Star-Crossed Lovers: The Ex-Convict and the White Rabbit

A neighbor.

Lu Yin's ears are like a layer of glass cover, these four words have no weight, far away and unreal. She tried to look in that direction, the bright body reflected the strong light, and the shaking people couldn't open their eyes.

The rear seat windows slowly rose, and the color of the glass was too mysterious and depressing. He bowed to the co-pilot, the window was open, handed a cigar in the back, and handed the fire again. He leaned back slightly to meet, and after a few seconds, leaned back on the back of the chair.

The cigar was a few times thicker than a cigarette. He held it between his thumb and index finger. His remaining fingers curled slightly, and he exhaled. He tilted his head and avoided the dense fog.

Lu Yin didn't move, just stared at the ground, his eyes moved up inch by inch, and finally landed on him. The scar on his forehead was unscathed in the sun, his short stiff hair was black and thick, and the profile of his side face was deep and three-dimensional. It was clearly the same face, but it made her a little unfamiliar.

It didn't take long for the engine to sound and the convoy to leave. From beginning to end, he stared at the front without looking back at her.

Lu Yin's heart was empty, for a second, she hoped to get a response, a look or a smile, even if it proved nothing.

The car merged into the main road, Lu Qiang pinched the cigar, and put his arm out of the window. A ray of green smoke was blown away by the wind, and Mars landed on the back of his hand. He shook his hand, and the thick skin and flesh felt no pain.

Lu Qiang leaned his head against the back of the chair, and outsiders seemed lazy, but his eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at the rearview mirror to see the woman with her head down and listless.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and her shadow in the mirror shrank back and forth until it fell to a black dot.

Behind the sound of the lighter, Lu Qiang withdrew his gaze.

Qiu Zhen gave him one after finishing the order, opened the window on his side, and his hand also fell outside the window.

Lu Qiang raised his eyes and looked at the endoscope. His hair was long, covering his right eyebrow peak. His hair was blown back by the wind, and he immediately smashed the cover. Lu Qiang stared at him for a few seconds and hit his eyes. The end of his eyes was slightly longer, the pupils were black, and his single eyelids were somewhat similar to him, but there were fewer years of vicissitudes and deposits.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Qiu Zhen said: "Brother Qiang, come out later."

Lu Qiang said: "It's been half a year."

Qiu Zhen's arms supported the back of the front chair, and his physique was comparable to that of Lu Qiang.

He said: "I have stayed abroad all these years. I heard from my dad that you came out a few days ago. You will not go back to the nest meeting and you will not be able to get in touch. The plane you just got off the day before yesterday, don't mind if you come now."

"Do not mind." Lu Qiang stared at the rearview mirror and smiled, "Xiao Zhen, getting stronger and stronger."

Qiu Zhen said: "Eat anything from the Yankee, you can make up the supplement."

"Don't leave this time?"

Qiu Zhen glanced at the side: "It depends on how my dad arranges."

Qiu Shizu sneered: "Looking at your performance, if you are not doing your business all the time, if you are fooling around with a bunch of men, women and women, you will be taken out."

Qiu Zhen frowned secretly, ah, agreed, and asked Lu Qiang at random: "Brother Qiang, who was the person who just stood next to you?"

Lu Qiang flicked his ash fingers and looked at the endoscope suddenly. His eyes were full of interest and his eyes were bright. In the end he was a few years younger and he did not know how to converge and disguise. One eye was enough to expose himself. In the past six years, he has not changed at all.

Lu Qiang was cold-eyed: "Neighbors in the community."

"Unfamiliar?"

"Unfamiliar."

"Then you help me...I fuck..." He muttered a low curse, covering his head: "What are you doing with me!"

Qiu Shizu said cruelly: "The old problems have been committed again, don't you remember if you have suffered a loss?"

"Don't you always mention those bad things? I'm tired of listening," Qiu Zhen was upset, and didn't dare to hit him clearly, only muttering: "I didn't ask anything."

Quiet all the way.

