Jiang Yicheng is sensible, polite and good-tempered. Cheng Qui thinks so, Jing Qingling thinks so too, everyone thinks so.
So, what's going on when the two of them get a call at two o'clock in the middle of the night and go to the police station to collect someone?
"That man sexually harassed me." Jiang Yicheng sat on a stool and looked at the police.
The man nodded hurriedly and admitted, his face was bruised and miserable.
Surveillance footage showed a man walking on the path next to the experimental building of Nanqing University.
A woman suddenly appeared on the screen, which was okay, but the most important thing was that she had a chainsaw.
The chainsaw flashed, and the man turned around in fright and ran away. The woman chased after him, punched and kicked him after he stumbled.
Finally she took the man all the way to the police station.
Is this him harassing you? Also, this chainsaw probably belongs to the drama club.
Jing Qingling didn't understand, but was shocked. She held Chengqian's shoulders, laughed so hard that she couldn't stand upright, and joked: "Your little daughter-in-law is good, she can be both literary and martial, calm and impetuous. Maybe she can even cosplay with you when she gets home."
Cheng Qui couldn't laugh, so she glared at her with a downcast expression. Jing Qingling heard her say one word - get out.
Jiang Yicheng's Baidu Encyclopedia browsing history the night before:
Question: How does a girl scare a naughty boy?
Answer: If you chase him with a chainsaw, the ghost will run away.
——Cheng Qui actually wanted to laugh, if the two protagonists in this scene were not Jiang Yicheng and the male student who took revenge on her.
Just like the winter night five years ago, white snow fell on the dim umbrella. When the cold wind blew by, it was smeared in the hair, and the girl's eyebrows were dyed brightly. The light from the street lamp reflected the snow spots on the umbrella. The girl looked back and saw her, with a smile on her eyebrows. Under the umbrella with the wind and snow whistling by, she softly called her: "Cheng Xiaonian."
Cheng: I want to be with you all the time. When you are sad, when others ask you not to cry, I want to hold you in my arms and let you cry as much as you want.
I am also sick - I have feelings and desires, I miss others and I am not afraid of haze, and I am not afraid of disasters.
Quilt - resentment, different coffins after death, luckily, the same "quilt" during life.
Gentle and protective, contrasting cuteness and cuteness
Mission: Not afraid of haze, not afraid of disasters
