obsessed with love

Chapter 242 Meeting at Night
Du Ruo was bored in the store, thinking wildly, staring at the ointment and thinking all night.

Qiao Anming's appearance disrupted her long and peaceful life. She wanted to incite herself, but it was nothing more than an ointment. What the hell was she doing!

Damn!

Her scalp was so painful that she couldn't think of anything to come out.

To make matters worse, it started to drizzle outside around 10 o'clock.

The weather forecast said that there would be light rain at night, but Du Ruo didn't care. The weather wasn't too cold anyway, and she didn't have the habit of bringing an umbrella.

At 12 o'clock, other shop assistants come to change shifts.

Du Ruo changed his clothes and went home.

It was still raining, but not too much, just a drizzle.

Du Ruo put the bag on his head and walked all the way home.

There have been no people on the street for a long time, and even cars are rare.

The community where Du Ruo lives is about 20 minutes' walk from the pharmacy. There must be no buses at this late hour, and she is reluctant to take a taxi, so she usually walks home when she works the night shift.

At this time, the moonlight was clear, and the rain was a little cold on the face.

The shops on both sides are basically closed, and the street lights are not bright. Maybe in order to save electricity costs, the street lights are not fully turned on, but one by one.

Du Ruo counted, from the pharmacy to the gate of the community, she had to walk through 376 street lights, and only half of them were on. If several lights were broken in the middle, she had to run and walk through that section of the road.

There is no way, the dark phobia has become more and more serious these years.

Halfway through the journey, the rain suddenly became heavier, and lightning began to appear in the sky.

Du Ruo yelled that it was not good, put her bag on her head, and walked home quickly.

There are occasional nocturnal electric cars passing by.

When encountering ruffians and hooligans, seeing such women haunting the streets of small towns late at night, they always whistled, and occasionally encountered a few explicit words.

Du Ruo is used to it, and generally ignores it.

But that day, she probably had a Tai Sui, and everything went wrong. First, she encountered rain on the way home, and then she encountered a drunkard on the street.

The drunkard rushed out of a small food stall for supper, ran straight to the road, and grabbed Du Ruo's arm.

"Miss...let me borrow your mobile phone...I'll call my wife...let her...let her come and give me an umbrella..."

Du Ruo was too frightened to move, because the drunkard rushed over suddenly.

"I'm sorry... I didn't bring my mobile phone..." She mumbled nonsense.

The drunkard quit, grabbed Du Ruo's bag and began to rummage: "Didn't bring a mobile phone?...Then I...find it myself."

Du Ruo was really scared this time, the bag was snatched by the alcoholic, the zipper was unzipped, and all the messy things in the bag were dumped on the wet ground.

"Hey, what are you doing!" She tried to snatch the bag while suppressing her startled crying, but was thrown by the drunkard's shoulder, almost knocked her down.

Soon two more men came out of the food stall, also reeking of alcohol, and when they came out, they pressed the alcoholic's shoulder and smiled: "What phone do you need? I have... Do you dare to call that hag at your house?"

"Hahaha... that is, let your dominatrix come to bring you an umbrella? Go back and you are going to sleep on the threshold tonight...?" Another drunk man said and grabbed Du Ruo's bag, tore it a few times, and wrapped it It fell to the ground.

"Look... Do you know her girl? If you don't know her, take her bag..." The man who came out last spoke, probably half drunk, but he actually squatted down on the ground and kindly picked up the bag and handed it To Du Ruo.

Du Ruo brushed his hair, and immediately went to pick up the bag, but as soon as the bag arrived, someone pulled his arm hard, and the last drunk man pulled him into his arms with the bag.

"Hey, why are you hiding such a good thing out there? No wonder you go back to sleep with your wife all day long!"

Only then did Du Ruo realize that he was about to fall, and struggled hard, yelling, "Let go of me, I don't know him! If you don't let go, I'll yell!"

"Shout... I haven't heard a woman shout for a month, so I shouted louder and louder..." The drunken man's voice became more frivolous, and he tightened Du Ruo's waist, "Tsk tsk... figure It's not bad, the waist is so thin..."

The drunk pinched Du Ruo's waist twice in succession.

She smelled of alcohol, maybe because the drunk man was talking against her neck, Du Ruo could even smell the garlic in his mouth.

Doing evil, being afraid, being in a state of turmoil, and finally struggling with no results.

"Let go, what are you doing? If you don't let go, I'll scream!" Du Ruo yelled, but the drunk became more and more excited, and finally covered her mouth with his hands.

