On the other side, in front of the Chun K lobby, Liu Sijia leaned against the wall in a black dress, watching two figures walking away one after the other.
The expression on his face was complicated.
She took out a mint cigarette from her pocket and put it between her teeth. She pressed the pulley of the lighter with her fingers, but no matter how hard she pressed, no light came out. She became even more agitated.
Just when he was about to throw the lighter in his hand, a black figure swayed down. Ning Chao stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket, a cigarette in his mouth, and a lighter slipped out of his palm. He lowered his head to light the cigarette, revealing a sharp jawline.
Liu Sijia's urge to smoke was aroused by Ning Chao, who was lighting a cigarette. She raised her chin and said, "Hey, can I borrow a light?"
Ning Chao took the cigarette off his thin lips, glanced at her, and directly ignored her: "No."
Liu Sijia recognized at a glance that the silver lighter he was playing with was the Zorro she had given him, and said arrogantly, "I gave you this one as a gift."
Ning Chao didn't bother to pay attention to her and just smoked his cigarette. Liu Sijia felt exhausted all of a sudden and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, a strong arm stopped her and handed her the light with the side of his hand.
With a "click", the orange-red fireworks ignited. Liu Sijia looked over and saw the firelight illuminating a rebellious face. But the stunned mood only lasted for less than a moment. The next second, the dog's mouth really couldn't spit out ivory:
"Look at how stingy you girls are."
Liu Sijia's eyes were almost rolled up to the sky.
Fortunately, the next minute, the nicotine inhaled into the lungs relieved Liu Sijia's impatience. She stood with Ning Chao smoking, and the atmosphere was unusually calm.
Ning Chao took the cigarette out of his mouth and smiled in a very annoying way: "That must have been a bad feeling."
Obviously he had seen that scene just now.
"What?" A puff of white mist came out of her red lips, and Liu Sijia had not yet come back to her senses.
"Well, with Young Master Ning's many years of experience in the underworld, I will reluctantly teach you a trick. What's yours is yours, and what's not yours, don't force it—" Ning Chao held the cigarette between his fingers, his tone nonchalant.
Liu Sijia frowned and interrupted him: "You are so long-winded. You are like a nosy woman now."
Ning Chao smiled when he heard this and was about to say something when he saw Liu Xiping walking towards him not far away and his eyes changed.
Old Liu was in the box and was urged by the students to sing several songs. He finally managed to sneak out to take a breath, but as soon as he went out, he saw two students hiding together and smoking.
"Okay, you guys—" Liu Xiping was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out.
A large hand was placed on her wrist, the temperature of his palm was scorching hot. Before Liu Sijia could react, she was dragged forward by Ning Chao. She was wearing red square-toed leather shoes with heels, and was forced to stagger along the way.
In a hurry, the two men threw away the cigarettes in their hands. The air along the street was hot and their heart rates quickened due to running. The two cigarettes fell in a parabolic arc onto a trash can not far away.
Like two meteors passing through them in an instant.
Old Liu chased after him relentlessly, shouting as he ran: "Keep hiding, you can't escape the fifteenth day if you try to hide on the first day."
Liu Sijia was so tired that she was out of breath and began to slow down her pace: "No, I can't run anymore. Are you afraid of this, Ning Chao?"
"I'm afraid. I'm responsible for the sanitation of the playground this semester. I don't want to book it for next semester!"
Ning Chao grabbed Liu Sijia's wrist, glanced left and right, and saw a billiard shop not far away. He turned left at the intersection and pulled the person inside.
The bead curtain was lifted, and Liu Sijia was taken by Ning Chao to hide under a pool table. The pool table they were hiding under was in the corner, facing another pool table.
The table next to them was surrounded by people on all sides, just blocking them. Liu Sijia had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, squatting on the ground and breathing continuously. Through the gaps in the crowd, she saw Lao Liu's old leather shoes moving across the ground, obviously looking for them.
The atmosphere in the billiard room was not very good, with the smell of cigarettes mixed with the smell of peanut snacks. The man standing next to Liu Sijia reeked of alcohol, making her want to vomit.
The sound of the cue hitting the ball and falling into the pocket on the table rang out one after another, very crisp.
Liu Sijia covered her mouth and nose, intending to endure for a while and wait for Lao Liu to leave. However, he paced back and forth as if he had expected that the two of them would stay here and refused to leave.
The space under the pool table was very small. Ning Chao had been leaning sideways towards Liu Sijia to keep watch, staring at Old Liu's movements. Fortunately, Old Liu played for a while in the pool room, turned on his toes, changed direction, and walked outside.
Liu Sijia was holding her breath. As soon as Old Liu left, she couldn't stand the stench for even a second. She covered her mouth with her arms and pretended to stand up. She just bumped into Ning Chao who turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, Ning Chao's lips accidentally brushed Liu Sijia's soft and white arm.
His pupils widened, reflecting another shocked face.
With a "pop", the cue hit the billiard ball accurately into the pocket, making a crisp sound, and the onlookers cheered.
The wet and wonderful touch was like a feather falling on the heart. Liu Sijia's heart moved, and it curled up unconsciously like a leaf being invaded.
Liu Sijia came back to her senses, her gorgeous face shattered in an instant, and she immediately shouted: "You are sick! Crazy!"
As she spoke, she quickly used her hands and feet to crawl out from under the pool table. The eldest lady looked angry and embarrassed, and rubbed her arms vigorously as she walked out with a look of disgust.
Ning Chao also stepped out sideways, with his hands in his pockets, he was stunned for a moment, then he raised his chin and snorted coldly through his nose: "I'm still at a disadvantage, Miss, you sucked my mouthful of hair."
