star shift

In 2010, Yancheng.

When Tang Liyan got off the train, the temperature in Yancheng was 38 degrees.

stuffy, damp.

The evening wind is always hot, and the sweat sticks to the clothes, which is sticky and uncomfortable.

Tang Liyan slung the thin coat he wore on the car over his shoulder with one hand, lit a cigarette with the other, and walked forward with his suitcase on his toes, following the signs to find his apartment building.

At this moment, it was completely dark, and the currents of the few remaining street lamps on the road were not stable, and they were ringing loudly.

While humming a ditty, Tang Liyan suddenly heard the laughter of a group of people from the alley in front of him, mixed with a few flirtatious words.

Not a good way to laugh.

Before Tang Liyan left Ningcheng, he was also immersed in the sensual scene, and he heard this kind of frivolous, straightforward, and lustful laughter a lot—mostly the way those noble sons and buddies laughed at beautiful things.

The men and women in the luxurious world are not human beings, they are more like containers soaked in wine, filled with the desire to conquer and sex, and make deals with the devil with their skins.

Therefore, if it was in Ningcheng, at one o'clock in the morning, a certain drunkard was molested by a group of people in an alley, which would not surprise Tang Liyan.

But after all, it was his first time to come to Yancheng, and he still had a transfer letter for the next day in his bag.

Gritting his teeth, Tang Liyan got into the alley.

In fact, it is easy to find, the alley is straight, and you can see the end at a glance.

A few people wearing ripped jeans and dyed yellow-green-green hair gathered there, blocking one person at the end of the alley.

The crowd was so dense that the face could not be seen clearly.

As they got closer, their laughter became harsher, with a wretched and frivolous ending.

"What do you want to do? I know you have been free for a long time, and I will feed you, hahaha——"

Through the gap, Tang Liyan could see a pair of long legs moving. The man seemed to be forced to stick against the wall.

Tang Liyan was about to go forward to check the situation. At this moment, the crowd dispersed a little, and the faces of the people who were blocked appeared in front of Tang Liyan so unexpectedly.

It was a man, which Tang Liyan didn't expect—after all, before he came to Yancheng, he had heard people say that the place is surrounded by mountains, the transportation is inconvenient, and the folk customs are very conservative.

And this man, just leaning like that, with his hands idly stuck to the wall, a thin cigarette held in his bony forefinger, and the other fingertips tapping rhythm at will.

Red hollow top, black tight shorts, narrow waist and straight shoulders, leaning against the blue brick-colored low wall.

It is a face with no heavy edges and corners but clear curves, without any modification, only the corners of the eyes and lips are blush.

He lowered his head halfway, his middle-length curly hair hanging down, and the shadow covered half of his face.

It seems that he was not forced to a corner, but just came to this corner by chance, found a place with good light, and smoked a cigarette.

"What are you looking at, do you want it?" The boy in the ripped clothes whistled at people.

The man who was molested seemed unable to hear these words, and stared at the gangsters, his eyes sparkling, like a deer strayed into a pack of wolves.

A yellow-haired man suddenly unzipped his trousers as he spoke, and pushed his crotch twice suggestively, "You're hungry, don't worry~"

A group of people burst into laughter, some pulled the man's shirt, some scratched his chin, and some stretched their hands into his shorts.

Tang Liyan quickly walked a few steps towards the end of the alley, cursing secretly in his heart.

The blocked man frowned, turned his face to one side, and turned his body slightly.

But this frown is only a momentary thing, and there is always a smile on his face-the corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and occasionally his nose will move, and he doesn't know whether it is ridicule or helplessness.

"I advise you not to get too close."

The man suddenly opened his mouth, raised his hand, stared at the yellow hair, and shook his finger at him, "Otherwise, there is no medicine for regret."

For some reason, as soon as this sentence came out, the crowd dispersed like this.

Only then did Tang Liyan see clearly that the man was holding a small dagger in his hand, glowing coldly under the street lamp.

The reflection flashed across the man's face.The man slowly raised the knife and drew circles in the air, as if his hand was just another cigarette.

Still smiling mockingly, Han Han stared at the group of people, and made a "run faster" mouth.

These people were actually high school students, and they were stunned for a second, looking at each other in blank dismay.

At this time, a bold man suddenly shouted: "What are you afraid of, we have so many people! Take his knife!"

Seeing that everyone was going to rush forward again, Tang Liyan yelled: "Hey! What are you doing!"

Then he kicked the suitcase a few meters away.The box rolled into the crowd and scattered them.

Tang Liyan spat out the cigarette butt, walked slowly from the darkness to the street lamp at the end of the alley, and stomped on the cigarette butt.

Seeing the group of people stunned in place, he took out a wallet and gestured to the dumbfounded young people, "Police, handle the case."

A group of people ran away immediately, almost bumping into each other as they scattered.

"What kind of policeman is this? I haven't seen it before. My dad said that someone came from Ningcheng. Could it be him?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if it's true, he can't be provoked. They say that his family is tough. Is it a panic to burn money? You have to run to us, you are sick!"

"Whoever it is, just leave. If it's fake, we'll call the police tomorrow! It's not too late for a hero to take revenge."

"Fuck, what a fucking disappointment! Pei San'er really slept in half of China, even Ningcheng was covered?"

When the figure disappeared into the alley, there were still intermittent voices coming.

Tang Liyan shook his head, thinking to himself, if this was my violent temper in Ningcheng, all of you would lose your arms and legs by now.

After the suitcase hit the wall, it rolled back.Hold it down with both hands, and let it stop firmly beside you.

The lines of the wrist bones are smooth.Around the thin wrist, there is a tattoo in the shape of a red star.

The focus of Tang Liyan's eyes moved from this hand all the way, from bottom to top.

First, the translucent red cuffs stick to the skin.

To the thin shoulders, was torn to expose the small half.

Then the lipstick smudged the lips slightly, as if they had just been kissed passionately.

Then to the slightly red earlobe.

There is also a small mole on the side of the nose.

And finally... the eyes filled with street lamps and night.

Hold.

Tang Liyan's Adam's apple moved and he coughed.

"Wandering around alone at night, are you so assured of the security situation?" Tang Liyan withdrew his gaze, and raised his chin at the man, "What's his name?"

The man has been staring at Tang Liyan since he appeared, until he was questioned, he retracted his eyes in a panic, and smoothed the curly hair in front of his forehead with his hand to hide his bewilderment.

"Thank you - my name is Pei Shan."