Window 2, Seventh Canteen

Jiang Wei was worried about the kitten, so he called Yue Chen three times in one night, asked about the little guy's food and drink, and stopped when he had nothing to say.

After dinner, the two sat on the sofa to soak their feet as usual.

This habit was left by Han Zilu when he suffered from insomnia, even though Jiang Wei now knew that Han Zilu's insomnia was cured, the habit remained.

The two were shirtless, with their feet stacked on top of each other, red from ankle to calf, soaked in sweat.

Every time Jiang Wei soaked his feet, he would feel sleepy, discussing tomorrow's plan with Han Zilu in a daze, before he finished speaking, his upper and lower eyelids were already tightly glued together.

After dozing off for about 10 minutes, Jiang Wei woke up suddenly and almost kicked the foot washing bucket over.

"It's broken! I..." He looked left and right anxiously, and when he saw Han Zilu, he swallowed the rest of the words.

"What's wrong?" Han Zilu was a little worried.

Jiang Wei: "Uh... no, I'm dreaming."

Han Zilu: "What did you dream about, so scary?"

Jiang Wei: "Uh... I forgot."

Jiang Wei lied, the dream was fake, but he didn't completely lie, the sentence "I forgot" was true, he did forget a very important thing.

During this period of time, I was patronizing those milk cats, and completely forgot one thing - to give Han Zilu a gift.

That pair of cufflinks has been lying in his travel bag since Shanghai, and he hasn't taken it out until now.

Jiang Wei looked at Han Zilu, smiled embarrassedly, and forgot about it, his brain can be rebuilt!

Han Zilu: "What are you smirking at?"

Jiang Wei: "Why don't you go to 798 tomorrow, don't always accommodate me, we can go wherever you want, you can choose the place."

Han Zilu: "Who accommodated you? I've always wanted to go and see it, but I lack a tour guide. It's just right that you are here now."

Jiang Wei didn't say much, 798 is 798.

He planned that tomorrow he must find a restaurant with a better environment and deliver the gift that was one month late.

Generally speaking, 798 is quite lively during the summer vacation. Students who travel to Beijing, Wen Qing, always like to hang around here to feel the artistic atmosphere and cultivate their artistic cells.

But today there are not many people.

The reason is simple, it's raining.

The air was full of heavy water vapor. From yesterday to this morning, it finally turned into a heavy rain and poured down.

When the lightning flashed and the thunder struck, Jiang Wei and the others were still sitting in the taxi and had just walked halfway.

Judging from this posture, it should be a shower that comes and goes in a hurry. Jiang Wei struggled for a moment, and decided to go to 798 as planned. After all, the gift is ready and the restaurant is also booked, and the plan cannot be changed just because of a little rain.

What's more, rainy days have the mood of rainy days. He only brought an umbrella. When the time comes, the two of them will walk together in the rain under the umbrella. It will be quite a pleasant thing to think about.

But the facts quickly proved him wrong.

When I first got out of the car, the bean rain was just falling down sparsely, but within ten steps, the sparse beans were poured down, making my head numb.

Jiang Wei hurriedly opened an umbrella, but under the storm, how could one umbrella cover two people, even if they hurriedly ran to hide from the rain, the two of them still got half of their shoulders wet.

In the exhibition hall closest to the gate of the factory, there was a row of people standing at the gate, all dripping wet, cursing the damn weather.

"It's all my fault. I should have just taken a taxi home." Jiang Wei looked at Han Zilu's head with some embarrassment, only to see half of his white T-shirt was wet, revealing the complexion underneath, and half of his hair was also wet , sticking to his face in a mess, his breathing was a little rough, and his whole body exuded an inexplicable seductive aura from head to toe.

Jiang Wei swallowed her saliva, she really wanted to pull Han Zilu to kiss him hard, and it would be better to do some sports that are not suitable for children, but there were too many people around, so she couldn't do it.

He scratched his head and pulled Han Zilu into the hall, avoiding tourists and going deep.

He looked left and right, Han Zilu smiled and asked him what he was looking for.

Jiang Wei said, "Find a place to kiss you."

Han Zilu: "Did you find it?"

Jiang Wei: "If you know what you're asking, you're still wandering around when you find someone."

Han Zilu raised his eyebrows, took Jiang Wei's hand and turned a corner, and entered a temporary hut. There was no light in the room, only a screen was hung, and a black and white movie was playing.

There was no one in the hut, only a line of dialogue occasionally came out of the stereo, echoing in the empty room.

There is a bench in front of the screen, and a small double sofa in the corner on both sides.

Jiang Wei stared at the sofa, and the wild thoughts in his mind began to get out of control.

