The most ruthless is her

On Thursday, Ruan Mohan already knew that in the sandwich shop, the person who took his order would not be Amy.

Because just outside the store, she saw Amy and her boyfriend standing in the corner under the tree.

Amy lowered her head and put her hands behind her back, as if talking about something pleasant.

Ruan Mihan ordered a chicken breast sandwich as usual, stood at the counter and waited for 5 minutes, and walked out of the store with the sandwich.

After tearing open the package, the sandwich was still warm, and it was still windy today. She chewed while walking, and the cold wind mixed with the hot whole wheat bread entered her mouth.

The texture of the whole wheat bread was rough, rubbing against the unhealed wound on the inside of the lower lip.

Ruan Mohan couldn't help sticking out his tongue to lick it again.

"Ha." A charming chuckle sounded.

Ruan Mohan didn't need to raise his head to know that the owner of the voice was the one who caused the wound on her lower lip.

She lowered her head and bit the sandwich. The first thing she saw was a pair of snake-pattern leather boots. The patterns on the white snake skin were complicated, as if she was showing her toxicity and danger to other creatures.

Further up, there are bright pink stockings, a turquoise skirt, and a rococo patterned black gold inlaid coat.

Jian Shuo dressed herself as a macaw again, colorful and wearing gold and silver.

But her gorgeous face can really hold back any attire, and in the overly fancy clothes, she actually shows a kind of extremely coquettish purity and innocence.

She sat on the back of a bench in the square, stepped on the seat, and whistled at Ruan Mohan.

It wasn't blowing very loudly, because she was also munching on a sandwich, which by the color of it was beef.

She sat in such a high-profile manner that office workers passing by all looked at her, but she was smiling and didn't care.

He waved the sandwich in his hand to Ruan Mohan, as if showing off: "I have it too."

Ruan Mohan glanced at her indifferently, and a sharp whistle sounded in his ear.

A white-haired old lady wearing a red armband rushed over in small steps: "That little girl over there! Who told you to step on the chair?"

Jian Shuo jumped off the back of the chair with a smile, and ran while eating the sandwich.

The old lady chased after her: "Don't run away! You will be fined for such uncivilized behavior! A fine of twenty!"

Jian Shuo's "hahaha" laughter mixed with the sound of her chewing beef, getting farther and farther away, she was leading the old lady to run to the far end of the square.

After Ruan Mohan ate the last bite of the sandwich, he rolled up the wrapping paper and threw it into the trash bin where he always threw it.

She thought that she would not see Jian Shuo again at noon today, but she didn't expect Jian Shuo's figure to appear again, running wildly from a distance.

With a series of wild laughter, she ran in front of Ruan Mohan. Her thick black curly hair had long been blown to pieces by the wind, and a little baby-like fluffy hairline stuck to her sweaty forehead.

Ruan Mohan glanced behind her.

"The old lady won't come." Jian Shuo said excitedly: "I slipped her to the easternmost side of the square, and she was panting there with her hips crossed. She won't be able to come back now."

She triumphantly stretched out two slender fingers: "I saved twenty!"

What I didn't know also saved her [-] million yuan.

She asked Ruan Mohan, "Have you finished your sandwich?" She also only had an empty wrapping paper left in her hand, and she rolled into a ball, making a shooting pose.

With a "whoosh", it flew into the trash can next to Ruan Mohan.

She took out a new sandwich from her coat pocket, proudly showing off: "I still have some."

"You or?"

Ruan Mohan shook his head.Every meal of hers is fixed and quantitative, and she never exceeds the rules.

Jian Shuo tore off the wrapping paper, chewing like a savage and hungry little beast.

"Aren't you hungry?" She asked Ruan Mohan, "I've always been hungry since I met you."

She looks really hungry.

The second, incredibly solid beef sandwich, the one with the double patty, quickly took two-thirds of her bite.

Ruan Mohan asked indifferently: "Don't we need to go find her at noon today?"

Point to Amy.

"She's busy at noon today, so she doesn't have time to talk to me." Jian Shuo smiled slyly: "Her dear boyfriend brought her great news."

Ruan Mohan quickly realized: "He promised you?"

The deal of 20 in exchange for Amy to accompany Jian Shuo once.

If Amy really doesn't feel anything at all, she doesn't have to do anything, and she will give 20 for nothing.

Jian Shuo smiled disdainfully: "I was still thinking about finding someone to put some financial pressure on that boyfriend, but I didn't expect him to contact me before I did anything."

"Why does he want the 20?"

"Who knows." Jian Shuo raised the corners of her mouth: "Maybe the sneakers you want come out in a limited edition, maybe you need to recharge the game you're playing, or maybe your favorite idol group needs support."

