Fall [Requested]

Part 16

On the night of late autumn, Lu Xi Xiao took off the sweatshirt on his body, leaving only a short sleeve inside, and he made a gesture to let Zhou Wan put it on.

Zhou Wan glanced at the thin clothes on his body, shook her head, took a step back, and silently refused.

Lu Xi Xiao ignored her, pulled someone's arm closer, and directly put the sweatshirt into her, the action was too rude, and Zhou Wang's hair was messed up.

He simply pulled off her leather bands and used his fingers as combs to straighten her hair again.

"Hands." Lu Xi Xiao said softly.

Zhou Wan stretched her hand out of her sleeve.

The sweatshirt was so big that it could be used as a skirt on her, and her hands couldn't reach out.

It's like a child stealing adult clothes.

Lu Xi Xiao silently raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Zhou Wan followed him through several traffic lights, tears had already dried up on her face, and she ran a few steps in the last three seconds of the green light to Lu Xi Xiao's side.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

Lu Xi Xiao glanced sideways at her: "Only now do you think of asking it?"

"......"

He laughed: "I'm going to sell you."

"......"

The last bus of the night honked its horn past.

Lu Xi Xiao held Zhou Wan's wrist through the fabric of the sweatshirt.

Zhou Wan was stunned, lowered her eyes and looked at his hand, slender and bony, cold white skin, and obvious green tendons underneath.

He did this very naturally, without even looking at her, and continued to walk forward without any expression.

Sensing Zhou Wan's gaze, Lu Xi Xiao looked sideways, and then looked at her arm, he raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "It's too late to run."

"......"

I'm going to sell you.

It's too late to run.

Zhou Wan whispered, "I didn't want to run."

Lu Xi Xiao laughed and praised her: "Then you are quite bold."

"It's not worth selling me." Zhou Wan said.

Lu Xi Xiao looked her up and down, and nodded cooperatively: "Yes, little tablet, you can't sell it."

"......"

He said it too bluntly, his eyes were more explicit, and Zhou Wan lowered her head in shame.

Lu Xi Xiao pinched her excessively thin wrist: "Sell it when you are fattened. "

Zhou Wan followed Lu Xi Xiao and didn't know how many turns she had turned, how many traffic lights she had crossed, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles behind her, and there were no traffic lights even at the intersection.

Walking further, Zhou Wan heard the roar of the motorcycle engine.

The sound was familiar.

Zhou Wan thought for a few minutes and remembered where she had heard it, this was the voice in the background when Lu Xi Xiao called her yesterday.

He should come here often.

Finally, she came to a dilapidated community, and there was a supermarket of 20 square meters around the corner.