Devil's Honey Baby

Ci GUI remembered the scene of his first meeting with Ji Zailin.

Five years ago, it was the same winter and the same people. The difference was the scene and location.

Country j, black market underground parking lot.

The original parking lot was full of people, including blondes, black people who can only see teeth, and yellow people. People from almost every country were mixed in it.

"Poof! Dong! "

"Oh ~ good ~"

"God!"

"Good!"

The noise rises one after another with the fast fighting figure in the field. This is not a boxing ring, but there are more intense and wonderful things going on here than the boxing ring.

Half an hour later, a slender figure stood up from the field, and the people on the ground were still twisting their bodies in pain.

But he was only lazy and angry, turned and took the gray suit on the ground, moved his wrist, put the suit on his shoulder and walked leisurely outside.

The crowd automatically made way for him. There was a wisp of blood slowly winding down the forehead trace, adding a touch of demonic feeling to the handsome outline.

Suddenly, the harsh whistle sounded from behind and rushed towards him quickly.

His eyes narrowed slightly and ran forward quickly.

At the same time, the sound of gunfire followed.

Jump, roll, Dodge, body shape shuttle through it, like ghosts.

But the dark color on his back shows his true situation.

He was injured.

In the dark night, the long street can't see the end, and the snow floats all over the sky and goes away in silence.

And here is the place of death, outlaws, banging guns across the sky, followed by the pursuit of violent storms, which is extremely terrible.

"Bang!" The strong collision sound came, and the slender figure fell five meters ahead, and the blood dyed the snow on the ground red.

Suddenly, the wind became chilly, and a black Jeep came straight from a distance. The wind and electricity passed by.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a cold roar.

"Come up if you don't want to die!"

The door opened and swayed like it would break at any time with the wind.

The person who was still lying on the ground a moment ago suddenly jumped up, grabbed the door with his arm and sat in the car like a ghost.

Cigui looked through the rearview mirror at the man sitting behind the car. His eyes were bright, completely ignoring the widening blood on his forehead.

I have thought many times about how a person like myself who would never mind his own business would take care of Ji Zailin. The reason seems very simple and not simple.

"Oh ~"

Ji Zailin seemed to have accepted the fact. He fell lazily on the sofa, with his hands on his forehead and his eyes half hanging. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Well, you pretended to be dead that night."

Ci GUI asked jokingly, looked at Ji Zailin, glanced at him for two seconds and left.

"It's not pretending to be dead, it's looking for death."

Ask yourself and answer yourself. I feel at ease.

But when it comes to this sentence, the sharp light in his eyes disappears in an instant.

"Think I haven't been here today."

Suddenly, Ji Zailin suddenly got up and walked out. His voice was very weak. He couldn't hear any emotion.

He frowned at Ji Zailin's departure, with a strong disapproval in his eyes.

It's not a good thing to deceive yourself and others.

Ji Zailin returned to the ward, but there was no Yao Jiang on the hospital bed.

His face suddenly changed and he turned and ran quickly outside the hospital.

Damn it, I don't know where I've been for a while.

When Yao Jiang walked to the side of the road and was ready to take a bus to the company, he found that he had no money, not even his mobile phone.

She remembered that her bag was in Ji Zailin's car.

Thinking of this, he frowned, looked around and thought about it. He still took a ride to the company first. Ji Zailin should be in the company.

Just thinking about this, he took a step forward to stop the taxi, but before he could stretch out his hand, his body was fiercely pulled back by a strong force.

Yao Jiang instantly turned to Shangji Zailin's angry face.

She thought he was gone. Unexpectedly, Yao Jianggang wanted to talk. Ji Zailin scolded him.

"Who let you run? You are not allowed to leave without my permission! "

What's the madness of this man?

Yao Jiang frowned and looked at Ji Zailin's inexplicable anger. His lips pursed, but he didn't refute.

Now she has stayed out of experience around him. If he likes to roar, let him roar. If he likes to scold, let him scold. In this way, nothing happens.

Yao Jiang's calm look made Ji Zailin's heart burn more prosperous. He took her hand and left the parking lot.

Yao Jiang looked at Ji Zailin and wanted him to let go, but he held back when he saw his cold side face.

When they got into the car, Ji Zailin slammed the door and the car drove like flying. Yao Jiang would have screamed if he hadn't been used to his "flying car".

The car drove all the way to the company. They had already passed the time for work. Yao Jiang no longer managed Ji Zailin. As soon as the car stopped, they ran towards the company.

Chi Zailin hit the steering wheel with a fist.

Yao Jiang was busy for another afternoon, and the company also sent out the New Year holiday half a month later.

From 25 to 8 at the beginning of the year, there are 12 days off.

This holiday is neither too much nor too little, but it is still happy for the company. I heard that there was only one week's holiday before.

As soon as it was time to get off work, everyone chattered and discussed.

