Chapter 27 The first time I saw someone drop a pen


Chapter 27 The first time I saw someone throwing a pen

On the roadside, facing the cool night wind like water, Bai Ye leaned lazily against the car, the collar of his crisp pure white shirt was slightly open, the sleeves were rolled up at the wrist, one hand was casually in his pocket, and the other The hand is holding a mobile phone.

On the screen, Yan Se's messages were sent overwhelmingly.

"..."

"Anyway, one sentence: Don't let me see you again. If I see you, I will definitely kill you!"

Until he saw the last sentence, he looked up at the tall building in front of him.

He was worried that the little girl would be hungry after returning home from the drinking party without eating, so in the more than an hour since Yan Se got off the bus, he never left.

Now it seems that the other party is full of energy.

He retracted his gaze, ran his fingertips across the screen, and read the message from her again.

"I'm not good at games, but my ability to curse has improved a lot."

"The next step, the little girl will definitely delete her friends."

After waiting for a few minutes, Bai Ye casually clicked a period and sent it. Sure enough, the WeChat interface prompted that he was no longer her friend.

"Chi."

He suddenly laughed, but his eyes were full of warm light.

"Run away after scolding."

Taking his phone back, he dusted off his shoulders, opened the door, sat down, and started the car. A series of movements were smooth and natural.

The car slowly entered the traffic flow, and then suddenly turned at the corner not far away and entered the underground garage.

Star Building has a total of eight districts. The first six districts are small duplex apartments, while districts seven and eight are spacious flat-floor apartments with two units on the first floor and attached sky gardens.

The location in District 8 is the best. You can see the most famous river view in Yucheng, the bright moon and stars, the misty fresh water and the vast clouds. Just this wonderful scenery can make a lot of people fight over it. Blood flow.

The place where Bai Ye lives is on the 27th floor of District 8.

His fingertips touched the golden carved door lock, and after hearing the familiar "beep" sound, the door was opened. Minimalist European style, bright and clear colors, high-end furniture, the entire 200-square-meter space is reasonably divided into a master bedroom, a second bedroom, a gym, a study room, a kitchen, and a living room...

Wearing slippers, Bai Ye squinted his eyes lazily, unbuttoned his shirt, and walked into the bedroom.

A few minutes later, the sound of rushing water sounded.

When he came out again, he had put on a dark blue bathrobe, and his hair had obviously been wiped casually twice. At a glance, it was still wet and dripping.

He walked directly to the study room without any pause in his broad steps. The crystal water droplets on his forehead flowed down the narrow eyebrows, bypassed the white collarbone, and finally disappeared into the bathrobe.

The layout of the study room is very simple. The first thing you see is a bookcase that takes up the entire wall. In front of the bookcase is a large dark gray blanket with a desk placed above it.

Bai Ye stood by the desk, his fingertips carelessly caressed the table, and finally... stopped on the pink pen.

At first glance...it's for girls.

The pen is very old. Perhaps because of the time, the pink paint on the pen has peeled off slightly, and the nib is also broken.

Picking up the pen, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and the image of the little girl lying obediently by the window three years ago appeared in his mind.

……

Still remember, it was a physical education class in the third year of high school...

He and his classmate Gan Feizhang were chatting about the math questions on the test paper and walked past the teaching building.

There was only a "pop" sound, the pink pen fell down, and the ink stained the ground.

Bai Ye frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then picked it up.

He had seen people drop books, homework, notebooks, and even love letters thrown to him from upstairs, but this was the first time he saw someone drop a pen.

(End of chapter)

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