The car was parked in the underground parking lot of the'Chaohui'. Lu Qiang followed Qiu Shizu on the elevator. It was not during business hours. The place was empty, and several cleaners cleaned up the garbage produced last night.

In the air, the drunken breath of tobacco, alcohol and perfume has not dissipated.

Qiu Shizu took the lead in the front, waved his hand backwards, and immediately someone cleared the place.

At the center of the hall is the dance floor. It bypasses the side. There is a long corridor with an elevator at the end of the corridor. From there, it can reach the eighteenth floor.

There was a mess of footsteps, leather shoes were walking on the ground, and the crystal chandelier above the head radiated a bright light. The inner walls wrapped in glaze and metal were luxurious and the entire lobby was magnificent.

Lu Qiang followed everyone and raised his eyes. This used to be his chassis. The decoration was renovated and he hardly knew it. In six years, I haven't stepped on my footsteps.

Sitting in a wide place, Qiu Shizu leaned his legs against the back of the chair. Someone was passing smoke and fire next to him. He lit and looked at Lu Qiang.

Lu Qiang also wore security pants and undershirts, and those old shoes were on his feet. When he came out anxiously, he did not wear a coat.

Qiu Shizu swept up and down: "Is it cold? I'll find someone to change your clothes first?"

"No," Lu Qiang leaned his knees forward: "Old Qiu, I will have to leave after a while, and there is no leave over there."

His pair of elite old eyes looked at him through the lens and sneered: "This nest will be yours, where else?"

Lu Qiang bowed his head and smiled.

Qiu Shizu said, "A Sheng troubled you last night?" He said nothing, and he said, "He used to love you, and he was not as good as you, and he was not convinced. You are not in these years. I, seeing you come out, are afraid to threaten your status, and then impulsively do the bastard."

Lu Qiang said: "No blame him."

"I pulled him with a whip, and I'm still kneeling behind."

Lu Qiang said with a smile: "It is not necessary, old Qiu, don't be mad."

Qiu Shizu smoked two cigarettes and smashed it in the ashtray before saying: "Last meeting was too hurried, the newly opened entertainment. The city is finishing up and entering the equipment, not taking care of you..." He paused, "Having enough time for you in half a year I'm panting. I need people now. Besides, I have plans to let Xiao Zhen take over, and I need support."

Qiu Zhen sat next to him and added a sentence: "Brother Qiang, come back and help me. I have believed in you for so many years together."

Lu Qiang bowed his head, and remained silent for a long time.

Qiu Shizu looked at him, not long after, frowned: "You took Xiao Zhen to the new place," he paused, "...it's absolutely clean over there. If you think about it, it's up to you to take care of the things behind the nest meeting, A Sheng Only responsible for business."

Lu Qiang touched his forehead with his hand and still did not speak.

"Hadron," Qiu Shizu leaned back in his chair and lowered his tone: "When did it become such a mother-in-law, it's so hard to nod, how powerful was it before?"

Lu Qiang rubbed his hands and raised his head only a few seconds later: "Old Qiu, you still have to remember Hadron is enough, but I can't take it anymore."

"reason."

Lu Qiang said: "I went to the Public Security Bureau last night and almost couldn't get my legs back softly. I didn't dare to mention A Sheng's thing. I was afraid to cause trouble and I would go in again..." He asked for a cigarette beside him After taking a few mouthfuls, he said calmly: "In these years, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, they have a nightmare like a mother, and now they come out, and they are also worried, you ask me about my courage, I was already killed by the gang It’s polished. It’s a rinsing place. Not only was it washed, but also the flesh was washed away, and the ambition was washed away together...”

He smoked: "I can't help Xiao Zhen, now I have a stinky skin sac left to deal with alive."

After a long silence, Qiu Shizu sighed: "blame me..."

Lu Qiang said: "Without you there would be no strong sons, this kindness will never be forgotten in my life."

***

Lu Qiang didn't let Qiu Shizu send a car, he found the nearest bus stop.

Someone called him behind. Lu Qiang turned his head and Qiu Zhen chased him out: "Brother Qiang..." He jogged across the road, "Send you."