Of course, the most discussed is the year-end party held by the company.

It was held in the most famous prosperous time in city B, which made everyone in the company very happy.

The time is set for next Sunday.

Yao Jiang went to the supermarket after work to buy a la carte and daily necessities and went home.

Just as I walked into the corridor, I saw Ji Zailin leaning against the wall, one hand in his pocket, and the other hand playing with his mobile phone.

Yao Jiang pursed his lips and came over.

Ji Zailin heard footsteps, stopped and looked at Yao Jiang.

Yao Jiang stood at the door, looking at Ji Zailin and didn't move.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang's calm look and frowned, "what am I doing? Open the door! "

Of course, with such directness, Yao Jiang held back his anger and calmly said, "go back."

Ji Zailin was not calm when he heard Yao Jiang's words. He stood up straight and looked at her deeply. Suddenly, the evil spirit smiled, "I'm hungry and want to eat."

Then he put his cell phone in his bag and put his hands in his pockets, looking like an uncle waiting to serve.

Yao jiangte didn't like to see Ji Zailin's flat look. She wanted to throw the dishes at him, but when she thought that the result would be bullied, she forbeared.

"Aunt Qin is waiting for you at home. Go back and eat."

Ji Zailin raised his eyebrows and looked at her with narrow eyes. He was overbearing, "I want to eat what you made."

"Without you, you go back."

Ji Zailin looked at the big bag Yao Jiang was carrying. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand.

The bag in Yao Jiang's hand a moment ago was in Ji Zailin's hand.

"Ji Zailin, what are you doing?"

Yao Jiang reaches out and grabs it. Ji Zailin easily mentions it and dodges Yao Jiang's hand. His body is also dexterous. He quickly turns over the things in the bag.

"Oh, there are ribs. I want braised ribs and tomatoes. I want scrambled eggs with tomatoes, not boiled. I want fried."

He said quickly in his mouth, turned his hand over a few times, returned the bag to Yao Jiang, frowned, and said impatiently, "open the door, I'm starving!"

"You!"

Yao Jiang frowned and could tie a knot, but he endured it and took out the key to open the door.

She was sure that if she didn't open the door, Ji Zailin had the ability to ask people to knock.

As soon as the door was opened, Ji Zailin pushed the door and swaggered in before he could pull out the key.

Completely follow up with your own home.

Yao Jiang took out the key, slammed the door, and went into the kitchen with the dishes.

Ji Zailin completely regarded it as his home and walked around in the living room.

Yao Jiang put the dishes away and saw Ji Zailin looking at the room. He frowned and said, "you're sitting on the sofa. Don't go anywhere."

This is not her home, but Jian Yun's. Ji Zailin can be casual, but she can't.

Ji Zailin looked at the two closed bedroom doors and replied, "which one is yours?"

Yao Jiang took a glass of water and gave it to him with vigilance in his eyes. "Ji Zailin, don't push an inch."

Ji Zailin took over the water cup. To his annoyance, he didn't forget to eat when he connected the water cup. He took advantage of Yao Jiang and squeezed Yao Jiang's hand.

"Oh, you cook, I'll find it."

Yao Jiang looked at the man who turned and walked towards the bedroom, gnashing his teeth and shouted, "Ji Zailin!"

Ji Zailin didn't speak. He turned and smiled at Yao Jiang. It means that if you tell me, I won't make trouble. Don't blame me if you don't tell me what happened.

Holding his hand tightly, Yao Jiang took a deep breath, walked a few steps to the bedroom in front of the left and opened the door.

Ji Zailin took the cup and put it in his pocket with one hand. Ignoring Yao Jiang's eyes, he walked in calmly.

Yao Jiang comforted himself as if he didn't know anything and turned to the kitchen to cook.

Yao Jiang's bedroom was clean. Ji Zailin walked in and quickly locked everything in the bedroom in his eyes.

Suddenly, stay on a picture frame.

The picture inside the frame is taken by Yao Jiang and Jian Yun. They hold hands, shoulder to shoulder, and the other hand opens and smiles happily.

Especially Yao Jiang. Ji Zailin has never seen Yao Jiang smile so happily and wantonly. His ruddy lips are slightly open, revealing several small teeth. A faint dimple is exposed on his left cheek, and his eyes are narrowed. It's ugly.

Ji Zailin put the cup on the bedside table and picked up the picture frame. Suddenly, he felt that Jian Yun next to Yao Jiang was an eyesore.

A flash of light flashed through his eyes, turned the picture frame over, divided by three and five, and pulled out the picture.

Yao Jiang moved quickly and quickly washed the dishes. When he put the ribs into the bowl, he paused and took the seasoning.

Without thinking about anything else, Yao Jiang really forgot Ji Zailin. She didn't think of Ji Zailin until she fried the dishes and brought them out.

But there was no one in the living room, and the door of the bedroom was closed. Where did the man go?