Hidden Assassin

Hey hey, be quiet, do n’t get excited, there ’s a car in front ... ”

The red light in front of the sidewalk was still on. The car drove past, dragged Jiaming's hand quietly, and walked quickly toward the opposite side, leaving Cui Guohua holding the dozen of Jianlibao in his place and laughing helplessly. .

Ling Jing usually has a good-natured temperament, but once he encounters certain things, he is very persistent. For the world of the dark world, Jia Ming did not tell her and Shashaduo, but occasionally mentioned that the name Cui Guohua was also mentioned in the story of Yan Huang Awakening. Jia Ming said that she did not want to be too involved with these people. She also I kept it in my heart, and then I turned around as soon as I heard the name, and when I got across the road, I even complained about Jiaming's attitude.

"You knew who he was from the beginning, why not tell me! I told him so much ..."

"Uh, this ... haha, it's not necessary to be so nervous." Jia Ming smiled. "He's a good guy by nature, and you like that wedding dress ..."

"I haven't liked it to that extent yet!" Glancing at him slightly, his gaze glanced across the street, then he drove Jiaming to turn and walk quickly, while keeping up with the pace of quietness, Jiaming was behind him. A wave, compared to a middle finger.

"Hey, Lingjing, do you mean you didn't like the wedding dress to the extent you like me?"

"Go away, I'm still angry."

"I answered the regenerating gas first."

"Oh ... I'm really angry when you slip into the oil again ..." Isn't that the one who likes wedding dresses because I like you? There is a slight stance on her face, and she murmured softly in the light rain.

*

Meet with Sasa at the scheduled bus stop. The light rain has stopped. According to Shasha, there was an uncle in the family, although he was only a cousin with his father. But they are closer than their brothers. Recently, this man has returned from a foreign country. His father seems to want to arrange for him to work in a gang.

"I don't like him very much, but I have to call Uncle." Patting the water stain on the horse's tail behind his head, Shasha evaluated the new family in this way, and talked about coming out of the house to see Huang Hao's military affairs.

"Are you going to play with your classmates?"

"I don't remember that he has friends over there." Shasha shook his head. "And at this time, where is he still playing? It looks decadent and dying, everyone is not very familiar. I didn't say hello to him."

I probably said two things about Huang Haobing, and they didn't take it as a thing. They went to school by car all the way, and the three went to a nearby supermarket to buy something in front of a vegetable display cabinet. Husha picked a piece of old pumpkin: "Go home and make pumpkin pie."

"Will you do that?" Jia Ming laughed.

"I learned from Lingjing."

"What?" Hearing his name, he quietly picked the fresh fish and pushed the trolley leaning over, and Shasha smiled: "Jiaming said to eat pumpkin pie today." Jiaming shrugged with a smile beside him. Ling Jing looked at the two of them, but also smiled: "Let's put down, and don't pick a better one."

The trick was spotted, and Shasha vomited his tongue, watching Lingjing pick the pumpkin, and asked, "Will we call Sister Yahan and Xun together to eat?"

"No need, we'll be sent to school later."

Life itself is actually bland and trivial. When each other has reached the closest familiarity, love and passion will gradually calm down. Occasionally go to the cinema to squeeze a new release film, find a good restaurant and three people sit Have a meal together. There are several times when the spirit is quiet or rustling, and I have thought about making a candlelight dinner at home, but I don't think it is convenient to use candles before I have done it. With a smile on the light to eat, for the three already close. There is no longer a need for such deliberate romance, and the rest is more family feeling.

One goes to the street to buy something, the other goes home, eats and goes for a walk, saying that the parents are short, the school is interesting, passing the colorful neon and warm street lights, and the lights are passing by on the road at night. Occasionally go to the beach for a walk, look at the sunset, and sit on the long sea breeze. Sasa always likes to use apple pits to poke the pugs in the hands of tourists. When the scent of the dishes floated out, Jiaming and Lingjing were busy in the kitchen, rustling back and forth, packing the table, setting the tableware, and the sound of noon news on the TV. At night, the room was lit with orange and yellow lights. He was quietly wearing pajamas sitting on the bed reading a book. The sound of the TV in the living room had been minimized. Jiaming changed the fire of a coal stove in the kitchen and rustled out of the bathroom. Sometimes I wear pajamas, sometimes I just trot into the bedroom with a smooth rubbing body, laughing into a quiet duvet.

