"How long have you been in it?" Asked Si Wenbing.

Seeing her head drooping lower and lower, he thought that she might be hiding in the trunk of the car all the way. This is the eldest lady of the Ye family. She has been loved by people since childhood, but now she is so embarrassed.

Is it worth it?

He grabbed Haizi's arm, opened the car door, and protected the top of the car to avoid her bumping into it

"I'm not going back." Haizi refused to move when he met him. He made up his mind, "I want to be with you!"

Si Wenbing frowned. His face was ugly. He slammed the door. "What do you want?"

Haizi Yu was startled and summoned up courage, "I want to be with you."

"With me?" Si Wenbing turned his hand over, put the pistol against her jaw, raised her chin, "is that willing?"

No matter who was pointed at by the black muzzle for the first time, he couldn't help but be afraid. Haizi was trembling, and there was fear in his eyes.

Si Wenbing was frustrated. He put away his pistol and opened the door again. "I'll take you back."

"I I'm not afraid. "

He stood still, and his tears came out, shaking all over. Why do you say you are not afraid?

"I'll get used to it." Haiziyu just wants to be with him. If he has anything in the past, she wants to be with him.

The man with his back to her hid half of his body in the dark, "get in the car."

Sure enough, it still doesn't work? Haizi looks at him with tears in his eyes. Before the refusal was uttered, he said, "I won't send you back tonight."

The car was driving fast in the dark. Haizi Yu looked at him carefully. Last time I saw him, he said he didn't love him, so she left sad.

Meet again, his attitude is still very bad, but her heart is not as painful as the first time.

There is a light in front. It's a 24-hour convenience store. Si Wenbing stops the car.

Turning his head, he looked back when Haizi was on guard. His big watery eyes were full of tears. He was pitiful but didn't dare to refute.

"I won't see you off tonight."

Before tonight, haiziyu had never thought that he and Si Wenbing would have such a close moment.

As soon as she entered the room, Haizi was choked and coughed. Si Wenbing pulled her out of the door and said, "wait here for a while."

He went in, drew back the curtains and the white cloth that covered the furniture.

He bought this apartment nine years ago, but it didn't take long for that to happen. The apartment has been empty. It's normal to have so much ash.

Suddenly there was a scream outside the door, and he immediately turned and ran to the door, "what's the matter?"

"Yes There are mice Haizi met with tearful eyes, "ran out from my instep."

Si Wenbing sighed in his heart. After all, she is the little princess of the Ye family. It's normal for her to worry and be afraid.

He went in, came out with his coat, "to the hotel."

"No Weak voice spread out, haiziyu stepped into the room, picked up the rag hanging on the wall, and wiped the dust on the table.

Looking at her busy figure, Si Wenbing kept silent for a while before coming into the room to help.

After being busy, both of them were sweating. Si Wenbing tried the bathroom, but the equipment didn't break down, and the natural gas didn't stop.

"Can I borrow this dress?" Haiziyu came out with a big T-shirt.

He nodded, turned his back to the bathroom, "you wash first."

Haiziyu walked into the bathroom and felt that the other party was outside the door. He was very shy.

After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom. Si Wenbing turned his back to the bathroom and looked up inadvertently. However, under the reflection of the mirror, he saw the delicate figure on the bathroom door.

The bathroom is made of frosted glass. The shadow in it is indistinct and visible. The shadow lifts its slender arm and twists its long and smooth hair. The curve is imaginative.

He turned away and sat with his eyes closed. After a while, the door opened.

Haizi pulled his big white shirt to the bottom of his thigh. "I I've done it. "

The sitting man stood up and didn't look at her. "You sleep in it. It's been preliminarily cleaned. There won't be any mice or cockroaches. Don't worry."

"Good." Haizi answered in a low voice. Seeing that he didn't look at himself, he went to the room.

There is really only one bed in the room, and a pair of seven color rainbow oil paintings and light blue floor curtains hanging above the bed, nothing.

Lying on the bed, she suddenly wondered if one day, Si Wenbing was also lying in this place.

My heart was filled with inexplicable feelings, and my brain was so excited that I couldn't sleep all the time.

There has been no movement outside the door. The watch says it's 12 o'clock.

What is he doing? Did you fall asleep?

She got up quietly and walked cautiously to the living room.

Under the moonlight, Si Wenbing was sleeping on the sofa, frowning, and didn't find her close.Looking at his sleeping face, Haizi was inexplicably satisfied and didn't want to sleep in the room any more. He simply sat down on the carpet.

From her eyes, she could see his thin lips.

It's said that people with thin lips are fickle and good natured. Is he the same? Looking at the lips of the person in front of him, haiziyu fell into deep meditation.

