I Have 108 Kinds Of Teasing Skills - Chapter 37

It was getting late and night was falling.

A curved moon hangs quietly over the treetops.

The neon lights are shining, the tall buildings are towering, and the traffic is dense and weaving. The night market in East Garden Road is open, with stalls from the south to the north, and the smell of barbecue and cumin in the air.

This old street is only lively at night every day, when the nearby residents gather around a table in twos and threes after work, guessing and drinking, laughing and chatting.

The owner of the barbecue stall came out of the store with two dozen beers and put them on the customer’s table.

“Thanks, boss!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, call me when you don’t have enough.”

The boss smiled and wiped the sweat off his head with the towel hanging around his neck, sweeping his eyes at the corner as he turned around.

There was a very young man sitting there, hooded black jacket, and wore a Nike baseball cap, the brim of the cap was low, could not see his face, could only see his white chin.

He was typing on his phone, tapping the screen with long, strong fingers, well-defined bones.

A glass of lemonade was placed in front of him.

This man always sits in the same place every time he comes, and doesn’t want anything but a glass of lemonade.

He leaves again at ten o’clock on time.

For a week in a row, if it is not known that there is no hidden treasure in the small store, the boss suspected that he was being watched.

–But thieves aren’t that good-looking, are they?

The young man may notice the boss’s eyes, put away the phone and look up.

Under the brim of the hat a pair of peach blossom eyes clear black and clear, like clean glass beads. The end of the eyes are slightly curved, anger is also three points of love, nose and lips thin. If you add a pair of glasses, it is definitely the look of a svengali scum in the movie.

But his face expression is very light, the fusion of the two temperaments, but out of some of the blasphemous sense of detachment.

The boss was looked at his heart a thud, the tension quickly disappeared, and somehow.

How can a person who is almost forty to fifty almost let a kid who looks like he is in his early twenties to bluff.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing.

…… This is gone?

The boss looked at the back of the man who quickly disappeared into the night, and then looked at the unfinished drinks on the table, and muttered to himself in confusion.

“It’s not yet ten o’clock, is it?”

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Du Shangyu came out of the Internet cafe, the others discussed eating barbecue, he was getting sleepy, just wanted to go back to the factory dormitory to sleep, did not follow along.

The auto repair shop is on Yihe Road, a distance from the East Garden Road, which is also an old street that is about to be deserted.

The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services.

The lights in the alley of the hutongs have not been repaired for a long time, poor contact, sometimes dark and sometimes bright, there are a few simply strike. The walls are peeling cement, red brick crevices covered with moss, the corner weeds withered, stepping on them rustling.

The night wind into the narrow alley, cold, blowing away a few drowsy sleep.

The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

He looked down to see the time, his pocket was empty, remembered that the phone in the Internet cafe was borrowed by Zhang Lei to call his girlfriend, forgot to return.

–This grandson, really not a little self-conscious.

Du Shangyu secretly spit a sentence, the quiet alley suddenly came the rustling of clothing friction.

He immediately turned around with a jolt.

No one was there.

The sluggish wind blew past his ears.

The heart suddenly fluttered, beating faster and faster. Du Shangyu swallowed his saliva and walked quickly forward.

Perhaps it was an illusion, he vaguely felt that someone was following him behind, silently.

Fortunately, not much time to go to the entrance of the alley, outside the street lights are bright, the street is empty, so people feel safe.

Du Shangyu out of the alley, a sigh of relief, but the heart of the stone is always hanging. He did not rest assured that he intended to look back again, suddenly froze.

There is a thin, tall young man standing not far from him outside the alley, leaning against the wall, one leg curled up, posture lazy and casual, seems to have waited for him for a long time.

Seeing that he noticed himself, the man stood up straight with his elbows propped up against the wall, and the dead tree branch he had picked up was carried in his right hand and knocked on the wall unhurriedly.

There was a light thud.

He casually threw the branch into the alley behind him and raised the brim of his hat, a face white and handsome in the light.

“Hi.” Fusheng curved the corners of his mouth, no smile, the bottom of his eyes sealed with the cold winter of December, but the tone of his voice is mild.

He said, “Long time no see.”

“……”

I thought I would have peace of mind when I got out of the alley, but Du Shangyu realized at this time that the danger was all hidden in the light.

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Xiao Fu blackened 99%