Tang Ling had no idea what kind of danger he had gone through the moment he caught the other side.
If the other side didn't see clearly that it was Tang Ling at that moment.
If Bian'an was just a little bit more angry, Tang Ling's fate wouldn't be any better than those men who harassed Bian'an.
But those who don’t know are fearless.
So Tang Ling grabbed Bian's hat and asked her slightly coldly who she was
"Who sent a rookie like you here and you can follow him?"
The night on the coast is clearer than the night inland. The gentle sea breeze blows away the thin clouds, making the purple moon shine brighter.
Even though the moonlight was still intoxicatingly hazy, Tang Ling could clearly see Bi'an's face under the hat.
Is there such a beautiful girl? She is so beautiful that words cannot describe her appearance.
Even if it is just a gentle breath in front of you, you will feel that it is the sigh of a goddess.
Tang Ling's heart beat instinctively, but he didn't understand amorous feelings, and he didn't know how to appreciate them yet.
He just stared at the eyes of the girl in front of him, unable to move his gaze away. Why were these eyes inexplicably familiar? He was so familiar that Tang Ling felt a trace of uncontrollable sadness in his heart. Although it was light, it permeated his whole body.
His unfinished sarcastic words were only half-sentenced before he stopped.
He frowned, as if talking to himself, as if asking: "Who are you?"
Bian'an did not answer Tang Ling's question, but blinked his big curious eyes and kept looking at Tang Ling.
So close.
In such a deserted alley, the shoulders were firmly pressed against each other, the eyes faced each other, and the distance between the faces was no more than twenty centimeters.
Even if Tang Long was so close, the other side would feel instinctively uncomfortable, but it would still be within the tolerance range.
However, when the young man in front of him was so close, Bian An didn't need to endure it. He didn't even feel any discomfort at all. Instead, he liked being close to him like this.
Because the smell of him made Bian An feel at ease inexplicably, so much so that when he was close to him, she felt like she wanted to sleep peacefully against him.
If not for this, Tang Ling might have died twice.
The first time was because he rashly grabbed Bian's arm.
The second time, it was because he actually pushed the other side into a corner.
He had no idea how terrifying the Queen was, especially since the other side didn't have any sense of right and wrong. The only thing she had was her inner feelings.
The two of them just looked at each other in silence, and the air around them was filled with a strange atmosphere.
Ten seconds later.
"Forget it." Tang Ling was a little annoyed and released his hand from the other side.
He resisted the strange sadness in his heart. This kind of sadness comes from the soul and can only be given to his favorite family members, such as his mother-in-law, sister, and Su Xiao, but it can definitely not be done to any stranger.
Plus, he couldn't read any malice in the curious eyes on the other side.
He decided to let the girl in front of him go, just treating it as an inexplicable experience.
For some reason, he couldn't put any malicious thoughts on this girl. Maybe it was because the curiosity in her eyes was pure
"Don't move." Bian'an said.
Tang Ling was stunned when he saw a hand as white as jade reaching towards the mask on his face.
Tang Ling subconsciously wanted to dodge, but for some reason, his whole body's nerve reactions seemed to pause at that moment.
The next second, the mask on his face was already in the girl's hand.
"It's you." Bian'an opened his eyes slightly, looked at Tang Ling's face, and subconsciously said these two words.
Yes, shouldn't he have expected it? From the first moment I saw it in the newspaper, I felt inexplicably familiar and inexplicably sad.
This emotion was beyond expectation and control. How could she have such feelings for a stranger again.
It turns out that the one who can evoke this feeling from beginning to end is this young man named Tang Ling.
However, when Tang Ling heard the words 'It's you', all the muscles in his body suddenly tensed up. He wanted to let go of Bian's hand, but suddenly he tightened his grip on Bian's shoulder. He didn't recognize the girl in front of him. , but this girl actually knows me
Then following him all the way, is there such a coincidence
"Tell me, what is your purpose?" Tang Ling frowned, and his expression suddenly became distant and unfriendly.
Looking at Tang Ling's face, various complex emotions suddenly rose up in Bi'an's heart, but each of these emotions was so unfamiliar to Bi'an. She didn't know how to deal with it. She only knew Tang Ling's alienation and emotion at the moment. It was unfriendly and made her feel very wronged and sad.
The other side will not hide any of her emotions, although most of the time she has no emotions at all.
Therefore, once the strong grievance and sadness took over at this moment, there were already tears in her eyes and a look of grievance.
She didn't answer Tang Ling's question. She had no purpose in the first place.
She just bit her lower lip and looked at Tang Ling with tears in her eyes, slightly stubbornly, as if this was the best way to face Tang Ling.
Looking at Bi An's expression, Tang Ling's heart felt a dull pain for no reason, and he subconsciously let go of his hand. Was he bullying other girls by doing this
In addition, such a stubborn expression and tearful eyes were so familiar, so familiar that it immediately reminded him of Shanshan.
When she felt aggrieved, wasn't she used to looking at herself with a slightly stubborn look in tears
Tang Ling suddenly felt sad and looked at the other side, wanting to express something, but when the words came to his lips, he could only say the words 'I'm sorry'.
Bian'an seemed to be very used to it and understood Tang Ling's way of doing things. As tears fell from her eyes, she smiled again and said directly: "It doesn't matter."
"Do you know me?" Tang Ling calmed down, let go of Bian, and subconsciously wanted to take a few steps away.
After all, if it is confirmed that they are not enemies, it would be rude for a man and a girl to be so close.