Liu Sijia completely collapsed, her almond-shaped eyes widened angrily: "I didn't! You're the one with the hair on your fucking arms, you Tarzan!"
The adults who were playing billiard and chatting were shocked to see a boy and a girl, both high school students, crawling out from under the table opposite. The beautiful girl walked out in a rage, while the boy with a crew cut followed behind reluctantly with his hands in his pockets, but when he lowered his neck, a faint smile escaped from the corners of his lips.
Passersby just thought that they were a strange young couple.
It was already very late when Ban Sheng celebrated Lin Weixia’s birthday and let her go.
It was late at night when Lin Weixia returned home. After taking a shower, she sat at the desk. She remembered that she had not written a diary for a long time. She wiped her black hair that was dripping with water with a white towel with her right hand, and opened the drawer with her left hand to take out a diary with a soft cowhide cover.
With a "pop", an amber pendant in the shape of a leaf fell to the ground. Lin Weixia bent down to pick it up. At the same time, the mobile phone on the table vibrated with a humming sound as if it had received a message.
Lin Weixia sat on the chair, her arms around her knees, looking at the screen of her mobile phone for a long time. At the same time, she tightly clenched the amber leaf pendant in her left hand, causing blood to spurt out and the back of her hand to turn red.
The lights in the room were bright and pale. The sight extended into the distance. The lights in another bar were dim and blurry. Red and purple lights alternated on the stage. As the football match started, the sound of glasses clinking swirled out beer bubbles one after another.
There were even young people who had their pants pulled off after losing a bet.
Ban Sheng was curled up on the sofa in the booth, his clothes and pants were all black. He held a cigarette between his fingertips, the smoke rising slowly, and the scarlet flames made his finger bones clearly visible. He was absent-mindedly watching the football match projected on the screen in the bar.
Being careless attracts people.
"Sister Ji, keep looking. You're almost seducing my soul away." A younger brother joked.
"Go, get to work."
The person called Sister Ji has a mature vibe, with big wavy hair and silver earrings, but she is actually only in her early 20s. She entered society early and after working hard for a few years, she now helps her boss manage the bar.
Li Yiran often comes to her place to play, but she didn't expect him to bring a new face with him today. It would have been fine if she hadn't seen him, but once she saw him, she realized that this little brother was really her cup of tea.
"Hey, Mr. Ban, which bet do you want to place?" someone asked.
Bansheng threw a bunch of red chips over and said casually, "Spain."
The other side bet on the opposite team. Sister Ji came over with a glass of tequila. The ice cubes hit the wall of the glass and made a crisp sound. She brought it to Ban Sheng and said with a smile:
"Then I'll bet the opposite of what you said. I'll bet on Croatia, but I'll have to accept the penalty if I lose."
Ban Sheng didn't respond. Sister Ji squeezed over and sat next to him. A strong aroma drifted in. Li Yiran was a little drunk, his eyes were red, and he looked even more abstinent. He leaned back on the sofa, looking like a playboy.
"Master, didn't you say you wouldn't come because the college entrance examination was approaching?" Sister Ji looked at him unhappily.
At this moment, Ban Sheng spoke up, with an attitude that was not afraid of causing trouble, and said slowly: "Where is Wu Suan?"
Li Yiran originally looked as if he didn't care about his downfall, but after hearing the name, his expression fluctuated and his brows were filled with a look of sudden storm, but after a moment he returned to his original good-tempered young man appearance.
"A Sheng, you can't afford to play." Li Yiran lowered his head and smiled.
The game was getting intense, and Ben Sheng was sitting there watching the game. The tequila on the table was not touched at all, and the ice was about to melt in the drink.
He leaned over to get the wine, and the ice cubes hit the wall of the glass with a crisp sound, and Sister Ji's heart also beat fast.
Unable to hold back any longer, Sister Ji came over and said with bright red lips: "Ah Sheng, leave me your phone number. I'll give you a discount next time you come over."
Ban Sheng still didn't react. He just stared at the big screen without even giving her a glance. He was wearing a baseball cap, and his profile was expressionless, revealing only a sharp chin. He slowly said, "You didn't call me Ah Sheng."
When Sister Ji was stunned and was about to say something, the screen of the mobile phone in her hand suddenly lit up, indicating that there was an incoming call.
She took a look and saw the note "Xia". When Ban Sheng took a look, his expression suddenly changed, and he relaxed. Although he was still expressionless, he was no longer cold and distant.
The corners of his lips actually curved slightly.
Ban Sheng stood up, put one hand in his pocket and walked out with his phone, saying, "My girl."
Li Yiran shouted behind him, and his wine glass slammed onto the table: "Bullshit, if you're still chasing, you may not be able to catch up."
The light from the bar happened to shine over and landed on Ban Sheng's sturdy shoulders. He lowered his head to look at his phone and raised his middle finger behind his back when he heard the words.
Ban Sheng walked out and stood at the door of the bar. He found that it had just rained outside, but the air was still humid and hot. He answered the call and smoked a cigarette:
"Hello."
"Hello, it's me." Lin Weixia's voice was very soft.
Ban Sheng said, “I know.”
Lin Weixia switched hands to hold the phone, scribbled on the draft paper with a pencil, and paused: "I want another birthday present."
The second gift.
"Okay, what do you want?"
There was a crackling sound of electricity coming from the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of the gears of a lighter sliding. Ban Sheng seemed to be smoking a cigarette. Lin Weixia's voice seemed to affect his breathing. She said:
"I want Ban Sheng to be my boyfriend."