This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 255 Don't go after school (16)

   Zhu Zian and the others drank too much, and staggered to help them out.

   "Fifi..."

   Zhu Zian drank too much, hugged the fat man and kept calling Feifei.

   "When did you change your name?"

   Fatty shook his head: "No, not me. I wish you sober up bro!!"

   Chuzheng didn't ask any more questions after seeing this.

   Jicheng drank a lot, but he didn't look drunk at all.

   "Elementary school girl, I saw you using your mobile phone just now, come and add a WeChat!" Zhu Zian suddenly came over, not forgetting this.

  Chuzheng didn't log on WeChat, but people said so many times, she had to go to the next one on the spot.

   Zhu Zian scanned the code and left with the younger brothers satisfied.

   Chuzheng just wanted to put away the phone when Ji Cheng handed it over and scanned it.

   Jicheng put the phone back in his pocket after adding it, and said as if nothing happened: "Send you back."

   Chuzheng passed Jicheng's friend.

   "No, I'll take you off." Chuzheng's tone was very firm: "Where do you live?"

   Ji Cheng lowered his eyes and stared at Chuzheng: "Student Xu, I'm a boy anyway, what's the point of letting you send it?"

   How can a girl send a boy! !

"Where do you live?"

   The little girl's face was frozen, like a stubborn robot, she would not leave without asking his address.

   Jicheng finally said an address.

   Very close to the school.

   When she got there, Chuzheng found that it was in the neighborhood next to her.

   But the apartment she lives in is a bit more upscale. Jicheng is an old community from the past, and it doesn't even have a gate to the community.

"I have arrived."

   The street light on the trail was broken, and Ji Cheng was hidden in the shadows.

   "Well." Chuzheng glanced at the community: "Good night."

"……Good night."

   Chuzheng turned and left, Ji Cheng reached out and tried to pull her, but in the end, when he was about to touch her, his fingers clenched suddenly.

   "City City."

  The woman trotted over from the darkness and pulled Ji Cheng involuntarily.

   Jicheng's heart jumped twice, and he looked towards Chuzheng, but there was no one in sight. He was glad that Chuzheng had gone far.

   "Why did you come back at this time?"

   Jicheng shook off the woman's hand: "What are you doing here again?"

   "Chengcheng, how are you talking to your mother?" The woman was very hurt: "I'll see you..."

   "Are you out of money again?" Ji Cheng's tone contained anger.

  The woman seemed to be talking about the central thing, she froze for a few seconds, and then complained: "Chengcheng, you child, can't I come and see you?"

"Ah."

   Jicheng sneered.

   "Chengcheng..."

   "I have no money." Ji Cheng said stiffly.

  The woman pulled Ji Cheng and begged him: "Cheng Cheng, as long as you apologize to the Ji family, they will still let you go back. You are still the young master of the Ji family."

   "Apologize?" Ji Cheng laughed: "I stabbed Ji Bo twice, he will let me go? Did you know that you pushed your son into the fire pit?"

   "Chengcheng, can't you just go back and apologize to the Ji family? Your surname is Ji!! Ji Bo dare not do anything to you!"

   "You think I would like to be surnamed Ji?" Ji Cheng's voice gradually became gloomy: "I would rather never have the surname Ji!"

   Jicheng shook off the woman, took out a handful of money from his pocket, and threw it on her: "That's all I have."

   After he finished speaking, he strode upstairs.

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  Chuzheng didn't know which floor Jicheng lived on, so she could only find it layer by layer.

  This building is only on the seventh floor, Chuzheng glanced at the last floor and went up quietly.

  On the seventh floor, there are only two families. As soon as Chu Zheng turned around, he found a figure in the corner.

  The boy leaned against the wall, holding the folding knife in his hand, and the moonlight from outside fell in, hooking his outline on the wall of ashes.

  The young man was holding a cigarette, and the red light of the cigarette burned on and off.

  There are many cigarette butts on the ground, and the whole corridor is full of smoke smell.

  The boy's figure is lonely and cold, and it is unprovoked and heart-wrenching.

   Chuzheng stepped forward, the young man turned his head suddenly, the knife in his hand reflected a cold light, and flashed past Chuzheng's eyes.

  The boy was stunned for a moment, pinched the cigarette, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

   "Come here." Isn't that an obvious fact? I can still fly!

  "..." He was asking why she came here!

  Chuzheng stepped forward, took the knife from his hand and put it back in his pocket: "Who do you want to kill?"

  The boy's eyes were covered with the cold whiteness of the moonlight, and his tone was cold: "How do you know that I want to kill?"

   "Or would you kill a ghost with a knife?" You have a criminal record! She had checked it out. If a classmate hadn't stopped him, the eldest young master of the Ji family would have been stabbed to death by him.

   Jicheng was silent for a while, and said, "No one, it's just a habit."

   He was used to holding a knife when he was alone.

   Maybe this will make him feel a little more secure.

   Chuzheng met his gaze and looked into his eyes.

  The two stood in the cramped corridor and looked at each other silently.

   After an unknown amount of time, Chuzheng lowered his head and brought him snacks from the bag: "Eat something."

   "I have no appetite." Ji Cheng wanted to smoke, but he had already reached for the cigarette case, but he still didn't take it out.

   A sweet cookie pressed against his lips.

   Jicheng: "..."

  What is she doing!

   Jicheng was a little dazed, but because the biscuits tasted so good, he couldn't help chewing.

   Chuzheng continued to feed, and Jicheng's cheeks bulged slightly.

  Chuzheng felt that it was like raising a hamster, so he fed it faster.

   Jicheng really had no space in his mouth, so he turned away and refused Chuzheng to continue feeding.

   Chuzheng is a little dissatisfied, why don't you let me feed it!

   Wherever Jicheng was hiding, she moved there.

   Does she want to choke herself? ! !

   Ji Cheng was unable to speak, and was forced to do nothing, so he could only hold Chuzheng's hand, Chuzheng struggled, Ji Cheng had no choice but to move, wrapping around her waist, and pinning the person in his arms.

   Jicheng swallowed the biscuits and breathed a sigh of relief.

   But the posture of the two at this time is somewhat ambiguous.

   Jicheng raised the breath he had just let down.

   The girl's body is soft, completely different from her icy appearance.

   Jicheng's heart beat wildly.

   "I'm going... what are you doing standing in the corridor at night? Damn it, I'm scared to death."

   A sudden sound came from the direction of the stairs.

   Another resident returned.

   "Can't you hug me and go back to the house? Is it wrong to bully Lao Tzu without a girlfriend!"

   The other party seemed to be drinking, and he came over while talking, looking for a fault.

  The door of Jicheng's house was half-closed. He opened it and went in with Chuzheng in his arms. Before the person came over, he closed the door.

   "Damn, don't let Lao Tzu see you hugging and hugging in the corridor again, do you have any virtuous heart!"

   The people outside scolded for nearly a minute before the footsteps went away, and finally the door slammed shut, and the corridor became quiet.

   The room was not lighted.

   Jicheng leaned against the door, hugging Chuzheng.

   The poses of the two of them were even more ambiguous than before.

   The room was quieter than outside, and he could hear Chu Zheng's breathing, which landed on his skin lightly and numbly.

   Jicheng only felt that the place where Chuzheng was being pressed began to burn.

   The wine I drank just now seems to have stamina, and the whole person begins to feel dizzy.

   His mouth was dry.

   Reason let him let go of the man in his arms.

   However, his body froze, unable to move.

   (end of this chapter)