If you're not going to marry me, why are you flirting? If you dare run away, I'll sever yo

Lingya took out a cigarette case and handed it to Qi Nan, "Want one?"

I hesitated for two seconds.

Qi Nan gladly took it, but only after putting it in his mouth did he realize he didn't have a lighter.

"I'll help you."

Lingya took out a retro aluminum alloy lighter, opened the cap with a "clang!", then slid the grinding wheel to create a thin flame. She first lit her own cigarette butt, then moved closer to Qi Nan, their eyes less than a foot apart.

With cigarette butts facing each other, Lingya rested one knee on the sofa, gathered her long, flowing hair, and passed the sparks between her warm breaths.

Qi Nan's pupils dilated slightly, and he spoke after she stood up, "As expected, Sister Ya's level is really high. Even lighting a fire is so special."

"It's just basic stuff. If I didn't have some flirting skills, I wouldn't be where I am today in the nightlife scene." Lingya sat down again, her legs, clad in red high heels, swayed slightly. She raised her head slightly and exhaled a puff of smog.

Qi Nan also took a breath, but ended up choking and coughing.

Seeing this, Lingya slapped her thigh and laughed, "Haha, you've never even smoked a cigarette? That's too honest."

I felt a little embarrassed.

Qi Nan tried several more times, but the result was the same.

"Never mind, let's drink first."

So cute.

Lingya rested her chin on her hand, feeling for the first time in a long time how interesting a man could be.

They each poured themselves a glass.

The bar was noisy, but also strangely so, offering a brief moment of freedom, which explains why young people love to come here.

The two chatted as they drank.

"Can you tell me the reason for your downfall?"

Qi Nan took a sip. "If I were to die in the next second, I don't want that place to be a school."

"What a ridiculous reason! Are you trying to tease your sister?"

Qi Nan just smiled.

He had already accepted his fate, so he might as well die gracefully.

"Sister Ya, what about you? Why are you working in nightclubs?"

"Because I don't have money," Lingya said slowly, her red lips trembling. "Unlike you, I don't come from a good family. I've been working hard in society since I graduated from middle school. My family needs money, and I don't have any special skills, so this is the only way to make money quickly."

"I see..."

"Fortunately, I've now followed Brother Qingshan and made something of myself. I've long since given up those awful jobs I used to do."

Qi Nan rarely encountered such occasions, so he wasn't very clear about the shady dealings and shady dealings involved. He asked blankly, "What kind of work?"

"A job that makes men happy."

"Oh? So you're not happy now either?"

"Pfft—!" Lingya laughed until her stomach hurt. "I actually had a lot of fun playing with you."

Why?

"Because you're very interesting."

Qi Nan didn't understand what she meant, so he could only drink his wine in silence.

Later, I learned more from her.

Besides working in nightclubs, Lingya also worked as a billiards assistant coach and local tour guide when she was young, but some of the inside stories are best left unsaid.

on the way back.

Lingya didn't know why she confided so much to Qi Nan, but when she was with him, she seemed to no longer need to pretend. This feeling of ease was hard to describe, like taking off a mask after wearing it for a long time and feeling a sense of relief.

...

The following weeks.

Qi Nan experienced everything a fallen person should experience.

I get up at night to go to bars and play billiards, and occasionally go to karaoke and chat with my friends. In the morning, I don't go back to my apartment; I just check into a hotel and sleep in.

Day and night are reversed, and extravagance and debauchery are fully embodied.

Although he frequented many entertainment venues, he maintained his principle of purity and basically never touched any other women.

In response, Lingya suggested that he could use himself as a shield and if any girl approached him, he could just say she was his girlfriend, since it was just a title that could solve a lot of trouble, so Qi Nan agreed.

A morning when I forget about time.

Qi Nan was awakened by a cell phone ringing while he was still asleep.

Still half asleep, I picked up my phone from the bedside table and glanced at the caller ID. The contact name was my elderly mother.

Helpless, she answered the phone, and a shrill female voice quickly came from the other end, "Qi Nan! Where have you been gallivanting these past few days, you brat? You've been skipping classes for half a month straight, and my homeroom teacher is calling me so much that she's asking me every day if you're dead."

Qi Nan yawned, his eyes half-open.

"I'm in an African tribe. If you don't come, I'll go by myself, so I won't be able to come back anytime soon."

The voice on the other end grew louder, making Qi Nan's eardrums hurt.

"I don't care if you're in an African tribe or in some crazy playground, if you don't get to class today, I'm suspending your card!"

Upon hearing that the card would be suspended, Qi Nan immediately perked up.

No way, if the card is blocked, how am I supposed to go out and have fun? This is forcing me to go.

"Mother, can't you be a little more accommodating?"

"I'm not your mother. If you're so capable, go to an African tribe and find yourself a black mother there."

After saying that, the other end of the phone hung up immediately. Qi Nan knew that her attitude meant there was no room for negotiation.

Reluctantly, I got up.

There's no other way; it seems I'll have to go to school.

You can't escape what comes next; what you have to face, you still have to face. Qi Nan only asks that Xia Ningqi give him a dignified death.

...

Linhai University.

Xia Ningqi has been back in her apartment for two days, but she still hasn't seen Qi Nan even once.

I'm not in a very good mood.

As usual, she entered the classroom, but because of the requirement to keep it a secret, the fact that she was the daughter of the Xia family has not yet spread throughout the school.

Tang Rou glanced at Xia Ningqi and complained to Lin Xiaoxiao beside her, "Has she been kept by a sugar daddy lately? Why isn't she wearing her old shabby clothes anymore?"

"Hmph, with a face like a vixen, being kept by a sugar daddy is already the best she can do."

"But why hasn't Qi Nan come to school lately? I wonder what happened..." Lin Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, her feelings complicated. Ever since she was blocked, she has been unable to contact Qi Nan and has no way to ask him.

A window seat.

Xia Ningqi looked around, but still couldn't see Qi Nan.

Is this guy really skipping class? How many days has it been already? Isn't he afraid of failing?

Pick up your phone.

She opened her chat window with Qi Nan, feeling an urge to send him a message, but unsure of what role to play.

I hesitated for a few seconds.

She eventually put her phone down.

Forget it, whether he lives or dies, why should I care so much...

Xia Ningqi looked out the window; withered leaves were blown down by the wind, and she felt inexplicably annoyed.

Anyway, that guy is the one I hate the most. If he's so capable, then he should never appear in front of me again. That would be the best outcome.

...