Good Night, Liang Xiao

Chapter 10

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Ye Ji'an felt bad.

The so-called old lovers meet, and they are particularly jealous

All kinds of information accumulated in the past, as well as what I have heard and seen now, all confirm the conjecture that this blond guy named Roman is the worry-free predecessor of Liang Xiao.

I saw that he was still smoking, so he stared at Liang Xiao, his voice was surprisingly hoarse, and slowly and cadenced, he said a few words in Russian. "Thank you" and "how much", of course I don't understand.

Liang Xiao put his pockets into his pockets, still insisting on using his own English, he even laughed, "How much do you hate me, isn't it enough to wake up on time in the middle of the night every day?"

Roman kicked the snow on the ground and replied in Russian.

Liang Xiao said again: "I also know that you have been following me in the past few days, and it was my colleague instead of me who was singled out. You are very sorry."

Roman's expression instantly became very bad, he was silent and just squatted down. Ye Ji'an's temple jumped suddenly, just pressed the emergency alarm, and swiped a few times from memory. If the operation was correct, the mobile phone in his pocket should have started recording. Although I don't dare to act rashly at the moment, I can only record the sound, but it's better than nothing. If there is a big trouble at that time, the collection of evidence is also beneficial to my side.

Seeing that Liang Xiao didn't seem to be afraid at all, he walked a few steps to Roman, next to the group of guys who were still bullying Lao Chen, "You've been out of prison for a year? I thought I'd never have to see you again. "

Roman jumped up immediately, "I said, Shawn, I will definitely come back to find you, and I will definitely find you."

This sentence was finally in English, but there was no Slavic accent. Ye Jian finally understood it. He suspected that Liang Xiao insisted on not speaking Russian just to break this Roman too, so that the other side could also understand. He felt an inexplicable fever in his heart and silently counted the time. In the city where he lived, it took more than ten minutes from the time of calling the police to the arrival of the police at the scene. Usually, it was over in five minutes, but he was not sure about the situation here.

Liang Xiao said coldly: "Yes, you found it, and then what are you going to do?"

Roman tried to hug him, "Let's go back to New York."

Liang Xiao immediately avoided it, "Impossible."

Roman's hands froze in midair, all alone, frozen in the cold light from outside the alley, "I've already got a new permanent residence permit, it doesn't matter if I change my identity."

Liang Xiao said indifferently, "Then you can go back by yourself."

I don't know if it was frozen by the cold air, or what was the reason. Not only the eye sockets, but also Roman's ears and nose were all red, and his bare elbows and neck were also staring at Liang Xiao panting, as if every cell They are all screaming for grief and anger, and there is a fragile beauty in the hazy night reflected by the snow.

"I want to say..." He paused, and then changed from English to Russian for the next sentence, but Ye Jian picked out a few key words and listened to the same. As for why he could hear it, he had specifically checked it.

It means "I love you".

Liang Xiao didn't waver, but was silent for a while, "This is about me and you," he said, "let my colleague go."

Roman lost the cigarette butt, and the scarlet quickly disappeared into the snow, "Then you and I have a chat?"

Liang Xiao did not deny it.

Roman made a gesture, and all the arms around Lao Chen were immediately retracted. Lao Chen stumbled to the ground and was lifted up by Liang Xiao, "Apologize." He remained calm and looked at the group of thugs.

No one answered.

"Apologize to him!" Liang Xiao's voice was still not too small, but his chin was raised, as if he was looking down at the other party.

The gangsters looked at Roman's face, and then they stood in a row and bowed here together, Gululu didn't know what to say. Liang Xiao patted Old Chen on the shoulder and turned his head suddenly, "Senior, bring Deputy Director Chen back."

Ye Ji'an had already quietly placed the phone on his side, the body was buried in the snow, the camera was facing Roman, and the conversation just now was basically recorded. He only hoped that the phone would last for a while, not to automatically shut down at low temperature too quickly, and not to be accidentally trampled.

"I'll carry him back to the street and he'll be safe in three minutes at most," he said quickly. "You estimate the time is about the same, so hurry up and find us."

To be on the safe side, he not only uses Chinese, but also speaks Nanjing dialect. Fortunately, he liked to teach Liang Xiao dialect during his lunch break when he had nothing to do before. The young man was observant, and he learned quickly and seriously, which did not exist. The problem that internal information cannot be communicated.

Liang Xiao handed Lao Chen to him, "Okay."

"Don't go with him." Ye Ji'an steadied Old Chen on his back, "Don't be rude."

