Hidden Assassin

In the snow and wind, the quiet roads, the body of the car, the orange yellow light, became the only light spot in the night.

“I think we need to find a place with air conditioning...”

“I don't want to go, my feet are soft. ”

“It gets colder and colder without air conditioning. ”

“It's colder out there, so I'm not going out! ”

“ …… ”

In the sports car, a man and a woman were sitting side by side in boredom. Jiaming had removed the disguise from her face. At this time, she looked back and forth to see if there was a car passing by. Ahern took off her shoes. She bent her feet in fur socks on the seat. The frozen area on her body had not yet faded away. At this time, she rubbed gently and looked at the juvenile around her and smiled and praised.

“This looks much easier, Jiaming classmates. ”

“I think it's still handsome... but obviously handsome, but this car...”

“I think it's a good car.” I laughed and fell on the back of the chair that I had put down as much as I could. “I'm sleepy. I want to sleep. Don't turn off the lights...”

“The electricity is running out. I think we can stop a car... Americans are very hospitable. ”

“So you chased us from New York with a plane cannon? ”

“Oh, come on. ”

“No cars! ”

“You can walk through it, there's got to be a foothold ahead.” I'm staring at her, “I carried you. ”

“No, you are shorter than me...”

“...” he leaned his mouth and smiled helplessly. "I know I'm just a little shorter than the others, but I guess I'm a little taller than you. ”

“You've been shorter than me since I met you.” Ahern lay there, looking at the roof of the sports car, "when did you grow tall? ”

“ …… ”

“I used to think of you as a child, but since when are you no longer... in fact, not long ago...” She lay there quietly, her eyes lost, her voice soft as a dream, “Let's still be friends... Gu Jiaming...”

Next to him, Jia Ming smiled: “Of course... always been my best friend. ”

……

……

“... when I was a little girl, my dad was always at work and rarely came home, so the only person in the villa that went around with me was my mom, and now, apart from looking at the pictures, I can't remember what she looked like.” Lying there, Ahern's voice rang, softly and gently, "When Mom died, I was about eight years old... Dad and Mom were actually married and had no feelings of their own, but of course I blamed Dad for never spending a good time with Mom. After the funeral, Dad came home a lot more often, but of course, it was rare compared to a normal family. Since then, I've been hiccups...”

“I don't know what's wrong, I've been hiccups for years since I was eight. You know what? It's like a cold. Every few seconds, I burp. I already have nephropathy syndrome. I've been looking for a doctor here at home. By the way, I can show it to you when I get back. At that time, in order to send it to some hospitals, I also made a video: a little girl in a princess dress sat there, her mouth opened a little, burp every once in a while, and she looked stupid...”

Looking back at the footage in the video, she lay there, imitating the stubborn look of hiccups, and the already grown girl looked mature and sophisticated, with a touch of unique charm.

“Of course, it's not always hiccups, it's better to fall asleep, you can tolerate it for a few minutes, but if you haven't experienced it, you definitely can't know the horror of that feeling, suddenly bounce it on your stomach, suddenly bounce it on your stomach, it's been a long time, it really hurts, but it's probably a lot of exercise, now my stomach is getting sturdy, I feel pretty every time I look in the mirror, haha...” She smiles, looking past Jiaming, “Wanna see? ”

“Er...” The two of them shrugged their shoulders for a moment. "Er, you go on...”

“Humph.” Ahern wrinkled his nose with pride and laid back in a more comfortable position, “Heart sickness... After examining the doctor, he said it was heart sickness, which is actually a mental illness, can't be cured, the key is the heart, said it is possible that the father came back too little, the problems caused by the death of the mother, then the father came back more, but it still couldn't be better, the feeling of the father was very strange... a year later, the father married the little mother. ”

“Black and black, skinny, very serious expression, that is, when I first saw Mama, the latter in the fairy tale book were all bad people, then Mama was like a black widow, I was scared by her several times... In fact, Daddy and Mama had no feelings, they were like friends, not couples at all. Ever since then, it was Mama who took me with her every day, and then somewhere around here, Beijing, Changsha, even Europe, I flew around, I didn't talk to her, she didn't talk to me much, she just followed me all the time, more than a year later, one morning, blurry brushing my teeth, washing my face, drinking milk, all of a sudden, it turns out that I don't burp anymore..."

