Don’t Be Aggressive with Me

The breeze in August was still mixed with a bit of heat, and I knew that Shan was lying on the tree and lost the motivation to shout for joy.

Cheng Siqiao stuffed the stationery he just bought into his schoolbag, stood blankly in front of the bookstore, watched the bird fall on the ancient city wall unique to Nancheng opposite, chirped a few times and then flew away.

She adjusted the strap of the schoolbag, took out the phone from her pocket, and glanced at the battery hopelessly. As soon as she struggled to open the address book, the phone went blank very weakly.

The traffic flowed incessantly, and various dialects that did not understand Wu dialect flooded her from all directions. The ancient buildings in this area are very intact. The low-rise buildings and the road paved with bluestone and bricks constitute a typical Jiangnan landscape painting. The scenery she had never seen before.

Cheng Siqiao only came to Nancheng in the morning.

She has been living in Liaocheng in the north since she was a child. Because of a major change in work, the Cheng family and his wife moved to Nancheng with the whole family in desperation.

Originally, the driver Lao Zhang sent her to the bookstore to buy some stationery for the new semester. As soon as she arrived at the destination, she called from home and said that there was an urgent matter. Cheng Siqiao waved her hand indifferently and asked Lao Zhang to deal with the family affairs first, before leaving. He patted his chest and assured him that he would be fine by himself.

Now she just felt a little pain in her face.

The temperature in Nancheng was much higher than that in Liaocheng. Cheng Siqiao stood there for more than ten minutes. The sweat rolled down her cheeks. She raised her hand irritably and wiped it, and then moved her limbs, turning left and right according to the route in memory. Turned and went into a small alley.

There were no people in the alley, tall and lush sycamore trees on both sides, and there were a few shops scattered around, and it looked deserted.

She walked along the alley for a while, and saw a small wooden white door on the right.

Inside the small door is a small courtyard, followed by an inconspicuous storefront. There are several different kinds of potted plants in the courtyard, but they don’t seem to have any vitality. A wooden board is hung on the door of the store, and the top is white. His crayon reads Lactose, and there are several bunches of gypsophila around me very artistically.

Cheng Siqiao looked inside and felt that there should be someone in this place that looked like a flower arranging shop. After hesitating for a few seconds, she decided to go in and borrow a phone call. She raised her hand and opened the wooden door, and the creaking sound was particularly clear in the alley.

She walked through the yard to the door and opened the door to find out that this is not a flower shop at all. The light inside is very dim, only a few colorful fluorescent lights are on, and a variety of wines are placed on the bar at the door.

It turned out to be a bar.

Three teenagers were sitting not far away, and when they saw her coming in, they were slightly stunned.

The leading boy wore a red tight-fitting T-shirt with a big Wang Tsai's head printed on it, and stared motionlessly in this direction.

It looks like the non-mainstream second fool who buried the love of the family.

The second fool jumped off the chair, walked a few steps in her direction, and said with a smile, "Welcome."

Cheng Siqiao didn't answer the conversation, his eyes swept around in the bar.

Xu was aware of the emotion in Cheng Siqiao's eyes, and the second fool said to her in a very confident tone: "Don't worry, although we are still students, this is a formal bar."

"The kind that is absolutely formal."

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

Dare to feel that these people are still students.

Seeing that Cheng Siqiao still didn't react, the other party asked persistently, "What do you want to drink?"

After standing outside for a long time, Cheng Siqiao did feel a little thirsty. He unconsciously thought of ice milk tea and various happy fat house waters in his mind, so he subconsciously asked, "Pearl milk tea?"

Second fool: "..."

"We really don't have this bar."

Cheng Siqiao thought it would be better to go home as soon as possible, frowning and turning around to go outside, but the second fool reached out and stopped her.

"Sister, don't rush to go, do you want to drink something else?"

"No need." Cheng Siqiao was a little impatient, and moved a step aside, trying to bypass the boy.

"Don't go." The second fool said persistently, and directly stretched out his hand to hold Cheng Siqiao's arm and forced her to stand in place. "The purpose of our bar is to let everyone who comes in can leave satisfactorily, and What else would you like to drink?"

"Or you can leave me a phone number, and I will notify you when we make milk tea." Perhaps afraid that Cheng Siqiao would misunderstand himself, he said righteously, "Don't look at my dress and behavior a bit strange, but I am a good person. ."

Cheng Siqiao was initially upset because he couldn't find the way and went to the wrong store, but now he was entangled by this second fool, and his mood was so depressed that he didn't want to talk.

She raised her eyebrows and tried to control her expression that was not so vicious. Just as she was about to speak, a cold voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

The second fool turned his head when he heard the sound, and whispered: "Brother Chen, why did you come out?"

