The girl in the black dress is like an angel in the dark night, her snow-white skin is as smooth as porcelain under the moonlight.
The beautiful side face is naturally indifferent, and the moment she lowers her head, her brows are half-drawn, revealing a section of the back of her fair neck, together with the thin and smooth shoulder line, weaving a beautiful picture of beauty.
For a moment, Lou Mingshen couldn't tell whether the moonlight in the sky was more beautiful, or she was more beautiful under the moonlight.
Xu Shi noticed something, the girl suddenly looked sideways, and looked straight at him.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
She was just waiting for Han Ke outside, and in such a short time, she bumped into Lou Mingshen.
At that moment, the man had already stepped up and approached, Jiang Fuyue stayed where he was, looking at him quietly.
"Miss Jiang, we meet again." Lou Mingshen stopped in front of her, with only one step between them.
Jiang Fuyue didn't speak.
The expression is like water, and the eyes are calm.
He didn't care, and smiled to himself: "If I remember correctly, this should be the third time we met. The first time was on the plane, the second time was at Laurel Mountain Villa, and today is the third time."
Jiang Fuyue: "It seems that we are not familiar with each other."
The man shook his head: "You happened to be wrong. As the saying goes, once you are born and you are familiar with each other, we are already the third time, so we should be more familiar."
"Sorry, my friendship standards are not that low."
The man was not angry, but smiled with a good temper: "Although Miss Jiang doesn't regard me as a friend, I am deeply impressed by Miss Jiang."
He paused for the last four words every word, which was very meaningful.
Jiang Fuyue's expression remained unchanged, she just said: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."
After saying that, she tidied up her skirt reservedly, turned and left.
A chuckle came from the man's mouth, "Miss Jiang is in a hurry to leave, is it because of a guilty conscience?"
After a pause, she stopped, but she didn't turn around as the man expected.
In the next second, step up again.
Lou Ming smiled deeply: "Miss Jiang's composure really makes people... feel ashamed, even if she is a thief, she is still confident-high, really tall!"
As he spoke, he began to applaud.
Jiang Fuyue said indifferently: "Although I don't understand what you are talking about, I still want to remind you that if you say something, you will be responsible. Allegations without evidence are tantamount to slander."
"Yeah, after searching for so long, there is still no evidence at all," Lou Ming paced deeply, without Jiang Fuyue looking back, he directly copied in front of her, the corners of his mouth raised, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "I I'm curious, how did Ms. Jiang do it? Huh?"
"I think you may have asked the wrong person." The girl met the man's scrutinizing gaze without avoiding it, with a calm expression.
"Still refusing to say?" He paused for a moment, his eyes dimmed for a moment, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of melancholy, and the air became miserable.
At first glance, it's quite... Wronged
He said softly: "For you, it may be just an inscription or a group photo, but it means a lot to me. If possible, I hope you can return it, or you can set a price, no matter how much it is. "
Jiang Fuyue was indifferent to the man's provocative performance, and said the same sentence: "It has nothing to do with me."
Lou Mingshen didn't seem to be able to hear it, he twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and continued: "Those two things are the only thoughts left to me by an important person..."
Heh, important person
Jiang Fuyue sneered and interrupted him: "Are you pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic?"
Lou Mingshen kept his eyes downcast, so he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly at the moment, but his eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.
"Some things are lost, just lost, no matter how you restore and remedy it afterwards, it will be useless." Jiang Fuyue almost cruelly tore open the most secret old wound deep in his heart.
In an instant, the pain hit, and the blood flowed.
It turned out that the wound had never really healed, and the surface was scabbed, seemingly unharmed, but in fact it had already festered and eroded deep into the bone.
"What's more," Jiang Fuyue ignored his instantly pale face and collapsed back, every word was like a thorn on a thorn, piercing into the man's heart one by one, "If it's really as important as you said , how could it be lost?"
Lost, just lost...
If it's important... how can I lose it...
The man's figure flickered, and he staggered half a step back, almost unable to stand up.
Jiang Fuyue had no intention of helping him, on the contrary, she retreated a certain distance, standing tall, with cold eyes.
Under the moonlight, it is like a god who executes the last judgment.
Life and death, heaven and hell, are just a thought away.
Lou Ming raised his head deeply, his pupils tightened in the next second, and he was terribly stunned.
In a daze, Lou Mingshen seemed to see the "her" she used to be—
It was also the same indifferent expression, silent eyes, looking at himself with a little sarcasm.
"What do you know?!" He roared with red eyes, and the veins on his neck suddenly appeared, "You don't know anything!"
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Indeed."
She was already a total outsider.
"Things are really not with me." The girl's tone was sincere and her eyes were clear.
Is it not here? They were all burned.
Lou Ming frowned deeply, his reason gradually returned, he still didn't believe it, but he didn't press Jiang Fuyue any more, instead he opened his mouth like chatting—
"Both things are from twenty years ago..."
Jiang Fuyue stared straight ahead, her pupils were calm.
"The person who left them is my sister. She inscribed that picture—beautiful scenery on a good day, pleasing to the eye. Because it was just written casually, without stamping, and only left a time—summer of 2027."
"That year, I was nineteen and she was twenty-two."
Jiang Fuyue didn't want to listen, and planned to go around.
But Lou Mingshen seemed to be aware of her intentions, and took precautions: "There is also that group photo, which was taken with the help of a passer-by. I spent money to buy the film, developed it secretly, and wanted to give it to her as a gift, but it was not until she left. I couldn't even send it out..."
"Enough!" Jiang Fuyue interrupted harshly, "I don't want to hear your story, get out of the way!"
The man remained motionless and continued on his own: "Laurel Mountain Villa was opened for her, because her name is the same as yours, with a word 'moon' in it, and she herself is like the moon—noble, bright and clear, she was born to be high above you, hanging in the sky."
Jiang Fuyue sneered: "Why are you telling me this? Is it necessary? If you want to get something back, then I'll say it again, please listen clearly and understand—it's not with me!"
The man's eyes pretended to be cracked inch by inch, and the original pitiful, wronged, fragile, and helpless expression was instantly replaced by coldness.
"You think I'll believe it?" He stepped closer, his tone fierce, "The showcase is made of bulletproof glass, and it's also locked with a coded lock. It uses a brand-new encryption algorithm, and ordinary thieves can't open it at all!"
Jiang Fuyue: "Since you can't open it, why do you think it's me?"
"The IOI perfect score gold medalist, is this reason enough?"
"Hey—there are so many people in the world who have won awards in international computer competitions with full marks, why don't you doubt them?"
"Of course I don't have to doubt them. Because you were the only one who appeared in the exhibition hall of Mount Laurel at that time!"
"Winning the IOI Gold Award does not mean that you will be able to decipher the encryption algorithm."
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you," the man showed a hint of impatience on his face, "If you are sensible, hand over the things, otherwise—"
She raised her eyebrows: "How?"
"Don't blame me for being rude!"
"Heh..." Jiang Fuyue smiled, "Why do you want to be impolite?"
Lou Mingshen's eyes darkened, and he suddenly stretched out his hand...
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Yesterday's second update, 2,000 words.
Today's update is at two o'clock in the morning, I suggest you watch it tomorrow~