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The two sat in the restaurant waiting for text messages. While waiting for the meal, Chu Feimu went out for a while, and when he came back, he held a car key in his hand and explained: "My friend came to deliver the car to me. It will be more convenient to drive. I guess the other party is not native."

Aoki nodded.

"If you are tired, go home first, and I will go alone."

Aoki took a sip of the drink with a straw, and hurriedly said, "I'll go with you."

Chu Feimu smiled imperceptibly.

At this moment, I have received three text messages, all of which are real-time location information.

The fourth text message confirmed the other party's location.

Article [-] The two of them traveled lightly and only brought two bottles of mineral water.

The car drove for almost an hour and a half, and it was just at sunset when we arrived in the city.

The sky was getting darker, the clouds were dyed a warm orange-yellow, the whole sky seemed to have an attractive rust color, and the golden sunlight danced between the eyelashes of the two of them.

Chu Feimu is proficient in driving, unlike a novice, while concentrating on the front, he can also squeeze Aoki's hand with one free hand, or ask Aoki if he wants to listen to music, drink, or get out of the car for a walk.

Aoki basically didn't speak much, for fear of affecting Chu Feimu's driving.

When approaching the address on the text message, the corners of Aoki's mouth curled up into a helpless smile.

Chu Feimu quickly turned his head and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Aoki said triumphantly: "Does our current appearance look like the second-year middle school youths who have a fight?"

Chu Feimu burst out laughing, and turned on the radio music casually: "It would be more similar if it was accompanied by some battle songs."

The sun was drowsy in the air, yawned one last serious, and left quietly, and they also arrived at the gate of a dilapidated residential area smoothly.

The address shows that it is the first floor.

After confirming the house number, Chu Feimu shrugged impatiently, then glanced at Aoki, nodded, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

No one should.

When Chu Feimu knocked on the door for the second time, there was an unpleasant response from inside, and then the door opened.

He blocked Aoki with his shoulders, his chest heaved violently, looked at the person in front of him in a questioning tone and said: "The mobile phone you picked up today belongs to me, return it to me now, I will not call the police."

In order to maintain a humble and gentle image in front of Aoki, Chu Feimu lowered his voice a lot, but his tense chin showed his impatience at the moment.

He drove all the way here, tired and exhausted, if it wasn't because he wanted to show in front of Aoki that he cared a lot about the photos and chat records he sent, and he had a broken mobile phone, no matter if he didn't want it, how could he come all the way to find him.

The man standing at the door acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, put his fingers into his huge ears and turned them around a few times, and blew the earwax on his fingertips disdainfully, his nose let out a lazy snort like a pig: “You are sick Well, say what? I don't know."

Chu Fei was so angry that he took a deep breath through his nose, tried his best to suppress his temper, gritted his back molars, and said through gnashing of teeth: "My phone has a location, don't waste time arguing, we will solve it quickly, you want money? Still looking for a fight?"

Aoki took a step forward, and only then did he see the person standing in front of him clearly.

He is quite fat, with big ears, eyes as small as mung beans, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, with his mouth wide open, and he looks like you can do anything to me. He pushed the glasses down with his oily hands, leaving With a clear greasy fingerprint, he swears a curse word and spits at Chu Feimu's feet.

Aoki felt as if something disgusting had hit his eardrums, and he endured to the extreme, the exhaustion of this journey was transferred to emotions, and he erupted instantly.

He squeezed Chu Feimu away, facing the person in front of him, he was fat but not tall, he was a head shorter than Aoki, looked like a sack from a distance, his body was wide and fat, but he could fit Aoki's whole body into it.

This man opened his mouth wide again, as if he wanted to swallow Aoki in his stomach, exhaled fragrant, and squirted yellow waste, cursing quite dirty.

Aoki looked at the person in front of him without showing any sign of weakness, as if he was looking at a lump of rubbish that was an eyesore, he heard it impatiently, frowning deeply, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and slowly unpacked it, while unpacking it. He said, "You took off your glasses."

The man continued to curse, completely ignoring Aoki's advice.

Chu Feimu was afraid that this person would sneak up on Aoki, so he blocked Aoki with his shoulders and protected him behind him.

However, Aoki pushed Chu Feimu aside, quickly stuffed the tissue in his hand into the man's mouth, covered Chu Feimu's eyes with his right hand, gave Chu Feimu a comforting look, raised his leg and kicked him, and directly put him down. He fell down on the person in front of him.

The man was kicked and fell to the ground, his glasses were cracked with spider veins, and he let out two unknown groans.

Aoki looked down at this person and said: "So, didn't I tell you to take off your glasses just now? Be obedient."

The man lay on the ground, struggled a few times and sat up while holding the door frame, hemuttered for a long time without saying a complete sentence.

"you you……"

Aoki interrupted directly: "What are you? Either you go in and take out your phone now, or come out and challenge me one-on-one, choose one."

The man crawled into the house, and after a while, he came out with his mobile phone, handed it back to Aoki, and glanced timidly at Chu Feimu beside him.

