camouflage amnesia

In winter, night always falls earlier.

The students in the third grade of junior high school had to finish their evening self-study before going home. When they left school one after another, their shadows were stretched long by the street lights.

The alley next to the school is very dark, but it connects the school gate and an old family building, and most of the students living in that building will go together.

"Why so little money? Sending off beggars?"

A yellow-haired man in a black jacket kicked hard at a skinny boy in school uniform.

The boy fell backwards, with his back against the wall, his hands wrapped around his body out of fear, "Didn't I just give you money yesterday?"

His voice change period seems to be later than others. At this age, his voice is still soft, like a girl.

"You had dinner yesterday, do you want to eat today?" The skinny man next to Huang Mao pressed the cigarette butt in his mouth against the wall next to the boy, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"I'm really out of money." The boy raised his hands to cover his ears, his voice trembling.

"It's not my fucking concern, even if you steal money from the family, you still have to collect the protection fee for me." Huang Mao put the money just counted into his pocket, "I'll let you go today. "

At this time, a person suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley. From the dim streetlights outside, it could be seen that it was a girl, and she seemed to be a good-looking girl.

Mu Qingran gathered her hair into a bundle, and slowly smoothed out the frizzy ends of her hair with her long and slender fingers, and pulled off the black rubber band on her wrist to tie her hair.

The high ponytail was tied behind the head, exposing the smooth neck, like fine porcelain, shining and white, without any blemishes.

The people in the alley couldn't see it so clearly from these distances, but they were all dumbfounded.

Mu Qingran walked towards those people, looked at Huang Mao, and asked in a calm voice, "Is this a money grab?"

"It's none of your business?" Huang Mao stammered, not because of fear, but because he almost drooled just now.

"Take it out." Mu Qingran said.

The skinny stick laughed out loud, "The little girl has to weigh herself when she sees righteousness and courage." Then, she put her buddy on the shoulders, "Otherwise, she will put herself in it."

The little boy got up from the ground and grabbed Mu Qingran's sleeve, "Give them this little money, I, let's go."

He didn't know who this girl was, but he knew that these people were not easy to mess with, and he couldn't let a girl be in danger for him.

Mu Qingran's voice was very low and soft, but very intimidating, "Are you deaf?"

"Smelly girl, how dare you talk to me like this!" Huang Mao felt that he had lost face in front of his little brother, and was furious.

"Today, and the money that was stolen from him yesterday, take it out." Mu Qingran repeated, raising her voice a little, obviously impatient.

"Yo, you two can't be in that kind of relationship, right?" Huang Mao sneered, "A dignified man wants a woman to protect him, no, I was wrong, you can't be considered a man."

The little boy clenched his hands into fists, angry but helpless.

He was often bullied because of his developmental delay.

Mu Qingran didn't say another word.

Five minutes later, Huang Mao and his little brothers were lying on the ground, yelling "Ouch, Ouch".

The little boy stood there, dumbfounded.

Mu Qingran walked up to Huang Mao, stepped on his calf, and watched him without speaking.

Huang Mao quickly took out a handful of money from his pocket and stuffed it to this scary girl.

"How much did they rob you?" Mu Qingran turned to ask the little boy.

"50 today, 200 yesterday." He still remembered what Mu Qingran said just now, asking them to return the money from yesterday and today.

Huang Mao had no choice but to take out some change from the other pocket.

Adding up is not enough for the number mentioned by the boys.

Huang Mao said in a pleading tone: "Women Xia, can you let go of your feet first? I need to get some private money."

Mu Qingran lifted her foot and took a step back.

Huang Mao sat up, took off his shoes, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his socks, and offered it with both hands.

Mu Qingran frowned and glanced at the little boy.

The boy took the money himself.

"get out."

"Dele!"

Several boys ran out rolling and crawling.

"Thank you today." The boy said.

"I'll snatch back half of the money as your reward." Mu Qingran said.

The boy froze for a moment, this seemed to be different from the bravery he had imagined.

Mu Qingran didn't talk nonsense, counted out what she deserved from her hands, and returned the rest to the boy.

"If you still need protection in the future, you can let me earn this money, and give me half of the money you originally gave them as a protection fee." She was ready to leave after speaking.

"My name is Chen Yi." The boy said hastily.

Mu Qingran didn't intend to exchange names with him, but after glancing at him, she added one more sentence: "If someone robs something, you have to find a way to get it back."

Turn away.

Mu Qingran stood in the entrance, the light was dim and yellow, not as bright as the living room.

