Riding our bikes past one street light after another, our shadows became very long.

Lin Minjun leaned on his shoulder, eyes wide open, looking curiously at the person riding a bicycle.

Yan Li did not answer this question, but instead asked: "If I continue to ask, but you don't want to be with me, what will you do then?"

"What should I do?" Lin Minjun couldn't think of this for a while.

Yan Li: "You borrowed money from me. Given your personality, you will definitely pay it back when the time comes. But once you take out the money, you will have no savings left. If something goes wrong, you can only stare blankly. You also rented my house. If you run into me in the yard in the future, will you say hello or not?"

Lin Minjun calmed down and thought about it, then suddenly let out a cry and leaned against Yan Li without saying anything.

Oh my god, she suddenly realized that she had been reborn. In addition to the biggest gain of opening her own shop, there was another gain: she found the most suitable person in the world.

Yan Li laughed and said, "As long as I don't ask any more questions, you have the initiative. If you want to date someone, you can just agree directly. If you don't want to date someone, you can just tell me when you are ready. Isn't that right?"

"We're home, let's get off." He parked the bike first and helped Lin Minjun get off.

As soon as he got off the ground, Lin Minjun rushed over to him, hugged his face, and gave him a light and shallow kiss. It was like a feather falling on his face, soft and fragrant. When the girl came over, she had a floral scent on her body.

Lin Minjun chuckled: "Why, are you stupid?"

Yan Li stood there for a while, then suddenly came over and held Lin Minjun's face. He was so careful and gentle, as if he was holding the ginseng fruit that Zhu Bajie ate in Journey to the West, afraid that it would disappear if it hit the ground.

His breathing was frighteningly heavy, and he was just about to kiss her recklessly, his eyes were red, like a wolf's.

Just when he was about to kiss her, he stopped, thinking that he couldn't do that. He was a policeman, and if he really kissed her, wouldn't that be like leading a hooligan?

So Yan Li held back.

Lin Minjun raised her head, closed her eyes and waited. After a long time, she still didn't see him. She opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile, "You don't dare, then I'll do it?"

When she said this, her eyes were smiling, her mouth corners were curled, and her eyes were sparkling, which proved that she was also looking forward to it and liked it very much.

Yan Li then kissed her all at once.

At first, Lin Minjun was forced to raise her head, her neck was so sore, and she suddenly discovered something.

Brother Yan Li seemed to be still a naive person. He didn't know how to kiss. He attacked fiercely and impatiently, but it was like holding a gun on the battlefield and couldn't find the enemy. He didn't know what to do.

"Open your mouth." Lin Minjun said in a low voice.

Suddenly, she felt Yan Lige's breath boiling and spraying on her nose again and again, "It hurts a little, are you biting me?"

Yan Li suddenly let go and said stupidly: "Does it hurt?"

Actually it didn't hurt. His movements were so rough and gentle that it made one feel like being held in his hands, and then one moment like being swallowed by him.

But his dumbfounded and bewildered look was so funny that Lin Minjun almost burst out laughing. "Well, it hurts!"

"You are lying to me." Yan Li's face suddenly turned red, even the roots of his ears turned red. He pulled Lin Minjun over to him, and this time she didn't need to raise her head. He lowered his head and pecked the corner of her lips without any instruction.

Lin Minjun felt a little weak in the knees. She put her hands on the man's neck and was kissing him. Suddenly, she felt the kiss stop. She asked curiously, "What happened?"

She noticed that brother Yan Li's eyes were always staring into the distance, and her Adam's apple rolled.

Lin Minjun saw a bewildered look on his face for the first time. "There's someone there. He seems to have seen what we are doing."

Lin Minjun was also stunned for a moment. She looked in the direction Yan Li pointed and saw a blurry figure over there. It was short. She thought for a moment and said, "That's the stone lion at the entrance of the alley. Have you forgotten it?"

"Impossible, there is someone behind the stone lion." The sharpshooter on the battlefield had a sharp look in his eyes. Yan Li was very confident in this aspect and stopped making a fuss. "You stay here, I'll go over and take a look. I wonder if he's a thief hiding here in the middle of the night."

Lin Minjun also felt that this was a bit intrusive. "I'll go with you. If he has accomplices, I can catch them all."

Yan Li thought so too, so he took Lin Minjun's hand, protected her behind him, and approached the stone lion step by step.

When he was only four or five meters away from the stone lion, Yan Li suddenly stopped and asked directly: "Who is squatting there? Why don't you say anything? Come out."

After a while, a figure slowly ran out from behind the stone lion, shrinking timidly. It looked to be a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with messy hair, and still sobbing.

Yan Li stared at her and said, "You are from our yard."

The girl said nothing. She ran to the stone lion, squatted down, buried her head in it, and started crying again.

When Lin Minjun heard that it was someone in the yard, she came out curiously and recognized her at a glance, "You are Lingling, right? Why are you crying here so late at night? Isn't your mother home yet?"

