To You, My Beloved

Although Cheng Xieyi did not have a 100% look back like Gu Qingcheng's face, but she also had a bit of beauty, and in recent years she would dress up more and more and be watched by men, it is also common.

So at first, she didn't pay much attention to the two men, only that they thought they were good-looking, so she looked at them more.

Only Cheng Xinyi arrived at the underground parking lot of the department store. When he got out of the car and locked the door, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a man standing not far from his parking space.

Cheng Xinyi recognized the man as one of the unlicensed cars at a glance.

The reason she was so impressed with the man was that his dress was too different, and there was a winding scar on his left face.

The man didn’t seem to be very old, maybe a few years younger than her, with a cigarette in his mouth, and he stood there puffing up clouds and fog. He seemed to realize that Cheng Freehand was looking at him, so he He turned his gaze away and talked with another companion who hadn't got off the car.

Cheng Freehand carried his bag, locked the car, and walked quickly to the elevator.

Before Cheng Xinyi entered the elevator, she paid special attention to the place where the yellow-haired man was standing, and found that the man was still lying on the car window and talking with the people in the car, so she entered the elevator without much thought and went straight upstairs. .

After that, Cheng Xieyi left the matter behind.

In late autumn in Beijing, the heating has not yet come, so the mall has a warm air, and there are a lot of people on weekends, and it looks a little dry. During Cheng Xieyi's shopping, the clothes were not selected, but he drank two bottles of water.

When she came out of a French brand women's clothing store on the third floor, she happened to see the toilet next door, and turned around and went in.

The bathroom seemed a bit quiet and there were few people. When Cheng Xinyi came out of the bathroom, he happened to pass the stairs of the safe passage.

The door of the stairs was ajar, and the voice of a man calling.

"Don't worry, we can definitely do a good job in this matter... When I have time to start, I will call you if I have caught her..."

Cheng Freehand didn't pay much attention to this kind of conversation. He just looked sideways through the stairway and accidentally saw the familiar yellow-haired man.

Cheng Freehand came out of the bathroom and strolled around his street as usual.

On the fifth floor of the department store, there is a boutique selling Korean clothes. Cheng Xieyi chose a few sets and tried them on. Standing in front of the dressing mirror, he was delighted to admire his outfit, but through the mirror, he saw A familiar figure.

It was the yellow-haired man, with a man next to him, who was also dressed up as a fool.

Even a careless person, from frequent encounters on the road, to repeated encounters in the same shopping mall, will become particularly attentive, not to mention the person Cheng Xianyi has always been meticulous, she instantly thinks of herself in The conversation heard in the three-story bathroom.

The people who caught her... Are they referring to her?

Cheng Xieyi pretended to try on clothes on the surface, but all her attention was focused on Huang Mao and his accomplices. She found that they had always been standing outside the store, never leaving, and never looked away from her. Left on his body.

Cheng Xieyi's heart flicked, a bad premonition climbed up from the bottom of his heart.