At 3:50 in the afternoon, Ye Minglang gave a lecture to art students in the school's comprehensive lecture hall.
The content was about antique appraisal and collection.
It didn't sound interesting to me, but I still stood conscientiously in the background in preparation for Ye Da's lecture.
The young master calls from time to time.
At the end of the class, nothing unexpected happened.
The students had probably never seen such a young and handsome collector and businessman like Ye Minglang.
They all crowded around him and asked for his autograph.
When I was overwhelmed and overwhelmed, several big men in black emerged and separated the crowd to escort us away. go out.
The air outside was fresh.
I took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from my forehead.
Ye Minglang handed me a checkered handkerchief.
I shook my head: "No, I'll just wipe it with my hands."
My refusal was ignored by him, and he just threw the handkerchief in my face and slipped it into his hand.
The moment his eyes were covered, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and then wiped them quietly with a handkerchief.
"You have been prepared for a long time."
Three meters away, the bodyguards stopped and stood there.
Most students were full of admiration but did not dare to approach.
Ye Minglang snorted from his nose: "Who am I, young master?
Do you think everyone is like you, thinking in a single line?"
Why are you always hurting me?
I sighed silently, thinking that I wouldn't last long in this job.
I'm not a masochist.
I should find time to tell Mingzhu that I should leave early.
"There is still a dinner party in the evening, and then we can go back.
The flight has been booked, and the flight is at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."
I took my phone and looked at the itinerary records inside.
Ye Minglang took out his pocket watch from his shirt pocket and clicked it.
He was dressed in a retro style.
He was good-looking and looked good in his movements, which made the little girls gasp.
I can't move my eyes away.
"You don't have to go to the dinner tonight."
"Oh," I reacted.
If I don't go to the dinner, what will I do?
Ye Minglang gave me a disgusted look: "Now is your free time to deal with your emotional debts.
I don't want to have an erratic assistant by my side who will be a hindrance and an eyesore."
I:"" Several bodyguards protected the eldest young master and left, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Being left where I was, I touched my nose.
I feel like being a human being is really boring.
Being taught a lesson by a brat, hey.
Forget it, since Song Li and the others are here.
Take this opportunity to get together with them.
Bai Ming'an, Bai Ming'an, I always have to face it.
Although I had prepared myself mentally, fate was nothing.
I didn't see Bai Ming'an until dark.
Song Li was busy working and left Huang Jia behind. then.
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On the playground at night, a woman in a suit was sitting on the railing, her legs dangling, and she was talking to herself, which was very strange. certainly.
I was actually talking to Huang Jia.
Huang Jia was very troubled.
Her love for Song Li was rejected time and time again by Oppa.
She felt that she had no life left.
I couldn't help pouring cold water on her: "Please.
You've been dead for a long time, okay."
Huang Jia held her heart with one hand and said sadly: "Ning Huan.
You don't understand that having hope means living.
On the contrary, even if you are alive, you are still a dead person."
I twitched the corner of my mouth and was speechless.
Huang Jia felt sad for a while, and then began to chatter enthusiastically about how to make a good-looking man bow down to her ghosts.
My ears were being tortured mercilessly, and I could only cope while looking around.
Looking at it, I saw something strange.
Occasionally there are young couples hugging each other for a walk on the plastic track, but what caught my attention was a boy riding a bicycle passing by the altar in the outer aisle.
No one responded.
Huang Jia stopped talking and followed my line of sight: "What's wrong?
What are you looking at?"
"The third time."
Huang Jia didn't understand: "What" I jumped off the railing, walked out of the playground to the outer aisle, and looked ahead.
After sitting here for so long, this boy has experienced something wrong three times.
"Hey, let's go take a look."
I said, and ran over without waiting for Huang Jia to react.
There are street lights erected on both sides of the campus walkway, but the road I walked on was dimly lit, and there were no people along the way.
It's strange.
I obviously saw the bicycle riding here, but it disappeared.
I looked around and saw that the front was the end of the wall, a dead end, and the back was empty, with no building cover to hide.
Where did that boy go?
At night, a gust of wind blew by.
Huang Jia shook his shoulders and leaned behind me: "Hey, Ning Huan, what are you looking for so late at night?
Let's go back.
Song Liopa may be back."
"Stop talking."
There seemed to be movement on the other side of the wall.
I took a look and walked quickly to the shadow.
There was an angle deviation at this position, so it would not be easily noticed when I looked over.
Looking at the gray wall, I saw an object slowly appearing on the wall, two big wheels, a seat cushion, and long legs.
It was clearly the boy who was riding the bike just now.
However, there is one more person on the back seat of the bicycle.
No, I looked carefully and saw that there were only shadows of bicycles and boys in the dim light.
The girl in the back seat was not a living person.
"Wow, that girl in the yellow skirt is a ghost."
Huang Jia also noticed it and tugged on my sleeves hard, pulling down a large section of my collar.
I glared at her in annoyance, and she stuck out her tongue and suddenly her eyes widened.
"Wow, Ning Huan, the bicycle is here."
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When I looked up, a boy suddenly stopped in front of me on a bicycle.
The distance between the wheel and my body was very small.
The boy stared at me with a complicated expression: "You are not from our school, are you?"
I quickly glanced at the back seat.
The girl seemed very timid.
She peeked at me secretly and then retracted her head.
It doesn't seem like a threat.
"Well, I'm passing by to take a look."
I nodded to him, turned sideways, and made way.
The boy's hand held the handle of the car very tightly, and the veins on it were exposed, obviously he was very nervous.
Seeing that I didn't ask any questions, I couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and smiled reluctantly: "It's better not to stay out alone at night."
I smiled: "Aren't you also a person?"
He stepped on the pedal: "Yeah, so I'm going back.
Goodbye."
"goodbye."
He rode steadily towards the playground again.
I noticed that the girl's eyes turned sideways, so I looked up.
There was moonlight gathering somewhere on the playground, and there were green fireflies circling and dancing under the silvery light.
I moved my steps and looked from another direction, and the picture lost a lot of beauty.
College students really know how to be romantic.
I thought to myself, it is rare for a woman like Huang Jia to understand: "Then the boy knows that his girlfriend is a ghost, ah, what a sad and beautiful love story, if Song Lioppa..."
I interrupted her mercilessly: "You are thinking too much
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