Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 14

Jing Sheng fully recognized Yu Zhile.

At the same time, he also clearly heard the sound of his own heartbeat.They are so ear-shattering, so intense that they overwhelm the emotional chorus, and even, the shouts from all directions.

"Is it her? I'm not mistaken!" Lin Yue kept pushing him, trying to find an answer, but Jing Sheng seemed to have lost his soul, and only swayed left and right following his movements, but didn't say a word.

After being teased enough by him, he said distractedly, "Yes."

Next to him, Zhou Xinming was very curious: "Who is that girl?"

Jing Sheng didn't answer, just watched.

Yan An's overly enthusiastic and blatant gaze at each other caused many guests present to gradually find the heroine standing on the top of the wooden ladder.

The young man with something good to do put his hands around his lips, raised his head and shouted at Zhile: "Hey - go down! Promise him, go find him!"

Lin Yue was completely immersed in the scene: "I can't see that snow lotus is so popular?"

Rob your mother, Jing Sheng cursed in his heart.

But at this moment, the woman who made him unable to take his eyes off for a second, suddenly made a movement and began to walk down step by step.

What is she doing?
What do you want? ?

There was a sudden chill on Jing Sheng's back, and his heart was full of unknown and unpredictable panic.

Yan An is still singing, and the lyrics are more and more full of emotion.

Many were whistling, eyes twinkling, excited to witness a reunion romance.

Yu Zhile walked very fast, as if he couldn't wait.

Lin Yue noticed that the table was trembling, and he hurriedly held down Jing Sheng's arm. He knew that these two things would not be able to sit still.

Amid the applause like a wave, the woman walked down the last step and reached the flat ground.Then, she continued to walk quickly in the aisle without looking sideways.

"Don't be impulsive..." Lin Yue increased the strength of his palm.

He could feel that Jing Sheng was restraining, restraining an explosion, and this explosion could make him overturn the table at any time, even...

Smashed downstairs.

Lin Yue persuaded: "It's a man who has to accept any dissatisfaction and displeasure, and then bless with heartache, this..."

Before the words fell, there was a long booing sound from the audience, which was unexpected and regretful.

Because tonight's heroine didn't rush to the stage to embrace the man who sang for her.

Instead, he turned a corner and went straight out through the side door.

Clang!

The wine bottle suddenly turned upside down, startling a table of people.

Jing Sheng got up suddenly, and went downstairs without looking back.

On the way, he tripped over a stool and staggered twice, but it didn't affect his aggressive gait at all.

Zhou Xinming was so frightened by the wine bottle that hit the ground that he almost jumped up. After a while, he asked with lingering fear: "He, him, what happened to Shengzi?!"

Lin Yue picked up the bottle, returned to the original place, and waved his hand: "Sick, leave him alone."

When Yu Zhile came outside, the cold air entered her heart, and she felt better.

She had guessed that Yan An would be like this early on, and he specially invited her over, maybe it was for the purpose of his reconciliation.

She didn't have the slightest surprise, and she wasn't even half-joyed. She hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, and her stomach was overwhelmed. She was so tired that she wanted to find a place to vomit.

From the moment Yan An opened her mouth to tell about the past, she suddenly realized that someone was really cold soup. I can feel the disgusting coolness floating on its surface.

It seemed that there was a ghost chasing after him, so Yu Zhile hurried away.

Want to, hurry up, hurry up, get out of this place.

Surrounded by pedestrians going to the bar, there are laughter, discussions, full of anticipation for the night.

She was the only one who went retrograde, alone.

Suddenly, her right arm was grabbed, and the force was so strong and urgent that it directly pulled her back.

The moment she turned around, Yu Zhile was inexplicably terrified and turned herself against the face of the person behind her.

The coldness of the night and the flustered heart made her gasp slightly involuntarily.

It's just that the person who pulled her back was breathing harder than her.He looked at her, frowning extremely tightly, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his face was already flushed with urgency.

He was obviously so tired that he couldn't straighten his back, but his eyes were full of mountains and rivers.

It's him.

Names came to her mind.

Why is he here?

Yu Zhile was full of doubts, so he forgot his five fingers and clasped them on his wrist.

"You are a thief, slipping so fast!"

"Fuck, I'm exhausted looking for it, there are so many people!"

He was panting heavily, struggling to find a space to speak:
"I...really, ah—I'm going to die of exhaustion!"

