The heartthrob really didn't fish

When he was asked by the guard this morning if he had lost the necklace, and a young man came to ask his address with the necklace, he guessed what happened.

He gave his address, expecting Jiabao to do something.

Just like before, as soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Jiabao standing at the door, sticking to the door, seeming to be secretly watching everything about him.

He didn't go over, just stood not far away, quietly watching how Song Jiabao got the expected feedback from Ms. 1909.

Until Song Jiabao turned around to leave, he hid himself behind the wall.

An unexpected call came in, and when he heard Song Jiabao calling the other party's mother, he knew that the call would not end so easily. In order not to disturb other people, Song Jiabao would definitely go to the stairs to pick up the call.

He walked into the stairwell, waiting for Song Jiabao to take the initiative to approach his trap.

The final result was like this, look, didn't he catch Song Jiabao?

Just like that dark night a few days ago, Song Jiabao was strangled from behind into his arms, vicious and cruel, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood, his bones ached from being strangled, he couldn't help but relax his muscles , paralyzed in the opponent's body to reduce the pain.

It was as if their bodies were a natural fit.

"Jiabao, are you here to look for me?" The man was able to hold Song Jiabao with one hand, and put his right palm on Song Jiabao's right ear, and at the same time forced Song Jiabao to tilt his head and put his left ear on him. lips.

As soon as he spoke, all the warm breath sprayed into Song Jiabao's ears.

The only thing Song Jiabao could hear at the moment was the voice of the person behind him, and it was stuck in his head, echoing repeatedly.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me?" Song Jiabao asked tremblingly.

"I have loved to the point of madness." He said calmly.

If you exclude the unrestrained madness in his tone, his standard British pronunciation and elegant deep voice will be charming weapons.

"That which called madness. That which to me is the only sensible way to love."

But now Song Jiabao is not in the mood to appreciate his pronunciation at all. When this passage becomes language, it will have a much greater impact than words.

Song Jiabao couldn't help trembling, even with a hint of crying: "This is not called love...what you did to me can't be called love..."

"Perhaps you can tell me, Jiabao, what can be called love?"

"You shouldn't force me... just let me go, I can treat the previous things as if they never happened, let's get to know each other again, shall we?"

"Can we pretend that what happened before didn't happen?" The man laughed lightly, and his body stuck closer to Song Jiabao, making Song Jiabao feel his swelling desire, "Then what happened tonight can also be regarded as Didn't it happen?"

Song Jiabao realized what the other party was going to do, and said in horror: "No, don't!"

"Please, don't..."

"Hush—Jiabao, although there are few people passing by here, it's not completely deserted."

Song Jiabao was caught at the fatal point, subconsciously clenched his teeth, and only let out one or two quick and short gasps with extreme impatience.

His brain dominated by chaos struggled to ignore the current situation, and sorted out a piece of information: This person must have known him a long time ago, at least since the second year of high school.

"Qiu Yingying..." Song Jiabao uttered a name abruptly, obviously feeling the other party's slight pause, and he suddenly struggled, "As expected, you have known me a long time ago! Who are you? Who are you!"

The other party didn't answer, but hugged Song Jiabao and leaned against the door.

That man was half a head taller than Song Jiabao, and when he was standing, Song Jiabao had to stand on tiptoes to barely maintain his balance, when he was picked up suddenly, he almost screamed, but he heard the other party whispering in his ear: "Yeah, It seems that luck is not very good today, someone is here. "Someone!

Song Jiabao was frightened and frightened, and he didn't dare to move any more, but before he could listen carefully to the sounds outside, the man suddenly started to move fiercely, and Song Jiabao's back bumped against the door frame, making a difficult muffled sound from time to time. Humph, anyone who passes by outside can know what's going on inside.

Can't……

It must not be discovered by anyone!

Song Jiabao bit the man's shoulder, his limbs wrapped tightly around the man's body, not wanting to hit the door panel.

As for whether anyone passed by outside, probably only that person knows.

After the man left, Song Jiabao leaned against the wall alone for quite a long time, exhausted and cold made him drowsy, if it wasn't for the phone ringing suddenly, he would probably really fall asleep here.

Song Jiabao tried twice before finding the phone from his trousers pocket. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.

He shivered subconsciously and wanted to hang up the phone, but held back at the last second.

If it's that person's call, he has to answer it; if it's not, then it doesn't matter.

"Hello?" Song Jiabao replied weakly.

The opposite party didn't speak for a while, only the sound of regular breathing came.

Song Jiabao's heart sank suddenly: "Hello? Can you hear me? Why don't you speak?"

"It's me." The person opposite replied, "Qin Feihe."

Song Jiabao was stunned: "Qin Feihe? You..."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Song Jiabao didn't know where the strength came from in his body, he stood up holding the door, and replied stiffly: "What's the matter with calling me?"

If he had known that Qin Feihe was calling, he would not have answered it.

"Can we meet tomorrow?"

"Haven't you already gone to see my mother?"

"Yes, I went to my aunt, because I don't have your contact information, and I don't know where you live. I wanted to see you, so I went to my aunt to ask for your contact information."

"What did you see me for? Is there anything you can't say on the phone?"

"elder brother,"

"Don't call me brother, I can't afford it." Song Jiabao directly interrupted Qin Feihe.

When I was a child, it’s not really a child, but it was ten years ago when both of them were still in puberty, Qin Feihe refused to call Song Jiabao brother, just called "Jiabao" and "Jiabao", but now he has changed his gender. Meet is brother.

But this did not extinguish the fire that Song Jiabao had been burning for many years, on the contrary, it made it even more prosperous. Of course, Song Jiabao himself did not deny that he was now suspected of venting his anger.

"are you angry with me?"

"If you're calling just to say something like this to me, I'll hang up."

Qin Feihe paused for a while: "Then you hang up, it's already late, your voice doesn't sound very good, take a good rest."

Song Jiabao lowered his eyes and hung up the phone directly.

He is exhausted and now just wants to go back to sleep.

Song Jiabao moved his heavy legs, and as soon as he got home, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

If Song Jiabao is not so tired at this time, he can check the surveillance system like last night, maybe he can find that there is a tall man standing outside his door at this moment, holding anti-inflammatory and sedative medicine in his hand, which has been opened. The combination lock at the door.

The author says:

Ahhh, the college entrance examination should end this afternoon!I wish you all the best of luck!Gold list title!Be sure to enter the university of your choice this September!