Love Delusion

Chapter 9: boarding

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This meal was like chewing wax for me. Qin Lang was sitting on my left. Every time I took food or poured wine, I could feel his hand beside me.

Just like a pair of hands, flicking a candle, making people flicker.

I picked up the chopsticks with Longjing Shrimp, paused for a while, and saw Qin Lang naturally push a stack of soy sauce in front of me.

One of them picked up a glass of wine and complimented: "The two bosses are really good brothers. I haven't seen each other for so many years. I still remember each other's preferences. It seems that the friendship between classmates is deep! It will be smooth sailing for business in the future!"

It sounds really ironic for the two of us.

So he picked up the wine glass and replied, "Business is business, as long as it is our customer, we will do our best." After saying that, he never turned his face to Qin Lang, nor touched the soy sauce he handed me.

After I finally finished eating, I let out a sigh of relief. Most of the others drank some alcohol during the meal. The car was too hard to drive. I asked Dan Ya to hire a driver to send them away one by one, so I got off. Underground Parking Lot.

Get in the car, catch fire, turn on the turn signal, step on the accelerator.

As soon as I sat upright and looked up, the car moved out of the parking space, and saw a person standing in front of me, which scared me to the brakes!

When I was shocked, I saw that it was Qin Lang. He no longer had the standard way of socializing in front of people at the banquet, but he seemed a little uncertain, standing there against the light, his face even more so that I could not see clearly.

He stepped forward, reached into my half-rolled window with his long hand, tugged on the door handle, yanked me out of the cab, and sat up himself.

"What are you doing?" I was a little annoyed.

"You've been drinking, do you want to be checked for drunk driving? I'll take you back."

I actually don't want to drink and drive back, but this underground parking lot has a time limit, I just want to park it in a suitable place.

"Thank you Mr. Qin for your kindness, but it's getting late now, so I won't disturb you." Then he put his hand on the doorknob, trying to pull him down.

But Qin Lang grabbed my hand and said firmly, "Get in the car."

Immediately, my stubbornness came up, and I shook his hand away without smiling: "Since Mr. Qin likes my car so much, I'll borrow you to drive it for one night, and I'll take a taxi and go back by myself."

After speaking, he wanted to turn around, but was stopped by a low voice from Qin Lang: "Lin Xian!" He paused, then clenched the steering wheel: "Five years have really changed you a lot. She will be so stern, and she will not be so sharp and sharp."

"You weren't so haunted before, and you weren't so indecisive."

Qin Lang didn't seem to want to be so stiff any longer, and said again in a commanding manner: "Get in the car."

The lights in the underground parking lot gradually dimmed, and the whole place seemed as dead and empty as in a ghost story.

Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, and when he raised his foot and was about to leave, Qin Lang finally said again: "Even if you go out and call for a car now or even if you walk back, I will drive with you to the end. I will do what I say."

I gave him a vicious look, then clenched my fists, opened the car door as if venting my anger, got into the co-pilot, and slammed the door shut, regardless of whether it was my car.

In fact, even if he doesn't say it, I know that he is a person who does what he says.

At school, I heard that he was sick and laying at home to rest. I bought a lot of medicine and asked Aunt Fang to stew a bowl of chicken soup and wanted to give it to him. It's just that when I walked downstairs to his house, he refused to open the door for me.

"I won't go down to see you even if you die," I remember he seemed to say.

Then I stood downstairs until it rained and the pouring rain fell, and I only cared to protect the chicken soup and medicine.

It is said that the chicken is in the soup, the chicken in the soup, if you have been in the rain for a few hours, you will know that the feeling from the skin to the bone is like a chicken stewed in a cold pot.

After drenching for two hours, even the strange auntie who passed by tutted and said, "Did you forget your keys? Come to my house and sit for a while."

I didn't want people to know my embarrassment, so I just wiped my face and said with blue lips, "My friend will come down soon."

Of course, right now, it's another hour of rain. I touched it, the chicken soup in my hand was already cold, and my heart was also cold.

In the end, I still licked my face and called Qin Lang, timidly hoping that he would give me an umbrella. I took the umbrella and left immediately, never going upstairs.

Qin Lang sneered on the other end of the phone and hung up. The next moment, an umbrella was dropped with a snap from an upstairs window and landed in a puddle, miserably like a piece of trash.

I tied the chicken soup and medicine to his letterbox, picked up my umbrella, and went back with a serious illness.

Now that I think back on these bits and pieces of the past, I sincerely admire my good stomach. It is true that love makes people blind. If it were me today, it would be absolutely impossible.

In the car, the atmosphere was stagnant. I looked at my nose with my eyes, and when the car came out of the basement, he asked, "The address?"

I replied, "Let's drive to Linyuan."

He pursed his lips, but still didn't say anything, and turned the steering wheel to the left. The car was twisting and turning, and the traffic on the road gradually decreased. He said suddenly, "You walked really cleanly back then."

Which jug cannot be opened and which jug should be mentioned, I am scolded.

"Otherwise? Do you have to have a party before you can go?"

Qin Lang stopped the car at a red light, turned his face to look at me, and said word by word, "Why did you leave, and it's been five years since you left?"

"If you want to go, go."

"I'm asking you seriously." He was dissatisfied with my perfunctory, and wanted to ask more, but unfortunately the light turned green, and the driver behind honked his horn to urge him, so he could only let go of the brakes and continue driving.

I saw him turn a corner, and the street in front of me was familiar to me, so I frowned: "Where is your car going?"

Qin Lang replied indifferently, "Send you home."

My back suddenly stiffened: "This is not the way to Lin Yuan! This is..." Halfway through my words, I could only choke there, neither spit nor swallow.

Qin Lang finally showed a calm expression. Ever since we met, I have always been on the front lines and confronted each other. It seems that at this moment, he finally counterattacked, and it was very successful. The corner of his mouth twitched: "So you still remember clearly, I thought you even forgot our school."

"Boring!" I tried my best to hold back the trembling in my voice, then I gritted my teeth and pulled the handle, thinking that even if I jumped out of the car, I would endure it, but Qin Lang locked the car faster and accelerated the accelerator, causing me to fall. Back to seat.

"Qin Lang! I want to get out of the car! I don't have time to accompany you to play with you or play with your classmates! Did you hear me?!" I could only yell at him in exasperation.

But Qin Lang turned a deaf ear, and even expressed his satisfaction with my anger, his eyes deepened: "Finally don't call me Mr. Qin? Fortunately, you still remember my name."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The answer to me was a hard brake, and then I slammed forward, the seat belt pulled me back again, and when I looked closely, my hands and feet were numb, and I didn't need to look in the mirror to know that I was His face should not look good.

In front of it is a very familiar century-old school. The gilded characters on the door are very clear even in the night, and the dwarf trees on both sides make it very old.

Still came back.

Tongcheng High School. LC