He pointed to the stop sign: "No, the bus is very convenient."

Qiu Zhen turned over his pocket and gave him a cigarette. "I haven't seen it for six years. I'll get back to find some time to gather."

Lu Qiang smoked a cigarette and did not answer positively: "Xiao Zhen, entertainment. The city does a good job. After all, it has stayed in the foreign country, and the ink in his stomach is much older than ours. We learn to use business."

Qiu Zhen sincerely said: "Without experience, strong brother, I think you can come back."

Lu Qiang said: "Experience is all boiled out," patted his shoulder: "You can do it with time."

He opened his mouth, and Lu Qiang glanced away: "I'll go first, the car is here."

Regardless of his dissuasion, Qiang Lu lifted his legs into the car.

At noon the temperature rose, the car was a little sultry, and there was a thin layer of sweat, immersed in the burning pain of the back wound, Lu Qiang's expression was still nowhere to be seen, holding the pull ring with one hand, and pulling the back of the hem with the other hand, fanning two under.

Back at the sentry box, Tan Wei had already left, leaving a note on the table, Lu Qiang glanced at the group, and the group threw it into the trash can.

Genzi came here in the morning, but half of the figure didn't see it. In the evening, people who knew him at the nest meeting said this. The job at hand was gone, and he immediately ran again.

At the time of shift change, Lu Qiang finished the handover and sat on the bench with Genzi. Old Li Ai was lively, and had seen him a few times. He chatted with the two outside the station before returning to the house to make tea.

Genzi glanced at the sentry box and asked anxiously, "Brother, how are you? Chen Sheng is in trouble with you? I heard that I went to Lao Qiu today?"

Lu Qiang yelled, "You have good information."

Genzi was scratching his head in embarrassment: "Are you hurt?"

Lu Qiang glanced at him, without concealing, he directly lifted his clothes to show him.

Genzi took a breath, and excited, as if hurting himself, it also hurt.

"Brother, we have to get some medicine for this injury."

Lu Qiang said: "Don't make a fuss, no bleeding, no skin, what kind of medicine."

"The medicine can be cured quickly. It will have to be swollen tomorrow. The weather is still hot. If it becomes inflamed and purulent, the one who suffers from it will still be myself."

He thought for a while: "... mother's trouble."

Lu Qiang just got up and was suddenly blocked by the figure in front of him. He looked down, a soft and greasy body drilled straight to his chest, and the scent of perfume rushed.

A woman in a tight skirt only hugged her hips. In October, she wore only a flesh-colored stocking underneath. Her red lips were bright and dripping, and her long wavy hair covered half of her forehead.

It was a long time ago that I complained to the woman who set fire to the roof.

The woman's surname is Zhang.

Lu Qiang held his arm away and mocked, "Miss Zhang, is your body uncomfortable?"

The surname Zhang was stunned. "No."

"Then speak straight."

"Nasty." She squeezed her throat and left Lu Qiang's arm, pulling down the skirt: "Is there my courier?"

Lu Qiang said: "It's time to change shifts, and ask Lao Li to go inside."

"You do not know?"

"do not know."

"You're a security guard, it's really incompetent." He took a finger to draw Xia Luqiang's chest and smiled charmingly.

She stepped on the high heels, twisted her hips and went to the police box. Without taking a few steps, she turned her head and said, "Eh! The water from my water valve is too small.

Lu Qiang glanced at her.

She raised her eyebrows: "Just gate 8, the fourth floor."

Lu Qiang lifted his chin: "Lao Li is doing this."

He walked out of the door, looking at the woman's back, and he hurried over after a long time.

He whispered softly: "Brother, you refused this?"

"You want to go?"

"No," Genzi glanced at him: "You weren't like this before!"

"Where was it before?"

Genzi smiled, raised his eyebrows frivolously.

Lu Qiang attacked him aggressively: "Cub."

...

The gate of the community is used to pass a private car, and the small door next to the door is not wide. It is barely for two people to pass by.