Ruan Mohan walked away silently.

"Hello." Jian Shuo shouted behind her, "Are you excited?"

Her bewitching voice was lost in the same raging wind today.

Ruan Mohan was thinking about a question——Jane Shuo paid out the 20 yuan. When he tested Amy's response, would he really have any contact with Amy?

She had noticed a detail.

When Jane Shura and Amy came out of the sandwich shop yesterday, there was no skin-to-skin contact at all.

Just using her hand, Xu Xu tugged at Amy's sleeve.

******

On Friday, Ruan Mohan walked into the sandwich shop and saw Amy who took her order, the corners of her eyes were a little red, as if she had cried.

Glancing at the table in the corner, Jian Shuo is not there today.

Ruan Mohan ordered the chicken breast sandwich as usual, Amy nodded silently, and did not take the initiative to chat with her as usual.

But when he handed the sandwich to Ruan Mohan, he smiled: "I asked the chef to add more meat to you."

Ruan Mohan took it, nodded, and walked out of the sandwich shop.

"elder sister."

Amy's voice sounded behind her.

Ruan Mohan turned his head, and Amy chased him with a paper bag, and handed the paper bag to Ruan Mohan: "I didn't stain the coat you lent me last time, but I returned it to you after urgent dry cleaning."

"Thank you."

Ruan Mohan took the paper bag and looked at Amy indifferently.

Amy didn't return the clothes to her just now in the store, but deliberately chased them out, obviously she had something to say to her.

Sure enough, Amy sniffed: "My boyfriend came to see me yesterday, and he... agreed to a deal."

Ruan Mohan: "I reminded you, don't tell strangers about your private affairs."

Amy forced a smile: "But you helped me, you are a good person."

"Good guy?" Ruan Mohan shook his head: "I'm not here to help you, but for myself."

Amy looked puzzled, but decided to go on, obviously she had no one else to talk about.

"The girl who was pestering me was her. She made a deal with my boyfriend."

"If I accompany her once, she will give my boyfriend 20."

"If I don't feel it, I don't have to do anything and I can go."

Ruan Mohan asked, "What does your boyfriend want to use the 20 for?"

"He wants to become a self-media blogger, and use the 20 yuan as start-up capital." Amy said: "If his career starts smoothly, he said that we will get married as soon as we graduate."

"How old are you?"

"Sophomore." Amy exhaled.

Ruan Mohan nodded when she saw that she had finished talking, and was about to leave.

"Sister." Amy stopped her in surprise: "Don't you give me some advice?"

"It all depends on your own choice." Ruan Mohan only left this sentence.

******

At noon on Saturday, Ruan Mohan had dinner with Ruan Qingyin at home.

Although it was at the dinner table at home, what Ruan Mohan ate was no different from usual.

chicken breast.lettuce.Whole grain croutons.

Just took apart a chicken breast sandwich.

There are other dishes prepared for Ruan Qingyin, which are slightly richer.

Ruan Qingyin swayed her legs while eating, not interested.

She has always eaten like this.

Ruan Mohan suddenly asked Ruan Qingyin: "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry?" Ruan Qingyin gave her a strange look: "I've never felt hungry before."

Ruan Mohan thought for a while: "Me too."

Ruan Qingyin said: "But your food is always delicious."

Ruan Mohan: "That's..."

Ruan Qingyin rushed to the point: "In order to absorb the necessary energy required for the activities of living bodies."

Ruan Mohan nodded.

At this time, Ruan Mohan's mobile phone rang, and she took it to look at it. It was a text message from that strange number: "1706."

Ruan Mohan already vaguely knew what would happen.

She cleaned up the dishes and took Ruan Qingyin out.

Ruan Qingyin asked her in the car: "Mom, are you angry?"

Ruan Mohan was taken aback.

"Angry?" Ruan Mohan repeated, shaking his head: "No."

"I'm never angry, don't you know best?"

She is a person without emotions, how can she be angry.

After sending Ruan Qingyin to the hospital, Ruan Mohan drove to the W Hotel.

At the elevator entrance on the seventeenth floor, a waiter with a tie was waiting there: "Miss Ruan?"

Ruan Mohan nodded.

He respectfully handed a room card to Ruan Mohan, and Ruan Mohan took it.

The room card was in the coat pocket. When passing by room 1704, Ruan Mohan squeezed the hand holding the room card tightly for a moment. The edges and corners of the room card bit her soft fingers.

She walked to the door of the adjacent room 1706, swiped her card, and opened the door.