"What are you shouting here...Call me later..."

It was a nauseating sound, and several lonely and drunk men next to him were also booing.

Du Ruo knew that he had encountered a hooligan.

When he was in a hurry, he felt a pain in his arm, and his whole body was pulled heavily from behind, pulled out of the drunk man's arms, and then crashed into another arms.

The elegant breath was once eroded to the marrow, but she hadn't breathed it for too long, so when Du Ruo fell into Qiao Anming's arms, her nose was sour and her eyes were instantly red.

"What do you say? Do you want to call the police!" Qiao Anming didn't care about Du Ruo in his arms, but covered her with his arms, and said this to the drunks in front of him. The voice was not loud, but he was full of breath.

One of the more courageous drunks stepped over, looked Qiao Anming up and down, licked his lips and smiled: "Where did it come from? Are you causing trouble?"

"Who caused the trouble? Me? Let's go to the police station and talk!" Qiao Anming didn't get angry, and his tone was still calm.

The other two drunks in the back probably couldn't understand Qiao Anming's cold and arrogant face, so they rushed forward, their arms rolled up, and they were about to fight.

In order to protect Du Ruo, Qiao Anming kept wrapping his arms around her shoulders, and one of the drunk men forcibly snapped off his other arm.

Fortunately, the gear boss rushed out to persuade him.

"Why did you drink well and have an accident? It's okay, don't cause trouble, go back and drink your wine, do you really want to go to the police station?"

The stall owner stood in the middle, first stopped the drunk man, and then apologized to Qiao Anming with a nod and bow. "

Qiao Anming is definitely not the character of calming things down. He couldn't swallow this breath and had to ask for an explanation, but Du Ruo grabbed his arm tightly and begged: "Forget it, don't pursue it, let's go..."

Seeing that she seemed to be really frightened, Qiao Anming didn't bother to pursue further.

The owner of the night food stall hunched over and talked again, and the drunk was dragged back into the shop.

The street returned to the desertedness just now, but the rain became heavier.

Du Ruo's body was drenched and her eyes were closed by the rain. She stood still and gasped for breath. She wanted to ask Qiao Anming why he suddenly appeared, but after thinking about it, she didn't ask. The word "thank you" was squeezed between his teeth, and he ran away.

Qiao Anming was so angry that he picked up the umbrella he had just held up and chased after her, dragging her over again.

"What are you running for?"

"..." Du Ruo was pulled by him so that she couldn't stand still, and leaned against his chest. Fortunately, she was able to stand still because of his arm, but she didn't know how to answer his question.

Yeah, what is she running for?
"Why didn't you run when you were stopped by those drunks just now? Now you run when you see me. Am I scarier than them?"

"..."

"Weren't you very good before? Why are you so cowardly now? If I don't show up, how are you going to get rid of them?" Qiao Anming cursed more and more vigorously.

Anyway, Du Ruo just stood there, buried his head, and didn't say a word in a daze.

The rain poured down, and ponds slowly formed on the ground. Du Ruo didn't say a word anyway, and time seemed to stop.

Well, she is powerful, and her technique of not saying a word is simply invincible.

Qiao Anming could only keep a cold face, covered her head with the umbrella, and said in an orderly tone, "Go, I'll take you back first!"

"No need, I can go back by myself!" She still insisted, swayed her shoulders, and stood outside the umbrella by herself.

Qiao Anming was so mad at her, what a bad temper!

"Do you know what time it is? Do you know how safe this place is? You go home alone in the middle of the night and walk! Also, where's your umbrella? It's raining so hard, and you're going to get wet at home like this? You've been like this for the past two years take care of yourself?"

He blurted out the last sentence without feeling unnatural at all.

But Du Ruo raised his head because of his words, and looked at Qiao Anming's ice-cold face in the night for decades.

Fortunately, the night was too dark and the rain was heavy, anyway, he shouldn't be able to see the red circles around her eyes.

"What does my love have anything to do with you? I just like to walk, and I just like not to use an umbrella when it rains. Why are you yelling at me!" She roared, her clothes and face were wet by the rain , whose hair ends are all flowing down in strands.

Qiao Anming could only laugh helplessly, pulling her under the umbrella while laughing, and handed her the umbrella handle.

"Take it!"

She was also tough: "No!"

"Hold it!" He was even stronger, and he stuffed the handle of the umbrella into Du Ruo's hand, and then started to take off the thin linen jacket on his body with his free hand.

