It's better to fall in love

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50. Subway

The bedroom has a spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling window. Standing in front of this high-rise floor-to-ceiling window, you can overlook the most prosperous street in the city.When He Wanluo walked into the bedroom, Jing Ling was lost in thought by the window.

He gently walked behind Jing Ling, hooked his waist from behind, rested his chin on Jing Ling's shoulder, and greedily breathed in the air exuding Jing Ling's unique faint fragrance. between hands.

"Brother Jing, if tomorrow is the end of the world, what do you want to do most now?"

"That's enough for now, how about you?"

"Huh? Brother Jing, you are so easy to be satisfied. If tomorrow is the end of the world, then I will make it the end."

Jingling Shihua knew that this guy couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth, so if he knew it, he wouldn't bother to ask him.

"Brother Jing, you are scolding me in your heart, I heard you."

He Wanluo tightened Jing Ling's ring, leaned close to Jing Ling's ear, and unexpectedly bit Jing Ling's ear, the tip of her tongue wandered along the ear, the moist and warm breath tickled Jing Ling's heart, making Jing Ling Ling couldn't think about anything else.

Jing Ling had always disliked being close to people. If he got too close, he would feel uncomfortable all over. Only He Wanluo's embrace made him feel that every cell in his body was intoxicated by it. He Wanluo's breath was addictive like poppies. He rubbed it tightly into his body.

He Wanluo's kisses were intense and dense, covering Jing Ling's lips, ears, and neck, making Jing Ling's eyes gradually blurred, feeling that all the blood in his body was rushing to a certain part of his body, and he was a little bit tired because he had accumulated too much. Painful, longing for caresses to relieve this sore feeling.

In this lingering and lingering moment, an untimely voice suddenly came out.

It was He Wanluo's stomach that made the sound.

In the quiet bedroom, both of them could hear these cooing sounds clearly. The original good interest was disturbed by this sound, and the passion quickly faded away. Only then did He Wanluo feel as if he was really hungry. Haven't eaten yet.

"Let's go out and eat."

Jing Ling buttoned up the few buttons on her chest that had been undone, and straightened her clothes.Today, several things happened in succession to distract him, and because he himself would not be hungry, he even forgot that He Wanluo is still a mortal who needs to eat without food.

"Don't," He Wanluo held Jing Ling who was about to go out, a little coquettishly, "I want to eat what you made."

Jing Ling liked this the most, every time He Wanluo looked at him with big innocent eyes, he had no choice but to compromise.

"It would be great if I could learn Luofu without having to eat." He Wanluo was obsessed with money and began to think frantically, or else he could practice a bigu spell by himself, and he would definitely save a lot of money.Then I thought again, if I didn't have to eat, I would definitely lose a lot of fun in life, and I couldn't help but start to sympathize with my previous life again.

No one was at home for several days, and there were only a few eggs and tomatoes in the refrigerator, and the ingredients were limited. Jing Ling dug out all the usable things, ran to the kitchen and started tinkling and busy.He Wanluo didn't know what he could do, so he stood aside and watched. He lost his parents since he was a child, and Jing Ling was the first person to cook for him in so many years. He was attached to this man who was full of fireworks at the moment. Sometimes he can clearly feel that this person is exclusively for him.

The water in the pot was boiled, and Jing Ling was busy going down. The noodles with clear soup and little water were really not delicious. He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a piece of frozen beef in the refrigerator, which could just be taken out to add ingredients to the noodles. , I immediately went to the refrigerator to get it.

As soon as the door of the refrigerator was opened, Jing Ling smelled a strong smell of blood. It stands to reason that frozen things should not have such a strong smell.Jing Ling suddenly developed an appetite for this piece of frozen raw beef, and always felt that the piece in his hand exuded an attractive aroma.

"Oops—" He Wanluo exclaimed from the kitchen, and Jing Ling quickly dropped the beef in his hand and ran to the kitchen in a hurry. It turned out that He Wanluo was kind enough to help and wanted to cut tomatoes, but he almost never held a kitchen knife. How could he know about tomatoes? Everything would slide and end up cutting itself on my finger.

Jing Ling could smell the sweet smell of blood just a few meters away. He felt a hunger in his stomach that he had never felt before. He stared at He Wanluo's blood-oozing fingers, as if he had been hungry for three days and three days. People in the night saw the food, and they couldn't help walking forward, wanting to fill the feeling of emptiness in their stomachs as soon as possible.

"Brother Jing, Brother Jing?"

When Jing Ling came back to her senses, she realized that she actually held He Wanluo's finger in her mouth, and the blood flowed in, and the hunger seemed to have subsided a bit.

"It's okay, this small wound doesn't hurt." He Wanluo thought that Jing Ling was worried about her wound, so she comforted him instead.