The person squatting here was actually Ding Ling, the daughter of Mrs. Xu who lived next door.

Although they were neighbors, Mrs. Xu had to go to work and Lin Minjun had to run a shop, so they could not spend time together. Their relationship was always superficial, and they would just nod when they met. She was not familiar with the mother and daughter next door.

But Lin Minjun definitely couldn't just leave when she saw a little girl of fifteen or sixteen squatting on the road crying in the middle of the night. Otherwise, if something happened to Ding Ling later, she would not be able to live with her conscience.

Lin Minjun then walked over to Ding Ling and asked in a soft voice: "Lingling, do you still remember me? I'm not a bad person. I live next door to you. Now tell me what happened. Where is your mother?"

Lin Minjun asked several questions, but Ding Ling didn't answer. She buried her head in her knees and cried. The sound of her crying was full of sadness and despair.

At this moment Lin Minjun suddenly remembered something. Last time she was chatting with Aunt Cao in the store, she heard Aunt Cao say that Ding Ling was dating a guy when she was about to take the high school entrance examination. The guy was obviously not a good person, but a gangster.

A particularly bad guess popped up in Lin Minjun's mind. Could it be that Ding Ling was bullied by that gangster?

My scalp goes numb when I think about it.

Lin Minjun didn't know what to do for a moment. This was just a guess, and she didn't dare tell Mrs. Xu. What if it wasn't true? Wouldn't she be the one who ruined the girl's innocence?

Moreover, this place is only three or four hundred meters away from home. Lingling would rather squat here and cry than go home, which proves that she probably doesn't want to face Mrs. Xu now.

"Lingling, if you have anything on your mind you can tell me first and we can find a solution together. It's no use crying here." Lin Minjun spoke softly in her softest voice and carefully touched Ding Ling's arm, trying to help her up.

Who knew that before she could do anything, Ding Ling suddenly shook her arms and squatted aside to cry again.

Lin Minjun stopped moving forward and just stood by and watched Ding Ling cry. When she was tired and her voice was hoarse, she took out a bag of biscuits from her bag and handed her her thermos cup. "You must be tired. Eat something to fill your stomach first, and then drink some tea. This is my own cup. No one else has drunk from it. I can not ask anything, but I am worried about you crying here alone. If you have anything to say, let's get up and talk it out, okay, Lingling? I know you are not a bad kid. You came out to help speak up for Grandpa Cao before. If there is any problem, let's get through it together. It's not worth it to hurt your body by crying."

Ding Ling's eyes were swollen like rotten peaches, her lips were dry and chapped, and she had run out without eating in the evening, so her stomach was rumbling and she was almost fainting from hunger.

At this moment, there was a bag of biscuits and a cup of hot tea in front of her. She looked up at Lin Minjun, and finally took it, choking and saying, "Thank you."

Lin Minjun breathed a sigh of relief and winked at Yan Lige, asking him to go to the side. She slowly approached Ding Ling and saw that she was not as alert as before. Then she took her arm and said softly, "Then tell me what happened. Why are you crying here alone in the middle of the night? It's so dangerous. What if you run into a gangster or a hoodlum? Can you run away by yourself? Listen to me and go home first, okay? You see, it's almost late at night now."

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned going home. But as soon as she did, Ding Ling started crying again. Tears streamed down her cheeks, she covered her face and shook her head. "I won't go home. I won't go home even if you kill me. I never want to go back to that home."

"What happened? Did you have a fight with your mother?" Lin Minjun quickly took a handkerchief to wipe her tears. "Just tell me what you mean. I understand you."

Ding Ling said with red eyes: "My mid-term exam score dropped two places this time, and I fell out of the top five in the class. The teacher held a parents' meeting. After hearing about this, my mother slapped me in front of everyone in the class, and told the class how hard it was for her to support my schooling. She beat me while saying, 'Sister, I don't want to go to this school anymore, and I won't go home. Anyway, my mother has worked so hard to raise me. After I am gone, she won't have to work so hard. She always said that she didn't remarry just for me, but I didn't force her to do so. I didn't say I wouldn't let her remarry.'"

Ding Ling burst into tears again, "Why do you blame me for everything? Don't I have any dignity or face?"

After listening to this, Lin Minjun understood that, to put it bluntly, the matter was that the mother and daughter did not communicate well.

Ding Ling was a somewhat introverted girl with a strong sense of self-esteem. If you said a few words to her or slapped her at home, the child would not remember it. But if you slapped her in public, even if it killed the child, it would still be painful.

But was Mrs. Xu wrong? She couldn't be considered guilty of a heinous crime.

She is a widow who has worked hard to take over a man's job, and has to take care of her daughter's studies even though she is exhausted. She has no one to vent her stress to. Now she hears that her daughter has a boyfriend at such a young age, and he is a gangster. How can she not be angry?

If the mother and daughter are wrong, neither of them is wrong, but they both did something wrong.

Lin Minjun and Yan Li looked at each other and both felt that this matter was quite tricky.