"It's been two years since I saw you. You have shortened your hair, and your appearance has changed a bit, but why is your temper still so tough?" He draped the sweater over Du Ruo's shoulders as he finished speaking.

"You look at me, what are you afraid of? I'm not yelling at you because I want to anger you, I'm just angry with myself!"

Du Ruo was stunned, and she looked up at his face: "Why are you angry?"

"..." Qiao Anming couldn't answer this time, he just smoothed the wet hair on her forehead with his hands, raised his eyes and looked at the front: "Let's go, I'll take you back first, your clothes are all wet, Wu You'll catch a cold after a long time!"

In the second half of the road, the two squeezed under the umbrella.

Fortunately, the eaves of the umbrella were quite wide, and it was an advertising umbrella for the hotel. In order to keep a little distance from him, Du Ruo tried to hide aside.

In order to accommodate her, Qiao Anming could only hold the umbrella up to her head, but he got drenched in the result.

Finally came to the gate of the community.

Du Ruo stopped suddenly and turned to Qiao Anming: "Let's send it here, I'm here."

"I'll take you in!"

"No, I can go in by myself." Du Ruo didn't care whether he agreed or not, and walked out of the umbrella eaves to the community.

Qiao Anming was almost driven crazy by this woman, so she had no choice but to run after her.

"Why are you running again? Am I a scourge? Anyway, I have already sent you here, so what if I send you a few more steps?"

Du Ruo gritted his teeth and thought to himself, if this guy sends her to the door, he will know which building she lives in, no!
"No, you go back, goodbye!" She answered quite simply, with a clear expression of evasion.

Qiao Anming pinched her arm, and suddenly leaned over to her.

Du Ruo didn't dare to kick his eyes so fiercely.

"Why are you so afraid that I will take you home? Are there other men hiding in your house?"

"You're sick! Let go!" Du Ruo was so stabbed by him, and threw his arm as if eager to get rid of it, but in the middle of the swing, he suddenly remembered something, raised his chin and responded to Qiao Anming: "What is hiding? I It's normal to have a man in the family, so don't speak so harshly!"

Listen, how stubborn!

Qiao Anming laughed instantly, with her temper, call her stupid, sometimes she is smart, call her smart, sometimes she is stupid!

"Okay, no kidding, I'll take you back, I'm all wet, and you can't get a taxi here, I have to ask the driver to pick me up! Do you want me to stand at this intersection and get drenched in the rain again?" Hour!"

What a good excuse, Du Ruo couldn't find any reason to refute.

Entering from the gate of the community, after walking for about three or four minutes, Du Ruo stopped in front of a semi-old residential building.

"Come on, come up with me, I'll get you a towel to wipe it off!" She finally relented, and went upstairs by herself without saying this.

With a smirk on her face, Qiao Anming followed behind her ass!
Du Ruo was digging for things in his bag as he walked into the corridor, but he didn't seem to find anything after digging for a long time. It should be because the drunks fell on the ground by the bag just now, and the flashlight fell out, and Du Ruo didn't pick it up when he was packing up. .

"Damn it!" Du Ruo cursed.

Qiao Anming asked, "What's wrong?"

"The flashlight is missing."

"What do you need a flashlight for?"

"There are no lights in the corridor."

She answered very quickly, and she didn't realize that Qiao Anming behind her suddenly stopped in place.

Du Ruo smeared and walked a few steps, seeing that Qiao Anming hadn't followed, she turned around and asked, "Aren't you going up?"

Qiao Anming stood there and closed his eyes for a while, feeling the pain in his heart was too severe, so he had to take it easy.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Du Ruo didn't care, and continued to grope upstairs, but soon heard the sound of leather shoes behind her, and then a palm came over and wrapped her waist, still with that elegant taste.

Qiao Anming had already walked to her side, holding the mobile phone to illuminate, but suddenly put his lips next to Du Ruo's ear, and said in a low voice, "Are you taking revenge on me?"

She paused, her body stiffened.

Because of his inexplicable words, but also because of the wide and hot palm on his waist.

Qiao Anming closed his eyes again, and seemed to be slowly laughing, the laughter was very shallow, with a faint taste of decadence.

Du Ruo was startled by his sudden action again, what is he doing?are you crazy!

Fortunately, he soon returned to normal, but instead of letting go of Du Ruo's arm, he hugged her even tighter.

"Let's go, go up..."

Du Ruo didn't resist, and he didn't know whether it was because his embrace was too warm, or because his breath was so pleasant, anyway, the two of them walked up dozens of steps just like that.

(End of this chapter)