Midnight Rain on 109

  Eleven thirty at night.

  In a bustling street stall in a certain city of Ming Lake, there was an atmosphere of excitement and enthusiasm.

  Drinking and eating, boasting about great mountains, some stroking their bellies, others smacking their lips, Captain Yang and his men were celebrating Luo Liren's safe return with a banquet.

  The floor beside the table was littered with bottle caps, paper towels and disposable utensil packaging. This meal had been going on for over an hour.

  No mention of how Ling Xiao was drunk and yet still full of vigor, as a girl she can also ride motorcycles, also fight, nor is it mentioned how after being sincerely cared for by others, with tears in her eyes across the night sky to express gratitude to Lao Yang and the Ling sisters. In short, Ling Xiao is the center of this meal, everyone knows what they need to know.

  The enthusiasm has dissipated, and now everyone is picking their teeth, rubbing their bellies, and chatting idly. The men's laughter, mixed with the effects of alcohol, sounds even more wicked.

  Taking advantage of Yang Kun's opportunity to go to the bathroom, the "let sub" wearing a black leather jacket and elastic abs pretended to be drunk, swaying back and forth as he walked behind Leng Xiaoyu, patted her shoulder and gave her a wink.

  Leng Xiao Ya got up with a drunken swagger and squatted down beside him at the side of the road.

  Before the speech, he gave his opponent a cigarette, an unwritten rule among smokers. Zi took out a pack of high-quality Black Wolf cigarettes worth 25 yuan from his inner pocket, lit one for himself, and then handed the cigarette box to Leng Xiaoyu.

  Leng Xiao Yao shook her head and said, "Can't sing anymore, my throat hurts."

  Let's not waste words, put away the cigarette and then lit it up himself, with a look of intoxication, puffing out clouds of smoke.

  Leng Xiao Ya gave a cold glance, staring at the young man with a flat head who was smoking and had dull eyes, as if observing a deeply hidden enemy, her eyes were slightly vigilant.

  "What did you call me over for? Just say it."

  Her straightforward question was met with an awkward heh-heh laugh, and Zi's eyes narrowed as he held the cigarette butt between his teeth. The flame quickly engulfed the white cigarette holder, and about ten seconds later, he removed the butt and tossed it into the drain cover below. Thick white smoke billowed out of his mouth and nose, shrouding his flat head in an ethereal aura that was somehow otherworldly.

  Leng Xiao Ya's face twisted in a mixture of fear and disdain, her eyes filled with contempt and suspicion, as if she had seen a walking dead man.

  "Haven't I told you before? Don't smoke so heavily."

  He lit another one, took a drag and removed it from his lips, licking his lips with the smoke, furrowing his brow and smiling, making it impossible to see his true emotions, saying: "The New Year is approaching, a small gift, I don't have the face to go back."

  Leng Xiao Ya pouted, seemingly hurt by the words, gazing around at the scenery with a slightly melancholic and sorrowful expression.

  "Huh? Anyway, you're not going back, so pretend to be my girlfriend and go home with me, okay?" Let Zi's eyes widened, releasing a hopeful and expectant gaze.

  "Daydreaming, aren't you?" Ling Xiao Ya said with an exaggerated cold smile.

  "My god, you're still my brother, but this is too much... Let the kid hold the cigarette and free up your right hand to show me." He stretched out his rough hands for Leng Xiaoyu to examine, saying "Just look at these coarse hands of mine, and you'll know how much suffering I've endured..."

  Leng Xiao Ya glared at him with a huff, looking disdainful and annoyed as she muttered: "Can't you be less disgusting?"

  Let the child giggle and smile, put out his right hand for people to admire, then bring it back with a handful of embarrassment. To cover up, he touched his cheek, reacted, looked at his right palm, and showed a difficult expression, swallowing hard, feeling a bit panicked.

  "Eh, I'm saying, at that time during the day, you didn't really fall for it, did you?" Leng Xiao said with a smile.

  He wiped his right hand on his thigh and asked in confusion, "When was that?"

  "Cool little girl, with a dizzying performance, said: 'Damn it, this kind of woman's temperament really can't be tolerated by me.'"

  "Heh heh, you still remember?" Zi exclaimed in surprise.

  Leng Xiao rolled her eyes, hesitated, pouted and muttered: "If you must say, she's probably the prettiest one, with the best figure..."

  Let the child take a breath of cold air and smooth his hair, lick his lips, with sparkling eyes, as if he was very interested.

  "You also want to chase her?" Leng Xiao smiled disdainfully, casting a sideways glance at Rong Ziyue's eager expression.

  Hehe smiled and took a drag on his cigarette, shaking his head with deep feeling: "You don't understand, I'm a pure dude, ah?"

  With a cold and disdainful gaze, he raised his right index finger and said with a rhythmic tone: "That kind of woman, I understand the most. Normally, they're so aloof and distant, but once you throw them onto the bed, they'll immediately pounce on you, making you unable to resist, believe it or not?"

  Leng Xiao Ya snorted in disdain at his point of view, but shrugged and said, "I don't understand."

  "Hey, she's coming over. That little guy looked curious and expectant, saying: "Huh, what does she like? What does she like to eat? What does she like to drink? I'll definitely satisfy her, damn it, that kind of woman is... hmm..."

  "Damn it, you idiot!"

  Leng Xiao Yao dodged and ran away, her face filled with disgust as she circled around to avoid him. From a distance, she pointed at him and said, "Give up, you're going to pursue her with such a despicable motive? You'll definitely have no chance!"

  The people on the table heard the wind and asked what was going on, but Zi just smiled and didn't respond. Instead, he took a drag of his cigarette and muttered to himself: "Maybe it's just what she needs."