Roman watched from the side and coughed twice.

"Don't worry, senior, it's just a ghost." Liang Xiao's Nanjing dialect was not very standard, and he even showed a warm smile, so warm that he lost his usual cunning.

Although Ye Ji'an has been jogging for a long time, he is still struggling a little while carrying a 200-pound strong man in the ankle-length snow. As soon as he ran to the fork in the road, he saw the little translator of his own house. He led two bar security guards in a panic behind him, and hurriedly handed them over. He called for them to go back with him to check, but the translator was not too drunk. In the past, he was articulate and still translated very hard, but the security guards were indifferent, shrugging their shoulders and saying something, and the light of the flashlight also flickered.

"They don't care about Roman's business," the translator explained.

Ye Jian's mind was on the verge of losing his sobriety. Co-author the wild boy or the local tyrant? Three minutes have passed. Even if Liang Xiao is as slow as the lizard he raised, he shouldn't be without a shadow now. Just now, his mind was full of Liang Xiao, all that smile. Now, seeing that no one can count on it, that smile is rampant in his mind, and he is about to occupy the entire world in front of him. The translator yelled behind him, and Ye Ji'an also Not caring so much, he pulled his legs and ran back along the same path. The socks in his pointed shoes were soaked through, as was the shirt in his coat, his lungs were pricked by cold air like needles, and his teeth began to chatter.

It's not that the year-end bonus will be deducted because of an accident on a business trip, so he has to spend the whole Spring Festival frugally, nor that he deserves to be fired because he doesn't protect his subordinate's supervisor. Ye Ji'an just felt a pure fear. This is different from the anxiety caused by the mortgage. He is just afraid, similar to when he was a child, he was afraid that the gardenia he planted would be plucked out of the pot by the cat raised by his younger brother. He was afraid that Liang Xiao would be raised and beaten like Lao Chen, or He was kidnapped and could no longer be contacted. He was even more afraid that Liang Xiao would be forced to put back a relationship that he did not want to recall.

Unexpectedly, as the distance decreased, he heard violent noises, one after another, the sound of group fights.

After all, before he became a humble office worker, Ye Ji'an also had a middle-2 adolescence. He felt lonely and unhappy, resentful, advocating force, and of course he was thorny. He not only caused trouble in bars, but even in the workers' gym because of He had been involved in a big fight in a dog-shit ball game. As for high school and even college, there were plenty of opportunities for hands-on work. To be honest for so many years, of course he could still hear whether he was exercising or fighting a few dozen meters away.

Sure enough, the group of thugs had already penetrated into the waist of the dark alley. In the distance, Ye Ji'an saw a group of figures in the dark. A bare-armed man was lying on the snow, probably Roman. He was riding one, and it was Liang Xiao. , The two scuffled together, mainly because Liang Xiao was pumping people, punching Luo Man in the face, the other party pinching his neck and kicking his back, seven or eight gangsters shouted strange slogans and dragged him up. Pulling, he didn't say a word either, stuck himself on Roman's body, as if the only thing in his eyes was the fight.

But in the end, they were outnumbered. Ye Ji'an ran a few steps away and saw the messy snow flying more clearly. He only felt that Liang Xiao's tall and thin body was unstable and could be lifted and thrown at any time. On the one hand, Ye Ji'an also joined the fight, taking off his heavy Burberry coat, and he seemed to be back in his twenties who could only wear Uniqlo or even Semir.

Suddenly, a master came in, everyone was shocked, the two thugs who were desperately pressing Liang Xiao were dragged away by Ye Ji'an and kicked to the ground. The hand pinched on Liang Xiao's neck. But the one who was most shocked was Liang Xiao himself. He raised his head, and his naturally raised smiling eyes were also filled with cold light. He had a murderous expression on his bruised face, "What are you doing here!"

Ye Ji'an twisted an arm with a backhand, which belonged to a red-haired gangster who got up and wanted to strangle his neck. In this second, in this fleeting and fluctuating stability, the rough snow flakes were thrown up in the chaos. He looked at Liang Xiao's anger, and at his shirt with two buttons torn off. Ye Ji'an was next to him when he took it out last night, and he ironed it for him later. Yes, the initials of the name, Shawn.L., are also embroidered on the cuffs. Now this high-end product is tossed and tattered, hanging on a stubborn child, a little funny and a little cute.

Ye Ji'an suddenly laughed, and this happened within a second. He knew that he had no time to look around and think, "Hey, I said Comrade Xiaoliang, this is not the attitude you should have towards your comrades!"