Lu Qiang walked in front, paused at the door, gave way to the outside, waited a few seconds, and someone else passed, this time he did not give way.

The people on the opposite side were blocked, and the footsteps stopped.

Lu Yin raised his head and saw that he was standing in front of him in good condition, his eyes lit up, his heart hanging suddenly for a day fell, looked at this face, and inexplicably angry, opened his mouth, just about to speak, and saw another one after him The plastic bag in his hand was unconsciously carried behind his back, and he held back the words.

Lu Yin moved a step to the right, trying to bypass him, and Lu Qiang stepped to block it. She bit her lip and walked to the left again, bumping into his chest at once.

She looked at him sheepishly.

Lu Qiang bent his lips: "Miss, where do you go?"

Lu Yin's eyes narrowed: "Left."

Lu Qiang did not give way, she could not, she had to go to the right, did not expect him to take a step forward, unexpectedly hug her full of arms.

The laughter above his head was abominable: "Whether it is right or left?"

Lu Yin pinched him secretly, his entire face flushed.

After holding for a few seconds, someone was behind, Lu Qiang let go of her hand, no longer teased her, and leaned over and let her go.

At the moment of rubbing, Lu Yin hit him with his elbow: "Nasty."

Lu Qiang's head was numb, and the two words said that the voice was just vulgar and cheap. She said it. With some complaints and a little spoiledness, he responded almost immediately.

She walked back more than a dozen meters, and Lu Qiang drew back her gaze, feeling that her body was hot and the wound was faintly painful again.

Genzi is stupid: "Brother, did you tease someone?"

Lu Qiang said: "In the future you have to call your sister-in-law."

Genzi was dumbfounded: "Fucked?"

Lu Qiang Songsong pants, "Any opinions?"

"Not like," he muttered: "That's obviously a serious woman, you don't know it."

"Fuck," Lu Qiang slapped his head: "Isn't it serious?"

"Hey...it doesn't mean that."

Lu Qiang said: "That's a small mouse. It's so timid, so don't worry, you have to take it slowly."

Genzi hasn't recovered yet, and listened to him again: "You go back today. Brother has time to invite you to drink."

"...Then not going to the hospital?"

Lu Qiang looked at the back of the distance and saw clearly what she was carrying in her hand: "I don't need it."

***

Less than two minutes after Lu Yin arrived home, as soon as she changed clothes, someone knocked on the door.

Sighing in her heart, she ignored it, and finally opened the door.

Lu Yin turned and entered the house, Lu Qiang closed the door and hugged him behind him. With her feet off the ground, she kicked a few times in the air, and a slippers was thrown onto the coffee table.

Lu Qiang caught her by chewing on her neck, but Lu Yin struggled, but couldn't resist his strength. The bite turned into a soft kiss, her nose was thick, and the ambiguous breath in the air became more and more intense.

It wasn't dark yet, the lights were on, the curtains weren't pulled, and they entangled each other to see clearly.

Lu Yin's heart thumped, his face turned into a red tomato, and he hurried back and pinched him on the waist.

Lu Qiang excited, threw her away, sinking in breath, pointing at her: "Then touch the waist of Lao Tzu again and kill you next time."

Fa ruo said, but gently rubbed her hair, took the slippers on the coffee table, and squatted down: "Lift your feet."

Lu Yin leaned on his shoulders and put on his shoes. He got up and she took a half step back.

The impulse passed, and Lu Qiang was not so dangerous. He turned and saw that the plastic bag was thrown next to the sofa, and there was a big bag. He hooked the corner of his lower lip and opened it on the sofa.

"Buy for me?"

Lu Yin's mouth is hard: "Just the way."

She was injured and didn't want to tell her. When she was hit in the morning, she didn't hide it.

He ripped off his undershirt, "Come and help me get medicine."

Lu Yin was shocked to see his naked upper body, though prepared.

She came back late today, passing the pharmacy on the way, knowing that the relationship between them was not as good as buying him medicine, but at the first glance, the injury on his body could never be light, hesitated again and again, and walked in.

