Chapter 122 Bad Guys
Inside the hospital.
In the silent night, all sounds seem to be infinitely amplified.
The splashing water had been shut off, but the water on the ground had not been cleared up in time. It flowed quietly, gathering along the gaps and patterns of the floor tiles, and finally flowed into the sewer...
The water drops hanging from the shower head fell with a "plop" sound.
"If you want to leave, leave cleanly and don't look back."
His lips were pressed against the artery in her neck, his voice was humble and trembling, but his hands pressed on her back, isolating her from the cold wall while also restraining her in his arms——
"Jiang Nanfeng, I originally said that after this snow season, if you don't come back, I will move on." His voice was hoarse, "Why do you want to come back?"
He asked, "Do you think it's fun to walk me around like a dog?"
The only answer he got was Jiang Nanfeng's silence.
Her gaze fell calmly on the rope of his sweater hood, without even much emotion in her eyes. After a long time, she raised her long and thin eyelashes, and her pair of distinct black and white eyes just stared at him.
During the brief kiss just now, the tip of his nose rubbed against the water droplets on her face.
It's wet now, looking cute and pitiful.
So, as the boy stared blankly, she raised her fingertips, hooked her index finger, and gently scraped the water off his nose with her knuckles, saying calmly, "It's quite interesting."
While he was stunned, she reached out and pushed him away: "Little boy, you don't like me that much, you just don't want to be dumped."
Old Yan watched her turn around with indignant eyes, then leaned over to look at herself in the mirror, and calmly used her fingertips to wipe away the lipstick marks that had been left by his kiss just now. The mirror reflected the cold curve of her cheeks.
It's so cold, but she's still wearing a skirt.
Probably after he fell asleep, she actually left and changed out of the tightly wrapped snow suit and put on this outfit now... I have to say, she looks good in anything she wears.
Today, he was blind and distracted, so he didn't recognize her at first on the snowy trail. But he had to admit, even with that careless first glance, he thought the girl was well dressed...
But later I looked away without giving it much thought.
How ridiculous.
The former Aquaman now hates his female snow friends suffering from PTSD.
At this moment, she was half-bent over the sink, her skirt loosely covering her straight and white legs.
Lao Yan leaned against the door, not moving.
His eyes were heavily fixed on the woman with her back to him and her beautiful face in the mirror. He felt that he might be possessed by a ghost and actually started to think seriously about what she said.
What does "I don't like it that much" mean?
So what is liking?
At first sight, I thought she was pretty.
The second we talked, I felt her voice was gentle;
He taught her everything he knew. He taught her to do nollie 180°. When she came down from the mountain, she did nollie 360° at the door of the ski equipment hall. He had never taught such a smart student before. It gave him a sense of accomplishment.
After class, he would start the evening with a summary of today's lessons. When he chatted with her, he would check his phone and WeChat at an unprecedented high frequency.
Later, it gradually evolved into, "I have students going to class tomorrow, so I won't go to the drinking party tonight," "There's a girl who came specially from the ski resort at the foot of the mountain," "I won't go there either."
He was attracted to her;
When I opened my drunken eyes, all I could see was her shadow;
When I got drunk and lay on the toilet, I had her hand, and when I woke up after washing, I had her soup;
He learned to edit the instructional videos carefully and only for her. In order to occupy the position of being able to teach her new moves forever, he practiced with himself and made rapid progress.
I want to hear her voice, kiss her lips, take videos with her, eat with her, sleep with her...
What's wrong?
Is this kind of superficial love?
But this is his whole life.
This is what he can understand about love. Is there something wrong with it? Is there something not enough about it? Then who can kindly tell him what true, full love is like?
Jiang Nanfeng straightened up, turned to look at the young man who was staring at him, and smiled at him.
"Go to bed early," she said, "there will be so much to do tomorrow."
He stared at the corners of her lips that were raised but couldn't move his eyes away. His Adam's apple rolled as he watched her numbly as she passed by him and walked back to the ward while wiping her face with a towel.
A cold wind blew outside, howling, like a fierce ghost blowing through the quiet hospital alley at night.
The shadows of the trees are swaying outside the window.