Walking in, I saw a card on the big white and soft bed. When I opened it, there were three words on it: "Open the drawer."

Jian Shuo's characters are like his own.

Ruan Mohan walked to the table next to the wall and opened the drawer.

In the drawer lies a black box, small and precise.

Such an instrument is often seen in the spy movies that Ruan Qingyin likes to watch, and it is used to listen to it.

Sure enough, there was a pair of headphones attached to the instrument.

Ruan Mohan picked up the headphones and stuffed them into his ears.

After a burst of noise, Jian Shuo sang a weird ballad:

"A crooked man,

Walked a mile of twisted road.

With twisted sixpence in hand,

Step up the twisted steps. (Note 1)"

There was a moment of silence, followed by a hissing noise.

Jian Shuo's bewitching voice sounded again: "Why don't you speak?"

"say what?"

It was Jian Shuo and Amy, next door in Room 1704, which Ruan Mohan was very familiar with and used to.

Ruan Mohan was very familiar with the floor-to-ceiling mirror in that room.

I am familiar with the goose down bed in that room.

I am familiar with the two single sofas in that room.

I am also familiar with the windows of that room.

Jian Shuo, as she sang in her own ballad, is a distorted monster. She installed a bug on 1704, just to let the important and only audience, Ruan Mohan, "listen" to her and Amy's outing. Good show.

There was a thunder outside the window, and the earphones in the ear, as if disturbed by the weather, made a more intense hissing sound.

Today is the Awakening of Insects solar term.

Ruan Mohan remained expressionless, and quietly pulled off the headphones in his ears.

Pick up the room card that was just thrown on the bed, push the door, step out, and walk towards the adjacent room 1704.

Stepping on the soft carpet, silently, another flash of lightning came in through the only window in the corridor, and the gray sky instantly turned into a strange blue and purple.

******

"Bang bang bang."

Ruan Mohan stretched out his palm and patted on the door of 1704.

The sound insulation of the five-star hotel is very good. I don't know if the conversation or movement of the two people in the room was interrupted by her.

There was silence.

No one came to answer the door.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand again, and patted harder until his palm turned red.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang."

Accompanied by a loud thunder, the door creaked open, revealing a crack in the black hole, like a Pandora's box being opened.

Jian Shuo's half-smiling face was exposed behind the crack of the door.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and when there was no lightning, it was dark.In Ruan Mohan's line of sight, Jian Shuo's eyes are the only ones that are bright, shining coquettishly and lazy.

She was not surprised by Ruan Mohan's sudden appearance.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand to push her away, and walked into the room with big strides.

Amy sat alone on a corner of the bed, with her head down, her hands on her knees, and she was pinching the tips of her nails.

The soft ponytail hangs beside her ears, still tied with a lavender headband, just like when Ruan Mohan first met her, revealing a white swirl on the top of her head.

Even the spinner on the top of the head is pure and clean.

Jian Shuo followed Ruan Mohan into the room, and let out an inaudible laugh, which was heard by only Ruan Mohan amid another burst of thunder.

Ruan Mohan glanced under the window, and exhaled quietly.

The window was opened a crack, the curtains were half drawn, and the white translucent gauze curtains were blown by the wind, as if being blown by some monster hidden in the clouds.

The clouds were thickly pressed down, and it was a strange blue and purple.

There is a single sofa under the window, which was dragged by Jian Shuo, and there is a shallow drag mark on the carpet.Just like before, Jian Shuo dragged the two sofas together and pushed Ruan Mohan inside.

Ruan Mohan looked at the sofa, there was a small hole, it should be that Jian Shuo has been sitting here.

The whole person is lying sideways, half lying down, with his head resting on the armrest at one end of the sofa, and his knees resting on the armrest at the other end, perhaps his legs are still gently swinging in the wind.

Jian Shuo just lay there, singing weird ballads with the wind blowing, so Ruan Mohan could hear the sound of sizzling and sizzling in Qie*'s earphones.

It's the wind that interferes.

Ruan Mohan looked to the left again.

Jian Shuo looked up at that angle like that, but she couldn't see Amy sitting on the corner of the bed.

Amy was in a gloomy mood at first, thinking that some room service boy knocked on the door without looking up.At this time, I felt that there was a slender figure standing in front of me, neither speaking nor moving.

She had to look up.

Surprised: "Sister?"

"Why are you here?"

Ruan Mohan looked at her expressionlessly: "This is my room."

Even if she is as simple as Amy, she can see that Ruan Mohan's face is more indifferent than usual.

In the purple light reflected by the lightning outside the window, a cold white face is like white jade that has passed through time, or like a snow mountain that never melts.

