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Graduation season, from time to time, you can see graduates dragging their suitcases in a hurry in the school. I left school after I got the certificate last year because of the relationship with the office. I was not very sentimental.It’s just that the upstairs of the rented house was being renovated, and the noise made people uneasy. I lived in the school dormitory for two days. There are several good bookstores near the school. I searched for books for a day and took a few original Greek French Pawn extra-curricular books and go to the cafeteria to eat.

Just after dinner, the phone rang.

I was holding something in my hand, and I thought it was the office's phone, so I picked it up without looking at it, but the other person didn't even say "Hello", and said directly: "Come to Yinmei."

"What?" I wanted to ask again, but the person on the other side had already hung up, and when I checked the number, it turned out to be Li Xiu.

I found a place to sit down to eat, and within 10 minutes, the phone rang again.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" He has practiced outside for two years, and his behavior style is becoming more and more like his father's, and he is not polite at all.

"I'm at school, and I'm still eating." I was afraid that he would lose his temper, so I asked, "Where are you?"

"Where else can you be, Yinmei." He didn't know who he was complaining to: "You're in trouble, don't move, I'll pick you up."

I slowly ate a small bowl of rice, and locked the books in the depository of the supermarket. There was still a copy of the Civil Code that couldn't be locked in, so I had to hold it in my hand and go to the school's avenue to wait for him.

Li Xiu's car has always been driving fast, it only takes more than ten minutes from Dongdan to my school, and the license plate is so fierce that no one dares to mess with him.This time it was really fast, the ginkgo tree in the school was lush and lush, I stood under the tree for less than 2 minutes, a Porsche drove over at a high speed, braked directly in front of me, and almost rushed to the curb.He showed a face through the car window, which was even more stunning than the last Chinese New Year.But the words are always concise: "Don't stand stupidly, get in the car."

I went around to the back seat, and he frowned: "Does the co-pilot have thorns?"

There is no reason to talk to this kind of person, I resigned to my fate and sat in the co-pilot, fastened my seat belt with a desperate heart, I don't know where to poke his smile, he sneered, and started the car directly.

The huge recoil pushed me directly against the back of the seat. Fortunately, I moved quickly and the seat belt was already fastened.

"Slow down, this is school." Although there was no one on the road during class time, he couldn't stand such a rampage.

"Worry." He said something disgusting, but his speed slowed down.

Out of the school, began to be silent.

Between the two of us, there was nothing to talk about since we were young.

I was terrified of him as a child.

I have never seen such a beautiful child, with brown hair, eyes as blue as the sea, clear and beautiful, and skin as white as porcelain.But when he opened his mouth, he was fiercer than anyone else. The most domineering kid I saw in the orphanage was not as difficult to get along with.But I was too terrified at that time. I owned a home for the first time, so I was trembling, afraid of doing something wrong. Even if he robbed my food, kicked my chair down, and pretended to be a ghost to scare me at night, I would not be angry. , I just want to try my best to treat him better.

It was only later that I grew up and understood.

I have never been the protagonist with a halo, and those scenes of rebellious teenagers with true emotions will not appear on me.

I'm a supporting character.

If it takes a thousand people to set off the protagonist's luck, I should be one of them.Even if there are a little more roles, after a few episodes, it will naturally show its original shape.

So I rarely take the initiative to contact Zheng Ao.

If he wants to see me, I'll go there.He had a wonderful life, and I lived my life alone.Even if he said he wanted to see me, and said that I didn't see him twice a year in some crappy school, I just smiled quietly and listened to him patiently.

He said, but I couldn't believe it.

A supporting role requires the consciousness of a supporting role to appear at the right time to embellish the life of the protagonist.Exit at the right time, leaving the protagonist and Mrs. Destiny happy ending.Show up too much and it will be annoying.I am just a slightly more important passer-by in his life, a friend who occasionally walks with him in a camera, and an unknown person smiling in the background of his future wedding photos.

And I like him.

This is the only thing that shouldn't happen.

When we arrived at Yinmei, a bunch of people were already playing there.

After Li Xiu brought me here, it was as if he didn't know him. Anyway, I was used to it. I found a place to sit down by myself. There was no tea, only beer.

After drinking half a glass of beer, someone patted me on the shoulder. I turned my head, and a very beautiful face was smiling at me.Zheng Ao was regarded as a girl because she was too good-looking when she was a child. When she grew up, her bones grew and her bones improved a lot. At best, she was considered neutral.

"Why don't you say hello to me when you come here!" He put his arms around my shoulders as usual, and sat down on the sofa. Looking at the wine in his hand, it seemed that the alcohol was not low.

"I just arrived, I haven't seen you yet." I moved the beer glass and asked him to put it down.He didn't see it at all, and took a sip of his wine.

