Chu* ignored Zhang Jia's voice and still rushed towards Zhang Jia. But at this time, a sound of breaking through the air came from the air. Chu Xiong was shocked and quickly rolled over to avoid the blow, but it didn't come yet.
When he tried to dodge for the second time, he found a needle inserted into his thigh. Then he felt a numbness in his thigh and his head felt dizzy. Just as he was about to speak, he fainted.
"Huh, if you get hit, I've prepared an anesthetic. Even an elephant will fall down obediently." At this time, another cute girl wearing a red leather jacket walked out of the shadows.
"Don't talk nonsense, take him and leave here immediately..." Zhang Jia endured the severe pain in his right hand and walked forward and said.
"Brother, are you leaving too? Didn't you say there are many brothers here?" Zhang Nana blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.
"Yes, no matter how many brothers there are, we still have to leave..." Zhang Jia murmured, but looked towards the other side of the street, where Ye Xingchen and He Xuemei left.
"Brother, what are brothers?" The girl said as she waved towards the shadow. Two big men immediately ran out, picked up Chu Xiong and walked towards the shadow.
"Brother?" Zhang Jia was stunned. Ye Xingchen and others have always regarded him as a brother, but what exactly is a brother? Zhang Jia is not an ordinary person. He is an elite soldier trained by the National Security Bureau since childhood. Whether it is fighting
Skills, or the use of various high-tech means, they are top-notch all-round warriors, and their training since childhood has made them only know how to obey orders, but have almost no idea of human emotions. Rather than saying that they are human beings, they are more like wearing human attire.
Leather robot.
His mission this time was to trace the relationship between Truman and the Japanese Chrysanthemum Club. Chu Xiong, the person who left Trumen, was undoubtedly the target of the investigation, so he came to Yunlong High School, but here, he met Ye Xingchen and his group.
Over the past few days, he has felt this so-called emotion from Ye Xingchen and others, the close feeling between brothers. It feels really good.
He didn't want to leave here. He even wanted to tell Ye Xingchen and others everything about him, but he couldn't do that. Without the order of his boss, he couldn't reveal his information to anyone, so there was another feeling in his heart called
Something to feel guilty about.
"Perhaps, that is a way to entrust each other's lives to each other..." After a long time, Zhang Jiacai murmured what he meant by brothers.
"Entrust each other's lives to each other?" Zhang Nana showed a curious look on her face, but she could not understand the meaning of this sentence. Like Zhang Jia, she was also an elite soldier of the National Security Bureau and did not understand the meaning of feelings at all.
What, even if he is called brother Zhang Jia, he has been called him like this since he was a child, but he doesn’t know what brother means.
To put it simply, they are all machines that only know how to obey orders.
Ye Xingchen, who was walking on the street with He Xuemei, glanced back inexplicably, but murmured to himself, strange, why do I always feel like someone is staring at me? Am I too handsome?
"Xuemei, can we take a taxi back?" Ye Xingchen looked at the time and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock. Although Jinling Street was still bustling, it was indeed quite late.
"Well..." He Xuemei did not refuse. Although she wanted to hold Ye Xingchen's hand and keep walking like this, she still nodded gently and leaned her head on Ye Xingchen's shoulder with happiness on her face.
But she was like this. The more regretful Ye Xingchen felt in his heart. He clearly understood that most of his feelings towards He Xuemei were sympathy and pity. They were not at all like he was towards Li Xiaoting and others, let alone others.
Just like any other woman, just have fun, he doesn't want what happened to Liu Yujie to happen again.
Forget it, she is leaving soon anyway. She will definitely meet a good boy when she gets to college. I will send her home this time and never contact her again. Slowly she will forget about herself.
Ye Xingchen sighed secretly, got into a taxi with He Xuemei, and walked towards the place where she lived. When he got in the car, he didn't forget to look at the driver in front of him. He didn't want to be shot in the back again.
"Xingchen, please take me up, okay?" The taxi stopped at the gate, and He Xuemei said to Ye Xingchen.
"Well..." Ye Xingchen nodded. He hadn't been to this place for a long time.
The two came to the third floor together. He Xuemei took out the key and opened the door. What came into view was the familiar living room. The surroundings were clean and tidy. There was not even a speck of dust on the floor, but it was quiet.
There was no sound at all.
"Where's Auntie? Is she asleep?" Ye Xingchen asked curiously.
"No, now we have been assigned a house, and my mother has moved there." He Xuemei said softly.
"Oh, then you go to bed early, I..." Ye Xingchen knew something was wrong, and before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by He Xuemei.
"Xuemei, I...I can't..." Ye Xingchen held back the flames that were about to burst out and stopped his movements.
He Xuemei did not speak, but looked at Ye Xingchen with a pair of resentful eyes, and there were faint tears in her eyes.
"Xuemei, I...I have a girlfriend." Seeing He Xuemei's resentful eyes, Ye Xingchen suddenly felt a little weak.
"I know..." He Xuemei said lightly, her tone full of sadness.
"Then why did you..." Ye Xingchen looked stunned. He had always thought that he understood women very well, but now, she suddenly realized that he did not understand women at all.
"I just want to leave the most important thing in my life to the one I love, that's it. Xingchen, don't think about anything else? Okay?" He Xuemei's tone was gentle, and the tears in her eyes were even more looming.
"I..." Ye Xingchen wanted to say something, but He Xuemei grabbed her around the neck...
The next morning, golden sunlight shined through the window, waking up Ye Xingchen from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes drowsily, only to find that the whole room was empty. Except for the quilt and sheets covering him, there was no one else.
Leave anything else behind.
"Xuemei..." Ye Xingchen instantly thought of what happened last night. He jumped up from the bed and rushed outside naked. However, the huge room was empty, and there was no trace of He Xuemei anywhere.
, just a letter pressed on the dining table.
Ye Xingchen walked to the dinner table hazily and picked up the letter folded into a heart shape. Was it her love for herself?
Opening the letter numbly, Juanxiu's notes came into view.
Stars:
Thank you!
These five big characters were written on the huge piece of paper. Ye Xingchen's mind went blank. What does this mean? What do you want to thank me for? Do you want to thank me for taking care of you?
Ye Xingchen really didn't understand why He Xuemei left only these few words. He felt a sense of loss in his heart, as if he had lost something most important. He originally thought that he only felt sympathy and pity for her, but until this time, Ye Xingchen
Xingchen suddenly realized that this stubborn girl, this girl who was weak but extremely strong, had already left an indelible impression on his heart.
It's not sympathy, pity, or guilt, but that sincere love, love for her stubbornness, love for her strength, love for her decisiveness. But now, she's gone, just gone like this, and she can still find her.
Her?
After calling several times in succession, there was a voice that could not be connected. Ye Xingchen understood that maybe this was a decision she had already made.
His heart began to gradually become cold. He once again missed a beautiful person. Can he still see her?
The cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
"Hey, Xuemei, where are you..." Ye Xingchen blurted out as soon as he answered the phone.
"Brother Xingchen, this is Feifei, something happened to Ouyang..." Huang Yifei's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone...