Chapter 87

Li Wenyu's hand spread out and was held tightly the next second. The winding mountain range pressed against the palm of his hand, which was hot.

Pei Xin exerted a little force and pulled the stunned Li Wenyu closer, and said in a casual tone: "You don't know, then I will arrange it."

Li Wenyu frowned and wanted to take his hand out, but Pei Xin did not let go. Instead, she clenched tighter and tighter, her fingers squeezed forcefully into his fingers, forming a ten-digit interlocking look that looked like deep friendship.

Li Wenyu's hand was originally cold, but now it was a little warm from being wrapped around it. He finally sighed impatiently and lowered his voice: "What are your arrangements?"

Pei Xinxin was hot, and his eyes were also warm when they reflected the gray and silver glimmer on the other side. They were not very emotional eyes, but they were warm and tight. Staring closely at Li Wenyu's face.

The next second, his head suddenly lowered, getting closer and closer, and the tips of his ears, which were slightly red due to drinking, were in conflict with his unruffled face. Li Wenyu smelled the jasmine fragrance on his shirt that had been blown by the wind for a long time. It was not strong, mixed with a little alcohol, and even had a faint refreshing smell.

There was only half a step away between the two of them, but Pei Xin's face was soon close at hand.

Li Wenyu stopped breathing for a moment, avoiding the fragrance of flowers lingering on the tip of his nose, and immediately turned his face away.

Pei Xin's movement of lowering his head paused, his face drooped, and his eyes were only dark in the shadows.

Just by being looked at like this, Li Wenyu's palms began to feel cold again. When he noticed that the strength in his palms had loosened, he immediately pulled his hands out.

For a few quiet seconds, no one spoke. There was silence beside the lake, and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves rang in my ears, which sounded a bit like the patter of rain.

It took Pei Xin a long while to take back his empty left hand, and slowly stood up straight. Time floated on his face, and his expression was unclear in the half-light. He turned his head and said in a cold voice: "You can live anywhere in City A, but you can't live without me."

Li Wenyu kept the posture of tilting his head, his whole body was as cold as ice, and he heard before he spoke Xiaobai barked twice.

There are many dragonflies by the lake in summer, but Xiaobai actually encountered one under the dim street light, and he immediately chased after it happily. But before he could run a few steps, he was pulled by the rope and screamed in dissatisfaction.

The translucent wings of the dragonfly flew farther and farther with the yellow light, and soon disappeared deep into the grass. Xiaobai screamed several times but could only stop where he was and couldn't follow.

It wasn't until it stopped barking that Li Wenyu knelt down and touched its head. But inexplicably, I read something sad and pitiful in the eyes of a puppy. It turned out that they were also dark, but there was still warmth.

Li Wenyu stared at him for a few seconds before standing up, and said in a calm tone: "If you don't let me go, then after I go to work, Uncle Zheng can't follow me anymore, and I don't need anyone to pick me up."

He didn't turn around, Pei Xin's His eyes fell on the slightly drooped neck of Bai Shengsheng, and he didn't look away for a long time: "I told you, anything is possible except leaving."

Li Wenyu laughed silently. He never took these words seriously. I never thought Pei Xin was a person who would keep his promises.

*

On Monday morning, Li Wenyu woke up very early.

The morning in midsummer was exceptionally bright. Auntie was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Xiaobai was shut out of the glass door, but he still persevered and squatted in front of the door, wagging his tail leisurely.

Puppies are like this. They will be depressed for a while because they failed to catch up with the beautiful dragonfly, or they will be happy because they smell a little bit of their favorite fragrance in the food. These are just temporary embellishments.

Li Wenyu thought it was cute and couldn't help but look at it twice before going into the bathroom to wash up. Breakfast was just ready when he came out.

Pei Xin will read the US stocks after breakfast, and the coffee prepared by his aunt is at his hand.

Until Li Wenyu changed his clothes and went out, he did not mention anything about pick-up or drop-off. He only said: "Be safe on the road."

But in fact, there was nothing to pay attention to, so Li Wenyu refused the car he offered. Key, although there are many people on the subway during the morning rush hour, they are only crowded for one stop at most.

The company he works for is a large private company, and there are many tasks that need to be handed over, but his colleagues are kind and friendly, and the work in his department is not too difficult. Li Wenyu had worked as an intern and part-time employee in several companies in City B during the winter and summer vacations of college, so he didn't feel too uncomfortable.

In the afternoon, people came and went in the tea room, but when it was time to get off work, the office became quiet except for the sound of typing on the keyboard. Li Wenyu thought this was a sign that he would have to work overtime. Unexpectedly, when the time came, people around him began to pack their things one after another.

The setting sun before dusk was particularly dazzling. Li Wenyu walked out of the building. The intersection was crowded with people. When the traffic light was about to change, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

There was a lot of noise from people honking and horns all around. As soon as Li Wenyu pressed the answer button, Li Teng's voice came over immediately, and he could not suppress his anxiety: "Xiao Yu, have you seen Ji He in the past few days?"

The red light turned . Green, Li Wenyu took a few steps back and walked out of the crowded crowd: "No, what's wrong, aunt?"

"Ji He hasn't been home for two or three days, and he can't get through the phone." Li Teng was obviously anxious on the other end, "Before He often stays in the Internet cafe all night, but he won't be without news for such a long time!"

Li Wenyu frowned, but his tone remained calm: "Auntie, don't worry, is there an Internet cafe he often goes to? Send me the address."

After hanging up the phone, Li Wenyu recalled the situation at the bar that day and had a bad feeling, but after receiving the address of the Internet cafe, he decided to look for it first.

Both Internet cafes were near Nanwang Lane. Li Wenyu took a taxi directly there. During the period, the phone he called Ji He was always turned off.

It's summer vacation, and there are many students in the Internet cafe. The sound of games is endless, and the smell of cigarettes and instant noodles is mixed, which is unbearable.

He searched carefully inside, but did not find Ji He.

It was almost dark, and standing at the entrance of the Internet cafe, I could see the street lights in Nanwang Lane lighting up one after another, and the intersection was deserted.

Li Wenyu sighed, sent a text message to Li Teng, and then stopped the car to go to the previous bar.

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It’s been a long time since I updated... It’s not that I’m looking for reasons for myself, but there really is a reason... ＜(__)＞I

was really delayed for the first two days, and then my memory was particularly bad. , if I don’t write for two or three days, I will forget the previous plot.

What should I do if I forget? I can only review the first few chapters. But I don’t know why I can’t stand what I wrote. I feel inexplicably embarrassed when I read it. After reading two lines, I need to open other apps to relieve myself. It’s like when I was a student and couldn’t stand the composition I wrote. I don’t know if anyone else Just like me...

then I start procrastinating online and slowly forget more and more!

In addition, I originally wanted to make a bit of a bloody and forced plot, but I ended up writing it for a long time because I was tired of writing it, so I had to delete it again, so it became what it is now.

Fortunately, there is not much plot left, so I will try not to procrastinate!

In addition, it seems that I can change the title of the book with 200,000 words soon. Can anyone help me with my bad naming? When my friend heard the title, he thought I was writing some kind of crime mystery...? I can only choke π_πFinally

, although not many people may see it, I will finish it well! Please rest assured (_)