words was faster than the wind, and not a single sound could be heard in Meng Huaiming's ears.

The iron plate was about to hit him in the face, Meng Huaiming took a few steps back, and all the emergency lights in the safe passage were brightly lit.

The man in front of him was about forty, tall, and his upper body was bare even in cold weather, with only a pair of cheap striped boxers underneath.

"You're dead ancestor, aren't you, knocking on your ass in the middle of the night!"

The language used was extremely bad, and none of the three sentences were without masking words.

Usually Meng Huaiming is not easy to mess with. He has been a "literati" for such a long time, but his ability to swear has improved a lot compared to before.

But not now, he came to find someone, not trouble.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. I want to ask you about someone." Meng Huaiming controlled his speech: "Yanhui, is he in there?"

"What are you looking for, Yanhui, there is no such person."

Zhao Hao crossed his arms and said impatiently.

He decided to answer the door purely on a whim.

There is a naughty boy in every man's heart. From childhood to adulthood, boys never mind wasting time on things that satisfy the senses.

It is in nature to play and challenge.

Even if the car toy has become a Rolls-Royce, the Monopoly has become a listed company, and the marbles have become a lover's eyeball.

When Zhao Hao's interest was over, he didn't want to waste any more time with Meng Huaiming, he stretched out his hand to open the door, his eyes were filled with the meaning of "hell".

Meng Huaiming pressed the handle of the door.

Zhao Hao's push was too hard, the door opened nearly ninety degrees, Meng Huaiming had quick eyesight and quick hands, before he reached the doorknob, he seized the opportunity, and the exquisite relief of the doorknob pressed into his palm.

It's better to learn Mandarin first if you take the liberty of interrupting.

Zhao Hao was not surprised when he saw this, he took a few steps outside, approached Meng Huaiming, and said in a serious tone: "Listen, this is not the person you said, I think you are not clear-headed and annoyed me, the one who called the security guard will not be me I."

Zhao Hao has a burly figure, and when he was young, he often used his fists to reason, and his demeanor of a local ruffian was tailor-made for him.

Meng Huaiming laughed, "If you dare to let me in, they won't be afraid of being called."

Zhao Hao's face darkened.

Meng Huaiming did not retreat half a step.

After a long while, Zhao Hao also laughed: "You have kindness."

If it were another place, anyone who dared to act like Meng Huaiming in front of Zhao Hao would definitely be beaten up by him. In the few years when he first came out, he wouldn't talk so much nonsense with Meng Huaiming, so he would have done it long ago.

This kid is so crazy, he has to let him roll a few floors of stairs, and it is guaranteed that Meng Huai will lie on the green belt of the community early tomorrow morning to feed the dog.

But now Zhao Hao is no longer 15-year-old Zhao Hao. Because there are many celebrities and celebrities living in this community, ordinary people are not allowed to come and go at will. Its access control system is strict. It was midnight.

Zhao Hao was originally in a good mood.

At the time when the work was almost over, Yan Hui's reaction was not bad when Meng Huaiming made such a fuss outside the door with so little help.

Thinking of the scene of Yan Hui grabbing the curtain and screaming uncontrollably in shock, Zhao Hao felt excited.

He really has some bad tastes in this kind of thing, and his self-esteem is still very high. He doesn't treat Yan Hui as a plaything. If he only treats Yan Hui with the attitude of treating a plaything, he should strangle him to death in the first place. on the bed.

In the initial stage, both of them were extremely crazy, Yan Hui was crazy, his body and mind were completely opposite, and the number of times he drew his sword was no less than three times.

He thinks that madness is a disease, divided into acute and chronic, and acute is contagious, and chronic virus carriers are prone to relapse, and the madness factor is expanding.

Zhao Hao likes the words in the old movies, they speak them very well.

"Not crazy, not live."

It really exhausts the generalization and perception of human language.

In the past, Zhao Hao's elder brother warned them not to erupt in silence and perish in silence, which means that if you don't treat yourself as a lunatic, others will treat you as a fool.

Choose between crazy and stupid to act, and if you act for real, it will become a rule.

And once you truly regard this concept as the rule of life, recognize it from the bottom of your heart, and surrender to it, it will not be difficult to achieve success, but living is tiring, and comfort is not really comfortable.

After hearing these words, Yan Hui fixed her eyes on him and said, "This is too bitter."

His eyeballs were unnaturally dark.Zhao Hao covered his mouth, Yan Hui was slightly suffocated, but his eyes were still repeating: This is too bitter.

"He's inside." Meng Huaiming saw that Zhao Hao was lying. At first, this man was in high spirits, but his anger was not strong, he was just venting.

Meng Huaiming firmly pressed against the door with his legs, but Zhao Hao blocked the frame like a door god.

"Let me in, if you don't agree, I will report and warn you of illegal detention."

"Go to your illegal detention."

Zhao Hao thought it was funny, and poked his finger on Meng Huaiming's chest, "Listen to me, boy, for the last time, Uncle sees that you are young and don't care about you, so I asked someone to come during the day and come over in the middle of the night. I don't know, but I thought you wanted to ..."

Endure for a while, get ready to go, make a move when it's time to make a move, make a move when it's time to make a move, preemptive strikes, and don't pick up teeth, this is Zhao Hao's style after he is proud of himself in the business field.

In addition, when dealing with cultural people who are impolite and face-saving, you can't compare culture, but who is more airy.

Those who are desperate for face will lose face, and those who are too proud will bow their heads.

Zhao Hao lowered his voice and said maliciously: "I thought you were going to... catch | rape."

Jiang Hua was smoking at the entrance of the unit building, and the security guard on duty at night walked back and forth in front of him three times.

On the fourth trip, the security guard, with an electric baton attached to his waist, came forward and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Wait." Jiang Hua replied solemnly.