“The doctor said... my heart lacked a sense of submission, it was easy to identify one thing, I couldn't put it away. I went to Cambridge for a few years, I wrote a big diary every day for three years, the wind and rain persisted, sometimes everyone went out to play, at night I had to go back to write the diary, everyone called me the diary girl, haha...” She laughed cheerfully, then calmed down in the car, ears, they both seemed to hear each other breathing.

After a while, Jia Ming seemed to react. “Hmm." Ahem turned his head and mumbled: “What about you, Jia Ming? ”

“Eh? ”

“You said you had something to say to me. ”

After that sentence, the car calmed down again.

……

……

For a long time, Jia Ming said, “I don't know what to say. ”

Yahan looked at him quietly on one side.

“I've been thinking about it for six months, and I've been thinking about it since I was ten years old, I've had three friends in the world, quiet, sandy, you, but... but...”

He hesitated for a few moments, the lights in the car flashed a few times, the electricity finally ran out, and then, after a long time, he bit his teeth and said: “But... I don't know what I can say... Anyway, some things are wrong, some things are not wrong, but even if it happened again, this is all I can do, I can't explain, I'm sorry... these things are really hard...”

After a long time in the dark, suddenly Yahan smiled softly: “That's enough, Jia Ming... if you explain a lot, I will be angry. ”

Eh?

“That's what I know about you, I don't care what anyone thinks, you always do what you think is right, you can even come to America to kill so many people, but you never defend yourself... I hate people who just want to defend themselves the most, because this is actually my fault, because...”

“Well, can I take that as a compliment? ”

In the darkness, Ahern's laughter flew away, a moment later, the voice was soft and low: “Because... Jiaming, I was jealous, I was jealous of Soul and Sha Sha, although they were also my good friends, but I was just jealous. Sometimes I remembered, I couldn't even eat my meal, I couldn't breathe, and I knew I was crying... for more than six months, actually, I was making unreasonable noise, but you've been relocating me...”

She took a breath of breath and the voice began to get cheerful: “These days I thought about my own affairs, suddenly I felt that women really can't be spoiled, as if you used to say that I was like a child, always bullying me, everywhere was unreasonable, I didn't dare to say a word, I could only be bullied to death by you...”

“How could I have?” Jiaming protested.

“Yes, who throws me on the floor every time I run to the office? Who took my couch? Who's always calling me an idiot? On Christmas Eve last year, I talked to you well, and you beat me up with a quilt on your back. You always kicked me in the ass and forced me to call your brother Ming..."

“Hey, that time I remember, you hit me first before I hit back, and you called me something. ”

“How can I scream if you didn't beat me...” Yahan whispered and then cleaned up his mood, “Anyway, when you were very bad, I was afraid of you. When you felt guilty and said good words to me, I felt right. If you scolded me at the time, maybe I would have been scared, and there wouldn't have been anything wrong for the past six months..."

This assertion is naturally a reasoned joke, and Yahan's heart was still intact. Unless she was taken back to be raised as * *, there would inevitably be a cold war for more than six months. Jia Ming nodded his lips. “Looks like I'm going to beat you up more in the future. I'm good at this...”

“How dare you! You have to be nice to me in the future, and in return for forgiving you, you have to be like... um...” she thought about it, "it has to be about the same as the sand for Jing Jing. ”

“So what are we now? ”

“Teachers and students. ”

“Isn't that your best friend? ”

“What do you want to be my friend?” At some point, Ahern's head leaned over gently and placed it on Jiaming's shoulder. Some ambiguous questions came out of her mouth. A moment later, she laughed, "Well, don't bother me, I'm going to sleep... can I borrow your shoulder? ”

“Whatever.” Home looked out the window at the darkness, and the car didn't come in front of or behind the road, "but it was really cold at night. Are you sure you want to sleep in the car? ”

Without answering his overly pragmatic question, Ahern merely laid his body in a more comfortable position. After a long time, it sounded like a faint and faint voice.

“I broke my heart... Jiaming...”

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It was supposed to be Jihad Day. I wrote it down yesterday, I wrote it again today, still not very satisfied. It's the Olympics today, but there's still a late cry:

Death to the couple!!!!

OVER. (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)