deadly trap

Chapter 78

Eight o'clock in the evening on December 12th.

It has been half a year since the withdrawn and arrogant boy came to Jincheng.

And that day was his birthday.

He wanted to go to Jincheng Old Street to buy a bunch of candied haws.

When he came here, he tasted the sweet and sour taste for the first time, which gave him a little bit of joy in his lonely and boring life.

When going to Laojie, you will pass by the playground of a school called Jincheng No. [-] Middle School.

The wind was blowing that day, and there was snow floating in the sky.

It was the first snow that year, and the atmosphere was quite romantic.

He walked to the middle of the playground, and saw a girl sitting on the steps next to the door of the playground not far away, crying.

There are torn pieces of paper all around her, and it is vaguely discernible that it is the scene of the painting being torn to pieces.

The immature girl wore a simple ponytail, with hair flying around on her forehead and back of her neck.

That face can be described by words such as beautiful, beautiful, and delicate in the Chinese dictionary.

There was also a boy squatting with his head down, picking up debris on the ground. Judging from the length of his arms and fingers, it can be seen that he is not short.

The word "avoid" does not exist in the boy's mind. Passing through the back door of the playground is the shortest distance for him to buy candied haws.

Just as he passed by the two, he caught them both looking at him from the corner of his eye.

He also turned his head and met the boy's eyes first, and he noticed the hostility from the same sex.

At the same time, he also saw the boy's appearance clearly, with handsome facial features, a pair of eyes that are highly recognizable, more oriental, slender and raised, but such eyes are red with tears in their eyes.

This boy cried.

From those eyes, Shang Wuyang also understood the reason for the hostility. The boy who cried felt that he disturbed his territory.

He didn't want to occupy his territory, so he looked away first, and with just that glance, he met the girl's tearful eyes.

The girl was dull for a moment, and then avoided her sight one step ahead of him.

The entire line of sight entanglement process took only ten seconds.

And that was also the first time Shang Wuyang and Su Muyan met.

The second time was after the second year, in the morning of early spring.

He bought a cup of steaming soy milk from the time-honored breakfast shop in the old street, and then he had to pass by the playground over there to the parking spot and drive to the archaeological site.

He was indifferent to everything, and still only walked his own way, but accidentally stepped on a piece of clothing thrown on the ground.

He didn't take it seriously at all. Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, someone grabbed his arm, "If your eyes are useless, then donate your corneas!"

He turned his head and saw that it was a big boy with a cropped hair and dark skin.

At the same time, the group of people who had gathered also walked towards him.

"What's wrong?" The boy's voice was indifferent, his expression calm.

"My clothes, limited edition, you stepped on!"

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of solid-color high-top shoes on his feet, "Fortunately, I didn't stain my shoes."

Those words made the group of people stagnate for a moment, and a few seconds later, the crowd shouted angrily: "Cut him!"

Sometimes, a spark can ignite a shell with great lethality, and it doesn't take much reason for the arrogant and perverted teenagers to trigger conflicts.

However, the dozen or so boys who took the initiative to provoke trouble all fell to the ground and howled after ten minutes.

On the other hand, the tall and tall young man walked aside, stooped to pick up his soy milk, felt the temperature, and it stopped burning after 10 minutes.

Then, drinking soy milk, he stepped on the chest of the tall boy who was the first to make trouble, with the shoe that was stained with a little dirt, and pointed the toe of the shoe to his chin: "Lick it clean."

His gorgeous and handsome face was extremely world-weary, and he spoke the most hostile words lightly.

No one dared to refute him anymore, because of the sentence mixed in the wailing:

"My finger is broken!"

"I can't close my mouth, it seems like my jaw has dropped!"

Just when the tall boy was about to succumb to the boy, a girlish voice with a trembling voice came from not far away: "Don't, that person has a bad mouth and will make brother's shoes even more dirty. I have wet tissues here." !"

The voice he remembered.

Super strong memory will allow him to remember many things that he doesn't want to exist in his mind.

He followed the sound, and it was indeed the weeping girl he saw on her birthday.

But he felt that what she said made sense, so he withdrew his foot and stretched out his hand to her, "Give it to me."

The girl ran over quickly, took out a pack of wet wipes from her schoolbag, and handed it to him.

After he wiped it, he threw it on the ground without public morals, and continued walking forward while drinking soy milk.

Without saying a word, the girl picked up his trash and followed behind him.

He noticed it, but didn't take it seriously.

In this city, no one can threaten him or hurt him, why should he care about a girl following him.

It's just that the withdrawn boy never expected that after he got in the car and drove away, she would take a taxi and follow him all the way to the archaeological site.

The pits were full of excavation sites of loess tombs, except for the busy staff, there were no idlers waiting.

Right in front of a newly opened tomb, she grabbed his arm and asked him in a high voice, "What's your name?"

Be bold and be fun.

It is more fun than the rats and weasels that come out when digging.

"Why should I tell you?" This was the first sentence he said to her.

The girl swallowed hard, took out a piece of pink folded paper from her school uniform trouser pocket, and handed it to him with trembling hands, "Brother, I like you, this is... a love letter I wrote to you."

love letter.

The boy's eyes flickered, seeing this thing for the first time, it was strange.

He took it and opened it in front of her. Although the handwriting on it was beautiful, there were also many strokes that were not neatly written. He guessed that she wrote it temporarily in the taxi.

The young man raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips, and read out what she had written in an emotionless tone: "Although I don't know who my brother is, but the first time I saw him, my heart was confused. Like a fawn ramming around."

"Brother Yushu Linfeng, with a dignified appearance, looks better than Pan An, with sword eyebrows..." After reading this, he frowned, and turned his love letter to her, "What does this word read?"

Only then did he realize that the girl's face was as red as a red Fuji apple.

The red Fuji apples in Jincheng are delicious.

He suddenly wanted to eat an apple.

The girl rubbed her fingers: "Many (lu), sword-browed and manly, to describe my brother's good-looking eyebrows and bright eyes."

"Oh." He was about to continue reading, but he got stuck again, and he handed her the love letter again, "A collar like a gnat, I know, it comes from The Book of Songs, Wei Feng, Shuoren, which describes a woman."

The girl's eyes paused, and she immediately explained: "It describes women, but my brother's neck is thin and white, and he looks better than girls!"

Shang Wuyang thought about it, and it seemed to be the reason. He continued to read, "In short, my brother is really the best-looking boy I have ever seen. I think this is love at first sight."

(End of this chapter)