Jiang Nanfeng put down the towel, and before he could rummage through his bag to find some powder to fix the smudge on his face, he was grabbed from behind as he was reaching for his bag.
His slender and powerful fingertips pinched her wrist. His eyes followed the force and saw that the veins on the back of his hand were bulging because the bony fingers were exerting too much force. The next second, he exerted force and threw her onto the big bed which was still warm from his recent wake.
He pressed forward, placing one hand on her messy hair that was spread on the bed, and picked up a strand of her soft hair. He lowered his eyes and looked at her expressionlessly.
"Or you kick me away now, I'll give you three seconds, three--"
"two."
"one."
The young man seemed to be high and mighty, looking down at her, but in fact his heart was beating like a drum and it seemed like his internal organs were about to burst... After counting those three seconds like a countdown to death, his head exploded and he was unable to think.
He let go of her hair.
He placed his fingertips on the side of her head and leaned down, pressing his dry lips to the side of her ear. "I'm done."
…
Outside the hospital.
Mountaintop ski resort restaurant.
"Jiang Chao, are you going to leave Jiang Nanfeng in the hospital like this?"
Weizhi pulled the stone pot bibimbap in her hand, scooped out a small bowl of the hot pot crust at the bottom of the pot, and pushed the rest of the fresh and moist rice to the man beside her...
The latter looked up at her, and after a few seconds, he helplessly pulled the black stone pot in front of him, took the cutlery and started eating.
Wei Zhi continued, "I wonder how unhappy and unhappy her breakup with Lao Yan was?"
"I know."
Jiang Chao answered nonchalantly.
At this moment, he propped his chin with one hand. It was quite interesting to watch the interaction between the two of them. What he was thinking was that if it was Han Yiming, he might not eat the rest of her meal...
will take it.
But I will put it aside and not touch it.
"It's not that I left her behind. I mean, I could have stayed in the hospital tonight."
The voice of the number one playboy in South City sounded lazy, "Jiang Nanfeng wanted to keep it herself. She said that some things had to be returned to that child."
…
Inside the hospital.
The room was dim, and even the bleak incense light from the corridor shining through the small window of the ward door became quite atmospheric.
Everything seemed to happen naturally.
When she stretched out her hands and pulled his neck towards her;
When she inserted her fingertips into the hair at the back of his head, gently grasping his hair, with his hair between her fingers;
When she raised her neck and took the initiative to bite his lips...
She asked him with a smile, "Are you an adult? Please show me your ID card."
Then her fingertips dropped to the waist of his pants and hooked them.
Lao Yan was wearing sweatpants with a quick-drying jacket underneath. He was glad that he didn’t wear protective gear today.
People like them usually only wear those things when they are practicing, when they know they are going to fall.
After Jiang Nanfeng left, Lao Yan suddenly lost his goal. The ghost chasing him disappeared, and he suddenly became calm again, as if all his energy was squeezed into the first two months of the snow season...
Now, if anyone in the club does something new, he is not in a hurry at all, but will applaud and congratulate sincerely.
Jiang Nanfeng also discovered this.
"If you had worn protective gear today, you wouldn't have fallen so badly," she said.
"I broke my wrist when I fell," Lao Yan said, "so I need to wear armor. How can I wear that when I'm doing flat dance?"
The boy's voice was unruly and he sounded like he was refusing to cooperate.
"You're pretty proud of breaking your wrist."
She chuckled softly, and her breath fanned over his nose, and Lao Yan almost fainted...
He hated that he only had one hand, otherwise he might have hugged her and pushed her into his arms by now——
After getting permission, the only hand I had left lifted the outer layer of her sweater, and touched her warm back through her shirt, and then touched each vertebrae one by one...
He slid to the front and unbuttoned her collar.
He lowered his head, like a hungry but wild little wolf, buried his head in her neck, deeply inhaling the fragrance of her body, biting and kissing her.
He placed his nose against her heart, listening to her heartbeat gradually speeding up and feeling her body temperature rising.
He felt more grounded than ever before, and almost wanted to shed tears. For a few seconds he even wondered if he was dreaming...
I have had similar dreams before.
In my dreams, I was at a ski resort, in a small street restaurant, in a small bar, and in a crowded and warm car.