He suddenly squeezed her arm tightly, pointed to the back, the direction of home, and asked her with burning eyes:
"That folk singer on stage is your ex-boyfriend?"

"Just like that?"

"Old and ugly!"

"It's still terrible to sing!"

"He doesn't look as tall as me!"

"You're looking for a boyfriend like that?"

Jing Sheng said a lot of words, but seeing the woman staring at him without saying a word, he felt a little weird.

He began to wonder if his tone was too fierce, the same as last time.

He settled his mind and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

The appearance of Jing Sheng was completely unexpected by Zhi Yue.

It was only after a while that she realized that Jing Sheng was still holding her wrist.

She took two deep breaths and ordered: "Let me go."

Jing Sheng didn't move, and his breathing became much calmer, and then he said for no reason: "You don't want to get back together with him."

From chasing him to the present, this worry squeezed his head to the point of exploding.

Even he didn't know what was wrong.

Yu Zhile hooked her lips, with a half-smile: "I'll let you go."

Her voice is cold, like the wind flowing at the moment.

No matter how alienated his attitude was, he didn't let the young man let go, he just raised his other hand and grabbed her same arm.

Jing Sheng knows the strength of a woman, if she wants to break free, she will definitely succeed immediately, but he still wants to try and express his thoughts: "Yu Zhile, listen to me, you can't get back together with him."

Hearing him call her name, Yu Zhile felt more and more unreasonable about the person in front of her.

She glanced at her arm, and Jing Sheng's two hands were held there together, firmly, as if locked.He may not even know how childish his actions are, like a kindergarten boy who is unreasonably making trouble and begging for candies.

Yu Zhile asked back: "What about me and him, does it have something to do with you?"

After saying that, Yu Zhile saw Jing Sheng's eyes wander for a moment, and he seemed to have become a little frustrated and silent.

But soon, within a short time, Jing Sheng still didn't let her go, he regained his strength and replied, "It does matter."

Yu Zhile took a long breath, and the mist rose: "What does it matter?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, nervous and anxious, as if making up his mind: "I like you,"

He said: "Not everyone can be liked by me."

His words are more firm than one sentence:
"Not everyone can have this kind of relationship with me!"

"Only you, understand?"

After a strange confession, the listeners were unmoved, but his face was burning like fire.

Yu Zhile stared at him silently for a few seconds, then said slowly: "Then I'm sorry. I don't need this kind of relationship, you can let go."

The strength on the wrist suddenly became much lighter, like a string that had been stretched for a long time, it stopped in an instant.

At this moment, someone behind him called his name, "Jing Sheng——"

When Jing Sheng turned around, it was Zhou Xinming, with Lin Yue at his side, and...his new love rival, Yan An.

The man's face was extremely anxious. He clearly saw Yu Zhile behind him, so he quickened his pace and rushed this way.

"Go!" Jing Sheng let go of her and turned around: "Run!"

They must never meet.

He kept urging, as if what was coming was not an affectionate prodigal son, but a gangster with an ax to kill them.

Yu Zhile turned and left.

As soon as she left, Jing Sheng gritted his teeth bitterly, rushed forward, and blocked Yan An with all his strength, as if he was about to engage in a fight that either kills you or kills me.

Yan An was puzzled by the obstruction of the strange man.He himself was in a hurry, and couldn't get over it after several attempts, so he could only watch the woman drift away.

Yan An was furious, and also began to promote Jingsheng.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Zhou Xinming and Lin Yue held each other to separate them.

"Don't pull me! Let go!"

Jing Sheng punched and kicked the air, blushing and thick neck: "A folk singer! Let me tell you, Yu Zhile is mine! Don't even try to touch her! Believe it or not, I'll let your bar close down tomorrow! Where it belongs is Come on, let me let it go back and forth!"

"Also," he said fiercely, "I'm really fucking taller than you!"

"Who is this?" Yan An turned his head, pointed at Jing Sheng and asked Zhou Xinming.

Zhou Xinming was also out of the situation: "...friend," he turned to Jing Sheng with an embarrassed expression on his face, "What are you doing, stop making trouble! What are you making a scene about! This is also my bar, so don't do it on the first day .”

Passers-by have already stopped around, watching with interest.

"Okay, ancestor, that girl has already left," Lin Yue lowered his voice to appease the mad dog who was so excited: "I'm gone, don't you feel relieved? Besides, your girl He turned around and left, he obviously didn't like this guy. To save Xinming, let's stop arguing and go back in a while."

