Pull

Wood is gone.

Perhaps it should be said that Coco can no longer contact Wood in the way he used to.

The mobile phone was off, and no one would open the door of the rented house no matter how hard I knocked. After I alerted the landlord upstairs, I learned from her that Wood had moved out. The time was the morning of the second day when the incident happened.

The obvious fact is that she avoided her, didn't want to see her again, and didn't want to have any interaction with her.

Coco felt exhausted, the world went dark in an instant, and life was colorless.

It's not that I didn't expect such a consequence. If it was her, she would also want to escape, but Wood is not as cowardly as her. He is bullied the most and comes back after being bullied. If he is really resentful, he should blackmail her severely. It's just a matter of resolving hatred, how could he go away quietly?

In the bustling city where people come and go, there are too many passers-by passing by, where can I find that familiar smiling face in my mind?

Walking on the square, flocks of pigeons are driven by naughty children to flap their wings and start flying. Dense shadows "hula la" pass over the top of the head, and the light circles leaking through the wings are like scales and waves, mottled. Every face of pedestrians looking up. Coco stood indifferently in the middle of the square, the midsummer sun was scorching hot, but she felt icy cold.

Deliberately returning late to the 24-hour convenience store, Coco felt familiar with the uniform that was exactly the same as in memory, but the face under the peaked cap was strange and alienated.

The bus to the botanical garden was still crowded on Sunday. The boy with the guitar on his back leaned on the door and hummed a song softly. There was a long and thin bloodstain.

Really hurts.

The places she once visited with Wood are now the only ones left to reminisce alone. The time of acquaintance is too short, and their footprints have not yet covered one-third of the city. It took Coco only two weeks to revisit those places.

If it only takes fourteen days to forget a person's time, that would be great.

"Find this person? I will try my best, but please pay the down payment first."

Coco opened the handbag, took out a few large bills from the wallet and handed them over.

"That's refreshing." The other party took it, counted it, and smiled with satisfaction after confirming the amount.

"I hope...after you find her, bring her to me by the way." Coco asked cautiously.

"I said, miss, how can I call it by the way, it's beyond the scope of my work."

Coco lowered his head in disappointment.

"Well... How about you add some money, which is considered as extra overtime pay?"

"No problem." Coco nodded without hesitation.

"Where do you want to send people? Your house?"

"No, no..." Coco shook her head hastily, "Send it...you go to her first, and I'll give you the address later."

"Okay, you can send a message to my phone when the time comes."

"Also... you can check her situation for me by the way."

"Miss, that's not called by the way, it's another job."

"Is it more money?"

"Hehe, since it's your first visit, I'll give you a [-]% discount, isn't that enough discount?"

"Thank you."

"Don't worry, I'm reducing the price without reducing the quality, and the service will never be compromised."

"I know, sorry to trouble you."

It's rare to see such a good-tempered and polite rich daughter. Shiba couldn't help but think, this girl is quite upright, should I use some means to get her in his hands?

As soon as the customer was sent out of the door, the phone on the desk rang "jingling" as if the time had been calculated.

The most professional and beautiful smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and his voice was slightly lower octave, forcing out a sexy tone: "Dear guest, the wooden man office is willing to serve you anytime, anywhere."

There was a pause on the other end, and then a more sexy and pleasant voice sounded: "I only give you 10 minutes."

The address given by Coco was the house number of the neighborhood near the square. She readily prepaid half a year's rent without haggling.

The efficiency of the wooden man's office greatly exceeded her expectations, and it took only a week to end her suffering of single thoughts.

"People are inside, please check and accept." Shiba smiled and put the door key on Coco's palm.

"This is the agreed balance." Coco took out the check that he had prepared early in the morning from his handbag.

Shiba put away the check with a smile on his face, then hooked his index finger at Coco with a mysterious face, and motioned her to come closer, as if he had something to say to her. Coco looked at her suspiciously, hesitated for a moment before putting his ear to her lips.

"Next time, don't just hand over the key to the guy you just met, or you will be the one to suffer, miss."

Coco only felt that the earlobe was slightly itchy by the man's warm breath. When he realized it, Shiba had already walked down the stairs, shaking his right hand and saying goodbye, "Welcome to visit the wooden man's office again. customer service."

Coco squeezed the key tightly. At this time, she realized that she was really too careless. When she handed over the key, she thought that if the private detective found Wood when she was at work, she could directly take her to the room, but she didn't. I have considered the consequences if the other party steals a spare key with ill intentions.

Luckily the guy didn't look like a bad guy.