She was in his arms.
She rested her chin on his shoulder and let him lift up her skirt. Then he flipped his hand and she lay on the bed with her face pressed against the pillow. She was stunned.
However, she did not remain in a daze for too long. She rested her elbow on the pillow, half of her face turned slightly, and looked at him with the corner of her eyes, which were slightly red and a little moist.
Her hair was still wet and not completely dried.
The hair stuck to her cheeks.
It was like something was ignited and exploded in an instant, and her scent filled his nostrils. It was torture, but it made him willing to be studied like this.
…
mountain top ski resort.
After dinner, walk to the hotel.
Wei Zhi hung on her boyfriend's arm, looking at Jiang Chao not far away, with his hands in his pockets, a cigarette in his mouth, looking relaxed and lazy. After thinking for a while, she asked, "Jiang Chao, I thought you were here to enforce justice for Han Yiming."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chao bit the butt of his cigarette, glanced at her, and said nothing.
There are some things that I don't know how to say. If she just finds some random guy on the street, then he will definitely enforce justice on his behalf.
After all, we have been playing together since childhood, and our parents know each other. On weekdays, we don’t think about internal affairs when we sit together. We each fall in love and have our own fun. We have a small WeChat group for making plans to get together, and that’s how we live our lives.
But after growing up and reaching the age of marriage, it is inevitable that you will start to pay attention to the people around you...
Wei Zhixiang is cute and has a good personality. She doesn’t play as crazy as the others at school, or rather, she doesn’t play around at all. She studies hard, like a little white rabbit.
Jiang Chao also had some dirty ideas at that time. For example, his sister and Wei Zhi were close friends, and the two families were even closer. He wanted to secretly ask his father to go to the Wei family and say a few good words, and that would probably work.
Before they could do anything, the Han family came back.
Is Han Yiming the boss? They don’t even want to snatch his people.
Until he was forced to step into the corner, besides being a little angry, he was also happy about the misfortune. He was also wondering how powerful the person who dared to step into Brother Han's corner was... If it was a not-so-good Phoenix Man or something, he would beat him up and then see if he could do it himself.
He has calculated this account very clearly.
——Weizhi didn’t get along particularly well with them, but in the eyes of this group of people, he was still one of them… He might not be a good person, but it was not his turn to be bullied by the bad guys outside.
There are so many great ski resorts in the country, but Jiang Chao chose Chongli instead. After watching the video of the athlete Yamayouki, he became interested in Wei Zhi's boyfriend...
After the field investigation, I found out, wow, they are so cool.
Although he is not as lavish as them, he is not a phoenix man either. He comes from an ordinary family, has a good income, works hard to make money and live a down-to-earth life.
He was a man of few words, and during the meal, he only spoke five sentences except for looking up at Wei Zhi when he was picking up the leftover rice.
It's like social autism...
Mentioning "Shan Chong" at any ski resort in Chongli is like mentioning Buddha, which gives it great face.
They are just pure playboys with only a few bucks. When they come to this shabby place, in the freezing snow, they have to learn how to put on the snowboard and push the slope with the back edge like a fool...
At this moment, Jiang Chao even felt a little inferior.
When Wei Zhi asked him if he was here to enforce justice, he was typing on WeChat, and he typed into the small group that they, the other male dandies except Han Yiming, had secretly created -
【Jiang Chao: Stop looking, the line is disbanded. 】
The idiots in the group jumped up and down, shouting that they were not convinced and asking him to take a frontal photo of Dan Chong.
"Why should I do anything for him? Besides, how can I do this?" Jiang Chao said casually, "I can also invite you to watch him perform surgery and show you how fast and accurate he is?"
Surgery cannot be broadcast live.
Ski racing can.
In comparison, Han Yiming is too miserable, but there's nothing he can do, he just loses to the girl in terms of fashion sense... At the blind date corner in the park, surgeons are still more popular than athletes!
God is indeed fair.
As he was daydreaming, Jiang Chao's eyes moved away from Wei Zhi's face and onto Shan Chong's face... The two grown men looked at each other under the moonlight. The latter had no expression on his face, while the former's scalp tingled. He looked away and lowered his head to type and tell those grasshoppers in the group to shut up -
I sent them the photos because I was afraid they would have sleepless nights.
