Mr. Jiang's little trick

"Mu Mu, you know, I hate people who touch you the most."

Under the street lamp, a middle-aged man in security uniform walked unsteadily, holding a bottle of Erguotou in his hand.

He was still singing a ditty, not aware of the approaching danger at all.

Less than 20 meters away from him, a car was speeding towards him, and Cheng Mu was sitting on the co-pilot of this car.

He was tied up, tears kept rolling from the corners of his eyes, wetting the bright red abrasions on his cheeks, stinging unceasingly.

But he couldn't care about the pain anymore. Seeing the car getting closer to the man in front, he turned his head to look at the indifferent Xiao Yanjin, and shouted again in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Yanjin, stop! I call you Stop! Hit him like that and he'll die!"

Xiao Yanjin looked straight ahead, the corners of her lips raised, her eyes were cold-blooded and crazy: "I knew he was going to die, my purpose was to kill him, who told him to touch you..."

"You lunatic!" Tears blurred Cheng Mu's vision, his voice trembling, "I beg you, Xiao Yanjin, I beg you, don't do this, don't kill people..."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Cheng Mu could only beg Xiao Yanjin humbly, he didn't want anyone to die because of him.

That man was a new security guard in Cheng Mu's community. The last time Cheng Mu escaped home with scars, he happened to be bumped into by this man. He pretended to help, but groped him while helping Cheng Mu.

Fortunately, Cheng Mu was vigilant and pushed him away while someone was passing by and ran home.

But what neither of them expected was that Xiao Yanjin had already hidden the tracker in Cheng Mu's clothes.

He is a hunter with a certain chance of winning. He was bored to play the game of chasing and chasing with his prey for a while, only to find out that some garbage dared to covet his things. It was really a disgusting thing.

Ah, such an annoying person, why not die.

Xiao Yanjin, who followed Cheng Mu home and saw everything, thought so at the time.

"My dear Mumu, you have to show some attitude when asking for help." Xiao Yanjin smiled, with a seductive tone, "What should you call me, huh?"

As he said that, he slowed down the speed of the car slowly, intending to stop.

The security guard was almost at the end of the road, as long as he walked into the side road, it would be difficult for Xiao Yanjin to drive in.

Cheng Mu wanted to stall for time and refused to speak for a long time. Xiao Yanjin saw through his trick and rushed over again at a faster speed.

"Brother! Brother Yanjin!" Cheng Mu panicked and almost screamed. That's what he called Xiao Yanjin when he hadn't revealed his true colors, "Brother Yanjin! Please! Stop! Don't kill me!" he!"

It's been a long time since I heard Cheng Mu call her brother. Xiao Yanjin seemed to be listening to the sounds of nature, and even happily hummed a song. Listening to the melody, it was the song "Hibiscus" composed by him himself.

Seeing that Xiao Yanjin was in a good mood, Cheng Mu thought that he would let that man go, but he was wrong, Xiao Yanjin's happiness and his intention to kill him were not related in themselves.

Amidst Cheng Mu's desperate screams, Xiao Yanjin hummed his favorite song, and before the man walked into the path, he rushed over at the fastest speed of the car and knocked the man into the sky.

The wine bottle fell from the sky and fell into the grass by chance. It was unscathed, but the wine gushed out, and it all soaked into the mud.

The man was not so lucky. He was hit by a car and fell to the ground like a pool of mud. The dazzling blood flowed all over the ground, and he died.

"The hibiscus blooms quietly under the moon, like a young and pure boy."

"Bloom for him in my heart and dedicate all my love and beauty."

"I love him, it's a secret made public, moths fly to the flame and turn into ashes, never let go..."

The hit "Hibiscus" was playing on the radio, and a familiar voice sang along with the music.

At the car accident scene full of bloody smell, Xiao Yanjin hugged Cheng Mu, who was crying bitterly, and hummed over and over again until the siren approached.

Before being taken away, Xiao Yanjin leaned close to Cheng Mu's ear, smiled and said to him: "Mu Mu, you can only belong to me."

The music stopped abruptly, and it was Jiang Lin who pressed it. He just saw that Cheng Mu was not in a good mood, and wanted to turn on the radio and play some music to relax him, but who knew it was that person's song.

He didn't realize it at first, but he realized that Cheng Mu's face was getting worse and worse.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Jiang Lin wanted to apologize, but Cheng Mu interrupted him as soon as he opened his mouth. He said angrily, "I want to get out of the car..."

Jiang Lin turned to look at Cheng Mu, but was taken aback by his expression. Cheng Mu's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were wide open, as if he had remembered something terrible, his eyes were full of fear and disgust.

"Cheng Mu..." Jiang Lin panicked. He quickly pulled over and stopped the car. Before the car stopped, Cheng Mu pushed open the door and stumbled to the trash can on the side of the road. He covered his chest and vomited.

Jiang Lin ran to Cheng Mu's side with water and tissues, and gently stroked his back to comfort him.

Cheng Mu vomited for a long time until his body trembled and his eyes burst into tears. If it wasn't for Jiang Lin's support, he might have fallen to the ground.

