Chapter 182: I just kept a cold face and didn’t even bother to respond
Jiang Zhiyue seemed to be half asleep, and in a daze, she saw a pile of flames burning, dispelling the cold of the winter night.
The sky gradually brightened. Jiang Zhiyue's eyelids moved and opened slightly. Qin Si opposite her was gone.
She stayed awake last night and tried her best not to fall asleep. In the second half of the night, she heard some noises, which seemed to be conversations, coming coldly from a distance, followed by the sound of a man's footsteps returning.
She stayed under the bridge, there was no one around, and she looked around but didn't see Qin Si.
Jiang Zhiyue rubbed her ankle and the pain eased a lot. She supported herself on the ground with both hands and was about to get up, but suddenly she found something on the ground.
Jiang Zhiyue picked it up and saw that it was a small green bottle of ointment, specially used to treat bruises and injuries.
She blinked her eyes for unknown reasons and looked around, but still couldn't see Qin Si. Jiang Zhiyue put the ointment into her pocket.
The sky is just getting bright and the sea breeze is blowing.
There were many homeless people sleeping on the ground in the open space. They seemed to have taken too many stimulant drugs and were making strange noises in their throats. Suddenly, someone took a glass bottle and threw it at Jiang Zhiyue.
The tramp didn't hit her, and he stamped his feet in frustration and let out a strange cry.
Jiang Zhiyue kept a distance from them, without stopping, but looking around with the corners of her eyes.
She searched for a long time but couldn't find Qin Si. The man suddenly appeared behind her. When she turned around, she was face to face with him. The man didn't move, and her nose hit his hard chest.
Qin Si's pupils were dark, deep and fierce, and his gaze sank slightly.
"You're looking for me."
Of course, he has so many enemies that even if something happens to him, he has to wait until she is not around.
"You got into trouble yesterday, don't run around." Jiang Zhiyue swallowed the words she was about to say. Her soft and sparkling eyes were like a beam of light that vaguely leaped into the dark and deep eyes of the man.
She said, "The hotel owner told me that there is a place selling breakfast two kilometers away."
"I'm not hungry." Qin Si said coldly.
Jiang Zhiyue was speechless. This man was not hungry when he should be hungry, but he was hungry when it was not mealtime. Even if he was not hungry, she would be hungry too.
Jiang Zhiyue had the thought of parting ways with him, but when she saw the butterfly knife on the man's waist, she finally held back.
"Let's take the side road to get breakfast," she said.
Qin Si's face was stern and he did not respond.
Jiang Zhiyue didn't care about that and motioned for him to follow.
The man's eyes gradually dropped, and he just looked at her, frowning.
Jiang Zhiyue walked on his left side, and as if realizing something, she took out the ointment from her pocket, "Is this the ointment you left with me? I'm much better now, I don't need it anymore."
Qin Si raised his fierce eyes, and his gaze paused at her shoulder for a few seconds.
This man's keen insight is terrifyingly sharp. Nothing can be hidden from him as long as he wants to know.
She was hit by the butt of a gun that night, and her left shoulder was obviously bruised, but she didn't show any sign of it, and no one knew how Qin Si saw it.
However, Qin Si quickly withdrew his gaze. The look that stayed on her for a few seconds seemed like an illusion.
He didn't talk to her, and Jiang Zhiyue wouldn't take the initiative to talk. The two of them tacitly kept a safe distance and walked along a small path.
The country road meanders between the green fields, with a few newspapers floating on the ground.
Jiang Zhiyue stopped to pick it up and took a look, and Qin Si's face became a little stiff.
Jiang Zhiyue knew what he wanted to say, mocking her for picking up trash, but this time he was too lazy to say it out loud.
Jiang Zhiyue doesn't have a mobile phone, so she can only get news from TV and newspapers. This page contains information about the time when the railway will be opened, which is related to the importance of her returning home.
She went to a public telephone booth and tried to contact Jiang Wanrou, but to no avail.
"It will take at least half a month to open the road, and at most one month." Jiang Zhiyue flipped through it and said, "It also contains information about the Chu family and who will inherit the rights to the New Myanmar State."
She read it briefly when suddenly a kitten appeared from the muddy street, meowing.
The kitten, who was born not long ago, seemed to be hungry. It lay limply on the ground. Its fur was as white as snow, delicate and soft, just like a ball of milk cake candy.
Jiang Zhiyue found it interesting, so she squatted down and reached out to touch it. The little kitten opened its big wet eyes, meowed even more happily, and rubbed its little head against her palm.
This was probably the most harmless creature Jiang Zhiyue had ever seen along the way, and her eyes couldn't help but soften.
Qin Si stood aside with his arms folded across his chest, indifferent. He had an upright posture, and every inch of his muscles revealed strength and beauty.
"Boring." He sneered in an ambiguous tone, but he had no intention of joining the girl in playing with the kitten, so he just walked away.
Jiang Zhiyue had her back to him and did not see what happened, but she noticed the man paused slightly.
His handsome face was silent and resolute, with the corners of his eyes turned up coldly, filled with a chilling arc, and no one knew what he was thinking.
When Jiang Zhiyue turned her head to look at him, their eyes met. The man's thin lips were pressed into a hard straight line. The hard outline made the sense of oppression even stronger.
Jiang Zhiyue picked up the kitten, and the kitten arched its head and went straight to Jiang Zhiyue's arms to act coquettishly. She looked at the man, thought for a long time, and raised a faint arc on her lips and said, "Is it cute?"
Qin Si's eyes flashed, and in an instant, the coldness in his eyes became even colder.
Under the close pressure, he didn't know whether he was looking at the kitten or at the girl's suddenly smiling face.
He didn't like this feeling and asked Jiang Zhiyue to stay away from him so as not to infect him with germs.
Jiang Zhiyue stood still and said, "It was only a few months old. It is very fragile and can't stand being scared."
"But if Master Qin were in the animal world, he would definitely be the most powerful," she said. "You are indestructible. It seems like nothing can defeat you."
"But people are not made of steel."
Jiang Zhiyue kept staring at him, looking into those dark eyes, and asked innocently, "Is your arm okay?"
Qin Si's jaw line was tense at this moment, a cold and hard straight line.
The black shirt was tightly attached to his sturdy body. The bright red blood stains had already turned the clothes reddish-brown. The muscles on his arms were tight and strong.
Jiang Zhiyue had noticed this problem a long time ago. Qin Si usually did not cross his arms across his chest. From the perspective of psychological defense, this was a posture that a strong person would maintain when he did not acknowledge his own strength.
The fifth floor of the old city, plus the basement, is equivalent to the seven or eight floors of a public school.
You can imagine how great the impact was.
Jiang Zhiyue returned the ointment to him, her soft and clear face curved up, and the wind blew, and a faint fragrance wafted from her hair.
Qin Si was almost allergic to the fragrance, and his eyes became deep and even more dangerous.
He simply kept a cold face and didn't even bother to respond.
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