The perfect game for personalities

After the weekend is a new week.

It’s already the hottest time, Jiang Fei wanted to drop by to buy vegetables on his way home after school, but remembered that two days ago, the old man in the alley said that there was a new vegetable market elsewhere, and the price of vegetables was cheaper than the nearby one a little.

Now he lives entirely on the money of his adoptive parents, but the money is not much, and he has to save a sum for emergencies, so his life is very tight, and he didn't even buy a new flashlight.

The summer nights came later and later, he walked to the vegetable market on foot, and when he came back after buying vegetables, it was dark, hazy and gentle.

The road here was something he had never been to before, but he felt vaguely familiar with it.

He was standing in front of the road sign recalling the route when he came, when he suddenly heard a shout.

"Hey!"

At first, Jiang Fei didn't think it was calling her, but she still concentrated on thinking until someone patted her on the shoulder.

He turned his head and looked at the stranger on the motorcycle in surprise.

The other party was wearing a jacket, his hair was dyed blond, and he wore earrings on his ears. His appearance was not bad, but he looked a little flirtatious.

Seeing Jiang Fei froze, the other party showed a deliberately friendly smile.

"You don't remember me? Xiang Zimo and I are in the same band."

It was only then that Jiang Fei remembered that he was the band member who yelled at him when he left the bar that day to buy him a drink next time.

But he doesn't like each other, whether it's the clothes, the appearance, or the overly hot gaze.

No wonder the streets here are familiar, as if Xiang Zimo took him to the bar that day.

He took a few steps back without saying a word, and was about to leave.

The other party hurriedly blocked his way on a motorcycle, looked him up and down, with a strange tone.

"Fuck, you're really a high school student."

Jiang Fei was keenly aware of what had happened, looked up at him, and said calmly.

"I'm still a sophomore in high school."

The students in the second year of high school are generally underage. Sure enough, the other party's face changed, and it seemed a pity, but he kept looking at him unwillingly.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Jiang Fei walked over and walked straight ahead.

The slender figure is wearing a blue and white school uniform, which is a touch of bright white and light color in the dusky evening and noisy streets.

The weather was too hot, and Jiang Fei was sweating on the back of his neck, winding along his back, and the thin school uniform was unevenly pasted on the well-proportioned back line, as if he could vaguely see patches of flesh color, which was exceptional Delicate white.

He walked forward like this, quiet and upright, like the frosty moonlight, piercing into the apex of people's hearts on a hot summer night.

The yellow-haired band member's eyes were straightened, and the dark thoughts that were interrupted in the bar last time sneaked out again.

In an instant, he only struggled for a second before he was completely controlled by the irresistible excitement.

"Hey!"

The sound of the engine approached, he followed Jiang Fei, and said suddenly.

"Don't you know Xiang Zimo? Something happened to him in the bar. Would you like to go and have a look?"

Jiang Fei stopped, looked at him hesitantly, and frowned slightly.

"What happened to him?"

The sudden staring made the band members' mouths dry. He secretly swallowed his saliva, his gaze quickly passed over Jiang Fei's slender neck and sunken collarbone, and even his breath became hot.

He lied without changing his face.

"Xiang Zimo was drunk at the bar, and he almost got into a fight with someone when I came out."

He guessed that the relationship between Jiang Fei and Xiang Zimo was different, so he used Xiang Zimo's news as a bait.

And Jiang Fei should have refused carefully, but Xiang Zimo did often come back with a smell of alcohol these days. He couldn't find a way to get closer to Xiang Zimo. Now that he heard it, he really hesitated .

Seeing his wavering, the other party took the opportunity to sigh.

"Well, it's not like you don't know that Xiang Zimo has a weird personality, and it's even worse when he's drunk. There are so many bottles in the bar, and you don't know if he will beat others to death."

As he spoke, he observed Jiang Fei's expression calmly.

Sure enough, Jiang Fei only hesitated for a moment, then said.

"Okay, I'll take a look with you."

The blond hair was overjoyed, and quickly moved forward, saying overjoyed.

"Then get in the car and I'll take you there."

He was still fantasizing about intimate contact, but Jiang Fei shook his head vigilantly.

"Please show me the way, I'll go there."

"Oh, it's too late for you to walk over, let me take you there on a motorcycle."

The yellow hair did not change his mind after a few words of persuasion, and was afraid of arousing his suspicion, so he had to give up.

He pushed the motorcycle alongside Jiang Fei, trying to find topics to chat with as much as possible along the way, but Jiang Fei seldom answered, and when he was annoyed by the question, he quickened his pace and left him behind, so he had to follow up again.

It was almost eight o'clock when we arrived at the bar, and there were not too many customers coming in, and the music was playing at a slow pace.

The yellow hair glanced around the bar pretendingly, then turned to talk to Jiang Fei.

"Xiang Zimo is not here, let me see if he has gone to the backstage, wait a moment."

Jiang Fei nodded and waited at the backstage door.

People around him came to strike up a conversation, and they were very close. He frowned and hid aside, shaking his head.