Seeing that Cheng Mu had finished vomiting, Jiang Lin helped him clean up the stains on his lips, and fed him water to rinse his mouth.

"Mumu, are you okay, is there any discomfort, shall we go to the hospital?"

Jiang Lin hugged Cheng Mu, whose hands and feet were weak, and Cheng Mu was shivering, as if it was because of the cold, but not just because of the cold.

Hearing Jiang Lin's words, Cheng Mu shook his head feebly. He looked up at Jiang Lin, his eyes were red with tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

"Jiang Lin... Jiang Lin..." Cheng Mu called Jiang Lin's name, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

Jiang Lin felt his fear, held him tightly in his arms, and comforted him softly: "Mu Mu is not afraid, with me here, don't be afraid..."

Cheng Mu buried his face in Jiang Lin's chest, weeping uncontrollably, "It's all my fault that he died, I killed him, I killed him..."

Jiang Lin didn't know who he was talking about. He had missed too many things after leaving Cheng Mu, but he always believed that Cheng Mu was a kind person. It must be a misunderstanding.

"Mu Mu is good, it's not Mu Mu's fault, it's not..." Under the curious eyes of passers-by, Jiang Lin lowered his head and kissed Cheng Mu's hair, comforting him gently and patiently.

In a corner where no one noticed, a camera was quietly pointed in the direction of the two, capturing their intimate actions clearly.

When Cheng Mu's mood stabilized, Jiang Lin carried him back to the car, but he still insisted on going home, Jiang Lin nodded in agreement.

The car was parked downstairs, Cheng Mu went up to get things, Jiang Lin took the initiative to follow, Cheng Mu didn't say anything.

In the elevator, Cheng Mu's eyes were still red, and he looked very depressed, but he didn't lose control like before.

He looked at Jiang Lin and said hoarsely, "Thank you for helping me just now."

Jiang Lin shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's just a matter of little effort."

After he finished speaking, the elevator fell silent, and the awkward atmosphere that followed us began again.

When the two were together before, Jiang Lin was the one who didn't like to talk, while Cheng Mu had to babble with something stuffed in his mouth. With him around, the scene would never be cold.

But now Cheng Mu has become the most silent person. Even if Jiang Lin wants to liven up the atmosphere, but with his original character, he can only have more than enough energy.

Fortunately, the floor arrived soon. Cheng Mu invited Jiang Lin in, poured him a glass of water, and went into the house to pack things by himself.

Jiang Lin sat on the sofa, looked around, and observed where Cheng Mu lived.

The house is not big, but it is very warmly furnished, without the cold feeling of living alone, and the small bookshelves by the wall are full of books.

Jiang Lin walked over to take a look. Except for the works of some well-known writers, one of the floors was full of novels written by an author named "Mizuki".

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows, Mizuki...Mu?

Cheng Mu wrote it himself?

He took out a copy, and it looked brand new. The first website is very famous, even people like Jiang Lin who don't pay attention to this kind of literature have heard of it.

Jiang Lin glanced down casually, and saw a familiar name on the side cover of the book on the next level.

Author: There is no chopped pepper in the fish head with chopped pepper.

Isn't this the one who yelled at Cheng Mu and took photos of his abs?He is also the author?

Jiang Lin took it out and saw that he and Cheng Mu were on the same website, and the title of the book was "The Naughty Little Wild Cat of the Cold-Blooded Prince".

Author gender: male.

Jiang Lin: "..."

Why would a man take such a strange title?Definitely not a good thing!

Opening the title page, there was a line of words written in a flying style: For the dearest little Mumu~

Jiang Lin: "..."

Well, he's not even a thing.

Jiang Lin already had a bad impression of him, but now he preconceived that he is an unscrupulous author, and Cheng Mu would definitely be spoiled if he associates with him again!

He searched the novel website, first found Cheng Mu's book, clicked to subscribe to the full text, and rewarded several thousand yuan by the way.

Then I turned to the little wild cat of Chop Pepper. Not only did I not subscribe or give a reward, but I even wrote a long section of comments viciously, none of which were good.

Jiang Lin himself didn't even notice that his behavior was really childish, most people wouldn't do such things after graduating from kindergarten.

Sure enough, jealousy makes a man unrecognizable.

He followed Cheng Mu's column, and planned to read all of his books someday, so that he might be able to find clues about what happened that year from his words.

When Cheng Mu finished packing and came out, he saw Jiang Lin was still sitting quietly on the sofa waiting for him. He dragged the suitcase and said, "It's hard work for you to wait so long, let's go."

Jiang Lin went over to take the suitcase and let Cheng Mu carry the computer bag.

The car drove in the direction of Jiang Lin's house again. After many years, the two lived under the same roof again. Unlike last time, this time, it was Jiang Lin who came to pick Cheng Mu home.

At this time, in a certain villa, the woman's vermilion lips rose after reading the photos sent by the private detective.

She typed and replied: [Continue to follow, it is best to take a private photo, the kind that can confirm their relationship at a glance. 】