The love story between Zhuo Yidao and Zhou Xiaowen began on an ordinary rainy night.

It is the early spring season, when it is warm and cold, the wind blows up the rain and slaps on the body, making people shiver from the cold, and pedestrians are in a hurry, eager to enjoy the warmth of the family.

The night was getting darker, and the girl who had just got off work was walking through the dark alley with an old azure umbrella, and stepped on something abruptly under her feet.

Zhou Xiaowen let out a low voice, her beautiful eyes lowered. After her eyes got used to the darkness, she saw the man leaning in the corner.

The unknown man was wearing a black tracksuit, his whole body was almost integrated with the night, he sat on the ground silently, his left hand was tightly covering his right arm, but there was still dark red viscous liquid on his elbow. Flow out in a controlled manner.

The man's face was as pale as paper, and his half-length black hair was soaked by the rain, covering it softly. He raised his head, his eyes fell on the few cold stars in the sky, and there was an inexplicable tranquility in his expression.

Zhou Xiaowen didn't know what was wrong with her. She knew what it meant to be a man who was injured late at night in a place like Hong Kong City where the underworld was rampant, but her feet seemed to be nailed in place, she couldn't move, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the ground. Sticking to the handsome facial features of the man.

Sensing Zhou Xiaowen's gaze, the man looked over slowly, his eyes were clear and indifferent, clearly reflecting the girl's beautiful face, but it seemed as if he hadn't seen anything.

The moment their eyes met, Zhou Xiaowen's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. She looked at the man timidly, hesitated for a moment, and plucked up the courage to ask, "Do you need help?"

She thought that the man would definitely agree. After all, his condition doesn't look very good. If this continues, the wound is likely to be infected. However, it turns out that Zhou Xiaowen guessed wrong.

The man glanced at her quietly, shook his head, and continued to stare at the sky in a daze.

Zhou Xiaowen stood there, at a loss, but she was reluctant to leave just like that.

After a while, the man looked over again and said dryly, "Let's go."

Zhou Xiaowen bit her lip, opened her mouth to say something, met the man's gaze, but swallowed the words, and walked away lightly.

The man had expected such a result, and closed his eyes peacefully.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xiaowen went back and forth. She put the anti-inflammatory medicine and mineral water in her hand in front of the man, opened a new umbrella, and put it beside the man. After doing all this, she didn't say a word to leave.

When Zhou Xiaowen was doing these things, the man kept watching her expressionlessly until her figure disappeared, and something flashed quickly in his dark and deep eyes.

Regarding what happened on that rainy night, Zhou Xiaowen kept her mouth shut all the time, even her younger brother who was dependent on each other was also kept a secret from her.

Zhou Xiaowen didn't know why she cared about a man who didn't seem to be kind, and even spent a sum of money to buy medicine for him when the siblings couldn't afford food and clothing. However, from that day on, she often thought of that man , those midnight-like dark eyes often appeared in her mind inadvertently.

After the accidental death of her parents, Zhou Xiaowen became the pillar of the whole family. In order to support her younger brother Zhou Xiaoyuan to go to school, she had to work two jobs every day, and went out to set up a stall to sell snacks on weekends.

Zhou Xiaowen has been ingenious since she was a child, and she is especially good at cooking. The snacks she makes are high-quality and cheap, and there are many tricks, and she sells a lot every time she goes to the stall.

In order to lighten her elder sister's burden, Zhou Xiaoyuan often asks for leave to help her. Both siblings are smart people, with quick hands and feet, and tidy things up. They can arouse people's appetite, and they can earn a few dollars in one night.

But the premise is that there are no hooligans who are extorting in the name of protecting them.

A few sleazy men demanded thousands of dollars when they opened their mouths. How could the siblings get it? The movements of her hands became more obscene, Zhou Xiaowen was so angry that she almost cried.

Seeing his sister being bullied, Zhou Xiaoyuan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He wanted to go up and try his best, but he was punched and kicked to the ground.

The diners didn't want to cause trouble, turned a blind eye to the siblings' pleading for help, and left quickly. Zhou Xiaowen cried out that Tiantian should not answer, and the ground was not working, struggling desperately.

At this moment, a clear male voice suddenly came over, "Scar, what are you doing?"