The salesperson asked her what to buy.

For a long time, she couldn't describe the specific symptoms, and finally, Zero Zero bought a bunch of them back.

Lu Qiang screamed softly: "Come here, what are you thinking about standing silly?"

In the past, Lu Yin took the cotton ball from his hand, and Lu Qiang unscrewed a bottle of potion, "sterilize first."

He leaned back on the sofa and stared at the woman in front of him.

Lu Yin squeezed the cotton ball tightly, and started somewhere. The chest in front of him undulated slightly, and a dark blood purlin on the right pectoral muscle lay down beside the dragon's mouth. Green eyes and bloodthirsty corners of the mouth make people creepy.

She refused to reach out, Lu Qiang saw her thoughts, pinched the little hand, and slowly covered the giant faucet. He felt her shrink and dodge, and the hand in his palm stretched a little, shaking slightly. .

He looked at her eyes: "Afraid?"

Lu Yin pursed her lips.

He smiled politely: "A tattoo is afraid of anything," Lu Qiang took off the cotton ball in her hand, and took her hand to caress her chest, said hypnotically: "Touch it, it recognizes people, looks fierce, actually very Obedient...especially for my Lu Qiang woman."

Lu Yin couldn't help but glance at him, he took her fingers across every line. The skin under the fingers is hard and full, but with a hot heat.

She curled up her fingers, Lu Qiang held her back, and pressed it all the way up, her heartbeat under her palm was particularly strong.

"It's not as terrible as you think, and there is nothing to talk about. When I was young, I was fooling around and playing with patterns... I used to do this at that time, with all patterns and patterns..." He smiled and leaned in her ears: " There are still people tattooing on the second child, I was encouraged at that time, almost tattooed...

Lu Yin reacted for a few seconds before he realized what he meant, and a burst of blood rushed up his mind.

Lu Qiang clasped her back and buckled on her chest: "Do you want to kiss, close to it?"

Lu Yin was shocked and raised his hand to push his chest, but he hadn't worked hard yet. He had already let go and turned out to be teasing her.

Lu Yin gasped and gasped, pulling hard, Lu Qiang laughed, and the haze was swept away completely.

Lu Yin wasn't too scared at this moment. He grabbed the cotton ball from his hands: "Can't wipe it yet."

"Wipe." Lu Qiang refrained from laughing and sat down and wiped her.

The room was speechless for a moment, surprisingly quiet.

He didn't say anything during the whole process, but Lu Yin couldn't help but touch his brow.

After finishing the front, Lu Qiang turned over and lay on the sofa. The trace on the back was heavier than the front, and Lu Yin shook his hand.

After a long time, she asked: "How did you get this injury?"

Lu Qiang closed his eyes and understated: "I met a few gangsters last night, but I didn't pay for it."

Lu Yin pursed her lower lip: "What about the gang this morning?"

"Former customer."

"What did you do before?"

"Do business."

Without a truth, Lu Yin didn't believe it at all.

Silent for a long time: "How can business be locked in?"

This is the second time she asked him.

Lu Qiangzhuo suddenly opened her eyes, she moved, he got up, Lu Yin was still sitting on the sofa, he bent her legs and hugged her in front of her.

"Yin Yin," he called her: "That's the past. I can't give you the explanation you want. I used to do bad things in the past. Now I want to be an ordinary person," he stroked her hair. " You are the first person I really want, and we are good, and Lu Qiang gives you all the good things. Is this enough?"

Lu Yin lowered her eyelids: "I just think that we are not suitable... Actually, should we calmly think about it..."

After being completely silent, Lu Qiang looked at her for a long while and provoked her chin: "It can be seen that you care about me a little bit."

Lu Yin's breath was stagnation and his eyes flickered.

Lu Qiang shook his finger: "Answer me?"

Lu Yin dared not look into his eyes.

He said softly: "Right?"

Lu Yin finally nodded gently.

Lu Qiang touched her forehead with her lips: "What I just said, I thought you hadn't said it."

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