Han Zilu took Jiang Wei to the door and dragged Jiang Wei to him by the collar.

Lips and tongues touched, and the temperature quickly heated up. This kiss was like the violent storm sweeping through the city of Beijing at the moment, which made the whole body slightly numb.

The light and shadow on the screen changed, and the flickering light reflected Han Zilu's side face, and it was also reflected in Jiang Wei's half-open eyes. The small room seemed to be another space independent of reality, which made people feel a little dazed.

After the kiss was over, Jiang Wei licked his lips, feeling a little parched.

"You really shouldn't be going out today."

Han Zilu licked the corner of his mouth lightly, and pulled him out of the room again.

Returning to reality in an instant, Jiang Wei felt a little lost, and leaned into Han Zilu's ear, "Why don't you just open the room, it's raining anyway."

Han Zilu pulled Jiang Wei to a painting, "Take a good look at the exhibition, art can sublimate the soul." While speaking seriously, he suddenly attacked Jiang Wei's crotch and squeezed his half-hard dick.

Jiang Wei groaned in pain, and just about to fight back, Han Zilu fled to a crowded place with a few steps, pretending to look at Zhan seriously.

Lightning and thunder lasted all morning, and more and more people were hiding from the rain in the exhibition hall. Jiang Wei and Han Zilu gradually had enough trouble, and they really started to look at the exhibition seriously. They were trapped here and could not leave. Watched it at least three times.

At noon, the sky finally cleared up. Those tourists who had been hiding all morning seized the opportunity to escape. A taxi stopped at the door, picked up the guests and drove in all directions.

Jiang Wei pulled Han Zilu, stood at the door and looked up at the sky, "Go home or continue?"

There was a trace of excitement in Han Zilu's eyes, "Of course continue."

The air is humid and cool after the rain, and the wind carries the fragrance of soil and fallen leaves. In this kind of weather, just walking side by side is already a kind of enjoyment.

Jiang Wei and Han Zilu passed by tourists who were anxious to go home, and continued to walk deep into the factory area.

Han Zilu: "Where are you going now?"

Jiang Wei: "Go to eat first, then check the weather. If it's good, go shopping, if it's not good, continue to hide from the rain. However, the restaurant I booked is a bit out of the way, and it may take a while."

The two strolled leisurely, and sure enough, they walked more and more sideways. At first, they could occasionally find someone to ask for directions. Later, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around, so they could only stop and look at the signs at the intersection.

"This is too biased." Turning into an uninhabited alley, Jiang Wei felt a little uncertain, and it would be too embarrassing if he got lost.

"The fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and I'm not hungry, so take your time looking."

After walking for a while, I thought I finally found the right way, but I didn't expect to walk into a dead end. Jiang Wei scratched his head, so he had to go back the same way and start over.

He was a little anxious, his forehead began to sweat, and he stopped to look at the street signs.

Han Zilu remembered passing the ice cream truck just now, and said, "I'll go buy two cones, what flavor do you want?"

Jiang Wei: "Matcha or chocolate, uh... forget it or vanilla."

"I'll just buy you one." Han Zilu smiled and went to buy ice cream. Jiang Wei continued to look at the street signs, thinking about the road he had traveled, and finally figured out the direction.

He waved at Han Zilu, but Han Zilu was paying and didn't see him.

At this time, a car drove by and stopped about two meters away from Jiang Wei.

A tall and thin man got out of the car, wearing a peaked cap. Jiang Wei didn't pay attention at first, but the man walked towards him and said as he walked, "Student, I'm sorry, I'm asking for directions."

Jiang Wei himself was also struggling on the verge of getting lost, and smiled awkwardly, "Look at the street signs, I'm not familiar with this area either, 798 is too big."

"It's okay." The peaked cap smiled, and walked up to Jiang Wei while speaking, "This is the address, please help me to see it."

Jiang Wei lowered his head following his words, expecting to see a business card or a notebook, but unexpectedly, he saw a silvery reflection dancing on the cold blade.

The peaked cap held the handle of the knife, and the tip of the knife pointed towards Jiang Wei's abdomen.

Jiang Wei was surprised, and unconsciously let out an "Ah", the sound spread far away as there was no one around.

Han Zilu held the ice cream in his hand and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

The eye peaked cap withdrew its smile, and looked stern, "Shhh - don't say anything if you don't want to die."

"I'm fine! This man is asking for directions." Jiang Wei yelled at Han Zilu, swallowed his saliva, looked at the man in front of him, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, for example, what is the situation now?Are the knives real or fake?What are the chances of winning by turning around and running away.

The man added, "I didn't come here alone. If you don't want your friend to have multiple holes in his body, then don't use your brain and follow me obediently."

