Chapter 1811

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

Seeing her head drooping lower and lower, he thought that she might have been hiding in the trunk of the car all the way. She was a young lady of the Ye family. She had been cherished in the palm of her hand since she was a child, but now she is in such a mess.

Is it worth it?

He grabbed haiziyu's arm, opened the door, protected the roof with one hand to prevent her from hitting, "get in."

"I'm not going back." Haizi refused to move. He made up his mind and said, "I want to be with you."

Si Wenbing frowned, looked ugly, and slammed on the door, "what do you want?"

Haiziyu was startled and summoned up courage. "I want to be with you."

"With me?" Si Wenbing's hand turned, the pistol against her jaw, raised her chin, "so also willing?"

No matter who was pointed at by the muzzle of a black gun for the first time, he could not be afraid. Haizi trembled and his eyes were afraid.

Si Wenbing was very frustrated, put away the pistol, opened the door again, "I'll take you back."

"I I'm not afraid. "

He stood still, the tears that he was obviously afraid of came out, and his whole body trembled differently. Why did he say he was not afraid?

"I'll get used to it." Haiziyu just wants to be with him. If he has any past, she wants to drink him together.

The man with his back to her was half hidden in the dark, "get in the car."

Is it still not good? Haizi looks at him in tears. Before the refusal was uttered, he was heard saying, "I won't send you back tonight."

The car was driving fast in the dark. Haiziyu looked at him carefully. Last time I saw him, he said he didn't love him, so she had to leave.

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 of it. It's a 24-hour convenience store. Si Wenbing stops the car.

He turned his head and saw Haizi retreat when he was on guard. His big eyes were full of tears. He was pathetic, but he didn't dare to refute.

"I won't see you off tonight."

Before tonight, haiziyu did not think that he and Si Wenbing would have such an intimate moment.

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

He went in, pulled the curtains back, and then the white cloth covering the furniture.

He bought the apartment nine years ago, but it didn't take long for him to live in it. The apartment has been empty all the time. So much ash is normal.

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

"There is There are mice. " Haizi met with tearful eyes and ran out of my instep

Si Wenbing sighs in his heart. It is also, after all, the little princess of the Ye family. It is normal to be worried and afraid.

He came in and came out with his coat. "To the hotel."

"No The weak voice came out. Haizi stepped into the room, picked up the dishcloth hanging on the wall and wiped the dust on the table.

Looking at her busy figure, Si Wenbing was silent for a while, then went into the room to help.

After busy, both of them were sweating. After a try in the bathroom of Sven BingDao, all the equipment didn't break down, and the natural gas didn't stop.

"Can you lend me this dress?" Haiziyu came out with a big T-shirt.

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

Haiziyu walked into the bathroom and felt that the other party was outside the door. His heart was full of shyness.

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 mirror reflection, he saw the delicate figure on the bathroom door.

Bathroom is frosted glass, the shadow inside the blurred visible movement, only to see the shadow lift slender arm will be long and soft hair coiled up, chest full of reverie.

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

Haiziyu pulled the wide white shirt at the bottom of his thigh I'm done. "

The man standing up, also did not look at her, "you sleep inside, has initially cleaned, there will be no mice, cockroaches, rest assured."

"Good." Haizi met with a thin voice and said that he didn't look at himself, so he went to the room.

There was really only one bed in the room, and there was a seven color rainbow oil painting and a light blue floor curtain hanging above the bed, nothing.

She was lying on the bed, and suddenly thought 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. It's 12 o'clock on the watch.

What is he doing? Did you fall asleep?

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

Under the moonlight, Si Wenbing sleeps on the sofa side, frowns tightly, and doesn't find her near.Looking at his sleeping face, Haizi met with inexplicable satisfaction and did not want to sleep in the room again. He simply sat down on the carpet.

From her line of sight, he could just see his thin lips.

It is said that people with thin lips are sentimental and good natured. Is it the same with him? Looking at the lips of the man in front of him, haiziyu fell into meditation.

Her arm was gently placed next to his arm, at a small distance, to express her emotions in this imperceptible intimate contact.

The person in the dream suddenly moved for a while, the arm pasted to come over, she is first scared, then a Leng, "very hot."

Si Wenbing has a fever! His cheeks were flushed with fever and the breath was boiling hot.

"Medicine, medicine, medicine!" Haizi got up and looked for medicine all over the room. There was nothing in the room, let alone medicine.

The person in the dream because of pain and unconscious nonsense, she walked back to his side, knelt down, tears hit the carpet.

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

In the early hours of the morning, Haizi was holding some anti-inflammatory drugs on the streets of Urumqi. 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. It happened that the owner of this drugstore was also a Chinese. Seeing that she was pitiful and had a lot of money, she sold her some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs.

She hurried back, faintly heard some people's loud noise.

No, there are three or four men. She tried to turn around and walk towards the drugstore, but she was found.

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

See haiziyu, several people's eyes are bright, said a variety of dirty words.

Although haiziyu didn't go to school, he often traveled abroad, so his ability to hear and hear is not a problem. He blushed at the obscenities.

"Well, I ask you, why do you keep your head down?" The Negro reached out his swarthy hand to lift her chin, and her long nails were covered with dirt.

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

Si Wenbing's chest is violently floating, his face is red with fever, but his strength of holding the black arm is not relaxed at all.

The black man swore in his mouth, his wrist was broken to a strange extent, and the curse began to turn into pain.

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

Seeing that he had a gun, several black men dared not make a mistake and glared at him for a while, and then left.

Haiziyu breathed out a long breath, staring at the back of Si Wenbing's back and looking at his broad back, his heart was at ease.

Caught off guard, Si Wenbing turns around and looks sulky. God knows that he vaguely wakes up, can't find her that kind of anxious feeling, also has when runs the lung to tear open the feeling.

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

"It's OK. It doesn't get worse." Haiziyu put down his hand and said, "I'll buy you some medicine. We'll go home."

Go home? The woman in front of her family lives in a place where no one lives and the dust is choking to death?

"A Bing?"

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

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

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

A hand from her hand out of the bag of medicine, she Lengzheng looking at Si Wenbing standing beside, "go."

They did not talk to each other. When they returned to the apartment, haiziyu found that the doors of the apartment were not closed.

Si Wenbing enters the room and takes the medicine. There is silence between them.

"You go to bed, you still have a fever and illness." Haizi met with some urgency. He must still be angry.

Si Wenbing got up and walked towards the room. She stopped at the door and turned back to pull her hand.

The bed is not big. Haizi lies on his back with his hands folded on his chest. Beside him is Si Wenbing. There is a narrow boundary between them.

She opened her eyes, looking at the white ceiling, how can not sleep, beloved lying beside, can not sleep is normal.

People around me did not move, breathing a long time, probably fell asleep, between trance, she also sleeps in the past.

The sun stretched 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 and didn't aggravate the cold.

She said she liked him.

Turning up, carrying the moonlight, he carefully looked at the woman in front of him.

Maybe the moonlight is too beautiful, maybe she has been keeping up with his pace, or maybe it's just because she has a fever tonight, her reason is burned out, and her emotion has the upper hand.

Close, the gap between lips and 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 of the head, the man is still sleeping, always meticulous hair some messy, sleep rarely have some childish.

What does uncle usually do when aunt is ill? She thought for a moment, right! Porridge!

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

Open the door, looking at the kitchen, a thin figure busy living.

There are fresh vegetables. It seems that I have gone to the supermarket. This disobedient woman.

"If cabbage can be put into porridge, the chef doesn't seem to have done so."