The leader, Scarface, froze for a moment. He stopped what he was doing, turned his head hastily, bowed his waist, and smiled obsequiously: "Oh, this is not Brother Zhuo. Why are you free today?"

Zhuo Yidao slowly walked out from the depths of the darkness, a thin lancet circling between his slender and white fingers, like a flying white butterfly.

When he got closer, Zhuo Yidao raised his eyelids and glanced at the scarred face, and said with a half-smile, "Why, are you very interested in my daily itinerary?" The knife is also shocking.

Scarface rubbed his hands, and explained helplessly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I am concerned about you, Brother Zhuo."

"Really?" Zhuo Yidao chuckled noncommittally, he chose a folding chair and sat down, casually played with the blade, and smiled at the scar face next to him: "This restaurant's wonton noodles are very good. Don't want to try a bowl?"

Dao Scarface is not a confused person, he knew Zhuo Yidao's meaning as soon as he rolled his eyes, he waved his hand to let his subordinates let go of Zhou Xiaowen, and apologized to Zhuo Yidao with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Zhuo likes to eat this restaurant. Things? Oops, you see what happened, the flood flooded the Dragon King Temple, and the brothers almost hurt their own family."

"It's not really my own family." Zhuo Yidao replied indifferently, "It's just that I'm always talkative, and I like to lose my temper when I can't eat well. It's okay if I hurt others."

"That's, that's, Brother Zhuo, don't worry, I promise you will eat happily in the future." Dao Scar answered yes repeatedly, winked at his brothers, and then said to Zhuo Yidao: "Brother Zhuo You eat slowly, we won't be in your way here." After speaking, Zhuo Yidao didn't move his eyebrows, and quickly left with others.

The cool night wind blows, and the streets return to silence.

After a long time, Zhuo Yidao raised his head and said to Zhou Xiaowen, "Make me a bowl of wonton noodles."

Zhou Xiaowen nodded, but blushed quietly again after a while, grasping the worn and frayed corners of her clothes with her fingers helplessly, and suddenly felt ashamed under the clear eyes of the other party.

In Hong Kong City, you don't need to know the racecourse, the entertainment city, or the underworld, but you can't help but know Zhuo Yidao of the Green Gang.

Zhuo Yidao is a very dangerous and mysterious man. No one knows his origin. When everyone realizes that there is such a person in the Qing Gang, Zhuo Yidao has become a confidant next to Boss Du, helping him deal with some disobedient forces. stubble.

The experience of wandering on the edge of life and death all the year round made Zhuo Yidao's sword skills superb.

How terrifying is Zhuo Yidao's sword technique?

Someone once said that as long as Zhuo Yidao wanted to, he could take a person's life with a lancet in his hand, or he could use the most clumsy machete to slice a person into thin and uniform pieces of meat.

The weirdest thing is that he wants you to die with the first cut, and you will die with the first cut. There is no mistake or omission.

No one would dare to be an enemy of such a man, especially since he is quite favored by Boss Du and has been in the top of the Green Gang.

Therefore, after learning that Zhuo Yidao likes to eat snacks made by Zhou's siblings, no matter what the meaning behind this sentence, Scarface will not be stupid enough to challenge Zhuo Yidao's prestige again. This is the survival wisdom of a small person.

Sure enough, since then, Scarface never came to collect protection money, and the Zhou family siblings were able to live a peaceful and stable life.

And Zhuo Yidao seems to really like to eat the snacks made by Zhou Xiaowen. He always comes here once or twice a month. He likes to choose late at night when there are few pedestrians. With the wind and frost all over his body, he walked over unhurriedly, ordered a bowl of wonton noodles, took a note after eating, and left in silence.

This situation lasted for a long time, gradually, Zhuo Yidao became familiar with the Zhou family siblings.Sometimes they haven't seen each other for a long time, Zhuo Yidao will bring some unseen local specialties, or a souvenir or two, and the snacks made by Zhou's siblings for Zhuo Yidao are always very generous.

So the strange feelings that followed seemed to be reasonable.

Zhou Xiaowen has all the beautiful qualities that a girl of this age should have, kind and beautiful, pure in mind, and can always warm your heart when you smile. For Zhuo Yidao who has lived in darkness for a long time, this kind of warmth is Fatal attraction.

They are in love.

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