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Micro workplace | Single-minded and paranoid | Daily flow | Imperfect personality
Pseudo-cool, twisting the tongue
01
After five years of separation, Liang Weixing never expected that he and Ling Zhun would meet at the police station.
She was soaked and miserable. He braved the wind and rain to come here for another girl, and when he glanced at her, he was no different from looking at a stranger.
She thought that they were indeed strangers now.
Liang Weixing originally thought it was just a chance encounter, but Liang Weixing didn't expect that the two of them would be tied together again because of work.
In front of others, she was extremely polite and courteous to him.
When someone curiously asked about their relationship, she just replied "not familiar".
She said "unfamiliar", and that night, her door was pushed open forcefully, and her wrist was lifted up and pressed against the wall.
The man's dangerous breath hit her ears:
"Not familiar? What's not familiar with you about me?"
"Say these two words, Liang Weixing, are you looking for death?"
His voice sounded like he was really going to kill her.
Liang Weixing was convinced again that he hated her.
In the darkness, she didn't notice his red eyes.
02
Some people are born with everything. Ling Zhun is born in the clouds. He is proud, free and uninhibited.
Love is a bondage for him, and so is his lover.
But Liang Weixing became his only exception.
At the age of nineteen, he wanted to write her name into the household registration book.
At the age of twenty-one, he took the ring and asked her if she wanted to marry.
It ended with her breaking up.
His lover, abandoning him is like abandoning a dog.
So insignificant, as it should be.
Later at the wine party, someone had the courage to ask him if he had not forgotten his ex-girlfriend Liang Weixing after being single for so many years.
In the dimly lit box, Ling Zhun dusted off his cigarette ashes, not even bothering to raise his eyelids, and asked nonchalantly: "Liang Weixing? Who is it?"
No one knows that on that hot summer night, the boy's heartbeat was beating violently, and he kissed the girl in his arms and said:
"I am yours, Liang Weixing."
"If you dare to betray me, you will be dead."
Small Theater
It snowed in early winter.
Liang Weixing was lying on the window sill in a pair of silk pajamas, watching the snow, with his body wrapped in a bath towel close behind him.
When the water glass was brought to her lips, he kissed the red mark on the side of her neck.
She trembled slightly and tried to hide, asking him to let her rest for a while.
Ling Zhun held her waist and brought her into his arms, his breath burning the tips of her ears: "You promised to reward me, not even a second less."
Demining:
There will be special affectionate titles. If you don't like to see the sunny and sensitive female protagonist, don't enter. If you don't like to see the male protagonist die, don't enter.
Double c 1v1
The copy was modified on 2025.12.12 (Screenshot taken)
Preview of the next book: "Secret Love Starts with Lying"
Min En's first impression of Xiang Xunwen was that he was a regular on the school's honor list and a proud man of heaven.
This impression didn't last long, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a criminal who climbed over the wall and wielded a knife.
Not to mention, she had to call him "Brother Xunwen".
The bitter enemy turned into a fake childhood sweetheart. As sweet as she called him in front of others, she was far away from him behind the scenes.
Getting off his bike was faster than a wolf chasing him.
Xiang Yuwen also ignored her.
She was what he called a strange neighbor, a coward, a trouble that had to be taken care of.
The billiards parlor was more competitive than playing ball. He won her pocket money without any mercy, and it was no use asking him to let her go.
The classmates around him said that although Xiang Yanwen had a handsome face, he was very impersonal and no one loved birds.
Min En was convinced.
But the mountain was closed due to heavy rain during the summer vacation, and he was the one who carried her down the mountain.
Later, she and her friends sat on the roadside eating shaved ice and talked about how old they were to get married.
That night, there was a power outage in the streets.
Min En pressed the lighter and looked for a flashlight.
The fire ignited, and Xiang Yuwen appeared at some unknown time, leaning against the door frame and looking at her.
The small flame jumped and jumped, and the light was too dark, so his expression was difficult to see clearly.
Min En patted his chest: "Why didn't you make any noise when you came in?"
He answered the question unreasonably: "Can I not get married?"
She was stunned, the lighter burned her hand, and she dropped to the ground.
Becomes invisible all around.
Min En fumbled for a lighter and joked back: "Brother, who will support me if I don't get married?"
In the darkness, his hand pressed on the back of her hand.
It was so hot that she wanted to run away.
Xiang Xuwen's voice was gloomy, much less calm than usual:
"Me."
Double c, don't enter if there are many thunder spots.
Intention: Love speaks before hate
