I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

On Zhuo Zhiying's birthday, the weather was not so good. The light rain and the wind was rustling. Zhao Yinqing arrived in the city center with the little information left in his memory, sitting in the Korean food shop window and waiting for the rabbits.

She finally saw the pair of dog men and women when all the spicy stir-fried rice cakes in miso soup in front of her were all liquidated.

Without a word, Zhao Yinqing took a photo with his mobile phone, and then followed them in silence for a day.

The two of them were more or less scrupulous, at least five minutes had passed when they entered the hotel one after another.

Zhao Yinqing thought, I will keep you in mind even half an hour later.

Two hours later, the two came out of the hotel with their shoulders on their backs. After all, they had been moisturized. Both sides were obviously red, and even the basic taboos were gone.

Qingqing, mine and mine were walking down the street, and then I went into a jewelry store. Zhao Yinqing looked from a distance through a layer of glass, and it seemed that Zhuo Zhiying was buying gifts for men.

This little duck is so **** earning!

At four or five in the evening, the two took a taxi to a place. On the outskirts of the city, they are all private main houses, most of which have independent courtyards. The only feature is that they are old. They are all kinds of old, compared to those high-rise apartments. , This one looks gray.

Zhao Yinqing followed them and turned into a small road. Some residents were washing vegetables by the well in the open space in front of the house, and there were also people standing in twos and threes talking together.

Turned into an alley again, the road was narrower, and a trash can was placed at the door of each house, and there was a foul smell passing through the nose from time to time.

Zhao Yinqing frowned, raised his phone and started to take pictures again. This time I have prepared enough material for you. See what else I can quibble about.

Zhao Yinqing had a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and then slowly stepped back two steps, and suddenly bumped into someone on his back.

I was so scared that I let go, and the phone fell directly.

It was picked up by the other hand. The five fingers are long and have distinct bone joints. It is a man's hand without the roughness that belongs to a man. It is as white as porcelain and tender as jade. It is very beautiful.

Zhao Yinqing moved his gaze upward along this hand, a black sweater with thick lines, a distinct Adam's apple, a soft-lined chin, thin lips and starry eyes.

Sun Lu flipped the phone over, looked at her, and said, "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Yinqing swept his gaze into his hand, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Sun Lu shook the phone and said, "What is this again?"

"Mobile phone."

"What are you taking?"

"..."

Sun Lu stared at her for two seconds, and then said, "Are you following me?"

Zhao Yinqing finally raised his head with a look of astonishment, and shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, you misunderstood, I didn't follow you."

"Then why are you here?"

Zhao Yinqing thought that even if I'm here, it doesn't mean that I'm following you, right? What I'm not doing well, can I follow you if I'm full?

Sun Lu asked again: "What are you shooting?"

Zhao Yinqing didn't want to be involved with Sun Lu, nor did he have the desire to communicate with him. In addition, Zhuo Zhiying didn't know when she would come out, and now she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"I took a picture, but it has nothing to do with you." Zhao Yinqing glanced at the building where Zhuo Zhiying disappeared from the Qing Dynasty and urged, "Return the phone to me."

"Delete what you took."

Zhao Yinqing frowned, "I said it has nothing to do with you."

"It's deleted."

Zhao Yinqing's face is not pretty. Although she already has enough evidence to prove Zhuo Zhiying's derailment, it doesn't matter whether there is this video or not, but it is obvious that Sun Lu still suspects that she is following him.

Why should you recognize something you haven't done before?

Zhao Yinqing said: "When you said that you didn't follow you, you didn't follow you. Are you too narcissistic? Do you think that if you are a woman, you will fall into love with you, and you will indulge you?"

Sun Lu's still calm eyes also followed the cold, and he went over as thin as a blade.

"Zhao Yinqing!"

A rusty iron door on the side suddenly opened, and a beautiful and gentle woman came out, with a floral apron hanging on her chest, long curly hair tied behind her head, and a pair of black cloth shoes on her feet.

Liu Siqi looked at them in surprise and said, "Are you classmate? Hurry up and invite home!"

Before Sun Lu spoke, Zhao Yinqing shook his head frantically first, but he didn't expect that it would be Sun Lu his mother.

I went to Sun Lu's house once in my last life, but it was after graduating from high school, and it was not in this area.

Liu Siqi thought that Zhao Yinqing was cautious, and smiled at her and said: "I remember you, you were with your father at the mall last time, come in and sit for a meeting, it's rare for a classmate from Ali to come over."

"Thank you auntie, no trouble, I just happened to pass by."

Liu Siqi is kind and gentle, pragmatic, not a person who will come, and will not force others. After being rejected, he hesitated to look at Sun Lu.

Zhao Yinqing’s mobile phone is still in his hand, and this meeting doesn’t seem to mean to return it immediately.

"Alu." Liu Siqi called to him.

Zhao Yinqing followed in a low voice and said, "You return the thing to me, and I will go now."

According to his dislike of being involved in many people, Zhao Yinqing thought that he would return it immediately, and no longer care about this oolong, but Sun Lu didn't have it.

He calmed down for a while, turned his hand over, and said, "You come."

The house is three-roomed, one and a half high, with an attic above it. I don't know if it is filled with people or pure clutter.

There is a simple decoration, the floor is tiled, the walls are white, and a slightly larger landscape painting is hung.

Liu Siqi was cooking, and after bringing Zhao Yinqing a plate of fruit, she went to work again.

"Sit down." Sun Lu threw the phone on the sofa and went to the kitchen to beat him.

