"Don't you remember me? Jia Meng."
The man smiled slightly, the curve of the corner of his mouth was very charming.
Jia Meng carefully looked at the man in front of him from head to toe.
His height is the same as Marley's, and his body is the same.
The light in his eyes is exactly the same, bright and energetic.
However, when he took a closer look, his eye sockets were extraordinarily deep, making his black eyes look like an abyss.
It seems that people can be swallowed in at any time, and the catastrophe will be overwhelming.
But that face was obviously more angular and refined than Marley's, and it looked like a living person from a sculpture of Greek mythology.
But no matter how you look at it, they are very familiar.
Familiar but not Marley, who could it be
"Where did we... have we met?" Jia Meng searched the memory in his brain unconsciously, "Or, did we know each other before?"
The man raised his brows and looked at Jia Meng with affectionate eyes, facing her.
"Do you remember that you had a classmate named Xu Ting?"
"Xu Ting?"
Jia Meng said the name on his lips.
Immediately afterwards, her head began to buzz, closed her eyes, and heard countless voices uttering this name—
"Xu Ting Xu Ting Xu Ting Xu Ting..."
Who is he
Back in time to the school days.
A vague face was pieced together in memory.
Immature and handsome face.
A handsome young man sat behind Jia Meng and gave her a push while she was taking a nap in class.
Jia Meng's head turned, and his forehead slammed on the desk.
Was pushed to talk about Jia Meng, rubbing his eyes in a daze.
What followed was a roll call by the teacher and a ridicule from the classmates.
Jia Meng turned around and glared at the young man with what he thought was the most ferocious.
Then, she handed a note very plainly and angrily: ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"Why did you push me just now?"
The young man smiled, raised his brows slightly, picked up the pen, and wrote on the paper a sentence that made her blush and heartbeat: 噺⒏⑴The full text of the essay is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/
"Because your beautiful long neck blocks my sight, and the fragrance of long hair confused my mind."
Jia Meng was so embarrassed that he couldn't deal with it when he saw such a sentence, only to sink his head.
The young man deliberately got down, fixed his face within Jia Meng's peripheral vision, and blinked mischievously at her.
Jia Meng opened his eyes.
At this moment, the man in front of him also just blinked at him.
"You... are Xu Ting."
Jia Meng locked the memory fragments of this man in his brain and confirmed again.
"It's me." The man in front of him showed a cheerful smile, showing a perfect lip shape, "You finally remembered me."
The man had no child, and directly hugged Jia Meng into his arms.
Jia Meng was like a rag doll, with his head resting on his chest, he heard a clear and powerful heartbeat.
There seemed to be an irresistible magic in his embrace, a familiar taste, and there was no life at all.
Jia Meng didn't want to break free at all.
At this moment, she completely forgot. Just now, this man was still holding a Swiss army knife and almost attacked her!
"If I didn't make a mistake, we should have not seen each other for ten years, right?"
Jia Meng was so intoxicated in this embrace, even the voice of the words became soft.
"Yes, but not really."
"What do you mean?"
"We, aren't the first two still together?"
The man's hand suddenly patted Jia Meng's back.
Then, the voice that was as cold as the echo from the cellar rang in her ears again.
This voice is clearly Marley!
The distraught Jia Meng suddenly woke up like a dream, and slammed the man away!
Panting heavily, she ran to the desk and picked up her phone.
"I want to call the police."
Jia Meng told himself in his heart.
The man, who had Xu Ting's face, body, and voice exactly the same as Marei, reacted quickly, and took away Jia Meng's phone in a single stride.
The dazzling Swiss Army Knife was raised again.
"Haha," the man's sneer sounded like a gloomy wind, "Do you want to call the police and let the police arrest me, and then tell me to break into a private house?"
He was as keen as a hound, and immediately understood his intentions.
"Liu..." Jia Meng was about to call out.
The man's low voice stopped her calling: "Stop calling. If you want to survive."
Jia Meng's tears flowed down, feeling aggrieved: "What do you want?"
"Sister Jia, didn't you invite me to come to your house to find you? You also specially selected a prime time at 8 o'clock in the evening. Do you really think I'm stupid?"
"You... really are Mare." Jia Meng cried.
"Yes, Xu Ting is me, and Marei is also me."
"I only know that there are disguise props in the game, why do you...you can change your face at any time!"
"You follow me and leave Jia's house, I will tell you slowly later."
Jia Meng's heart seemed to have overturned a five-flavored jar, and the sweet, bitter, spicy and salty taste came to his heart at the same time.
A classmate from her middle school years, a man who has an indissoluble bond with her in games and reality, is actually the same person.
The point is, there are still two different faces!
What's even more incredible is that such a double-faced monster, where is the confidence to take her away from home
"Are you crazy? This is my house, why should I go with you?"
Jia Meng stopped crying and recovered his sanity.
"First, I'm not crazy, I just changed back to the original face."
A simple explanation, no unnecessary nonsense.
"Second, this is not your home, but the place where your dad imprisoned you.
After changing his face, Marley, as he did, still hit the nail on the head.
"Third, your plan has been seen through by me, so I can't call the police anymore, and I can't explain it to others in the future. Instead of staying here, it's better to follow me."
Marley was clear and organized, answered Jia Meng's question head-on, and gave a seamless explanation.
"Haha," Jia Meng burst into laughter in the face of such a ruthless puncture. She thought of the headline news that exposed their private meeting, "However, Master Ma, I won't be fooled by you again! May I ask How many people are you planning to hire to secretly take pictures of our whereabouts this time?"
Marley frowned and paused.
For a while.
He walked up to Jia Meng, put his five fingers in her fingertips, and held them tightly, saying, "Trust me, I will never let this happen again."
"Humph," Jia Meng also responded coldly, "Master Ma, maybe you are smarter than me, but I am not so stupid that I have to make the same mistake twice."
"please believe me."
Marley started, one knee already crashing to the ground.
"I swear that if there is still a sneak shot, please let me be bombarded by five thunderbolts, be hit by a car when I go out, and I won't be able to marry a wife for life, or even cut off my children and grandchildren!"
That young master Ma, who is aloof and looks high, actually knelt down on one knee in front of her and swore a poisonous oath!