It's a pity that he has an upright temper, but his face is not decent, so he went to the crew to fill in the crowd, and he acted one by one.

It just so happened that today he was dressed in cheap clothes, and the little angels standing by the fountain seemed to be richer than him.

Appearing in a high-end neighborhood late at night is particularly eye-catching.

The security guard was worried, and came back after a while: "Brother, who are you waiting for at night?"

If Jiang Hua laughed and joked twice, the security guard's awareness of defense might be reduced, but Jiang Hua didn't. He said impersonally: "Wait for someone, there's no need to tell you."

Xiao Hu, another assistant who came back from the car, came to the rescue in time: "Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai hei Getting angry, it's not a good look for us old men to go up."

The security guard took the cigarette, glanced at Jiang Hua again, and walked away.

The more advanced the place, the more skilled people are needed. Obviously, this big security guard is well versed in this.

Since the gatekeeper is willing to let them in, it makes sense.

"You, you, your brain is not as fast as a little security guard!" Xiao Hu punched Jiang Hua, "If you don't know what to say, you can make it up. At worst, it's Young Master Chen's person. He dares to do something to you."

Young Master Chen is a resident of this community, and also Meng Huaiming's childhood friend, so they can come in at midnight only after walking this way.

Jiang Hua was puzzled: "You and I belong to Brother Meng, how can we say we belong to Young Master Chen?"

"Damn it, it's worse than before! I told you to go to the Internet to study hard, so you can learn like this?" Xiao Hu hates iron for being weak, and will be pissed to death by colleagues who can't lead him.

Jiang Hua said seriously: "I learned it."

"What have you learned?"

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

"...Fuck."

Xiao Hu borrowed a fire from Jiang Hua, raised his head to look at the tall building above the sky, and let out a puff of white smoke.

In fact, he was quite angry in his heart, who wants to run out to drink the northwest wind at night.

Although Meng Huaiming had helped him when he was in trouble, he also said that he would not be treated badly by following him. Now that he has not been treated badly, his life is not bad. Meng Huaiming is not a big star, so they only work as assistants. I feel really condescending.

"What are you talking about, brother Meng? We just broke up not long ago, and now we are eager to play a hero to save the beauty. At night, my Xiaocai is still waiting for me to warm the bed." Xiao Hu complained a little.

"Small dishes?" Jiang Hua listened to his ear, "Didn't you use to be Beibei?"

"Beibei is in the past tense."

——Then you still say Brother Meng.

"It's written all over your face...don't think about me that much, it's different." Xiao Hu shook his head: "I always get together and hang out, and I haven't had any trouble with girls, and many of them are still willing to be with me. friend."

The implication is that Meng Huaiming kicked him, and there is nothing to explain.

He thinks that he can still be friends after breaking up, and maybe he can continue the relationship in the future. However, in Xiao Hu's view, there is a difference between talking about friends and dating. Save for marriage.

Xiao Hu didn't understand the idea of ​​being gay, it's going to end soon, but that person happens to be his own boss, so it's not easy for them to talk too much about their subordinates, and they really disdain Meng Huaiming's boyfriends.

Xiao Hu single-handedly handled Yan Hui's finishing work, and their division of labor has always been like this, so Jiang Hua didn't know how it ended in the end.

He had always thought Meng Huaiming was playing, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Brother Jiang, to be honest, I'm quite scared right now."

Xiao Hu's cigarette smoked quickly, "Brother Meng said he would quit, I thought he was no different from ordinary people, now Brother Meng turned around and chased him, it seems that he is more powerful than I originally estimated."

"I think Mr. Yan is very nice."

"Is it good, who knows which aspect is better." Xiao Hu threw away the cigarette butt, "By the way, has he ever looked for you? I was surprised at the time, but logically he should look for you first, after all, you are easy to fool."

Jiang Hua was used to being ridiculed by him, and he also knew that Xiao Hu had no ill intentions towards him. If he wanted to squeeze himself out of Mr. Meng's assistant job, he would have dealt with him 800 years ago, and he had no chance to speak here.

Jiang Hua thought about it for a moment and replied, "No."

Then he froze.

Is it true?

On the 28th floor, Zhao Hao waited with great interest for Meng Huaiming's expression to change.

But Meng Huaiming remained calm and expressionless: "No way, if I want to catch a traitor, I will bring the reporter team here directly, and the flashlight can directly knock on the door for me."

Now it was Zhao Hao's turn to be silent.

Meng Huaiming knew how to use words to suppress these local ruffians, and it was not the best policy to fight them head-on. What they cared about was the packaging they had managed to set up and put themselves among the upper class, even though that packaging was just their delusion for self-satisfaction.

But Meng Huaiming didn't expect that, knowing this, he finally gave up on the best strategy and chose the worst strategy.

With the movement of raising his arm, Meng Huaiming clearly saw the scratches on Zhao Hao's shoulder.

The blood streaks drawn by the fingernails are like a cat scratching.

Fresh still oozing blood.

Meng Huaiming waved his fist and greeted Zhao Hao's appearance.

Scuffling, punching, instinctive attacks without moves.

Zhao Hao fought with him in front of the porch, and fell into the house after hitting him. This was exactly Meng Huaiming's wish. He just wanted to stand up, but Zhao Hao pushed him to the ground again.

With a backhand punch, Meng Huaiming gained the upper hand with his youthful body, and just when he was about to knock Zhao Hao down, all his coherent movements stopped suddenly.

Zhao Hao took advantage of the loophole and kicked him in the stomach.

Meng Huaiming, who was 1.8 meters tall, threw himself forward, ignoring the pain of the impact, staring straight ahead.

Yan Hui folded her arms and leaned against the door of the bedroom, she didn't know how long she looked there.