Amy looked a little stunned: "Huh?"

Another thunderbolt struck outside the window, rumbling.

Jian Shuo, who was behind her, took two steps closer, stood behind Ruan Mohan, and leaned close to her ear: "What, are you angry?"

With the damp heat of the coming heavy rain, his breath sprayed all the mole on Ruan Mohan's earlobe.

Ruan Mohan felt like a clump of moss in a damp corner, something was quietly growing in his body.

What Jian Shuo said just now was intentionally uttered with a burst of thunder, and it was close to Ruan Mohan's ear. Only Ruan Mohan could hear it, but Amy, who was sitting farther away, couldn't hear it.

Ruan Mohan threw the room card in his hand to Jian Shuo: "Thinking too much."

Turning to Amy who was staring at her blankly again: "The hotel made a mistake, your room is next door, this is mine."

Amy looked at Jian Shuo again in a daze.

Would a five-star hotel make such a mistake?Got a guest's room wrong?

Unexpectedly, Jian Shuo smiled lazily, "Yes, the hotel made a mistake."

"Sister Amy, let's go."

Amy stood up hesitantly.

She glanced at Ruan Mohan, and saw that Ruan Mohan had already walked to the window alone, and the strong wind blowing in from that gap was blowing on Ruan Mohan's face.

Ruan Mohan's back is cold.A white shirt, a narrow black skirt, and thin and transparent stockings wrapped her slender calves. Two thin black lines on the stockings made her calves look even longer.

Her long light brown hair was blown up by the wind, fluttering around, covered her face and was blown away, messy, making it hard to see the expression on her face.

Jian Shuo smiled and said again: "Let's go, Sister Amy."

Seeing that Ruan Mohan didn't intend to talk to her at all, Amy shuffled and followed Jian Shuo out of the room.

******

Ruan Mohan stood in front of the window and heard the door creaking shut behind him.

The sound was opened just like the squeaks just now, revealing Jian Shuo's coquettish and lazy face.

Ruan Mohan turned his head, his cold gaze swept across the room.

Soon, locked in a corner of the ceiling.

A tiny instrument, covered with white tape, blended into the white ceiling.If you don't observe deliberately, you will definitely not find it.

Ruan Mohan walked to the bed and kicked off a pair of high heels.

She climbed onto the bed, and her feet stepped on the soft goose down quilt to make deep and shallow pits, as if she was stuck in a swamp.

Ruan Mohan stepped on the velvet bed, stood on the slightly higher bedside table beside the bed, and stood on tiptoe.

There was an antique Victorian table lamp by the bedside, and the velvet tassels swept across her calves, tiptoeing.

Jian Shuo should have done the same just now, sticking the qie receiver near the ceiling.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand, and finally touched the small instrument with his slender fingertips.

She tore off the adhesive tape, held the instrument in her hand, and jumped off the bedside table.

Wrapped it twice with tape, making sure that no sound would be transmitted inside, and threw it into his coat pocket.

She walked back to the window barefoot, and the wind outside the window was even stronger, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

Heavy rain is coming.

The wall against which the head of the bed is connected to the next room, Ruan Mohan seemed to hear two soft sounds from that wall.

Someone knocking on purpose?

There were thunderstorms outside the window, even with Ruan Mohan's sensitive ears, he wasn't sure if someone was really knocking or if it was her hallucination.

Finally at this time, the rain outside the window fell.

The sound insulation of the five-star hotel is very good, without equipment, she can't hear any sound from Jian Shuo and Amy next door.What's more, the rain outside the window at this time, rushing, covered up all other sounds.

Ruan Mohan lit a cigarette for himself.

Afraid that the smoke would be extinguished by the rain, his wrist only stretched out a shallow part of the window, and the fine raindrops drifted continuously on Ruan Mohan's slender white wrist with the wind.

A little bit of scarlet flame burns stubbornly in the rain.

Ruan Mohan took a puff of his cigarette, the paper roll was a little wet from the rain, with moss-like moisture in the corners.

Ruan Mohan's breathing gradually calmed down.

******

At 55:[-], Ruan Mohan closed the window, the wind and rain were blocked, and the room returned to silence.

After the rain drenched, the thunder stopped.

She went to the window, put on her high heels, sorted out her wind-blown hair and clothes, and walked out of the room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a lazy face with a lazy smile.

Jian Shuo waited in the corridor, lazily leaning against the wall, with her toes touching the soft carpet, making it difficult to tell how long she had been standing here.

Ruan Mohan ignored her and passed her with a blank expression on his face.

But Jian Shuo grasped the slender wrist: "Hello."