Her arm gently placed next to his arm, separated by a small distance, with this kind of intimate contact is not easy to detect to express their emotions.

The person in the dream moved suddenly, the arm stuck to come over, she is a fright first, then a Leng, "very hot."

Si Wenbing has a fever! Because of the fever and cheeks red, exhaled gas hot unceasingly.

"Medicine!" Haizi gets up and looks for medicine all over the room. There is nothing in the room, let alone medicine.

The person in the dream talks nonsense unconsciously because of pain. She goes back to him, kneels down and tears fall on the carpet.

"It's no use crying. Save him."

On the streets of Urumqi in the early morning, haiziyu was holding some anti-inflammatory drugs. There were too few drugs in this place. In addition, no one was willing to open the door at night, causing trouble for himself.

Haiziyu was very lucky. The boss of this drugstore was also Chinese. Seeing that she was poor and had a lot of money, she sold her some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs.

She hurried back, vaguely heard some people shouting.

No, listen to the voice of three or four men, she wanted to turn to the direction of the drugstore, but was found.

"Little Chinese girl?" The other party is black, blocking Haizi encounter will not let her leave.

Seeing Haizi encounter, several people's eyes were bright and said all kinds of dirty words.

Although haiziyu didn't go to school, he often traveled abroad, so he had no problem in listening and speaking. People blushed when they heard those obscene words.

"Well, I ask you, why do you keep your head down all the time?" The black man reached out his dark hand to lift her chin, and her long nails were covered with dirt.

"Let go of your dirty hands." A low voice sounded, and the black man's arm was firmly held.

Si Wenbing's chest was floating violently, his face was red with fever, but he didn't relax his grip on the black man's arm.

The black man swore, his wrist was broken to a strange extent, and the curse began to become a pain.

Si Wenbing let go of him, with a gun to his head, "a chance, leave here, otherwise I will not be polite."

Several Negroes saw that he had a gun and dared not make a mistake. They yelled and stared at him for a while before they left.

Haizi takes a long breath, stares at the back of Si Wenbing's head, looks at his broad back, and is at peace.

Caught off guard, Si Wenbing turned around with a sullen face. God knows that when he woke up vaguely, he couldn't find the anxious feeling when she was running, and the feeling that his lungs would tear open when he was running.

A cold and wet hand covered his forehead, because the height was not enough, the hand could only cover his eyebrows.

"Fortunately, it didn't get worse." Haiziyu let go, "I bought you medicine, we'll go home."

Home? The woman in front of her is in charge of the place where there is no one to live and the dust is almost choking to death?

"Ah Bing?"

Ah Bing, this is the first time that this woman calls herself that.

Haizi met each other stiff on the spot, thought that the other party was angry, wanted to hold each other's hand, but worried that it would make the other party more angry.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have sneaked out on my own." She bowed her head and apologized.

One hand pulled out the bag of medicine from her hand. She looked at Si Wenbing standing beside her and said, "let's go."

There was no more talk between them. When they returned to the apartment, Haizi found that the door of the apartment was not closed.

Si Wenbing went into the room and took the medicine. There was still silence between them.

"Go to bed. You have a fever and are ill." Haizi is in a hurry. He must still be angry.

Si Wenbing got up and walked towards the room. When she got to the door, she stopped and came back to pull her hand.

The bed was not big. Haizi was lying on his back with his hands folded on his chest. Next to him was Si Wenbing. There was a narrow line between them.

She opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling. She couldn't sleep. It's normal for her beloved to lie beside her.

The people around her did not move, breathing long, probably fell asleep, in a trance, she also fell asleep.

The sun pulled the shadow of the bed very long. Si Wenbing opened his eyes and looked at the woman's sleeping eyes.

She said it was home.

She said it was great, it didn't aggravate the cold.

She said she liked him.

Turning over, with the moonlight on his back, he carefully looked at the woman in front of him.

Maybe the moonlight is too beautiful, maybe she has been persisting in chasing his pace, or maybe it's just because she has a fever tonight, her reason has been burned away, and her mood has the upper hand.

Close, the gap between lips is getting smaller and smaller, gently kiss, really beautiful.Haiziyu wakes up very early. There is a patient lying beside her. How can she sleep till dawn?

Side head, the man is still sleeping, always meticulous, some messy hair, sleep rare have some childish.

When my aunt is sick, what does my uncle usually do? She thought for a while, right! Porridge!

Si Wenbing was woken up by the sound of Ping Ping. He thought someone had broken in. He immediately took out the gun under his pillow and turned over.

Push open the door, looking at the kitchen, a thin figure busy alive.

There are fresh vegetables, it seems to be to the supermarket, this disobedient woman.

"It's like the chef can't make cabbage without it."