The knock on the door was like a ghost in the dark night, which scared her hair all over her body.
She asked tremblingly, "Who?"
It's so late, no one will come to her. Even if she is copying the gas meter, collecting water or milk, she will not come to knock on the door so late!
Could it be that someone knocked the wrong one? She asked who she said, but there was no reaction. Only the broken window was shaking in the wind, making a squeaking sound, which was more like a ghost movie.
She was so scared that she thought, don't go out, just stay at home for one night.
Suddenly, the knock on the door sounded again. Chuxue couldn't help but tremble, rolled herself into a ball and shrank into the corner. She prayed that the sound would stop quickly. Could it be her illusion?
But the knock on the door kept knocking...
She was originally afraid of the dark and confined space. She was too tired these days and her brain was extremely excited, and all kinds of terrible imaginations emerged from her mind.
For a while, she wanted to walk over and open the door, but she thought of opening the door. I wonder who the person outside the door would be, was he a robber? A thief? Or was he not a human at all?
I simply sat on the bed and wrapped myself tightly with a quilt, so that I could not hear the knocks outside.
Suddenly, she felt a "creak" sound and the door was opened. When she realized that this was not an hallucination, she screamed suddenly, "Who? Who?"
The person who came in didn't say anything, and the room was dark, and she couldn't see who it was. Chuxue felt fear as if her hands were holding her neck, and the sound made was uncontrollable, "Who is it? Talk, talk."
, Who are you? Be careful that I called the police..."
"Your phone is out of power, why call the police?"
A familiar voice came out of the darkness, and Chuxue's voice suddenly subsided.
"You are Jin Ting?"
"Who will come to you in this dark and windy night... You don't have money, and I don't think it's good to have sex..."
Jin Ting frowned, looked around, then took out a silver lighter, and with a click, the fire illuminated the entire room. Seeing Chuxue so scared that he was trembling in the quilt, he couldn't help but pick the corners of his mouth slightly.
, smiled ambiguously, "You don't know it's me, why are you waiting in bed?"
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"Do you think I'm waiting for you?"
Now Chuxue is no longer afraid and sneered. "Why are you coming to me in the middle of the night? I asked who you are and you still don't agree. I still knock on the door because I think it's a ghost."
"I said everything, I am the only one who comes to find you at this time. Who do you think there is any other one? Hum?"
"Who knows, it might be that Santa Claus came to give me a gift!" She pouted, and no matter what, she was still a little happy that he could come to see her...
"Santa Claus is a stupid story that only naughty kids believe. You are so old, okay?"
"I have a childlike heart, okay?"
"It's nothing to have a childlike heart, as long as it's not a child's figure."
"You are a childish figure!"
"Okay, okay, I won't talk back to you. Today I am the delivery guy, here to deliver takeout to you."
He put the things in his hand on the table. The lights were dim and Chuxue couldn't see clearly. He could only see that they seemed to be two bento boxes. He couldn't help but ask, "What's that?"
"It was the takeaway I brought for you." He naturally sat on her bed and hugged her with one hand. "The broken house you live in is actually out of power. If it is out of power, you don't know how to order something, but you know how to hide in the quilt.
I'm crying, don't say I know you in the future."
His tone was very intimate, but Chuxue thought that he would submit a planning proposal to the board of directors tomorrow. Under such great pressure, in the final analysis, the person in front of him was the person in front of him, and snorted.
"Who said I was hiding in the quilt and crying? I was clearly planning the plan just now."
"It's so dark, how do you change it?" He stretched out his hand, scratched her little head, turned on the lighting of his phone, "Okay, don't change it, it's so late, hurry up and go to bed."
"No, I want to read it all the time. I will definitely not disappoint those directors tomorrow. By the way, why did you come to me?"
"You are so cute, you have to face such a big challenge tomorrow. According to your uneasy personality, you must eat very little at night, right?"
Jin Ting picked up Chuxue's body horizontally and placed it on the chair in front of the table. He opened the two bento boxes wrapped in plastic bags. A burst of sour fragrance came out. Chuxue sniffed, "Sour".
Spicy noodles?!”
"Yes, it's your favorite hot and sour noodles from Grandma Huang." Jin Ting's eyebrows and eyes stretched out, "Eat quickly."
Looking at the red and spicy soup with chopped green onions and fried eggs, Chuxue suddenly felt a little choked in his throat.
He still remembers... he wants to add fried eggs...
She raised her head slightly and looked at Jin Ting's side face in the light of her phone.
Jin Ting rubbed his nose, "Why do you think of me like this?"
Chuxue stared at him blankly, with countless emotions surging in her heart. After a while, she said, "Do you know that the lights will shine on your face like this from bottom to top, which is so ugly."
Jin Ting smiled coldly, then said, "That's not bad, look in the mirror for me."
"Forget it, I feel cold in my heart when I see you. Don't look in the mirror, I'm afraid the mirror will break."
"It's okay. I've never seen myself ugly before. Now I'll show it to me. It's a great discovery in life, right?"
"Don't be so pretty."
Chuxue grabbed the mirror with one hand and refused to let him look at it, but after such a struggle, her body fell straight into Jin Ting's arms due to inertia!
Jin Ting smiled ghostly, put one hand around her waist, held her chin with the other hand, and kissed her under her lips.
"don't want...."
Chuxue was both ashamed and angry. Thinking of him making him like this, he pretended to be fine, thinking that he could bring two bowls of hot and sour noodles to make him lose his past. How could this be possible? She Xia Chuxue
It's right to be tolerant, but it depends on who it is to.
She snorted, and her little fist hit his chest, trying to struggle to get rid of him. Originally, Jin Ting held the phone with one hand and illuminated the space. When she pushed it, a numbness and itch came from her arms.
The phone I held in my hand also fell down with a "bang", so everyone could guess that the whole room was in complete darkness again.
In this darkness, Chuxue looked cold and didn't speak.
After a while, Jin Ting sighed and said warmly: "Are you still angry with me? Hum?"