Chapter 2523 Premeditated (3)

   Fortunately, those people didn't intend to disturb the two of them.

   After blowing a few whistles, they were let go.

   Continue to look for people, one by one, looking carefully.

   "Damn, where did people go—"

The one headed by    is cursing.

   "Obviously saw him coming up!"

   "Could it be that he ran from the front of the car to the rear and took the opportunity to go down again?"

   "Fuck, the little brat runs pretty fast—"

   "Then what should I do? Do you still want to chase?"

   "Chasing! Of course chasing! Wait until I catch him and see if I won't break his leg!"

  The passers-by next to him heard these words and dared not make a sound.

  All lowered their heads, the atmosphere became depressing and cautious.

   Some people even started to quietly pick up their mobile phones and call the police.

  …

   Fortunately, the car arrived at the next stop soon.

   Those vicious men didn't seem to want to trouble others.

  I couldn't find anyone, so I got out of the car cursing, full of swear words.

  After getting off the train, he stood on the platform and smoked, and didn't leave, obviously looking like he was not a good person.

   Fierce eyes swept around.

  The driver in the car saw that they got out of the car, immediately closed the door and started.

  The atmosphere in the car gradually relaxed, and almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

  In the corner, the person who was hugged and kissed in a daze was finally let go at this moment.

  The moist and bright pupils were dazed and dazed.

  He was still carrying a schoolbag, his slender legs were close to the man, and his toes were off the ground.

  The soreness in my waist came like a flood.

  She pursed her red and numb lips, stared at the strange man in front of her, and said nothing.

  The fingertips holding his clothes, slowly loosen.

  The man wore a black peaked cap, and his breath was fairly steady.

   Sit on the seat, take off the hat, and put it on her head.

   Touched through the hat, lowered his voice.

   "Sorry for the offense."

  Magnetic juvenile voice, mixed with a vague sense of maturity.

  The body temperature is cold, and the hands are also cold and wet.

   "..." She looked at him quietly, tilting her head.

  Looking at him, it was obviously in the cold autumn, or in the rainy season, he was wearing too thin, only a short sleeve.

   Half wet and half dry, it looks like it just ran up in the rain.

  Broad shoulders, thin jaw, protruding Adam's apple, and hard muscles in the waist and abdomen.

  It looks like a person who exercises a lot, and I don't know...whether he is often chased by people.

  She thought quietly, without speaking.

  Just looked at him, touched her head, and then helped her waist so that she could stand up.

  The car was running smoothly, and the street lights outside the window shone in, and the light and shadow fell on the car board, making it colorful.

  He bent down, helped her pick up the umbrella that fell on the ground with cold white hands, and handed it to her again.

   "Your umbrella."

  The fingers are beautiful, with long and thin bony shape.

  Nails are cleanly manicured and perfectly contoured.

   It's just that there are scars and Band-Aids on it.

   At a glance, you can tell that it was a hard fight, leaving bruises and wounds.

  Old wounds are not healed, and new wounds are added.

   She was carrying a schoolbag, wearing his hat on her head, looking down.

  The difference in height made her only able to see his chest and hands.

  She looked at the umbrella he handed over, and then looked out of the window at this moment.

  It's raining heavily outside, I'm afraid I'll get wet after a few steps.

  She thought for a while, then looked up at him, "Do you have an umbrella?"

  (end of this chapter)