The bodies that are close at hand, just sitting close to each other like this, already makes me not know where the day is.I subconsciously hold my breath.Being too close, I can smell the familiar scent on his body, probably some kind of perfume, like a forest in the sun, but it suits him very well.

He was probably tired from playing, so he leaned some weight on me, sitting in a casual posture, drinking wine, and occasionally someone came to say hello to him, he raised his glass and licked the corners of his mouth.This kind of smile was passed down in the Zheng family, with only one corner of the mouth turned up, elegant and perfunctory, fleeting, not even polite.

"Are you going home at night? Drink less wine." I couldn't help but persuade him.

"I won't go back today." He answered briefly, standing up without knowing who he saw.Holding the cup to leave, he lazily told me: "Don't leave later, there is still a show tonight."

I nodded and saw a woman waving to him warmly in the direction he was walking.A very glamorous face, not the traditional Chinese beauty, but wild and healthy, with deep contours, a pair of big eyes, thick eyelashes, black eyebrows, bright red lips, black hair like ink, with Glossy like a crow's feather.She has a hot body and is wearing a close-fitting, low-cut honey-colored dress, which is so aggressively beautiful that it almost lights up half of the bar.I saw Zheng Ao walking over, she opened her arms exaggeratedly to embrace him, and kissed him on the cheek.Beautiful people have this advantage, no matter how exaggerated their expressions are, they will not look ugly.The people around laughed and said something, probably feeling that he was very lucky.

"That's Shakira." Someone next to me explained to me: "Chinese-American, just returned to China, she is very beautiful."

I turned my head, and I don't know when there was a man sitting next to me, young, a little pale, but also very handsome, but his eyes were light, his face was narrow, and he looked inexplicably melancholy.

I was born with a supporting role face, and very few people strike up a conversation with me, especially the same sex.This is a very unexpected situation.

He and I looked at each other, laughed, and stretched out his hand very gentlemanly: "My name is Luo."

I shook hands with him: "My surname is Xu."

Probably my tit-for-tat reply made him laugh. This Mr. Luo laughed, and his smile was also melancholy, a little accommodating to other people's moods.

"Well, my name is Luo Xi, the bustling Xi."

"My name is Xu Lang, the Lang who read the book."

"Do you like watching movies?" He asked me calmly.

I looked at him suspiciously.

"That's the name of a movie...but it's not important." He didn't hold a glass of wine, and he was probably a frequent visitor to this bar. He leaned back on the sofa, resting his hands on his pillow, with a very comfortable expression: "I often go to This is the first time I see you."

"I don't come here often." I turned my eyes to look around, Lu Jiaming is not here, Li Xiu won't be so attentive.His personality is very similar to his father's, he is very cold, arrogant and almost boring.There was nothing appealing about the men and women in the pub, and I grew up hearing him complain that the bunch of dudes he went to school with were stupid as pigs.

If Luo Xi had a problem, Li Xiu probably wouldn't just come and scold him away.

There is no way I can talk to this person as if nothing had happened without knowing the reason for this person's visit. My character lacks the peace of a soldier who pretends to be nothing.Because nothing good happens in my life by going with the flow.

He probably also saw my guard, smiled and didn't speak again.

After a while, his friend came to say hello and whispered something in his ear. He smiled at me and left first.

His clothes are of good quality, and his attitude is elegant and reserved that is unique to a certain class. He doesn't seem to be someone who will strike up a conversation with others inexplicably.

At the beginning, when I first arrived at Li's house, some people would not be able to figure out my origin, so they would come to inquire about it, or they might misunderstand, hoping to get something from me.But after I moved out to study, I lost a lot...

He didn't look like that either.

"What are you thinking about?" A coat was thrown over, Zheng Ao put his arms around Shakira, and called me lazily: "We're leaving, put on the coat, it's cold outside."

Shakira's big bright eyes looked at me curiously. The long dress she was wearing was honey-colored, close-fitting, twinkling, outlining a flexible and slender waist, which was the most beautiful female curve, and Zheng Ao's hand was around her waist.

The coat he threw to me was black, leather, and turned upside down when I took it off.I lowered my head to avoid Shakira's eyes, but my fingertips felt as if they were being pricked by needles.

A long time ago, I knew that I liked this man named Zheng Ao.Because as long as anything related to him makes my heart beat out of control, as long as I am with him, I am like a kid who sneaks away to play basketball in class. Stolen warmth.

But, there is one thing, even if I stay with him, it hurts me.

In the first case I took with Lawyer Su, the client's husband cheated and wanted a divorce. I don't know how much my heart hurts..."

In fact, I really wanted to tell her that the most painful thing is not losing.

Instead, sitting next to him, watching him hug other people, his smile, his focused eyes, his passenger seat, his bedroom door closed, all for others.

One minute and one second, one knife and one knife.

It hurts more than Ling Chi.