out of control wildfire

"Think about it this way, the good deeds that Zhou Mian did in the past should also be like this. They pretended to give charity and then took it back. I said, how could there be such a generous Internet celebrity!"

Some people even began to throw dirty words: "Yeah, her face doesn't look that elegant and generous. It should be said that she really has a small three-dimensional appearance."

"Her assistant must have been making false propaganda... It's hard to say whether those charities have been done or not. After all, @一 Piece of Ginger works with day sleep money."

Zhou Mian didn't know that her actions just now were cut off from beginning to end, removing the part where she gave her money and being verbally insulted, leaving only the part where she got the money back.

When Shi Wang came back, someone on the road looked at Zhou Mian, pointed at her, and whispered in a lowered voice.

"Sleep during the day..."

"It's really her."

"In this case, the disabled couple should be in the back passage. Let's go give them money. They are so pitiful."

Zhou Mian sat quietly on the bench, Shi Wan looked at her, the sun was falling directly on her, the dust was like plankton in the air, floating gently in the light, as if several years had passed, he saw four years ago, The round-faced Zhou Mian was waiting for him awkwardly and persistently on the bench downstairs of the teaching building, holding a box of mung bean cakes.

Memories that had long been forgotten came back in an instant.

It's true, she once gave him mung bean cake.

It's still New Year's Day, when all the classmates rush home for the reunion dinner.

But she waited downstairs until he finished his classes and left.

The girl's full love was felt in him a few years later, and he felt it as if he were there.

That surging heartbeat began to fill his eyes whenever he saw her.

Shi Wan walked over with the hot drink, half-crouched in front of her, and inserted the straw for her: "Be careful of the scalding."

The two passerby girls who were just talking about day sleep suddenly ran out of the underground passage in terror as if they had been bitten by a snake.

The movement was a bit loud, so Zhou Mian glanced sideways.

But Shi Wang's eyes were always on her.

Under the bright sun, her face was bright.

Shi Wan just hoped that she would be happy: "There is a private shooting range nearby. I happen to know the boss there. If you are willing, we can go and relax."

Zhou Mian's cell phone rang at an inappropriate time. She looked away and answered the phone without paying any attention.

Zhu Jiang's long-lost voice sounded on the other end: "Mianmian."

Day sleep gently responded.

Zhu Jiang was worried about the news on the Internet, but did not dare to say it directly. He just thought of Shi Wang in the video and thought that someone had changed next to her, so he pretended to tease: "How are you and the senior from the law school before?"

Zhou Mian said calmly: "He has a fiancée."

Shiwan couldn't hear the voice on her phone and thought she was chatting with her friends.

Zhu Jiang froze when he heard this: "Fiancée?"

It seemed like that man was so nice to her, but he turned out to be trash.

Just when Shi Wan wanted to listen to her carefully, his phone suddenly received a transfer message.

He took out his phone and looked at it.

『HSBC: We have processed the credit transfer of HKD 2 from Shanghai Pudong DevelopmentBank.AccountNumber******to*******on000—000.ps Thank you for protecting me. 』

(HSBC: Received a transfer of HKD 10 from Shanghai Pudong Development Bank on October 11. PS: Thank you for protecting my day sleep.)
The smile on Shi Wang's face suddenly disappeared.

Needless to say, I know who transferred the money.

Zhou Mian said calmly: "I heard that the engagement was not his intention, but regardless of whether it was his intention or not, as long as there is an engagement, I will not be with him."

Zhu Jiang felt inexplicably sour in his heart: "Mianmian, then don't have any further relationships with him."

Zhou Mian said softly: "I know, you have to work hard."

Zhu Jiang chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Zhou Mian noticed something was wrong with Shi Wan's expression and kept looking at her, inexplicably seeing possessiveness and grievance in his calm expression.

Like a stupid dog.

Zhou Mian took off her coat and gave it back to him.

Shi Wan didn't pick it up, Zhou Mian frowned slightly: "You don't want me to throw it in the trash can." Shi Wan then reached out to take it.

Zhou Mian looked cold: "What did you just say about the shooting range?"

Shi Wang's voice was low: "If you want to relax and vent your anger, the shooting range is very suitable."

Zhou Mian thought for a while: "It's indeed appropriate."

Great for venting your energy.

The curses on the Internet are getting louder and louder, but Zhou Mian seems to be fine.

In a private shooting range.

The decoration is simple, with all kinds of bows and arrows hanging on the walls. The surroundings are empty, and the few people who come and go are basically the owner's friends.

The owner of the shooting range is a retired professional athlete, so the equipment is extremely professional and does not have the same specifications as ordinary shooting ranges.

There are everything from traditional bows to hunting, recurve, and compound bows. Different types of arrows are also displayed one by one. The high-precision metal equipment reflects a smooth luster under the light.

Shi Wan picked up a bow and walked over: "This one should suit you. It doesn't require a lot of strength."

Zhou Mian said nothing, Shi Wang lowered his head and put on the protective gear for her.

Thinking that she might not know how to do it, he took the bow and signaled to her: "Stand sideways, with your feet parallel, draw the bow sideways, your left hand does not need to touch the arrow, and the arrow tail rests on the string.

Shi Wan seriously taught Zhou Mian archery, but Zhou Mian just looked up at him.

Shi Wan handed the bow to her: "Try it."

Zhou Mian put the arrow on the arrow, but couldn't get it steady. Shi Wan stretched out his hand to steady it for her.

It looked like he was hugging her from behind.

Shi Wan put his hand on the handle of her bow: "If your left hand doesn't touch the arrow, it won't fall so easily."

Zi Mian was actually a little impatient, but he didn't say anything and just listened calmly.

Shi Wan held her hand with one hand and held it firmly on the bow. He placed three fingers on the string and taught her the correct posture: "You can close your left eye and use your right eye to look at the sight."

Shi Wang thought she didn't know how to do it, so he kept teaching her in a low voice: "You can adjust the sight after shooting. It may not be accurate at the beginning."

His arms were wide and warm, and he could almost wrap her up even if he just taught her archery, accompanied by a very light woody fragrance.

Zhou Mian calmly looked up and saw that Shi Wang's thin chin was connected to the clear and smooth mandibular line, sliding down from the Adam's apple on his neck into the collar of his clothes.

Zhou Mian lowered her eyes, then took the bow and shot an arrow with her, hitting the target.

Zhou Mian took an arrow and put it on it, and said in a cold tone: "I'm going to let go."

The moment Shi Wang let her go, Zhou Mian shot the arrow out. Unfortunately, it didn't even hit the edge of the target, but her posture was already correct.

Shi Wang lowered his head and could smell the fragrance of her hair: "I'll cum next to you later. You can ask me anything you want to ask."

Zhou Mian suddenly said: "I want to drink water."

Shi Wan said warmly: "I'll get it, but be careful not to point the arrow at anyone."

Zhou Mian didn't even raise his eyelids: "If you can't target people, how about you?"

Shi Wanfang said softly: "Dogs can also feel pain."

Zhou Mian didn't want to pay attention to him and looked away.

Shi Wang warned: "Practice first, adjust the sight first, and try to see if you can hit the target."

Zhou Mian didn't answer him.

As a result, Shi Wu went to get water for her, and after a while.

When I came back, I saw that there was no arrow on Zhou Mian's target.

And on his target, ten rings were filled with arrows, and none of them fell, leaving his new target riddled with holes.

It seemed that the target was not the target, but him.

Turns out she does.