In the blink of an eye, their figures had disappeared into the darkness.

I was anxious again and shouted: "I haven't asked your name yet!"

"Zhao Wusheng!" The man's voice echoed in the alley for a long time.

"My name is Zhou Ming!" I exerted all my strength, he should have heard.

"I'll always be a corny brother!" I yelled, tears welling in my eyes. [

Back at Jinren’s dormitory, lying on the bed, thinking of my old-fashioned brother Zhao Wusheng, the excitement in my heart could not disappear for a long time, until another incident gradually came to my mind, and they offset each other, making my emotions a little dignified.

Who is it?

During this period of time, I was really well-behaved, I didn't provoke anyone, I didn't form any enmity with anyone, and I didn't have any disputes with anyone because of women.Who on earth is going to use such a sinister method to make me suffer a dark loss in the alley?

Wait... It was him who had an argument because of a woman?

My breathing got a little heavy.

If it was him, then his movements were too fast.

The next day, in the morning when the air was slightly humid, I stood on the edge of the curb.

Han Bing was standing opposite, as if she had been waiting for a long time, but the man's famous car was still parked behind her?

I frowned, do I still want to send it?

"Husband!" Han Bing yelled, beckoning to me, she trotted all the way over, her two long legs tight in jeans looked strong and powerful, with perfect curves.

Han Bing came to me and took my arm: "Come on, let's take the bus."

"Where is he?" I looked over there, and the car was parked there quietly.

"Don't worry about him." Han Bing turned his head to the side, still looking angry with him.

"You wait first." I gently shook off her arm and walked across the road.

Walked to the car, opened the door, and saw him sitting quietly in the driver's seat, looking at me.

His face was haggard, his eyes were dim, and his hair was disheveled.

My heart suddenly softened.

He also really loves Han Bing, that's why he did that.

He probably didn't sleep well yesterday, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't have the elegant demeanor of the past at all. [

I sighed: "Don't do this in the future."

He spoke like that, his eyes were calm, and he obviously knew what I was talking about.

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