Aoki smiled softly: "That's right, in this way, we won't bother you."

The man looked at Aoki as if he was insane, and hurriedly closed the door, for fear that Aoki who smiled softly would grab the collar and drag him out of the door in the next second.

Aoki was shaken by the wind from the crack of the door, turned around inexplicably, and glanced at Chu Feimu blankly: "Here, your mobile phone."

Chu Feimu was stunned for a moment, before recovering from Aoki's gorgeous high-flying kick, he couldn't help asking: "Aoki, have you ever learned Taekwondo?"

Aoki smiled without saying a word.

"judo?"

Aoki still didn't speak.

Chu Feimu remembered that Aoki also fought last time, and the opponent was also Alpha. During the fight, Aoki was serious about business, like a stubborn little wolf cub, viciously showing no weakness, yet unusually gentle.

Chu Feimu hurriedly followed.

"You don't have a hobby, do you?"

Aoki asked back: "What?"

Chu Feimu looked around, leaned close to Qingmu's ear and said, "Fight."

Aoki looked at Chu Feimu in surprise and bewilderment, blinked constantly, smiled without saying a word.

It's like being guessed.

On the way back, Chu Feimu was still driving.

Aoki has a driver's license, but his driving experience is zero. To be on the safe side, he doesn't want to show off his skills.

After driving for such a long time, Chu Feimu was indeed a little tired. He was sleepy when driving at night, especially after spending a whole day in the park during the day. He must be tired by now.

Aoki saw it, and looked at him frequently to avoid being careless and dangerous.

There are few cars on the road, but the speed cannot be kept up.

Viewed from the side, Chu Feimu's eyelashes are very long, black eyelashes almost covering his eyes, extending to the outer corners of his eyes, making the end of his eyes look upward, but if he didn't stare at his eyelashes, he wouldn't feel that way.

Driving at night with someone you're salivating sitting next to is pure torture.

The car drove slower and slower, Chu Feimu turned to look at Aoki and said, "You know so many things, can you repair cars?"

Aoki sat up straight, forced a smile and said, "Well, I really don't know how to do it. I even struggle to drive."

Chu Feimu smiled wearily, and said after deliberation: "I don't think we can go back tonight."

At first, Aoki thought that Chu Feimu was just making a joke, until he looked into the other party's eyes.

Chu Feimu's eyes were like a beam of light, twinkling dots, extremely soft, with a wet ambiguity and temptation inside.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of white smoke rose from the hood of the car, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night, like the smoke from cooking in the wilderness in the cold winter months, making people inexplicably tired.

Aoki had an ominous premonition, and immediately asked: "Could it be that the car broke down?"

Chu Feimu parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head to look at Aoki, his eyes were full of exhaustion and slightly intoxicated, looking into his eyes, it seemed as if he could be intoxicated.

He nodded calmly, then took out his cell phone to call his friend, but after pressing it for a long time, the cell phone didn't respond, it should be out of battery.

Aoki hurriedly handed over his mobile phone, and at the same time as he entered the power-on password, the last light in the car dimmed in front of their eyes.

In order to adapt to the darkness, the two of them blinked desperately a few times, and they couldn't believe that all the unlucky factors were concentrated on this day.

Aoki said instinctively: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chu Feimu chuckled lightly in the dark: "Qingmu..."

Aoki made a long tail: "Huh?"

"Why do you always steal my lines?"

"What line?"

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Aoki was thinking of a solution, and Qianqian replied: "Who said it's different? Anyway, it's like a scumbag's quotations."

Chu Feimu chuckled, groped in the dark for a while, found Aoki's hand, and grasped it firmly.

Aoki let him hold him, slandering in his heart, the classic action of a scumbag.

Chu Feimu climbed along Aoki's arm with his palm up, stopped at a certain position, and kept circling it with his fingers. After a few circles, he suddenly pressed the tip of his index finger against the skin on the inside of Aoki's arm, and made a screwdriver to twist it. screw action.

An ambiguous breath sprayed on the side of Qingmu's ear: "Why don't you go back tonight?"

Aoki looked at Chu Feimu in disbelief, not quite understanding what he meant.

In terms of emotions, Aoki is somewhat dull, one is that he has never experienced it, and the other is that when people watch idol dramas and romantic movies, he is watching horror movies.

Chu Feimu explained again: "Look, I'm tired and my car broke down. Why don't I find a hotel to stay tonight and try to go back tomorrow morning."

Aoki didn't understand the hint, and was just about to put forward another rationalization suggestion, when he heard a bang, Chu Feimu had already smashed his head on his shoulder, rubbed it left and right, and said half coquettishly and half complaining: "I'm so tired Ah, I can’t drive anymore, let’s go back tomorrow.”

Fearing that Aoki would not believe it, he added: "It's so late, and there is no place to repair the car. The car I borrowed from a friend must be repaired before returning it."

After a while, Aoki said lightly: "Then stay for one night and then go back."