strike first

There are two men in suits in the elevator, but the actions of these two men in gentlemen have profaned the word gentleman.

One of the men in a blue suit seemed to be drunk, greedily rubbing against the shoulder of the man who was holding him, and still muttering incomprehensible words in his mouth.

The man in the blue suit is wearing a slim black suit today, combing his back hair with a touch of retro elegance, showing his sharp and handsome face without any concealment, showing his confidence and domineering.

Seeing Jiang Ziling appearing at the elevator door, Huangfu asked, "Why are you here?"

How come here?

This should be my line, right?

The focus of Jiang Ziling's gaze shifted from Huangfu Jue's handsome face to the hands around the waist of the man in the blue suit. He moved his lips to say something, but no sound came out of his throat.

The elevator door closed, but was blocked by Huangfu Jue with one hand. He helped the man leaning on him out of the elevator. Jiang Ziling stepped into the elevator as if fleeing from the world, then closed the elevator door, and pushed to the first floor.

The elevator was descending slowly, and his heart was also slowly sinking. The sad face reflected in the mirror felt strange even to him.

In the hazy moon and the night with mottled lights, Jiang Ziling was walking home alone, looking at the cars driving on the road, he couldn't help thinking of the man driving his black Ferrari parked beside him look like.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer to laugh at his delusions.

He didn't want to think about why those two men went to the hotel, and he didn't have the courage to think about it. He just felt that he was stupid. Just half an hour ago, he explained to Jean that Huang Fujue was busy with personal affairs, so he couldn't meet for the time being. .

A private matter... that's one of the private matters...

Light rain fell from the sky, falling on his fine short hair, and the cold spring breeze blew on his delicate skin, making him pull his coat tighter involuntarily.

Originally, in the past two days, his mood had been very low. At this moment, his heart seemed to have sunk into the sea. He was so submerged that he couldn't breathe, but he couldn't suffocate.

The earth seemed to be stagnant because of his emotions, and time became particularly sad.

This is an unprecedented sense of loss, but he still refuses to admit that he cares about this relationship.

What he hopes now is that next week's business trip will pass quickly, after which he can leave his job, and then leave this sad city forever...

never come back...

"Meow..." At this time, a weak meow reminded him of his lost mood. He raised his head, heard the sound, and saw a dirty little white cat at the door of a snack bar in front of him.

In front of the little white cat squatted a boy with a shaved hair size ruler. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a red and white sportswear, with a canvas bag on his shoulder, and a string of tofu in his left hand. He holds a bunch of meatballs in his right hand.

"Little cat, come here, I'll give you the meatballs, and I'll eat tofu skewers myself." The boy smiled and handed the meatballs to the cat.

"Toot?" Jiang Ziling felt that the little white cat looked familiar, so he took two steps forward and called out, "Toot."

"Meow..." The little white cat, who was about to approach the boy, stopped and turned around when he heard the familiar call.

Seeing that his delicious food temptation failed, the young man decided to be tough.He threw away the tofu string in his left hand, put the ball in his right hand in his mouth, and then picked up the canvas bag and went to Dudu.

"Meow, meow——" Dudu who was attacked immediately struggled in the canvas bag.

After finally finding a pet that had been missing for more than a month, how could Jiang Ziling bear it when he was kidnapped and abused like this?

He yelled, "Hey, what do you want? That's my lost cat! Give him back!"

The young man looked at Jiang Ziling warily, and took two steps back in a panic, holding the canvas bag tightly with both hands.Suddenly he thought of something, pointed behind Jiang Ziling, and said, "Look, UFO!"

This is obviously a low-level deception, but it happens that people with slow nerves are fooled.

Jiang Ziling turned his head and looked around in the dark night sky. Except for the drizzle falling down, there was nothing.

When he realized that he was going, the boy had already disappeared in front of his eyes.

How could Jiang Ziling give up so easily?He looked around, and finally saw the figure of the young man running away in a hurry on the other side of the street, his body's first reaction was to catch up.

When he took a step and landed on the road, there was a harsh car horn on the street, and when he turned his head, his eyes were stung by the dazzling lights, and he couldn't see anything.

Then, his body lost its support and was pulled by the force behind him.

At that time, he only felt that the scenery in his eyes was turning upside down, and he could hear the whining wind in his ears, and the coldness of the spring rain on his skin. Finally, the tip of his nose was filled with a faint smell of cologne, and his cheeks The place close to the ground is warm.

"Bang bang—" There was a very clear heartbeat that lost its rhythm.

Jiang Ziling moved his fingers, feeling that he was there, and suddenly raised his head to look at the man who was making his flesh pad under him.

His neatly combed back hair was a little disheveled at the moment, and his handsome face was covered with fine drops of water, was it wet from the rain or cold sweat?No one knows.

"Are you okay?" Huangfu Jue propped himself up and sat up from the ground. On his elbows, the high-end suit fabric was worn out by the reckless fall just now, and blood still oozes.

Jiang Ziling was panting slightly, his heart was about to jump out of his throat, just now, he thought he was going to die...

After checking that the other party was fine, Huangfu Jue scolded angrily, "What are you doing? Are you courting death?"

"So what if it's courting death?" Jiang Ziling regained his senses, stood up from the ground, patted his body, and walked away.

"Who allowed you to die?" Huangfu Jue also got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Ziling's hand, and when he pulled him back forcefully, the burning pain from the wound on his elbow made him frown.

"Let go!" Jiang Ziling wanted to withdraw his hand, but his wrist was firmly grasped by the opponent.

The drizzle gradually became heavier, and the people walking on the street began to run, but the two of them were still deadlocked in place, as if time stood still.

The cold rain wet their hair and clothes, and also wet his heart.

"Didn't you say you won't keep me? Why are you still holding on to my hand?" Jiang Ziling growled with a choked voice, the cold rain hit his face, and the liquid overflowing from the corners of his eyes slid to the ground superior.

I didn't cry, it's just that the rain got into my eyes...