What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Chapter 17



Chapter 17

For a while, both of them were silent.

"Ah Jian, this process is very difficult. If he refuses..." Bai Zhuting didn't know what to think of, raised his hand to brush his lips, and gave a wry smile.

Jiang Jian laughed at herself: "Yes, it's really difficult. It's impossible for a person like me to keep pretending."

After a while, Guan Heng came back, and the three chatted for another hour. Jiang Jianjian got up and prepared to take Guan Heng back. When he was leaving, he suddenly turned around and said to Bai Zhuting:

"Try it, no matter what, try it first."

Bai Zhuting watched them walk out of the attic with a smile, and closed the door when they were far away before returning to the house.

He re-boiled a pot of hot tea. He leaned on the sofa with a tired expression. He just came back from another place last night. A phone rings.

The phone ringing fits the room too, a soft melody.

But Bai Zhuting's whole body froze in an instant, he picked up the teapot in front of him slightly trembling and poured water into the teacup, forcing himself not to listen to the noisy ringtone, some water even spilled out because of his shaking hands.

The phone kept ringing, as if he wouldn't stop until he answered it.

Bai Zhuting took a sip of tea, but the fragrance of the tea did not come out, but the bitterness remained on the back of his tongue. The hot water slowly flowed into his abdomen, which calmed him down a bit.

Putting down the teacup, he got up and walked slowly to the phone stand, hesitantly stretched out his hand and picked up the phone.

But no one spoke on the other end of the phone, but Bai Zhuting could hear heavy breathing.

The sound of breathing seemed to hit his ears, making his scalp numb and his body trembling unconsciously. He thought of the poisonous snakes lurking in the dark night, wrapping around his body and slowly tightening , Breathing can not help but rapid up.

The other side suddenly spoke, with an extremely low voice: "Seven times, Ruanrou, you smiled at them seven times."

Bai Zhuting's hand holding the phone tightened all of a sudden, he opened his mouth but only uttered a few words: "You...you...this..."

The other side interrupted his words, revealing a hint of grievance in his voice:

"You haven't answered my call for so long, you are so soft."

Bai Zhuting's calves were weak, and he was not soft. Every time this man uttered these words, he would be tortured endlessly.

He slammed the phone out, and the environment became quiet all of a sudden. He leaned on the wall and walked slowly to the third floor, found a coat from the closet, put it on his body, curled up on the bed and fell asleep.

The size of that coat obviously didn't fit Bai Zhuting's figure, he tried his best to shrink himself into the coat, like a cub hid in a safe nest and fell asleep.

Guan Heng held a pot of sour plum juice that Bai Zhuting gave him and watched Jiang Jian reverse the car. Jiang Jian's car was a model with a relatively large capacity. It looked very handsome. It was all black and the lines of the car were smooth. Just like Jiang Jian's face-to-face with the senses, capable.

After the car was parked, Guan Heng walked over quickly, and Jiang Jian opened the door from the inside. He first took the sour plum juice from Guan Heng's hand, and then helped Guan Heng to get into the car easily.

Jiang Jian turned the key, and the car slowly drove towards the main road.

"Boss Bai is a very gentle and restrained person." Guan Heng raised his cheeks and looked at the flickering lights outside the car window.

"He has been like this since he was a child, and he does everything without rush or slowness." Jiang Jian looked straight ahead, "Send you...back to Guan's house?"

Guan Heng hummed softly. He could feel that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit weird after he came back from the toilet, and Jiang Jian was in a low mood. What happened to Jane, but now may not be the time, and the Guan family... has to deal with it as soon as possible.

The two were silent all the way, and when Jiang Jian parked the car at the gate of Guan's house, he turned around and found that Guan Heng was sleeping soundly with his head leaning against the car window, as if it was the same scene before, and Jiang Jian's eyes showed a hint of warmth.

But Guan Heng woke up after a while, and he found out that he had arrived at the destination after a moment of distraction.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Jian's slightly deep voice immediately attracted Guan Heng's attention. He covered his face with his hands and nodded fiercely.

Jiang Jian's laughter came quickly.

"Time flies, I... I'm going back." Guan Heng quickly opened the car door and ran to the Guan house, the cold wind did not stop his steps.

Jiang Jian silently looked at Guan Heng who was running away, and did not start the vehicle when the door of the closed house was closed. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat, held a cigarette in his hand, and rubbed the cigarette with his fingers. Body, feeling the roughness of the surface.

After a long time, there was a snap, and a cluster of open flames flickered in the darkness.

Jiang Jian took a puff and spit it out slowly, the smell of smoke filled the car.

He only took a sip, and he held it in his hand without doing anything else. There was some confusion in his head, some clips of being young, and Guan Heng's shy face all came to his mind.

He is not a gentle and gentle person by nature, more often, this is a disguise.And every one of the dark thoughts in his heart makes people want to stay away.

Guan Jia is very in line with his imagination of the other half, he only sees him alone, he is obedient and soft.

He remembered what he said to Bai Zhuting, to give it a try.

The red light at the fingertips was on and off in the dark, Jiang Jian pulled down the seat and waited until the sky was slightly bright before starting the car and driving to the company.


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