Hidden Assassin: Author: Shukhov
“Let’s go in anyway, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time! My **** is numb!” She picked up the travel bag in one hand and turned to the door of the room. Most people who don’t know think she is the master. .
”—I refuse!” The relationship between us is not at all familiar enough to come and visit at night, and is it really the kind of occasion that is worth a toast for a so-called long-distance reunion? But Jia Ming couldn’t think of a more powerful reason for the moment, “I entered a single man’s room so late…”
“Huh? Ah! Don’t worry! I’m not expecting that kind of thing!”
Tell me to rest assured? …….. It is men who usually expect that kind of thing, right?
“Open the door!”
“Oh~~~~ Your room is quite refreshing,” Liu Huaisha put down his travel bag beside the bookshelf, stretched his arms around the room, and said, “It’s ventilated and dust-free…. …By the way, there are no mosquitoes in the summer?… Actually, you live on the top floor to be lazy! See what you do if the power goes out, you can’t climb to death!
Jiaming loosened his tie, “——Hey, why did you come to Jianghai?”
Liu Huaisha has opened Jia Ming’s refrigerator unceremoniously, holding a can of blue ribbon in his hand, “How come? Intercity express! The train is now well repaired….. …. And here is not a river or sea, at most it is a satellite city!”
”Hey…I didn’t ask you this.”
Liu Huaisha rummaged in the refrigerator, “…you only have beer here?” She seemed to be unwilling.
This woman is like this. Every time she asks about the core part, she talks about it… Jiaming grabs the beer can, “Don’t divert the subject, answer my question! And don’t look for it as soon as you walk in. Drink!”
“Oh.” She was frightened by the bad attitude, she froze for a while and quickly snatched it back, “pop” open, “I…”
She took a sip comfortably, “Want to be—”
”—what about the novelist.”
…….
Novelist? Publishing a book? Ha…I’m very old and old, and I’m still talking about this kind of dream…
“Oh.” Jia Ming changed his shirt and hung it behind the bedroom door.
“Forget it! It doesn’t matter how you think about me!”
“I didn’t say anything, okay.”
“You don’t need to say that I know!” Liu Huaisha came over and stared at Jia Ming’s eyes, and gently tapped his finger on his unnaturally turned side face, “It’s all written on your face. .”
She stared at him, her expression should be called comfort or something, smiling provocatively? “Jia Ming…you are still exactly the same as before…”
This is exactly the way Gu Jiaming and Liu Huaisha got along in middle school. She always approached from the side so that he could not resist, and then stretched out her finger to poke his face playfully. At that time, he was one year younger than her, blushing, restless, and at a loss from the beginning, and then he gradually got used to it. When there is no one, it is easy for two people to get together and have that meaning. It is exactly the same as it is now, whether it is leaning together in an intimate posture, gazing at each other, or her teasing expression… …..
”——In that case, then I’m being honest, how old are you, Senior Sister Huaisha? I’m 26, so you are 27….. are you 28 this year?”
”27…….not full yet…”
“I’m all this age! I dare not be so embarrassed to say what dreams are not to dream!”
“Sorry I don’t feel ashamed at all!”
”This is your excuse, right?! People who don’t do what should be done and don’t do anything seriously!”
“It’s not like this…!”
”You came here while being taken care of by your parents and pretending to be great things, right? People like you just don’t grow up!”
……..
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”…No matter what you say, I won’t care,” Liu Huaisha returned the beer can to Jia Ming, “I don’t expect…you will understand me.”
she walked to the door indifferently and put on shoes, “I have no way out…”
went out without hesitation, without looking back.
Click, the door lock returned, and she left.
This has always been the case. When you are with her, you will forget the important things to ask, and always forget to say the important things… You should ask about the current situation when you meet each other, friendly and politely… the result The reunion ten years later, is it only a few minutes in the end…
Now Jiaming doesn’t know what to do, so he put the beer can she returned back to her mouth and was about to drink–
——Flap! The door was opened vigorously.
“I have nowhere to go!!!” Liu Huaisha flushed.
”The hotel…everyone I know…I will come directly to you!” Why is the person asking for a louder voice than the person being asked, “I know…but… …Let me… Excuse me…”
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“I’m 27 and still talking silly things, I know that!”
”But…28, 29, 30…”
“The older you get, you really can’t do anything!”
“Nothing big can be done!”
“Whether it is dead or alive, life is meaningless, just live like this…”
”At least, I have to struggle a bit!…Um…I think it should be so!”
The two sat on the floor together with their backs leaning against the bed. Seven or eight empty jars were already placed on the floor. Liu Huaisha took off the headscarf and let his waist-length hair fall out, drinking and whispering. Muttering to himself; Jia Ming opened a can and acted like he couldn’t get drunk with her.
“Then why did you come to me again?”
”Huh? Hee hee~~~”
“I haven’t contacted him for more than ten years.” Jia Ming tried his best to keep his voice steady.
“I am not here to seduce you!”
“I came to have a…broken!”
”?”
”Because I…have…have no time…zzzzzzzzzzz”
It would be too exaggerated to say that she fell asleep after this sentence, but it is almost like a dizzy head on her knees, and it doesn’t matter that the sky is broken. Jia Ming put down her hand and didn’t move a few mouthfuls. Beer, the empty can that she was still holding tightly torn from her hand, bent over and picked her up.
Liu Huaisha leaned in Jiaming’s arms, maybe she was really asleep, and she appeared in front of him in a completely defenseless posture, but…
is really light…..
Liu Huaisha, who is very tall among girls of the same age, was taller than Jiaming in junior high school. Now he is only half of tofu behind, but the feeling of holding it in his hands is much lighter than he expected. In the past, she was more active, always strangling Jiaming’s neck on his back. Whether it was weight or impression, she always gave Jiaming a very tossing feeling.
I know what you think, the determination to “do something”, I understand, you want to rely on your own strength, but…
I can’t say anything…
is she who has changed? Or me?
Jiaming gently put Liu Huaisha on the bed~IndoMTL.com~ At today’s temperature, her dress is really thin, and the opening of the top reveals two thin clavicles and a piece of white, Jiaming stalls She opened the quilt and covered her tightly, but she turned sideways, hit the quilt with her feet, chewed vaguely, and stopped moving.
Jiaming found a spare blanket, sat down against the wall, and closed his eyes.
……..
One night passed, and early in the morning, the distant sky was slightly white.
Today is not the weekend, Jia Ming opened her eyes, the bed is messy, she has already left, and the travel bag is not there.
doesn’t even leave a note…It’s really like her usual style.
used to turn on the TV, and it was less than 7 o’clock, Jia Ming slowly cleaned up the room, mainly beer cans scattered on the ground last night, and the bookshelf that she had turned over.
………where will she live in Jianghai from today? What should I do in the future? Did you bring enough money?
While washing his face, questions like this revolved in Jiaming’s mind. At this time, a soft noise came from outside the door.
Will it be her back? At least last night she blushed and said, “I have nowhere to go”, and she didn’t seem to be fake. After waiting for a long time, there was no follow-up. He couldn’t help but walked over to open the door and looked around, still holding a wash towel in his hand, even unaware.
The corridor is empty.
The action of the door lock handle is a bit abnormal, not as flexible as usual. Jia Ming walked out, with a large paper bag hanging outside the door. Inside was the suit he wore yesterday. The bag was hand-cut with a double-sided sticker attached to it. The small square piece of paper: Gu Jiaming received.
…It’s her.