Occasionally I went out at night and looked back at the lights and figures from the window above the game room. this is life.

So, after buying something, I went home, about three o'clock in the afternoon, and quietly moved and cooked the pumpkin and made the materials for the pumpkin pie. Jiaming and Shasha cleaned and cleaned the vacant room for more than a day and ate it early. For dinner, after taking a bath, the three went out and went to the school and went to their respective places.

Recently, it is said that another city leader came to inspect and Ling Jing was pulled to do a blackboard newspaper. Sasa was very popular among girls, and she was often called to train in the volleyball team. Only Jiaming had nothing to do. He took the pumpkin pie to the classroom. At this time, there were not many people. Xun was sitting quietly on the back seat of the classroom, reading a book, and wearing a new white-black casual clothes. Wen Wen, sitting quietly there, looked like an elegant crane in ink painting.

Just going in, a man ran over and pulled his clothes: "Hi, classmate Ming, I'm Fang Erjie from the next class. Hello."

"Uh ... hello. Is it all right?"

"Uh, huh ..." The pretty-looking boy smiled embarrassedly, "Yes, I have a letter and I want to give it to classmate Xun, but she never accepts letters from others, huh, you know Well, actually I ... "

"Oh. I'll give it to her."

"Thank you, then." Fang Erjie handed the letter over gratefully. Although the letter from Tuo Jiaming generally did not respond, at least the beautiful woman would accept it. It's also good luck. When Jiaming wants to go in, he says mysteriously, "Hey, Jiaming, you recently ... well, be careful ..."

"what?"

"That's the way. I heard that Lu Fang seems to be going to trouble you, anyway ... be careful of yourself."

As a thank you for submitting a love letter, Fang Erjie said something very sincere, and Jia Ming nodded. Lu Fang? Of course he still knows this person. Two years ago when he entered school, Lu Jianchuan hit a quiet head with a football, but he broke his finger and broke the sternum. Later, Han Gangcheng said that he would single out with himself. At that time, Lu Jianchuan and Han Gang had already been in high school in Chengdu. Now that she has entered university, Lu Fang is now

three. The previous two years did not come to the trouble of finding Jiaming, probably because of the factors of Shangwan. And Jia Ming himself also has a background of the Huang family. Now the Huang family collapses. In this month, some people who had previously used the Huang family ’s name, Zhang Yangba ’s revenge, have suffered revenge more than once. It is also possible.

Shaking his head and smiling, he walked into the classroom: "Now, pumpkin pie, make quietly, let me bring you here. There is also an admirer entrusting me with a letter for you."

"Thank you." Throwing the letter into the desk at will, Kaoru stood up from his seat and waited until he got home. Just sat back.

Although they can be regarded as masters and apprentices, they usually have nothing to say in the classroom. It was only during class that Jiaming's stationery boxes and schoolbags often became the object of this Japanese girl's rummaging. Only in stationery and books, she had deep amnesia, and she would always be lost. At this time, there is still a period of time for self-study at night. The sky outside is approaching dusk, and the classroom lights are turned on. Jia Ming leans against the window to watch the playground scenery outside as usual. Xun Xun quietly reads the book. The plastic bag containing pumpkin pie was first delivered to Jiaming: "Gu Jun, do you want it?"

"I have eaten it all at home ..." It was said in the mouth, Jia Ming still picked up a piece, put it to his mouth and chewed. A slight indifferent smile appeared on the girl's face, and then she nodded, picking up a piece herself: "I'm moving." She took a small bite and continued reading.

It was gradually getting dark, the playground lit up and so on, and the classroom gradually became noisy. I wonder when the girl next to me suddenly asked, "Gu Jun, do you understand love?" Jia Ming looked at her strangely. After a few seconds, Kaoru, who could not get the answer, nodded: "I'm sorry ..."