Cheng Siqiao also turned around and saw a staircase at the corner of the bar. The man named Chen Gedi came down from the staircase. The boy was wearing a black T-shirt, which contrasted with the others. He was cold and thin. His arms were exposed, his short, pitch-black hair was neatly trimmed, and there was a trace of laziness in his voice, as if he had just woken up.

The second fool went over and raised the neck of the so-called "Brother Chen", leaned most of his body weight on him, and pointed to Cheng Siqiao: "A little sister came here and said that she wants to drink milk tea, knowing that we are not going to leave."

"This is the first guest in our bar in the past three months. How can I let her leave easily." Lu Qifeng glanced at Cheng Siqiao, "No, I'm asking if she has anything else to drink. Woolen cloth."

Xie Chen took off Lu Qifeng's hand impatiently and pushed him aside. When Chen Siqiao was around, the little girl stood in place and stared wide-eyed, seemingly frightened by Lu Qifeng's enthusiasm.

He pulled over Lu Qifeng again, wanting him to apologize to the little girl.

When Cheng Siqiao came back to his senses again, he found that Brother Chen pulled the two fools closer to him. The young man had narrow eyes and deep eyelids. Although he was really outstanding, his expression was cold and he was not good. Annoying breath.

I have to leave here quickly.

She quickly thought of a solution, and at this moment, the Chen brother turned her head blankly, as if to say something to the second fool.

Cheng Siqiao held his breath and opened his eyes wide.

It's now!

She seized this good opportunity, stretched out her hand to punch Xie Chen on the shoulder, pushed the person back, and then quickly rushed to the outside of the bar.

Xie Chen, who was inexplicably punched, turned around: "."

He rubbed his shoulders and threw Lu Qifeng aside again.

Lu Qifeng obviously didn't expect this to happen, so he quickly stood firmly, and several other people also went to surround Xie Chen: "Brother Chen, are you okay."

Xie Chen glanced at Lu Qifeng and said nothing.

Cheng Siqiao's hand strength is not great, and it is not lethal with a punch. Xie Chen leaned on the couch, took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth, brushing the phone carelessly.

Xie Chen picked up the pillow on the side and threw it at him: "Don't bother me."

"Don't be angry." Lu Qifeng took the pillow, opened another bottle of wine from the bar and sat next to Xie Chen, "I don't want to lose a potential customer like this. After all, there are usually no people here. Come in, you can't let her go away casually."

"But I should say it or not." Lu Qifeng couldn't help but smile, then raised his head and took a sip of the wine. "The little girl just now is really good-looking. I have never met such a beautiful girl when I grew up. , The basketball uniform is put on her, she is like a little fairy full of vitality."

Xie Chen stopped using his fingers to swipe the phone, and raised his eyelids, thinking about the little girl just now.

The facial features are indeed exquisite, and the skin is unpalatable. Not only the nose is small, but the bridge of the nose is also high. The bangs just passed the eyebrows, just to expose those nice eyes, with a high ponytail, looking cute and playful.

But if you think about it carefully, it shouldn't be a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Hey, I should insist on a contact method just now." Lu Qifeng was still aside regretting, "I don't know if I will have the chance to see her again."

Xie Chen lifted his leg and kicked Lu Qifeng: "Anyway, it wasn't you who hit me just now. If you talk more, get out."

"Don't tell me." Lu Qifeng raised an eyebrow and smirked. "If you can get the contact information, it would be worth a few more punches."

Xie Chen stood up without saying a word, pulled Lu Qifeng's collar to pull the person out of the door, and then closed the door mercilessly.

Lu Qifeng: "..."

Cheng Siqiao ran all the way forward, turning around to make sure that the group of people hadn't followed before stopping.

She stood there calmed down for a while, and then looked around. There happened to be a Rosen not far away. She pulled out some change from her bag and was about to go there for help.

Cheng Siqiao opened the door and walked around, and finally bought a few packs of toffee. After paying the payment, she tore a bag of candies, took out a few of them and put them in the palm of her hand, and took small steps to rub near the cashier sister. Some He blinked at her embarrassedly.

With a well-behaved smile on the face of the little girl, she completely lost her momentum against the few people just now, and her voice became soft and sweet. She stretched out her hand and said, "Miss sister, my mobile phone is dead, can you borrow my mobile phone? Give me a call, here, these toffee candies for you."

"Okay." The girl at the cash register had an overwhelming affection for this cute, beautiful and sensible sister, and handed her the phone, "Go sister."

Cheng Siqiao took the cell phone and called his mother Zhou Yun, and briefly told her about her tragic fate of being helpless and disoriented, sitting on the bench at the door and waiting for Lao Zhang to pick him up.

Ten minutes later, a familiar car stopped at the entrance of the convenience store. Cheng Siqiao jumped out of her chair and ran to her car very affectionately. Just a second before boarding the car, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the afterglow.

She raised her head and met Xie Chen's indifferent gaze. Those few people were no longer visible, only himself, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, slowly walking in this direction.

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

What kind of luck is she.