MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 4 eight o'clock... five
Chapter 4 8:00...05
"I have to go to school tomorrow, go early, I don't want to have breakfast with her."
Tang Micheng came out of the game hall.
looked down at the phone.
seven thirty.
The driver has been waiting in the parking lot opposite.
Take him to the gate of the community at that time, and it should be no problem to enter the community at 8 o'clock.
He walked forward, looked at the endless driveway, glanced at the side again, and suddenly shivered.
There is an overpass on the road, no one is on it, and the white street lights are on.
This most common scene in the past seemed to be shrouded in a shadow after Tang Jin said that to him.
艹.
Tang Micheng scolded, thinking about what he would do with her, and took two steps towards the overpass. The invisible psychological pressure finally stopped him and took a detour.
The community where the Tang family's mansion is located has tight security, and it was very late. The driver took Tang Micheng to the gate of the community.
Tang Micheng stepped on the skateboard and slid all the way to the Tang family mansion.
The skateboard under his feet seemed to be unable to bear his weight, making a creaking noise from time to time.
There is no one on the road, the wind is blowing.
The wind blew away the clouds and mist that blocked the moon, and the moonlight fell, but it was even more chilly.
The wind sounded like someone's whimper, causing the trees next to it to sway.
The lights of the security booth behind him were also invisible. There were only cold white moonlight and warm white street lamps. One person slipped on the road. Tang Micheng felt a chill on his back and could not help but move faster.
is all a lie, all a lie.
Where in this world will there be those strange things.
All because of Tang Jin's words before going out!
All because of Tang Jin!
If only she didn't come back.
If she didn't come back...
"Whoo-oh, kid, did you just come home?"
The sound of was mixed in the wind.
Tang Micheng stumbled, the skateboard flew out from under his feet, and his body almost fell.
'Boom-' sound.
The skateboard hit the street lamp post.
"Are you okay?"
The woman's voice was worried, getting closer and closer.
"Scared me to death, it's dark, don't you suddenly open your mouth over there?"
Tang Micheng steadied his body and rolled his eyes, only to see clearly the woman who was standing by the roadside.
She smiled, the light fell on her face, a piece of white.
is a young strange woman.
Seeing the person clearly, Tang Micheng's relaxed mood suddenly became tense again.
There are several ancestral houses in this community, and most of them know each other.
But he never saw this woman.
"I'm sorry, I came back with my boyfriend to see my parents, I was a little nervous and came out to breathe, and I saw you."
Tang Micheng quietly glanced at the shadow under her feet again, and felt a little relieved, he said, it was because he thought too much.
"Then pay attention."
He said casually and lifted his foot to pick up his skateboard.
The shadow of the woman shrouded his head when he squatted down.
The phone fell out of the pocket.
"Children, I have some candy I made here. I'll give you the rest for the younger generation of my boyfriend's family, as compensation for scaring you."
sugar? He likes sweet things the most, but his family is not willing to give him more food, so it is not impossible to accept them.
But he froze for a moment after seeing the shadow next to him. Wasn't this woman standing under the streetlight just now?
Why are you standing by your side in the blink of an eye? Was she walking too fast?
The phone is tightened in the hand, the face is recognized, and the screen lights up.
Eight o'clock... five minutes.
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Tang Micheng put back the phone, stepped on the skateboard boldly and straightened up, turned around and glanced at the woman's face again.
She kept the same movement, handing him a few colorful candies.
but,
Laughing - especially fake.
is like a gray plaster, a smile that was cut out by someone.
His heart was empty, but he pretended to be calm, and Xiao Chuan's face was full of disgust.
"No, I'm not a little girl, I don't like sweets."
He stored power under his feet, kicked out instantly, and the skateboard flew out like an arrow.
The woman's final voice was creepy.
"Lie, you obviously like sweets the most!"
Fuck!
what!
Tang Micheng kept his voice down, and wanted to rush home.
So evil? !
"What are you running for?"
The woman's voice followed her.
The wind made Tang Micheng shiver. It turned out that he was already in a cold sweat.
*
On the other side, in the living room of the Tang family mansion.
Tang Jin sat on the sofa holding hot sweet milk, with his little head raised, looking at the clock on the wall.
She sighed softly and took another mouthful of milk.
The warm and sweet taste made the little girl narrow her eyes in satisfaction.
"Sure enough, children are more likely to be disobedient."
*
The woman seemed to be teasing him.
This road also seems to have no end in sight.
Surrounded by unchanging street lights and houses, but it was silent as if no one was there.
"Tang Micheng, don't you like candy the most?"
The woman's voice was accompanied by a strange laughter, and her voice was also erratic, like a combination of wind and whistling.
The fast-moving skateboard under his feet suddenly stopped. Because of inertia, Tang Micheng suddenly fell off the skateboard and rolled forward several times.
He didn't care how his forehead, knees and arms were knocked, he turned over to hold up and was about to run.
"Help! Help!"
The smell of blood seemed to stimulate the unknown thing even more.
The wind is howling even more, and the night is almost dawn, but now it is obviously night.
He fell to the ground and moved back little by little, his face terrified.
is still the same woman with a fake smile, her face has not changed in the slightest, she is in front of him in an instant, raises her hand, and probes into his face—
Her jet-black hair was like a steel wire hooked directly around his neck, and she moved back and threw him by the bridge. Tang Micheng's eyes widened in fear. He saw that the bridge was at least five meters away. This hair is thrown out,
must be hanged under this bridge!
"I told you to come in at eight o'clock, not to make you hesitate outside for a few more minutes."
Tang Micheng closed his eyes tightly, but found that the thing around his neck was soft and warm.
Tang Micheng suddenly opened his eyes, a small thing was already hanging on his chest, blocking the precarious fence, Tang Jin wrapped his arms around his neck, and brushed against the fence.
He met a pair of dark eyes, her face was bulging, but the smell of sweet milk was very good.
"Let you be disobedient, look! Is it going to end?"
"Tang, Tang Jin."
She was still wearing home clothes, stepping on slippers, and holding a whisk in her hand.
"Where is this place, why do you say that when I go out, you made this thing?"
He was a little shivering with fright, and was hit hard. He burrowed into the arms of his younger sister, who was several years younger than him. He smelled the sweet milk on her body and felt extra safe. The grievance burst out and tears rolled down. .
"I'm wrong, okay? I shouldn't be disobedient, I've tried my best to drive back, will you let me go back to the normal world, I don't want to die, I also want to drink sweet milk!"
cried with no backbone, not the slightest bit of arrogance that slapped Tang Jin before.
On the contrary, Tang Jin was startled and wanted to let go, but was dragged by him.
Tang Jin thought about it for a long time, and spoke in the other's nervous eyes.
"Actually, I think sweet milk is just average, but Grandpa said that drinking more can help you grow taller."
(end of this chapter)