Looking in from Zhao Yinqing's perspective, the two mothers and sons seemed to be talking, Liu Siqi's mouth was smiling, and Sun Lu was still the iceberg face, but for some reason, a subtle warmth floated out.

Such a scene has never been seen in her previous life, not that it does not exist, but Sun Lu will not give her this opportunity.

Comparing the two lives, Zhao Yinqing now is no different from a stranger to Sun Lu, so when he counts, he really can't even compare to a stranger.

Zhao Yinqing picked up the mobile phone and put it in her pocket, thinking about the past and said to go first, she could not really stay for dinner with grandeur. Others just kept it out of politeness, and she had to know herself.

At the end of the kitchen, Liu Siqi's faint voice floated out, and said in a very emotional tone: "It's been many years. Is this the first time there is one more person today?"

"Ok."

Liu Siqi smiled lightly and nodded: "Very good."

The dishes on this day are very rich, and the table is full. Zhao Yinqing is not a picky eater. As long as he can eat things normally, he can eat very happily.

Someone once said that just watching her eat, cooks will feel a sense of accomplishment.

I don't know if this is true, Liu Siqi seems to be in a better mood, and she enthusiastically picked up a lot of dishes for Zhao Yinqing.

Even Sun Lu looked over.

Not long after the meal, Zhao Yinqing was about to leave.

"Alu, you give it away." Liu Siqi also filled a bag of oranges and stuffed it into Zhao Yinqing's hands, "Buy a lot, take it back to eat, it's delicious."

Zhao Yinqing thanked him, did not refuse, and walked away.

It was dark outside.

Sun Lu followed behind her and walked out the door together.

Zhao Yinqing subconsciously glanced to the left hand side, black and black, occasionally there are insects, I don't know if Zhuo Zhiying is gone.

The alley is not long, and after walking for a while, I walked on a larger section.

"Is it a special day today?" Zhao Yinqing asked.

Sun Lu said: "My father died."

In previous years, the two mothers and sons spent time together. They lived clean and slightly sad. I felt that such days were not suitable for outsiders, and even Ren Xue had never been there.

Today, Zhao Yinqing was invited in by mistake, and the atmosphere of depression was a little bit less, and it seemed to be quite good.

Zhao Yinqing didn't expect this to be the answer. She was silent, took out an orange and peeled it, divided it in half, and said, "Do you want it?"

Sun Lu glanced and shook his head.

Zhao Yinqing ate it by himself, ate three in a row, and went straight to the road.

"Let's stop here, my driver came to pick me up, thank you for the hospitality."

Black Big Ben stopped a few meters away, and two car lights were shining in their direction.

Zhao Yinqing said: "Also, I really didn't follow you."

Sun Lu raised his eyebrows: "When you say this, I remember that you haven't deleted anything yet."

Zhao Yinqing quickly turned around and ran, and quickly got into the car. The car turned around and drove away.

Through the car window, she looked at the back of Sun Lu turning around and walking back. She was so relaxed and relaxed that she had never felt relaxed when facing her.

Zhao Yinqing handed the bag of oranges out to the co-pilot, and said, "Uncle Tang, take it back and eat it."

Tang Anfu glanced around and said with a smile, "Did your classmates take it?"

"Well, his mother gave it, it's delicious."

"Then don't you keep some for yourself?"

"I ate it just now, and it got angry after eating too much."

On the other side, Sun Lu turned into the alley, and when he was about to get home, the door of a house not far away suddenly opened. A man and a woman came out, talking and laughing, walking towards this side.

Sun Lu remembered Zhao Yinqing's look back not long ago, so he couldn't help but look at it more.

Under the not-so-bright street lamp, one can vaguely see that women are slightly bigger than men.

"What are you afraid of a little girl doing in the film, next time I call out to help you clean up."

"You can pull it down, don't let her go the other way."

"How can I, I am going to drown on you."

The woman smiled and trembled: "Tuck, you go on!"

After Zhao Yinqing got home, he went upstairs to take a shower, and then went into the study that he didn't often go to.

Zhao Zhengyang hasn't come back from a business trip, and Xianghao is hiding it from him, maybe this is still in the duck's arms.

Zhao Yinqing turned on the computer, copied all the videos and photos in the phone, and sent them to Zhao Zhengyang's mailbox after finishing.

At the same time I sent him a message: Dad, I gave you a gift, remember to check it.

Zhao Zhengyang:?

Three days later, during the lunch break, there were still many students in the class, except for those who lived on campus and returned to the dormitory.

There are homework, small talk, and pure sleep.

Zhao Yinqing was lying on the table, reciting the text with his eyes closed.

Shi Tingting rushed over at this time, and after screaming, she dragged Zhao Yinqing up without saying anything, and began to pull frantically.

The attack was too sudden, and Zhao Yinqing fell short for a while.

Ke Junzhi said twice, "Hey, hey," and then he wanted to intervene to help, only to find that boys would be fine when girls were crazy, and there was no chance to persuade them.

Most people were in a daze, Zhao Yinqing was pressed underneath, and he ate two heavy meals.

"Why are you doing this to me!"

"I haven't provoke you to provoke you now, why are you still having trouble with me!"

"Go to hell!"

Shi Tingting dragged the stool and smashed it up, but another force stopped her.

Sun Lu didn't know when he came in. He easily held the leg of the stool with one hand, and looked at Shi Tingting, who was in tears and embarrassed.

"Sun Lu." She murmured, her eyes were bloodshot from the rage, and the crazy expression on her face hadn't completely receded. This would look like a lunatic.

"Enough trouble?" Sun Li tugged hard, dragged the stool down, and threw it to the side. "That's it."

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