Jiang Chao asked Shan Chong: "You really don't teach beginners?"
Shan Chong said: "I won't teach you."
Jiang Chao smacked his lips, not wanting to say "I have money" again. He realized that skiing was a good thing, and his charm doubled when he played it well, so he said casually: "Then I'll find you when I learn the basics well."
"If you want to pick up girls, it's more efficient to do the flat flower dance." Shan Chong said, "I'll take you to the park tomorrow and you'll know. There will be at most one or two girls among ten people."
He has a good understanding of the market.
Knowing that Wei Zhi was looking at her with his head twisted, she couldn't blame her for having a strange look in her eyes. After knowing him for so long, she had hardly ever heard the word "little sister" being uttered seriously from Shan Chong's mouth.
This guy just had a meal...
They didn't even talk much during that time.
This saying "birds of a feather flock together" is too quick and too casual.
"Don't get together with the two of you." Wei Zhi said cautiously, "You'll learn bad things from him."
Shan Chong chuckled and glanced at her casually.
He must have done it on purpose.
Wei Zhi had never seen this kind of look before. How to describe it? It was so evil that even Jiang Chao and the others had to call him brother.
Even though he was her boyfriend, the girl was still startled by his actions from time to time. She felt numb all over her head and asked reflexively, "What are you doing?" Then she realized that her boyfriend was probably mocking her in a subtle way, and what did he think of her...
A blank sheet of paper.
A plate of cabbage.
Who are you looking down on? Do you still need to learn this thing?
Men are inherently bad.
So she muttered, "If you dare to look at other girls like that, I'll dig your eyes out," and then lowered her head and stared at her toes...
He chuckled in her ear.
She felt the warm hand hanging by her side embrace her. She tilted her head and heard him say "hmm" faintly, "I won't look."
Wei Zhi licked her lips, thought about it, and felt that she had come to the point. She was not afraid of being laughed at for being stupid, so she asked the question: "Does Jiang Nanfeng have anything to return to Lao Yan?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the two men present turned to look at her at the same time.
His eyes were fierce, like a wolf under the moon on August 15th.
Weizhi: “Ah?”
Wei Zhi: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me? Did Jiang Nanfeng ask Lao Yan to borrow money?"
Before she could finish her words, her boyfriend grabbed her by the neck and brought her to his side. He covered her mouth with his big hand, turned his head emotionlessly and nodded politely to Jiang Chao.
"Excuse me."
Jiang Chao smiled and waved his hands.
The highest level of raising a girlfriend is to raise her as a concubine.
Don't let her ask questions that she shouldn't ask.
She is not allowed to know knowledge that she should not know.
What else?
Of course, I would give him a complete love process. Maybe after sleeping with him he won't miss me anymore?
Who knows.
…
This is useless and cool knowledge that even old smokers don’t understand, let alone Wei Zhi.
Lying on the bed, with one hand still wrapped in a bandage and resting on the bed board, he watched Jiang Nanfeng slowly sit up, put on his clothes, open the window, and let the smell go.
He slowly sat back on the bed.
"I'll be leaving tomorrow morning," Jiang Nanfeng said, "My brother is coming to look after you. Brother Chong and Backstab will probably be here too..."
"Where are you going?"
Seeing her hair fluttering in front of his eyes, Lao Yan reached out to play with her hair.
Who knew she had dodged it so well? She turned around and looked at him, thought for a moment, and said calmly, "Go back and catch up on your sleep."
At this point, Lao Yan still hadn't reacted. It seemed like all those years he had been the King of the Sea were in vain. The atmosphere in the air was fucking wrong... He sat up on the bed with one hand, and the quilt slipped from his chest, looking like a decent housewife who had just been taken advantage of.
"What do you mean? You mean our business is not over yet," Lao Yan asked, "right?"
He looked at her intently, his dark pupils flashing with an indescribable light.
Jiang Nanfeng paused, without saying anything in detail, and smiled silently at him.
Lao Yan: “…”
He didn't even want to ask her if she cared.
He thought it was appropriate to ask:
Lao Yan: "Jiang Nanfeng, do you have any qualities?"