Hearing this, Jing Sheng stopped struggling, brushed off Lin Yue's hand, and stood back on the ground.

He jerked off the wrinkled jacket, slashed back at Yan An, and left the spot.

That night, Yu Zhile did not return to Chenfang, but returned to her rental house.

After taking a shower and wiping her hair, she went to her guitar and turned it over. It hadn't been tuned or maintained for a long time, and she didn't know how it would play now.

After looking it over, Yu Zhile put it back in its original place and unzipped the guitar case next to it.

She took out a small cloth bag from it, opened it, and took out a piece of paper.

It was a piece of yellowed letter paper, only folded once.

Yu Zhile took it and sat back on the bed, unfolded it and looked at it.

On the small piece, there are only a few sentences written on it, in pure black calligraphy, which has been blurred by time.

Six years ago, when she read this letter, Yan An was already on the train thousands of miles away, leaving her here alone.

She knew that he had long planned to travel far to pursue his dreams, and she had begged him over and over again to take her away. She no longer wanted to stay here, to stay in this place.

She must be very good and never hold him back.

It's very mysterious, maybe life is really a blessing, and a misfortune never comes singly.

At that time, facing her grandmother's dying and dying, she also had to accept her lover's leaving without saying goodbye and disappearing.

After Yan An left, grandma also passed away.

The old man who had always loved her seemed to know that she was planning an escape, so he handed over the house to her, and since then imprisoned all her delusions.

And the man she could give her life to, her teacher, her lover, has never been heard from since.

She didn't want to look for him at all, whether it was life or death, she didn't bother to worry about it.

Until the year before last, in the spring, Zhang Sitian showed her a video and asked her, is this Yan An?

She glanced, oh, it really is him.

"sorry,

I can't take you with me, and I can't take care of you well. "

Yu Zhile would rather he not come back.

She crumbled the letter, raised her hand, and threw it precisely into the trash can at the end of the bed.

Yu Zhile leaned back on the bed, suddenly feeling relaxed all over her body and mind.Hard board bed, but soft for no reason.

At this moment, the phone on his cheek vibrated.

Yu Zhile picked it up, glanced at the screen, it was a local, unfamiliar number.

After a moment of silence, Yu Zhile pressed it off.

After a while, the phone vibrated again.

Yu Zhile picked it up, still lying there, her voice was a little floaty: "Hello, who is it?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and an extremely slight and indistinct voice sounded: "It's me."

Unable to guess who it was, Yu Zhile asked, "Who are you?"

"Me, me." He didn't give his name, and only gave a similar reply, except that the decibels were a little louder.

Yu Zhile recognized that it was Jing Sheng, his voice had a clean and refreshing texture, like pebbles with water vapor left after the tide ebbed.

She suspects that he has [-] million cell phone numbers.

But for some reason, Yu Zhile breathed a sigh of relief, so he didn't reject his sudden call: "What's the matter?"

The other side replied: "I don't know, I just want to call you."

Yu Zhile stopped talking.

After a long time, Jing Sheng bluffed and asked, "Hey, did you hang up?"

"Won't you fall asleep in seconds?" He made another guess himself.

Yu Zhile replied with one word: "No."

Jing Sheng hummed lightly, and said formally, "I want to talk to you about something."

"Not interested." Yu Zhile replied immediately.

"..."

The other end suddenly became more anxious: "It has something to do with you, you must listen!"

Confused, Yu Zhile replied, "Say it."

The person on the phone coughed, "Don't get back together with that folk singer."

"……"this one?

Her lack of response was met with a fierce struggle from the other side: "Don't try to hang up again! Just because you hang up the phone means you acquiesce and promise me not to get back together with him!"

"..."

Yu Zhile squinted her eyes, the posture of facing the overhead light made her pupils a little dry.

She said to the phone: "I won't get back together with him, but I won't consider you either."

She was thinking, how clearly and frankly she had to speak to this person, so that he could retreat in the face of difficulties and stop stalking him like this.

Unexpectedly, the tone on the other side showed no sense of frustration at all, and only replied: "Oh, it's okay, goodbye, good night."

After finishing all the words, he swished and hung up the call.

Yu Zhile put down her phone. For some reason, she vaguely felt that Jing Sheng's final farewell tone just now carried a triumphant smile.

(End of this chapter)