"Don't make a sound, or I will kill you!" A young man who looked like he was only 26 or 27 years old put a machete on Jiang Xiaoyu's neck. He had silver earrings, a gold nose ring, a head of blue hair, and
The mischievous smell that naturally exudes from the inside out is definitely the kind of gangster who doesn't make it in a big city.
The gangster wore a pair of very big sunglasses, and Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't tell what his expression was now. But from the trembling machete, he could feel that the gangster seemed to be more scared and nervous than Jiang Xiaoyu. This
It should be the so-called guilty conscience.
Feeling the pale and chilling blade, Jiang Xiaoyu subconsciously retreated into the house. She was just a girl from a mountain village. She had never encountered such a thing before and had no idea how to deal with it.
After entering the house, the little gangster hurriedly locked the door. It might be the first time he had done such a thing. He was still a little scared, and his voice trembled slightly: "Do you know... why... I am here?"
The knife was shaking more and more violently. Jiang Xiaoyu felt that his tongue was curled up and he didn't even have the courage to reply. He could only shake his head slightly to show that he didn't know the reason.
"Okay... let me tell you, some people want you to leave Yanjing as soon as possible and stop thinking about going back to Yanjing University to go to school." The gangster swallowed nervously and continued: "If you don't leave today, then
Don't blame me for being cruel and scratching your face."
Jiang Xiaoyu finally understood. The unscrupulous little gangster in front of him was sent by the person who took her place in school. The purpose was to threaten her to leave Yanjing. Going to Yanjing University was Jiang Xiaoyu's dream all along. Even without Ye Qingchen's appearance,
I'm afraid she won't give up easily, but now she doesn't dare to anger the little gangster. Impulse is the devil. If she really angers him, it will be worth the loss to scratch her face.
Jiang Xiaoyu didn't express his position for a long time, and the gangster was almost impatient. His hand holding the machete was already covered with sweat. If the stalemate continued like this, he might have a nervous breakdown before Jiang Xiaoyu could speak.
"Speak quickly! You can't leave Yanjing..." The little gangster yelled, trying to embolden himself. But as soon as the words came out, he quickly covered his mouth with his hands. This is a hotel, and unbridled shouting will attract people.
human.
Unlucky people always think about what they want, and what they don't think about always comes to them! Just when the gangster was afraid that his shouting would attract someone, the door to the room rang!
"Xiaoyu, are you up?" Ye Qingchen's loud voice came from outside the door.
clang!
Hearing Ye Qingchen's words, the gangster suddenly panicked. The machete slipped from his sweaty hands and made a crisp impact. He looked around, trying to find a hiding place in a room of less than ten square meters. Unfortunately, there was no room in the room.
There is nothing except the bed and TV.
The window was the little gangster's only hope. He rushed to the window, opened the window and looked down, only to realize that he was on the second floor. This height made the little gangster a little dizzy, but the matter was imminent and he couldn't allow him to think too much.
half a second.
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and jumped down with great force. Then a muffled sound came from the window. It looked like the little gangster must have been seriously injured.
Girls in mountain villages are all kind-hearted, which is proved by the fact that Jiang Xiaoyu didn't open the door to Ye Qingchen immediately.
After making sure that the gangster had gone far, Jiang Xiaoyu first calmed down his anxious heart, then gently patted his delicate face twice, making it glow with a hint of red, and then walked over to open the door for Ye Qingchen.
"Just got up?" Ye Qingchen asked with a bright smile.
"No, I've been up for a long time." Jiang Xiaoyu was afraid that Ye Qingchen would worry about him, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Just now... the person who pretended to be me sent someone to threaten me, saying that he would scratch my face. Fortunately,
You arrived just in time, and the man had already jumped out of the window and escaped."
"Huh?" A layer of frost immediately appeared on Ye Qingchen's face. Jiang Xiaoyu may not have thought much about it, but Ye Qingchen was different. The other party actually knew which hotel and which room Jiang Xiaoyu was staying in, which meant that the other party had been monitoring her.
.In other words, Jiang Xiaoyu can no longer live here, it is too dangerous.
Ye Qingchen put the machete under the bed, then helped Jiang Xiaoyu pack her things, prepare to check out and leave here.
The morning air had a hint of moisture, which made it look particularly fresh. After coming out of the hotel, Jiang Xiaoyu took two hard breaths and asked refreshed: "The day's plan starts in the morning. What do you think about today?"
What have you done?"
Looking at Jiang Xiaoyu's pretty face filled with happiness, Ye Qingchen couldn't help but feel dazed for a while. Being able to talk to her at close range and smell the unique fragrance of a mountain village girl on her body was undoubtedly a very luxury for Ye Qingchen.
things.
"The plan starts with filling your stomach!" Ye Qingchen calmed down and said happily.
Jiang Xiaoyu had never objected to Ye Qingchen's proposal. So the two of them carried their luggage and happily ran to the fried dough sticks stall on the street.
"Boss, ten fried dough sticks and two bowls of soy milk." As he spoke, Ye Qingchen showed a meaningful smile.