The intersection of lights is like a dividing line between light and dark, separating them into two spaces.

The child who used to be cautious when peeking at her, at this moment, was looking straight at her, with inquiry and interest, and his eyes didn't evade.

Even though she was wearing a nightgown, she didn't even cover her legs, so it would be seductive.

"Sister, go take a bath first, don't make me wait too long, adults have less time than children, and wasting an hour is equivalent to dying an hour early." He Mu spoke first.

Mu Qingran stood still.

He Mu got up and walked slowly to Mu Qingran.

"Sister, do you want me to wash it for you?"

"Since there are so many toys to play with, why bother staring at me."

"Of course it's because you are having fun. With my sister's IQ, would you still ask me this kind of question?"

"Your definition of fun is very interesting." Mu Qingran thought that her performance on the bed was not fun.

What she didn't want to admit was that asking such a question was just a temptation again and again.

"Do you remember the Lego blocks we built together?" He Mu said, "You can build different shapes with different parts."

The smile on her lips widened, "My sister is like a Lego building block to me. I spelled it wrong before and put it together like that. If I take it apart and put it together again, it will definitely make a very interesting thing." .Isn't this fun?"

"The Lego blocks that have been put together should be put aside." Mu Qingran said, "No matter how hard you work, you may not be able to put them together in a different way."

"I spent so much money to buy it, and took so much effort to take it apart. If you don't try it, how will you know?" He Mu grasped Mu Qingran's wrist, and slowly slid his fingertips into her palm, moving gently. ,caress.

Mu Qingran's muscles were tense, trying to suppress something.

"My sister's resistance to me now is probably because I touched other toys, and you care about it?" He Mu's expression and tone were full of provocation.

Mu Qingran leaned forward slightly, pressed her thin lips against He Mu's ear, and let out a low moan.

He Mu froze for a moment, as if getting an electric shock.

Mu Qingran has always been tolerant, this is the first time she heard such a voice.

Mu Qingran bypassed He Mu.

The sound of dripping water came from the bathroom.

He Mu's eyelashes drooped and his eyes were dark.

The more Mu Qingran takes the initiative now, the more ridiculous the image she looked up to in the past looks. Could it be that Mu Qingran can't take the initiative, but he won't take the initiative with a child who is useless.

Her heart was still clamoring, wondering if Mu Qingran had captured another person in the same way when she was not growing up.

Mattresses were messy.

After lingering for a long time, He Mu was still wearing a silk nightgown.

Mu Qingran's hands grabbed her neckline several times, but she was bound by her.

There was a thin cloth between the two, and Mu Qingran still couldn't touch the warm skin she wanted.

It was as if there was a hand holding her heart, sometimes tightening and sometimes loosening, and sometimes stroking it with fingertips, gently itching.

It made her uneasy, and she still couldn't get real satiation.

"He Mu." Mu Qingran couldn't help calling out these two words, "Take it off."

In the past ten years, she has always called her name like this.

Obviously it's just two simple words, but it always makes the person called lose their minds.

He Mu's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't fulfill her sister's wish.

Today's flowers are blooming extraordinarily coquettishly, and under the wrap of morning dew, they even look a little fragile and lovable.

He Mu hugged Mu Qingran from behind, it was rare to drive her off without finishing.

Holding it through the clothes like this made me feel inexplicably at ease.

Could it be that as long as you don't hand over your sincerity, my sister will take the initiative to approach, and like today, she will bloom beautiful flowers that she has never seen before.

She closed her eyes, sniffing the residual ambiguous smell at the tip of her nose, and a childlike smile curved her lips.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Mu Qingran kept flashing one scene after another in his mind.

Mixed in this clip, there is also the feeling of the first kiss that should have been diluted by time.

What she doesn't like, she will reject, and what she doesn't reject, she just doesn't hate.

I don't know if the street lights outside are too dazzling one after another, she feels like her body is like a high-speed train suspended in the air, she has no time to think, no time to turn, she will hit something in the next second.

She doesn't like this sense of loss of control.

——"Yue Yanxi got the nominal account for the judges to accept bribes from the contestants. It should be to attack the He family. I'm afraid it will affect my competition."

——"It's not He Jinzhou who will be disrupted so easily." She believes that she can handle this little problem.

There was a man named Chen Yi on the phone.

It's Mu Qingran on the phone.

The author has something to say: Quietly, the second watch is coming.

感谢在2021-01-0419:40:13~2021-01-0421:44:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of mice in the movie theater;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!