  ……

  ……

  Midnight zero hour.

  The autumn night is pitch black without any impurities, the night sky seems to be right in front of you, and yet it's like an endless mist.

  Luoshui No. 2 Middle School, Grade 12, Boys' Dormitory Building, 3rd Floor, Room 307.

  Su Xiaoqiu hid among them.

  In the dormitory that was as quiet as death, darker than the outside world, Su Xiaoqiu, who was dressed tightly in her clothes, could hear her own heavy and tense breathing. Late at night, she had to confirm that her roommates were all asleep before daring to crawl out from under the covers.

  She isn't the type like Ye Cai who can basically hide her female features with a man's suit, she at least has B-cup breasts, so it's easy to tell from her appearance that she is a woman. From dawn till late evening, except when staying with Ye Cai, she was always alone.

  Two hours ago when entering the dormitory, although deliberately using a ring arm to hug chest method to cover up the chest shape, but can't hide the plump buttocks and slender waist, everyone is not blind, it's just that the boys' fixed impression makes them unsure if this is really a girl.

  But it's different now, late at night, when hormones are surging wildly. What if some guy has been holding back until now and gets up to relieve himself after everyone is asleep, only to run into her? That would be terrible.

  So Su Xiaoqiu was very afraid of this dormitory which was dim and dark.

  She finally decided to wait another ten minutes, which was her bottom line. If she dragged it out any longer, it would correspondingly shorten her gaming time outside.

  Although she had made up her mind to wait in bed for another ten minutes, she was still nervous and worried that someone would suddenly launch a night raid, causing the whole dormitory to be disturbed, and everyone would rush over to share the joy. After all, in this dormitory, there have been scenes of group sex before, even if they didn't actually take off their pants at the time, but thinking back to the wild energy and lewd laughter that was stirred up is enough to make Su Xiaoyu tense up with sweat.

  It's almost ten minutes, Su Xiaoqiu held her breath and summoned up the courage, suddenly lifted the quilt, got out of bed with a loud thud, ran to the door in an instant, grabbed the handle and pulled it, but it didn't budge!

  Oh no! How did it get locked up?!

  Su Xiaoqiu was both anxious and fearful, breaking out in a cold sweat.

  She looked around and decided to climb out of the window. Looking at the narrow window, she could imagine how much noise it would make, which made Su Xiaozhou feel a bit nervous and cramped.

  She crept to the window, grasped the windowsill, lifted her right foot and stepped on it, creaking nonstop, making her tense with cold sweat.

  It was all right, everything went smoothly, she put her legs through the window, arched and jumped into the corridor.

  A loud thud echoed through the ground, shaking out uneasy and panicked echoes that lingered back and forth in this long and deathly silent corridor.

  She suddenly squatted down, quickly hiding in the doorway, holding her breath, gulping, and vigilantly watching for sharp eyes that didn't exist in the dark corridors on both sides.

  After more than ten seconds, confirming temporary safety, she carefully stepped out, trotting towards the third floor corridor entrance in small steps, occasionally looking back, vigilantly patrolling the dark corridor behind her that seemed to be about to swallow her.

  She climbed up the stairs to the third floor, passing through several dark corners that were only left with shadows. She took a few more glances at the dead corner that was like a black hole stuck in the wall's right angle, and couldn't help but wonder if there was something violent hidden inside.

  Deathly stillness, inky blackness, yet often embracing frenzy.

  Climb to the third floor, come to a window, outside is a sparse poplar forest, push up two aluminum alloy railings in the window, and open a hole that can accommodate people.

  She grasped the railing on both sides, lifted her right leg and stretched it out of the window. With a slight effort, her entire body was hanging under the windowsill. Then came her left leg, which also stretched out of the window, and her lower body slowly detached from the dormitory building that was steeped in deathly silence, suspended high up in mid-air with a pair of slender and delicate small hands.

  She tried to turn over, turning over this pose that was facing upwards and had no sense of security at all, she had to swap the position of her hands grasping the railing, so much so that she had to loosen one hand first. She twisted her waist trying to crawl over, the window frame was narrow and tightly wrapped around her fuller chest, bringing her continuous severe pain.

  She gritted her teeth and continued to twist her waist, releasing her right hand and grabbing towards her left hand. At this time, the buttons on her chest were squeezed onto the suit button, and when she twisted her waist, they pinched hard once.

  She let out a pained cry as she plummeted straight down from the third-floor window, landing with a dull thud on the first-floor rainboard. In the darkness, a vibrant crimson splattered outward from her body. Her entire body convulsed violently, her mouth agape as she struggled to draw in air, emitting faint, weak gasps. The air seemed to have solidified into stone.

  Her whole body was tense and slightly trembling, but she couldn't move. Her head was resting in a pool of dark red blood, with several strands of disheveled hair covering her wide-open eyes. In the trembling pupils, there were hints of unwillingness and astonishment, struggling in the desperate gray fog.

  From a distance, it looks like a quiet and charming girl sleeping on the first floor eaves, covered with a luxurious and beautiful red carpet...

  Two loud crashes, a restless air current swiftly swept in from high altitude, and heavy rain came so suddenly.

  The rain poured down, and the air seemed to rise with a hazy mist. Raindrops hit the pool of blood beside her face, splashing up a bloody flower that spilled onto her pale face. Her dull field of vision seemed to lose its temperature, gradually being blurred by the rain-soaked eyes.

  At 4 o'clock in the morning.

  The rain has stopped, drip, drip, drop. In front of the metal door under the eaves on the first floor, blood-colored rainwater falls from time to time.

  If someone were to come here and see this enchanting scene, they might wonder if there's something on the eaves.

  （……）