Jiang Wei immediately stopped thinking wildly, "Where are you going?"

"Don't ask, just get in the car with me." As he spoke, the knife had moved to Jiang Wei's waist, and the person stood behind him.

Jiang Wei's mind was buzzing, and as he walked along, he wondered, could it be that Lu Teng came to act again?

But this idea was quickly overturned. As soon as he got into the car, the car suddenly started and drove in a remote direction.

Jiang Wei looked out of the window, and saw Han Zilu stunned for a moment, then threw the ice cream and chased him in his direction. Behind him, a figure sprang out from nowhere, followed him closely, following his movements, The dagger in his hand glowed coldly.

Jiang Wei turned pale with shock, "Zi Lu!"

He was sitting in the middle of the back seat at this time, the person on the left suddenly covered his mouth, and the person on the right grabbed his hands and quickly handcuffed him.

The heavy metal was wrapped around his wrist coldly, Jiang Wei looked at Han Zilu, and his heart became cold.

Han Zilu ran desperately, but he was getting farther and farther away from Jiang Wei's car, and getting closer and closer to the person behind him. Jiang Weiwei's heart rose to his throat, and he took a hard bite to cover his hand without hesitation. Hitting the face of the other person next to him.

The man on the right was hit on the nose, bared his teeth and let out a howl, Jiang Wei was about to continue, but saw Han Zilu being overtaken, and stopped together with the man chasing him.

"Zi Lu! Zi Lu!!!" Jiang Wei just yelled twice, his mouth was gagged again, this time he no longer used his hands, but a ball of rags, rotten and smelly, which made him sick.

The two people on the left and right exerted their strength at the same time, holding Jiang Wei firmly, and he could no longer move.

Jiang Wei didn't care about herself either, she just looked at Han Zilu.

The light of the knife flashed between the two of them several times, and his heart jumped up and down, unable to land.

The distance was a little far, and Jiang Wei couldn't see what happened, but suddenly, the knife was in Han Zilu's hand.

He stood in the middle of the road, with the point of the knife pressed against the man's neck, and shouted, "Stop the car!"

The car stopped, and Jiang Wei was pressed tightly on the back seat, and he could barely see Han Zilu approaching.

When he reached three meters away, the driver got out of the car and went up to him.

Only then did Jiang Wei see that the driver was a muscular middle-aged man with exaggerated tattoos on his neck.

They started talking, but Jiang Wei could barely hear him. He tried hard to speak, but his mouth was blocked, so he could barely make a sound.

Outside the car, Han Zilu pressed the point of the knife against the man's neck, drawing a bloodstain, "Let Jiang Wei go, let's exchange."

The middle-aged man grinned, "If you have the guts, stab someone, exchange? Don't dream."

"Yeah, if you have the guts, you can stab me in the neck to see if your friend can survive tonight. I'm not afraid of death. At worst, I'll take him to be buried with me."

The middle-aged man said again: "The surname Han, we have no grudges against you, we just want to arrest the kid surnamed Jiang, don't be greedy, put down the knife and let you go, I will definitely not make things difficult for you, do what you say, but If you want to change the surname Jiang back, save your troubles, if you have the guts, you will stab someone, and I will see if you can go home with your life. To tell you the truth, we just brought the kid surnamed Jiang Going back to live for a few days is just for money, don't try to save people or call the police, forcing us to die."

Jiang Wei heard a few words, but he also knew that the situation was critical. He tried his best to break free from the restraints on both sides, bumped his head against the glass of the car, and shook his head at Han Zilu.

The middle-aged man glanced back, "Han, you can decide for yourself." After speaking, he left.

Han Zilu suddenly said, "Wait!"

"what?"

Han Zilu retracted the knife, "I'll go with Jiang Weiyi, so you don't have to worry about me calling the police." As he spoke, he walked to the car, opened the door, and dragged the man on Jiang Wei's right out.

The man on the left held the knife against Jiang Wei's neck and yelled at Han Zilu, "What are you doing! Don't mess around!"

Han Zilu got into the car, "Don't mess around." He extended his hand to him, "Tie it up."

At this time, the middle-aged man also got into the car, took the knife from Han Zilu's hand and put it away, tied his wrists with a few strands of hemp rope, and said while tying him: "I didn't expect there to be such a brainless person like you!" Yes, I am in a hurry to find death, brother, I only prepared a pair of handcuffs, so you can make do with it and use a rope."

The rain started ticking again, and the car started, splashing a splash of water.

Han Zilu looked at Jiang Wei, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." After saying this, he was also gagged, and together with Jiang Wei, he was tied up tightly and taken to an unknown distance.