Lingchou had never been afraid of anything in her life. He survived the hail of bullets, mutated creatures, and drug dealers from the Golden Triangle chased him for eighteen streets, and he was the one who pushed him to the ground in the end.
Until that rainy day when he wrote a ticket next to a car.
The window was rolled down, and a man with slightly long hair was sitting in the car. His eyes were cold, and the first thing he said was: "In a hurry."
Lingchou was stunned for a moment.
Not being cold.
He thought: This guy is so damn good-looking.
He glanced down at his driver's license. When you thank me. National Academy of Sciences. He went to college at the age of fourteen and graduated with a postdoctoral degree at the age of twenty.
"You broke the law." Lingchou said.
"Punishment."
"No penalty." Lingchou accepted the ticket, "You owe me a favor."
Qing thanked him and looked at him for two seconds, then closed the car window and left. Water splashed all over Lingchou's pants.
Later they met a second, third, and fourth time.
Everyone said that Qing Xie was an alien.
Only Lingchou said: "You are quite normal in my eyes."
That's it.
A long time later, Qing Xie stood on the grass in the Alps, looked down at the bracelet on her wrist, and curled her lips.
He has a very pretty smile, but it's a pity that Lingchou hasn't seen it yet.
He Shuangjie
Purpose: In the apocalypse, love is the only way out