Coco opened the door nervously and excitedly, all kinds of reunion scenes flashed in his mind.In any case, do not fight back when scolded or beaten.

Wood was not as fierce as she imagined, she fell asleep, lying on the couch with her right arm pillowed, as quiet and obedient as a sleeping beauty enchanted.

Coco heaved a sigh of relief, closed the door behind his back, thought for a while, and put the hidden lock on it again.

This time, she cannot be allowed to escape.

Coco's heart was agitated, before she woke up, should she...

After a quarter of an hour, Wood let out a helpless sigh.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby." One time is fine, but being treated like this one after another is really heartbreaking. Wood looked down at the pair of tied hands, and then looked up at the frightened little rabbit, really dumbfounded.

"You... are you awake?" Coco was about to tie her feet together, but she woke up before she could do it.It felt a bit like being caught stealing something, Coco was too guilty to look at her.

Wood stretched in an awkward position in extreme discomfort, slowly turned over and lay down, and asked lazily, "How much do you plan to pay me this time?"

"Ah... I know your sister is sick..." Coco felt that her feet were numb after squatting for too long, so she sat on the sofa. Wood tried to lift himself up, and Coco quickly reached out to help her. She wanted to sit up, but unexpectedly she rested her head on her lap.

"I, I can pay for your sister's medical treatment." Coco learned about Wood's family situation from the information provided by Shiba. It cannot be simply described as "poor and destitute". It is simply destitute and heavily in debt.

Wood looked at her and didn't speak.

"I can also help you pay off your father's loan shark debt." Coco continued cautiously.

"Do you know how much debt he owes?"

"Well... it says 300 million in the information."

"Really accurate information."

Coco lowered her head uneasily, and met Wood's half-smiling gaze. She subconsciously wanted to look away, but somehow felt that she couldn't dodge at this moment.

After being relatively silent for a long time, Coco finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Wood closed his eyes with a complicated expression.

"does it worth?"

"worth!"

Wood slowly opened his eyes, and there was a strange light in his dark pupils.She asked her, "Are you?"

Coco understands the words without beginning and end.She bit her lower lip in embarrassment, her hands clenched into fists unconsciously.

"Before I met you, no."

Wood laughed.

I really shouldn't have provoked her back then, who would have thought that this little rabbit would change (ahem) like this.

Bind your hands and feet... I don't know what tricks to do next.

"Suddenly paying such a large sum of money, my mother will definitely be scared to death. You pay for my sister's hospitalization first, and my father's gambling debts will be discussed later. Anyway, he is used to being hunted down by usury. "

"You...you mean...agreed?" Coco's voice was trembling, not sure whether it was excessive surprise or disbelief.

"Yeah." Otherwise, what else can I do, people are knives, and I am fish, and I can still bargain, should I say it is her luck?

She has resigned herself to her fate and no longer struggles needlessly. Then, please start quickly and end quickly.

"Have you eaten?" Coco said with a blushing face, "I came here right after work, and I'm a little hungry now."

"Great opening." Wood smiled appreciatively. Wouldn't he say something like "You look delicious, I'm going to start."

"I'm going to cook some noodles." Coco carefully removed Wood's head from her lap, and ran into the kitchen.

Wood was a little confused, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After a while, Coco came out holding two bowls of instant noodles.

"There's nothing in the fridge... I'll go to the supermarket after get off work in the afternoon... What do you like to eat?"

"Hairy Crab, Lobster, Abalone, Sea Cucumber, Bird's Nest, Arowana."

"Aren't Arowanas for ornamental purposes?"

"..."

"Would it be better to switch to sea bass?"

"casual."

"Well...but...I'm not very good at cooking."

"..."

"Is it okay to eat takeaway instead?"

"casual."

Coco breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously showed a shallow smile.The delicate eyebrows and eyes are slightly bent, and the eyes are clear and clear, harmless and simple, one can't help but want to reach out and pinch her soft cheeks.

Wood looked at her smiling face, and found that he no longer rejected what might happen after his hands and feet were tied.

"What do you do after eating?"

"Ah... I'll bring my laptop, so we can watch movies together."

"Have you finished watching the movie?"

"It should be late by then, I'm going home..."

Wood looked at her thoughtfully, as if considering another layer of meaning in her words.

Playing hard to get?Retreat to advance?Or is she willing to spend more time to let each other slowly develop feelings, in a consensual situation...?

"Instant noodles are ready to eat." Coco said so, but she never intended to untie her hands, but picked up the bowl and chopsticks anxiously, and asked in a soft voice, "May I feed you?"

"..."