Her attention was distracted by the movie, and she didn't notice the man's hand gently reaching around her hidden shoulder and patting it comfortingly.
"If you're afraid, don't look at it. Let's go."
"no!"
At this time, Bai Yan and Lian Xun refused in unison.
"I've read this far. If I don't finish reading how the female ghost was captured, I won't be able to sleep tonight."
It is hard to imagine that Captain Lu, who always acts like a fearless bully in the team, is actually afraid of ghosts.
Bai Yan squinted one eye and continued to peek at the screen.
The entire weight of the body fell on Meng Hechuan.
Master Meng's Adam's apple rolled, and her unique aura enveloped him in an instant.
...
...
Because she was so close, her fearful and rapid breathing sprayed all over Master Meng's neck.
The neck that hid him in the collar of his work clothes turned red.
Meng Hechuan wanted to stay calm, but as the softness on his body got closer and closer, he began to be unable to tell whether this was a dream or reality.
Of course there is a difference between the two.
In his dreams, he can indulge himself.
In reality, he has too many things to consider.
The strings in my heart have been broken to the extreme and may break at any time.
When Bai Yan hid on him again, Meng Hechuan couldn't bear it anymore and leaned to the right, "Don't come closer!"
He snatched the wreath from Bai Yan's arms and placed it on his legs, just covering a part of his body.
"If you're really scared, don't look at it. Go out and wait."
Perhaps it was because she noticed Meng Hechuan's actions that Bai Yan finally regained consciousness.
She looked at her wrinkled sleeves apologetically, with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"I'm sorry, Chief Engineer Meng, I'm going to the bathroom!"
She took a long time out of the bathroom this time on purpose.
Bai Yan was so frightened that she decided not to go in.
She hid at the door, waiting for the scene to end.
Another half an hour later, the door of the originally dark screening room was opened.
The crowd pushed out from inside.
The young people in the 1980s who loved to go to video halls all had a uniform appearance.
She was wearing a big gold chain, a crew cut, and a denim vest and a floral shirt.
Under the dim light, they all look like gangsters.
Bai Yan swallowed her saliva, and retreated to the corner for fear of causing trouble.
But I don’t know if those people can make money by being the first to go out, or if they just don’t know what humility is.
You push me and I push you.
No one gives in to anyone else.
Bai Yan mixed in with the "aircraft heads", breathlessly standing on tiptoe looking for someone.
In the distance there was a figure in black work clothes, two or three people away from her.
He is about 1.8 meters tall and stands out from the crowd.
"Chief Engineer Meng——" Bai Yan pushed away the person in front of her with all her strength, "I'm here!"
The music playing in the video hall was a disco.
Dance music, noise.
Bai Yan's voice was suppressed to a light and floating sound.
The man in overalls moved with the crowd, as if he was taking a step forward.
Bai Yan was afraid that she would be squeezed away, so she staggered after him, "Chief Engineer Meng——"
He still didn't hear.
Bai Yan became anxious and her temper flared up.
He pushed the person with more force, which aroused the dissatisfaction of a guy with a crew cut.
"What are you squeezing? You're quite strong, little girl!"
Her guesses about people are pretty accurate.
Eight out of ten young men in the 1980s with crew cuts were reserve gangsters.
He turned around and saw that the person who pushed him was a pretty girl, so he started to yell, "Why are you pushing me? Come on, let's go inside and chat."
Bai Yan's shoulders were held by the nose of the plane and she turned and fell back.
She twisted her body and turned her head and shouted, "Who are you? Let me go!"
The guy with the crew cut had naughty hands. He rubbed Bai Yan's shoulders and wanted to touch her face.
Before my fingers even touched, I felt a sharp pain in my knuckles.
The right hand of the guy with the hairpin trying to touch Bai Yan was forcibly twisted away from behind.
"Let her go." The voice was calm, but with a hint of shock.
Bai Yan's back bumped into something hard. She looked down and saw it was the edge of a black piece of clothing.
He felt relieved and quickly bent down to escape from the shackles of the plane's nose.
She turned around, looked up again, and grasped the corner of his clothes with her slender fingers, calling out happily: "Meng He...Chuan..."
She was so happy just now that she was shouting anxiously.
There were so many people that they passed by in a flash and I didn’t have time to recognize them clearly.
He has the same handsome face, but he is more mature and calm than Meng Hechuan.
Although he is Chinese, his pupils are light amber.
Different from Meng Hechuan's dark and attractive black eyes.
Bai Yan took two steps back and let go of her hand, "Mr. Tan... why is it you?"
Her blurt-out words made Tan Hean, who was confronting the plane head, tilt his head and smile, "Not me? Who is Miss Bai Yan thinking about?"
She had clearly just blurted out Meng Hechuan's name, but Tan Hean still forced her to say it.
Bai Yan looked a little embarrassed.
Who would have thought that Meng Hechuan and Tan Hean, sworn enemies, had such a connection?
Not only did they appear in the video hall so late at night, but they were even wearing the same clothes?
This is why I misunderstood and called the wrong person!
There was a person following behind Tan Hean, who was the kind of secretary who looked like he could punch five or six people.
He only had to turn his head to take a look, and the secretary came forward and whispered a few words of curse at the troublemaker.
The pilot, who had been so arrogant, immediately showed fear in his eyes.
He took a step back two or three meters and bowed vigorously in the direction of Bai Yan and Tan Hean, "I'm sorry, we didn't recognize you and disturbed Mr. Tan!"
Bai Yan looked around, not knowing whether to leave or stay.
But the crowd was still rushing out, and someone thought she was blocking the way, so she was bumped on the shoulder and staggered forward.
Tan Hean took the opportunity to hold Bai Yan's arm.
His palm was as broad as Meng Hechuan's, and he held Bai Yan's hand and would not let go.
Bai Yan tried to pull back, but she was no match for his strength and failed.
"Mr. Tan..." I don't know if she was thinking of the bouquet of roses he gave her in the dormitory, or of Meng Hechuan's hostility towards Tan Hean every time.
Bai Yan instinctively felt that she should not get involved in the "struggle" between the good and evil men.
Today, she finally felt that Meng Hechuan treated her as one of his own. What if he saw Tan Hean and her together again?
I always feel like I can’t explain it.
But whatever you fear, will come to you.
"Bai Yan!"
Hearing the cry, Bai Yan trembled.
I was too guilty to look back.
Standing at the door of the video room where they were just now was Meng Hechuan, who was also wearing black clothes and black pants.
Whether intentionally or not, Tan Hean increased the strength of his palm a lot.
He looked over instead of Bai Yan and glanced back following Meng Hechuan's voice.
He nodded clearly.
"It's Chief Engineer Meng. Are you guys working together? Why don't you dare to answer him?"
Before Bai Yan could say anything, her hand was pulled by him, and she was forced to step out with her arm held by him.
"There are too many people here, Miss Bai Yan, let's go out first."
A layer of frost formed between Meng Hechuan's brows as he stood across the crowd.
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