He dragged Ruan Mohan over fiercely and pushed him against the wall.

The patterns imitating Victorian wallpaper rubbed against the back of Ruan Mohan's head.

Jian Shuo lightly rubbed the little mole on Ruan Mohan's earlobe with the tip of her nose: "You're angry, aren't you?"

Ruan Mohan didn't answer or respond, and closed his eyes lightly.

Jian Shuo stuck out her tongue, licked lightly on the small light brown mole, then moved away again, tilting her head, as if admiring the small mole with saliva on it, emitting a shiny light.

She asked Ruan Mohan: "You don't want to know what Amy and I did next door just now?"

"Do not want to."

"If I want to, just stay in 1706 and use the Qie earpiece you left behind."

Jian Shuo stretched out her hand, stroked the small mole on Ruan Mohan's earlobe with her fingers, stroked her delicate jawline, then squeezed Ruan Mohan's chin, and tapped two points on Ruan Mohan's lips with her slender index finger.

"But 1704, it's your room." Jian Shuo smiled coquettishly and cunningly.

The lightning and thunder outside the window went out.The corridor was dark, except for an antique wall lamp, which gave off a faint light.

It illuminates Jian Shuo's face that is too beautiful to be human.

"Yes." Ruan Mohan replied, "1704 is mine."

"So, I'm asking for my room back."

She bit hard on Jian Shuo's finger pointing at her lips.

Jian Shuo suffered from the pain and gave a "hiss", but he didn't withdraw his hand and let Ruan Mohan bite.

Ruan Mohan let go, spit out Jian Shuo's finger, glanced at the two deep tooth marks on the finger, turned and left expressionlessly.

"you are leaving?"

"It's four o'clock."

Jian Shuo suddenly realized: "You knew I would wait for you in the corridor, so you left the room 5 minutes earlier?"

Ruan Mohan walked away quietly without answering.

Jian Shuo asked behind her: "Hey, are you angry today?"

Ruan Mohan walked non-stop, the strength and frequency of his footsteps were the same as usual.

Light like a puff of smoke, without any emotion.

Jian Shuo was behind her, and punched hard on the wallpapered wall, making a loud "boom".

Ruan Mohan didn't look back.

******

On Monday, Ruan Mohan met Amy at the sandwich shop as scheduled.

She glanced at the table in the corner, Jian Shuo is not here today.

Ruan Mohan said in the same tone as usual: "Turkey breast sandwich."

Amy smiled and told the kitchen to help her increase the size.

Ruan Mohan thought about it, but still didn't tell Amy that every time Amy helped her add a few pieces of meat, she would feed the stray cats.

Five minutes later, Ruan Mohan walked out of the store with a sandwich.

Amy chased out: "Sister."

Ruan Mohan turned his head.

Amy hesitated and asked, "Why are you at that hotel on Saturday?"

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "Work."

It is indeed work.Do one of her medical studies.

Amy nodded, hesitated to speak.Apparently she asked about Ruan Mohan's whereabouts in order to tell Ruan Mohan about herself.

Apart from Ruan Mohan, she seemed to have no one else to confide in these matters.

Ruan Mohan looked at her quietly.

Amy asked: "Do you know that sister on Saturday?"

Ruan Mohan keenly discovered that Amy's address to Jian Shuo had changed from the person who was pestering her to "that sister".

Ruan Mohan: "I don't know."

Amy: "She took me to the hotel room on Saturday and ignored me and just sang there."

"From 1704 to 1706, it was like that."

"At 03:30, she suddenly said to me: You can go."

"Also called an online car-hailing car for me, told me to be safe, and send her a text message when I got to school."

Ruan Mohan was sharp as usual: "Did you remember her contact information?"

Amy nodded.

Ruan Mohan asked one more question: "What's the phone number?"

Amy didn't know why Ruan Mohan asked, she lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, and showed her the column in the address book saved as "Bai Yue".

Ruan Mohan glanced at the number starting with 187.

Another fake number.

Amy put away the phone and said: "And, she really called my boyfriend 20 last night."

"Sister, what do you think she wants to do? Isn't it strange?"

"Are rich people so weird?"

Ruan Mohan was silent.

Obviously, Amy didn't expect the quiet Ruan Mohan to answer her. At this moment, a male voice sounded from the corner under the tree, calling for Amy.

Ruan Mohan and Amy followed the prestige together, it was the tall and thin boy.

Amy's boyfriend.

Amy said to her: "Sister, I'm leaving first, goodbye."

She ran towards the boy under the tree like a little rabbit.

Ruan Mohan tore open the wrapping paper of the sandwich in his hand, and while chewing, turned and left.