How could this madman be so good-looking?So naturally bad, and always pretending to be good to trick her into being soft.
That year, they slept overnight on an abandoned railroad by the river.It was windy, and Gu Yuan sneaked her into his arms and tentatively asked, "Are we in love like this?"
"We are complicit."Qi Huaizhi said, "Kidnapping the world's lunatics."
"But I want to be tied up by you for the rest of my life."He rubbed her chin, like a puppy pouting.
"Your skin is too thick."She reached up and pinched the back of his neck.
"I thought you said I looked like a big dog."
"Stupid dog."
"But you like it best when I cry, you like to see my tears and get more and more excited."
Qi Huai Zhi just smiled and stroked his hair, "In the future, call your master on a heavy rainy day and your master will come.Remember, you are mine."
He did obey the whole night that day, even when she told him to shut up, he did so without complaint.The next morning, Qi Huaizhi found an extra candy in his pocket, wrapped in paper by Gu Yuan and with a smiley face drawn on it, "For master."
Her heart fluttered for a second, and then she immediately folded back and kicked him.
"Why are you kicking me?"
"Why are you still so childish?"
"Don't you like it when I look like a child?"
She wouldn't admit it.
They run, too.
Running from South City to North Port, from the station to the hotel on the hill, from the gangster's hall to the abandoned movie theater.
They once broke into an abandoned building, were chased, and hid on the top floor to catch their breath.
Gu Yuan laughed at her, "You crazy woman, taking me to do this kind of thing, not afraid of getting into trouble?"
Qi Huaizhi was covered in cold sweat and gritted her teeth, "With you crazy dog, accidents are the norm."
He suddenly grabbed her hand, "Qi Huai Zhi, will you really not want me one day?"
She looked at him and didn't say anything.
He looked like a little panicked, but also like deliberately: "You hit me, scold me, toss me can, don't go."
She looked at him with a cold face and suddenly slammed her fist on his chest, "You're getting more and more sticky."
"I'm only sticky to you."
She stared at him for a few seconds, then kissed him hard, hard.
The wind blew from behind them, and the sky was pale gray, like the abyss they were destined to run into.
Qi Huaizhi took Gu Yuan to her house, which had a housekeeper, a nanny, a big grand piano with beautiful tones and awards big and small, just no family.
Her room was clean and tidy, and everything was set in the template of an "excellent child": excellent grades, no crying, like a specimen dropped out of the finest wood.
She was so disciplined that she even learned to suppress her meltdowns until she couldn't even tell if she was calm or numb.
So when she met Gu Yuan, that lawless little bastard with "I won't obey" written all over his face, he suddenly felt that this kind of person could not be left to the world, but to her.
Gu Yuan said incredibly, because Qi Huaizhi is obviously a violent maniac, smoking and fighting, she did not realize that in the past is a typical three good students good girl.
He said, "Next time I'll take you to my house."
Qi Huaizhi didn't know where Gu Yuan's house was.
It wasn't because she didn't ask, but Gu Yuan never said.He always laughed hungrily and said, "What are you doing here?My house is so messy that even dogs don't want to go in."
But this time was different.Gu Yuan sat on the edge of her bed that day, one hand tugging at her wrist, one hand propped up next to her head.He lowered his head, his tone as light as a teenager's: "Qi Huaizhi, let me take you to my house."
She didn't refuse.She said, "Sure."
Then, for the first time, she stood in front of Gu Yuan's house.
It was an old villa, with stone walls and vines, puppies rolling around in the garden, and the sunlight hitting the wind chimes on the eaves, tinkling.Qi Huaizhi didn't move and looked up, but a little shimmer flooded his eyes.
This place was not like those places he usually stayed in.Nor was it like the home of the "young gangster" she had imagined - no guns, no gold chains, just a home.
The door opened.
The one who opened the door was a woman, wearing a loose T-shirt and shorts, her hair pulled back casually, her bare feet on the wooden floor, and a bag of washed vegetables in one hand.She sized up Qi Huaizhi, her expression flat and natural: ''You're Qi Huaizhi, right?I heard Xiao Yuan mention you.What would you like to drink?There's oolong tea, sour plum juice, and my brother's stash of white peach soda at home."