Jing Ling was puzzled by her own gaffe. He Wanluo's knife wound was not serious, and the blood stains quickly solidified and scabbed. After just a few minutes, the wound that was still bleeding just now healed itself.Even so, he always felt the faint smell of blood still filled the entire kitchen, as if he was suddenly more sensitive to the smell of blood.

After eating this meal, Jing Ling's mood was heavy, and he had a vague bad guess in his heart, that what was supposed to come would come anyway.

In recent years, the development of the new city can be regarded as changing with each passing day. It has just won the right to handle the Youth Olympic Games. The government has begun to vigorously promote urban construction. The first thing to solve is the problem of traffic congestion. They are all construction teams, digging tunnels and building elevated roads everywhere, making the whole city dusty.What's worse is that sometimes due to improper operation of construction personnel, large-scale construction accidents will be caused.

He Wanluo is now facing a catastrophic construction accident.

He was rushing to work at the TV station, but he encountered a large-scale collapse of the road ahead. He heard that pedestrians were injured, and ambulances and police cars blocked the road. In the middle, there is a dilemma, and it is difficult to move an inch.

Seeing that this month is coming to an end, and the perfect attendance award is coming soon, He Wanluo has always been a money fanatic, but he didn't want this month's hard work to be ruined in one go. He looked around, and fortunately it was not far from the subway station, so he immediately decided to abandon the car Take the subway to work.

It happened to be the morning rush hour, and about one-third of the population of Xincheng gathered at the subway station. He Wanluo was almost pushed to the ticket gate by the crowd. Amidst the crowds, He Wanluo caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

The one with long hair, wearing white clothes, and a work permit on his chest is not Bai Wuchang, who else is it?Behind Bai Wuchang was another person in black clothes, who also had a work permit, and it should be Hei Wuchang who had never appeared before. They seemed to be very busy, and they didn't notice He Wanluo's existence at all.

I don't know why they came to this crowded subway station to join in the fun. He Wanluo just wanted to stop them to ask, but saw the two of them walking away through the wall. Then he remembered that only he could see them. As a neuropathy, I had no choice but to suppress the idea of ​​saying hello to them.

The long waiting platform was crowded with people. He Wanluo seldom took the subway. He didn't know that the competition for taking the subway was so fierce now. Life was indeed not easy, and there was competition everywhere.

"Hello." When He Wanluo was in a daze and his thoughts were wandering, someone behind him patted him on the shoulder.

"It's really you," the young man who patted him saw He Wanluo's face clearly, and suddenly became excited, "Hello, Senior He, we both graduated from the Communication Department of Xincheng University, how many years behind you are I?" .”

"The senior had already graduated when I entered school." Seeing He Wanluo's puzzled expression, the man continued to explain.

"No wonder I don't have an impression of you."

"I have been hearing stories about seniors for four years in my university, and the programs of seniors are still used as material for our classes." The young man's eyes were shining with the light of a fan.

"What's your name?" He Wanluo was a little embarrassed by the random compliments, and then remembered that he didn't seem to know the name of this cute and talkative junior.

"Look at me, I was so excited that I forgot to say my name," the young man patted himself on the head, took out a business card with his name on it from his pocket, and handed it to He Wanluo respectfully, "My name is Lu Ming, graduated from senior year this year, and is preparing to apply for an intern at Xincheng TV Station."

"Come on, I am optimistic about you, you will definitely pass the interview."

For this lovely junior, He Wanluo sincerely sends her best wishes.

"Really, when I go back, I must tell the people in our dormitory that I met senior He today, and the senior said he was optimistic about me."

Seeing the excited expression on Lu Ming's face, He Wanluo couldn't help but sigh, the kid who just graduated is so cute, if he really applies for the job, then I would ask him to join their column group, just as the position of assistant is also vacant.

"Senior, let's take a photo together." Lu Ming excitedly took out his phone, with the look like a fan meeting an idol.

He Wanluo was flattered, but he didn't know that he was so famous in his alma mater that he was treated like a celebrity.He has always been good-tempered, so of course he couldn't bear to refuse the request of his cute junior, so he immediately posed for a photo with Lu Ming.

As soon as Lu Ming put away his phone, the subway came into the station.

The two walked into the subway together, and the tide-like crowd dispersed them. Following the flow of people, this was already the last car. He Wanluo was squeezed into the middle, and Lu Ming should have been squeezed to the end of the car. part.As soon as the car started, He Wanluo received a WeChat message. Lu Ming, who had just added it, sent over the group photo they had just taken. Lu Ming also added an interesting caption to the group photo P. He Wanluo also felt that this elementary school boy was very interesting. Creativity, couldn't help but want to help him, so he changed hands and forwarded this group photo to his circle of friends.

The subway was moving fast in the dark underground, and suddenly, for some reason, the train shook, and the bright lights in the carriage began to flicker, like the lights of fireflies, flickering unwillingly for a while, and finally went out.

At the same time, the train came to a sudden stop, and the whole train was plunged into darkness.