"It's something like love ... I'm not very clear ..." After a while, Jia Ming still said, "I probably know a little, but I can't summarize it for you. Well ... you can ask theoretically. Shasha and Lingjing, they like to read romance novels, I only know that if you have feelings for a person, you will willingly do something for him that you were too lazy to do, which should also include family, friendship and the like Things inside, but if you do n’t want to, you definitely have no relationship with this person. "

"Is Gu Jun ... love with Lingjing and Shasha?"

"Half it, maybe a little less, huh, they were a little younger when we were together ..."

"So ..." She hesitated for a moment. "What about Teacher Zhang?"

"Half it, it should be more about love than Lingjing and Shasha." Jia Ming smiled. "But that doesn't mean that I am closer to her than to Lingjing ... Why do I suddenly want to ask this?"

"I ..." Kaoru thought for a while, as if there were no extra expression on her cheeks as white as porcelain, but apparently didn't know how to answer this question.

"I heard Shasha say that it seems that you and a third-year male student named Nie Wenchao have a gossip because of this?"

"Gossip?" Kaor turned his head, doubts flashed in his eyes.

"Uh, Shasha told me two days ago that after you run down from the mountain after school every morning, you will sit on a stool by the playground for half an hour, and Nie Wenchao will sit there and talk to you for half an hour. Many people have seen it, so everyone thinks you are in love with him. Oh, Shasha said that Nie Wenchao is very handsome, likes to wear white clothes, looks like Jet Li.

"We, huh ..." Jia Ming laughed. "Probably because our image is too bad, eh, say yourself, is Nie Wenchao your first goal?"

"Because Gu Jun you said, you should look at others, so every morning I practice. I sit by the playground for a while ... When I came down that day, there was a book on the bench that I took, and I picked it up and turned it over. Later, the owner of the book came to me. It should be that person. Is his name Nie Wenchao? "Xun's Chinese is usually used less and was originally a bit stubborn, but Jia Ming has given her a special boost recently. There will be no Japanese. Accent, but in front of Ming Ming at home, she still said slowly one word at a time, probably because some time ago, Jia Ming scolded something wrong. After thinking about it for a while, she continued.

"He's not strong, I should be able to knock him down with a punch, unlike Jet Li ... After that day, he would be talking next to him every morning. Gu Jun, if you want to see more, listen more, I will listen to him, but ... Nothing interesting. This classmate is a child of a rich family. He likes to read books, music, and quiet things. He likes to buy expensive things at the classic video store. He likes expensive things especially about art. People say that he has taste, but in other aspects, he will tend to be moderate consumption, because he also likes others to say that he is frugal. He has many weaknesses, vanity, flashy, strong self-esteem but actually fragile. He grew up in the praise of adults. A sense of superiority ... this is what I observe. "

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" "" Ming Ming finished eating the pumpkin pie in his hand and shrugged with regret. "It's a poor one-lover, but well, it's a normal thing for you to be one-lover. Your temperament really makes people misunderstand that you are in love without just talking and just listening. If you want to strengthen a little, you can show a small movement appropriately, such as ... gently fiddle with the messed hair, unintentionally He's three seconds. It's better to ... smile a little, but aim at him, and you must carelessly give him a side face ... "

"I ..." Kaoru hesitated, and said softly, "I can't laugh very much ..."

"Practice slowly, you may not realize that you have smiled in front of acquaintances, such as quiet, rustling, me, but this more real laughter is restrained, and you can usually maintain this cold attitude It ’s okay, this is your external image, but when confronting the enemy, you must be able to turn everything into an illusion at any time. No hurry, you are not yet an adult, we have a few years ... ... "

"Yes ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Such a conversation, in the end, went back to the training of killing and deceiving, Kaoru nodded, and then opened the plastic bag to send it over, Jia Ming lay on the table and began to eat a second pumpkin Cake, continue to look at the crowd on the playground, and after a while, Kaoru seemed to think of something, looking at the book, staring there.

"Actually, I have no feelings for my father ..."

"Ok?"

"But for the family, I don't know why ..." she whispered softly, it seemed that this idea disturbed her, and at this time, several figures appeared outside the classroom door: "Is Gu Jiaming here?"

The head of the man saw Jiaming, and it seemed a little scared when he saw Xun next to it, but a large group of people finally came in: "Gu Jiaming, let's talk." That was Lu Fang.