He had noticed a white van not far away, which had been following them since they left the hotel. It seemed that the people in the car were imposters sent to monitor Jiang Xiaoyu.
Now Ye Qingchen finally understood why he couldn't find anyone following him yesterday. The reason was the car. He could hear the change in footsteps, but he couldn't hear the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground. If someone was following him, Ye Qingchen would
Qingchen could hear it even when he was unsuspecting. But if he was following it with a car, he would need to rely on his spiritual consciousness to investigate intentionally.
Although he saw through it, Ye Qingchen didn't tell Jiang Xiaoyu. Firstly, he didn't want Jiang Xiaoyu to worry unnecessarily, and secondly, he wanted to see what other tricks the other party could pull off.
Ye Qingchen and Jiang Xiaoyu chatted happily while eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk. The person watching them in the van did not receive such good treatment. He held a telescope in one hand and monitored every move of Jiang Xiaoyu and the two.
Holding the old-fashioned bread in one hand, he would take a bite from time to time. When it was really dry, he would take a sip of mineral water. Others had fried dough sticks with soy milk, but he had bread with mineral water. We are the same people, so why is there such a big difference!
The people in the van thought hard that when we have money, we will also eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk. We will buy two bowls of soy milk and drink one bowl and another...
Soon, Ye Qingchen and his wife finished their breakfast, picked up their luggage and headed towards the bustling neighborhood. Ye Qingchen didn't have any daily necessities when he went to school. Jiang Xiaoyu thought that he would not be able to buy it himself, and it would be easy for others to take advantage of him.
, so I decided to accompany him to buy it in person.
The van followed them for a while and found that Ye Qingchen and the others were walking in the completely opposite direction to the train station. It seemed that Jiang Xiaoyu had no intention of leaving Yanjing.
The person in the van took a sip of mineral water, then took out his phone and dialed: "Mr. Ding, the direction Jiang Xiaoyu is walking is Murong Street, not the train station. He has no intention of leaving Yanjing at all."
"Well! I will send someone to deal with it. You continue to monitor. Report their location to me at any time." A cold voice came from the phone.
"Well... Mr. Ding, please give me part of my reconnaissance funds first. I don't have much money in my hand now." The person in the van had a pleading tone, as if he was already owed the money.
A long, long time.
"It's only been a day, and you're asking me for money. Could it be that I, Ding Qiang, will rely on you?" An angry voice first came from the phone, and then a gentle voice came: "Don't worry! Wait for that.
When the girl leaves Yanjing, I will pay you the fees in one lump sum."
"Hey!" The person in the van sighed deeply and said slightly frustrated: "Okay then."
After hanging up the phone, the man named Ding Qiang dialed a number and said, "Huzi, that woman is on Murong Street. You can bring a few more skilled brothers there. That man who is very good at fighting is still with her."
Woolen cloth."
Ye Qingchen and Jiang Xiaoyu both came from mountain villages. This was their first time seeing the prosperity of a big city. They didn't expect that there would be so many people coming and going so early in the morning, and the flow would never stop. The pace of life is really not that fast.
"There are so many people here!" Ye Qingchen sighed and felt wretched at the same time. He said to Jiang Xiaoyu in an upright manner: "Xiaoyu, in order to avoid getting separated, give me your hand."
When he said this, Ye Qingchen's blood pressure skyrocketed. He was both afraid and looking forward to it. If Jiang Xiaoyu refused, the atmosphere would be very awkward. If Jiang Xiaoyu nodded and agreed, then Ye Qingchen would hold a girl's hand while shopping for the first time.
It finally came true.
"Well!" Jiang Xiaoyu felt as if his face was on fire, hot and red. The mosquito-like sound was forced out of his throat.
Although Jiang Xiaoyu agreed to Ye Qingchen's request, she still didn't stretch out her hand. Jiang Xiaoyu, who was worried, didn't have the courage to stretch out her hand at all. This can be regarded as a different kind of reserve!
Since Jiang Xiaoyu agreed, why didn't she stretch out her hand? Waiting, Ye Qingchen almost burst his veins with excitement. He didn't care about it anymore, his heart suddenly crossed, and he grabbed Jiang Xiaoyu's hand in an instant.
Bang! Bang!
The moment he took it, Ye Qingchen's heart trembled unsatisfactorily. Girls in mountain villages often work in the fields, so their skin is not very good. But Jiang Xiaoyu is different, no matter how she works! How tiring she is?
Work! The skin can still remain as delicate, as white as snow, and as smooth as ice.
Jiang Xiaoyu's hands are very cold. Legend has it that girls with cold hands were angels with broken wings in their previous lives. Because their wings have been broken, they can never return to the sky, so God gave them the most special gift of pain. Relatives feel pain, and friends feel pain.
, Lovers hurt, and everyone who comes into contact with them will feel doubly painful, forever! When there is a person with cold hands around you, you must love her doubly, because she was once an angel with broken wings. She needs more love.
Too much 'pain' to forget the pain of broken feathers.
This legend was told to Ye Qingchen after the smelly old man took him to save a little girl with cold hands, so Ye Qingchen has always remembered it.