Hidden Assassin

“Anyway, go inside. I've been waiting for you for a long time! My ass is numb!” She lifted her travel bag and turned to the door, if most people she didn't know thought she was the owner.

“- I refuse!” Aren't we familiar with the kind of relationship we can come and visit at night, and is this really the kind of occasion where we don't meet for a long time and deserve a toast? But Jia Ming couldn't think of a stronger reason, “It's so late to go into a single man's room..."

“Hmm? Ah! Don't worry, I'm not expecting that! ”

Give me peace of mind?.. usually expect that kind of thing to be a man, right?

“Open the door! ”

“Oh ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Your room is quite refreshing,” Liu Huisha put the travel bag down by the bookshelf, stretching her arms around the room, “ventilated and dust-free... By the way, no mosquitoes in summer?.. you actually live on the top floor just to be lazy! Let's see what happens when you lose power. I can't climb you! ”

Jia Ming untied her tie, "-Hey, how did you get to Jianghai? ”

Liu Huaisha had opened Jiaming's refrigerator with a can of blue belt in his hand, “How come? Intercity Express! The train is well repaired now... and this isn't even Jianghai, it's Satellite City at best! ”

“Tsk.... I'm not asking you that. ”

Liu Huaisha flipped around in the fridge, "... you only have beer here?” Seems very unwilling.

This is the way this woman talks every time she asks about the core.... Jia Ming grabbed the beer can, “Don't change the subject and answer my question! And don't drink as soon as you get in the door! ”

“Oh.” She felt frightened by the evil attitude, stunned and quickly grabbed it back. “Pfft” opened, “Me..."

She sipped comfortably, "Wanted to be...”

“Where's the novelist? ”

.......

Novelist? Books? Ha..... they're all old and still talking about these dreams....

“Oh.” Jiaming changed her shirt and hung herself behind the bedroom door.

“Forget it! I don't care what you think anymore! ”

“I didn't say anything. ”

“You don't have to say it, I know it!” Liu Huaisha walked over to stare at Jiaming's eyes and gently lit his fingers on the side of his face that he had not naturally crossed, "it was all written on your face. ”

She stared at him, should the expression be called comfort or something, a smiling tease? “Jiaming..... you're still exactly the same as before.......”

This is exactly the way Gu Jiaming and Liu Huaisha were getting along in high school. She always pulled up from the side, making him irresistible, and then stretched out her fingers to poke him in the face. He was a year younger than her, blushing, anxious and confused from the beginning, then getting used to it. When no one is around, it's easy for the two of them to come together and have that meaning, exactly as it is now, whether it's leaning together in a friendly manner, staring at each other, or her provocative expression...

“- In that case, I'll be honest with you, Sister Waisa. How old are you? I'm 26, so you're 27... 28 this year? ”

“27... not yet full...”

“At this age! Don't you dare be so ashamed to say something you don't dream about! ”

“I'm sorry I'm not embarrassed at all! ”

“Is that your excuse?! People who don't do what they have to do and don't take anything seriously! ”

“It's not like that...! ”

“Are you here pretending to be something great while you're being taken care of by your parents? People like you don't grow up! ”

........

........

“... I don't care what you say,” Liu Huaisha returns the beer can to Jiaming, “and I don't expect you to know me. ”

She walked up to the door and put on her shoes, “I have no way back..."

went out without any hesitation and did not turn back.

Tap, lock the door, she's gone.

This has always been the case, with her we forget the important things to ask, the important things always forget to say... should we meet each other to ask what's going on, friendly and polite... we meet again in ten years, finally only a few minutes...

Now that Jia Ming doesn't know what to do, he just pointed the beer jar she returned at her mouth and was about to drink--

The door was opened vigorously.

“I have nowhere to go!!!!” Liu Huaisha rose blushed.

“The hotel... everyone I know..... I came straight to you!” Why is the begging party louder than the begging, “I know... but let me... excuse you..."

*

“Twenty-seven years and still talking stupid, I know that! ”

“but....... 28, 29, 30.....”

“The older we go, the more we really can't do anything! ”

“It won't be a big deal! ”

“Dead or alive, life is meaningless, just live like this...”

“At least struggle!.... well.... I think so! ”

Both of them sat on the floor with their backs against the bed. Seven or eight empty jars had been placed on the floor. Liu Huaisha removed his turban and let his hair spread out so that he could drink and whisper to himself. Jiaming opened a jar and did his job, he could not get drunk with her.

“Then why are you looking for me again? ”

“Huh? Huh?"

“Haven't heard from him in over a decade.” Jiaming tried to keep his voice as calm as possible.

“I'm not here to seduce you either! ”

“I'm here to have a..... broken! ”

“ ”

“Because I..... have no time....... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz”

If she said that she was asleep after this sentence, it was too exaggerated, but it was almost like a faint head over her knees, it didn't matter if the sky broke, Jiaming put down a few beers in her hand, pulled the empty jar from her hand and grabbed it tightly, bent over to hold her.

Liu Huaisha leaned in her arms, perhaps she was really asleep, in a completely unprotected position in front of him, but....

It's really light.....

Liu Huaisha, a tall girl of the same age, was taller in junior high than Jia Ming, and is now only halfway behind the tofu gap, feeling much lighter in his hand than he expected. She used to be more active, always strangling his neck on Ming's back, whether it was weight or impression, always gave Jia Ming a very refreshing feeling.

I know what you think, that “must do something” determination, I understand, you want to rely on your own strength, but...

I can't say anything.....

Is she the one who changed? Or me?

Jiaming gently placed Liu Huaisha on the bed. At today's temperature, her clothing was really thinner. The opening of the top revealed fine clavicles and a piece of white. Jiaming spread out the quilt to cover her tightly, but she sided herself. Her feet stretched out the quilt. She chewed two bites vaguely in her mouth and then stopped bouncing.

Jiaming found a spare blanket, sat against the wall and closed his eyes.

........

Overnight, early in the morning, the distant sky revealed the white of the fish.

It's not a weekend, the house opened its eyes, the bed was messy, she was gone, and the travel bag wasn't there.

Not even a note left... it's just like she always does.

It was less than 7 o'clock when she used to turn on the TV, and the house slowly tidied up the room, mainly the beer jars that had scattered all over the place last night, and the bookshelves that she had torn apart.

... where will she live in Jianghai from today? What do we do now? Is the money enough?

Face washing, and so on, spins in the mind of home. There was a gentle noise coming from outside the door.

Is she coming back? At least last night she blushed and said "I have nowhere to go” doesn't look fake. After waiting half a day without follow-up, he couldn't help but walk over to open the door and look around, holding a washing towel on his hand and not realizing it.

The hallway is empty.

The door lock handle is a bit unusual. It should be flexible as usual. Jiaming walks out of the door and hangs a large paper bag outside the door. Inside is the suit he wore yesterday. The pocket is attached to a small piece of hand-cut square paper with double sided non-drying glue: Gu Jia Ming.

It's her.