Soon, the yellow hair came out from the backstage, and the guest who was sticking to Jiang Fei was stunned when he saw him, and then smiled knowingly.

"Fuck me, it turns out that you kid..."

He is a frequent visitor to the bar, and he and the yellow hair are good friends, and now they can tell each other's thoughts just by looking at each other.

The yellow hair winked at him, then approached, lowered his voice anxiously, and said to Jiang Fei.

"Xiang Zimo had an accident inside, come in quickly!"

The staff guarding the backstage saw Xiang Zimo bring Jiang Fei into the backstage last time, and they had to be ordered by Sister Xue, so they let him go immediately.

Seeing Jiang Fei hurriedly walking backstage, the yellow hair turned around, lowered his voice triumphantly, and flaunted wantonly with the guest who was pestering Jiang Fei just now.

"Well, this is exciting enough, it's still a chick."

They turned a blind eye to Jiang Fei's too young face and the school uniform on his body. In this underground bar, even clean things will be stained.

The regular customers were so greedy, they stared straight at Jiang Fei's back, discussing with the yellow hair.

"Brother, play with me too, I have never played with such a pure student."

"Wait until I'm done."

The yellow-haired man chuckled, only had a quick chat with the other party, then quickened his pace to follow, and casually pointed out the way behind Jiang Fei.

"In the room right in front of you, Xiang Zimo is inside."

There were other people in overalls in the corridor carrying wine in and out through the back door, as if they were restocking, so Jiang Fei's vigilance dropped, and he really thought that Xiang Zimo was inside, so he hurriedly opened the door and went in.

The room where the lights were not turned on was pitch black and I couldn't see clearly, but I could hear that it was quiet and there was no one there.

His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

He turned around immediately, but the yellow hair was holding something in front of him, and sprayed it a few times in front of him.

The invisible mist had a sweet smell that was too greasy, and Jiang Fei caught it all inhaled into his mouth and nose, staggered back, his consciousness became soft, and his eyes went dark.

A staff member passed by holding a wine bottle on the side of the road. When he saw the yellow hair, he greeted him.

"Isn't there no band performance tonight? Why are you here? Are you playing?"

The yellow hair embraced the silent Jiang Fei with one hand, deliberately covered his face with his hair, and stood at the door half hugging and half dragging, smiling.

"My friend is drunk, I just brought him backstage to relax, and I'm leaving now."

The other party's eyes naturally fell on Jiang Fei, and after seeing the school uniform on him, he was taken aback.

The yellow hair winked at him quickly, and said ambiguously.

"How about it, I just bought a student outfit online."

"Yo, you guys really know how to play."

Sure enough, the other party no longer became suspicious.

The yellow hair couldn't wait to half support Jiang Fei, and left the bar.

the other side.

The phone shows the call status, and the nails are newly made bright red.

He Xue was questioning the other party angrily.

"What's the matter with you? The ordered wine was delayed until evening, how can I do business! If this happens again in the future, our cooperation will be canceled immediately!"

The other party kept apologizing and explaining the promise for a long time before He Xue hung up the phone with lingering anger.

The bar will have new goods delivered every day, and she will check them personally, but she has been out these few days, so she can only supervise the staff to check the quantity carefully from the monitor.

Every place in the bar is equipped with cameras, the latest models, small and hidden, only the staff and regular customers who have stayed in the bar for a long time know.

After hanging up the phone, He Xue finished watching their deliveries on the mobile phone, and when she was about to exit the monitoring, she suddenly found a somewhat familiar figure on the screen.

Wearing a school uniform, white and thin.

He Xue recognized that this was the child who came with Xiang Zimo before. She was a little surprised, but couldn't help being overjoyed, thinking that Xiang Zimo had finally figured it out and went back to the bar again.

But seeing the person who was following Jiang Fei and talking to him, He Xue's eyes widened in astonishment.

And when she saw the two of them entering a room for a short time, and soon the yellow hair was holding Jiang Fei out ambiguously, she suddenly realized something, and immediately transferred back to the monitoring of that room.

She saw the yellow hair spray something at Jiang Fei, and her face suddenly became extremely ugly.

The underground bar is not considered clean. In order to balance the interests of all parties, He Xue has always turned a blind eye to certain things.

But she forbids anyone to use indiscriminate means to deal with others in her territory, not to mention that Jiang Fei is pinning her hopes on the person who is most likely to save Xiang Zimo, so she cannot just sit idly by.

She knew that the yellow hair was playing crazy, but she had never caused any trouble in the bar, so she didn't take it to heart. She didn't expect that he would actually attack Jiang Fei now.

She couldn't go back to the bar for a while, so she hurriedly contacted Xiang Zimo in a hurry.

It took half a minute for the bell to be connected. Xiang Zimo's voice was hoarse and a little drunk.

"Hey?"

He Xue knew that he didn't want to come to her bar recently, and went to drink elsewhere, and now she didn't care about reprimand and distress, and said anxiously.

"Go to the underground bar and save that kid! He was drugged and taken away!"

There was silence for a few seconds, as if digesting what she said.

After reacting, Xiang Zimo hung up the phone.