But Bian An naturally grabbed Tang Ling, approached him boldly, put his head on Tang Ling's shoulder, and said in his ear: "I don't know you. I saw you in the newspaper. Your name is Tang Ling, I remember."
"Hey, what are you doing?" Tang Ling's face was hot. Why was the girl in front of him acting strangely? Is she used to being so close to boys
"You're not doing anything. Don't move. I like the smell of you so much." Bi'an's voice was laziest. It was such a reassuring smell that he didn't want to leave at all.
Tang Ling's ears turned red. He pushed Bian An away and said seriously: "You can't do this. Except for your father, brother, younger brother, and lover, you can't do this."
Suddenly being pushed away by Tang Ling, Bian'an had a look of dissatisfaction on his face, but when he saw Tang Ling educating him righteously, Bian'an found it interesting and cordial.
He couldn't help but put his hands behind his back and tilted his head to look at Tang Ling: "Why?"
"No reason! This is basic etiquette."
"Which law stipulates such etiquette? Is it the law of the universe?"
"Don't talk nonsense. There is no need for rules. This is something that people will consciously abide by. If a girl does this to a boy casually, people will misunderstand her and say bad things." Tang Ling didn't know either. Where did I have the patience to actually want to educate the girl in front of me well
He doesn't think Bian'an is frivolous, and even if someone wants to say that to him, he can't help but get angry. He just thinks that Bian'an doesn't understand anything.
"Does other people's misunderstanding have anything to do with me? Besides, I only want to do this to you." Bi'an smiled, like an elf under the moonlight.
"What will you do to me?" It was so beautiful that Tang Ling was stunned and subconsciously asked a silly question.
Bi'an suddenly leaned forward again and gently put his head on Tang Ling's shoulder. Then, perhaps feeling uncomfortable, he adjusted his position and gently wrapped his hands around Tang Ling's waist.
Tang Ling was struck by lightning and froze on the spot. Her heartbeat was beating hard and her throat was dry and itchy. She felt strange but didn't want to push her away.
In fact, it was not that Tang Ling had never been hugged by girls, such as Wei An, or Luo Xin when she was sad.
But he has never felt like this.
Could it be that he is really a little pervert? Because the girl in front of me is very beautiful
No, that's not right!
Because the feeling of being held by her was inexplicably familiar, so familiar that it seemed like such a thing happened yesterday.
"Brother, oh, give me a hug." Shanshan pouted her lips aggrievedly, her tear-filled eyes about to shed tears at the next moment.
At such times, Tang Ling would always squat down and hold her in his arms.
Then, the little girl would put her head on his shoulder, gently wrap her hands around his waist, and become quiet while sobbing.
Bian's breathing was still in her ears, but there was no way the girl in front of her was Shanshan.
An inexplicable sadness arose in Tang Ling's heart. He backed away from the other side, no longer looking at the other side, and said quickly: "It's not okay for me either. Because I don't know you, and I didn't talk to you before. Those kinds of relationships. I’m leaving, so don’t follow me.”
After Tang Ling said this, he turned around and left.
We only have one hour to go out, and we promised to go to the arena in the cabin area to have a look. Why were we delayed here for so long? It looked like I had no choice but to go back.
What about tomorrow? Do you want to continue going out? I want it! Since the need for money was imminent, he should look for the Luo siblings.
"Tang Ling, my name is Bian." Just as Tang Ling was thinking about these messy things, Bian's voice sounded behind him.
Tang Ling turned around and saw that Bi'an was actually wearing the mask that he had just taken off his face, and continued to follow him with a smile.
"I know your name is Tang Ling, and my name is Bi'an. From today on, we have known each other." Bi'an seemed to want to continue to follow Tang Ling.
"Give me back my mask." Tang Ling scratched his head a little irritably. He found that he seemed helpless about the other side.
"My hat was blown away by the wind, so give me your mask." Bian'an was unwilling to take off Tang Ling's mask.
Forget it, isn’t it just a broken mask? I don't care!
"Then stop following me. Are you going home?" Tang Ling strode forward angrily.
The other side just followed with a smile and did not answer Tang Ling's questions.
Now she still wants to follow Tang Ling and know where to find Tang Ling, so of course she will do so.
And isn't it interesting how Tang Ling looked so angry
Fun again! What would Tang Ling think if he knew that every move he made was labeled interesting in the other side's eyes
Forget it, just follow. Anyway, it's Boss Huang's home, not his own. Boss Huang will take care of it when the time comes.
Thinking like this, Tang Ling let Bian An follow.
The two of them walked towards the Ai Chi Tower one after the other.
Tang Ling's pace was originally a bit fast and his stride was a bit wide, but for some reason it gradually slowed down, as if he was taking a peaceful walk.
"Actually, I can keep up, I'm not tired." Bian'an's somewhat naughty voice sounded from behind Tang Ling, which startled Tang Ling, and the meaning behind his words made Tang Ling a little angry.
Who cares if she can keep up? Tang Ling lowered his head, but his steps did not speed up.
For a while, the two walked in silence for more than ten minutes.
The moonlight is quiet, the sea breeze is gentle, and the faint sound of the waves is accompanied by the sound of people laughing, which is a little blurry but exceptionally clear.
Yes, if it's not clear, why does such a voice exist in everyone's heart
In the blink of an eye, the Ang Chi Tower was already in front of us.
Boss Huang held an iron rod fiercely and was already waiting for Tang Ling.
What is Boss Huang doing with this attitude
He was sitting in front of the store with a fierce look, smoking a pipe, and scratching the ground with the iron rod in his hand, looking like he had itchy hands.
Tang Ling saw it from a distance and broke into a cold sweat.
(End of chapter)