Beyond expectation (repaired)

  I met the extremely handsome guy again on Friday evening.

  After school, Zhao Zimo was isolated by her three roommates as usual. She took a small task from the campus TV station and went to the bike shed alone to pick up her bicycle.

  At this time, the vehicles in the garage had been taken away one by one, and only a few people were unlocking to leave. The clear sound made the surroundings very quiet.

  Arrived at the news department's parking area, unexpectedly saw a handsome and elegant man.

  He wore a simple yet elegant sky blue fitted shirt, leaning quietly under the gentle breeze of the camphor tree, with his head slightly bowed and his body slightly inclined forward, in a waiting posture.

  He leaned there, his quiet figure like a jade pendant in a deep pool. The remaining sunlight of the sunset passed through the leaves and scattered into golden bright spots on his elegant and refined eye corners and eyebrows. The surrounding scenery also seemed to be coated with a layer of hazy light gold color.

  Zhao Zimo couldn't help but sigh: the ultimate product is indeed the ultimate, just this one stop, and even the surrounding scenery is becoming more beautiful.

  Just as he was about to leave, he happened to have something to ask him, but when he went over, he saw him raising his head absent-mindedly, scanning the surroundings with a calm expression, and walking over with a composed pace.

  Zhao Zimo was always impatient, and before he could even open his mouth, she had already handed him the sign she had been holding since coming out of the school TV station: "Hey, extreme goods, take this back and hang it on your dormitory door frame."

  Gu Cheng Ge stood still at a distance of one meter from her, ignoring her improper address, and slightly furrowed his brow: "What is this?"

  "The result of last shooting, your dormitory got the honorary title."

  The results of the "Dormitory of the Year" selection in the campus life column are out, and various strange titles such as "Most Beggary Style", "Most Chaotic Beauty", "Most Windy Snowy Moon" have been awarded. This has become a small news item in the campus life column, and the dormitories that won the title will hang an "Honor" plaque at their door.

  Room 0910 was known as the "most delightful dormitory", and Zheng Ruoyu had just been assigned to deliver this, coincidentally meeting him, saving her from having to run around.

  Gu Cheng did not comment on this matter.

  Zhao Zimo bent down and opened the lock of his bicycle. As he stood up, a large hand reached out and gently pressed down on the handlebars.

  That hand was slender and beautiful, its fingertips touching her with a natural coolness.

  She looked up in confusion: "You don't want to help, or is there something else you want from me?" She suddenly realized that just now, the extreme product seemed to have come to her on its own...

  Gu Cheng's song Yun Dan Feng Qing: "You didn't let Ji An Chen convey it, the one who should apologize to you for what happened last time should be me?"

  Zhao Zimo: "......"

  Actually, her curiosity about the unreasonable behavior of that top-notch person last time had long since faded with the passage of time, but since he brought it up now...

  "So, what you're saying is..."

  "Let's go eat together."

  To hear the "story behind", Zhao Zimo readily agreed, and besides, eating with a top-notch beauty at the same table is absolutely delightful, not to mention that even if you don't eat, you'll still be full!

  Moreover, in order to satisfy those three flower enthusiasts' wishes, she had to hook up with them!

  Uh... Of course, she also wanted to get a little familiar with this exceptional person.

  She smiled and asked: "Where are we going to eat? Do you want to ride a bike there?"

  Gu Cheng replied faintly: "It's a bit far away, I have a car parked at the west gate."

  Then walked over.

  But soon, Zhao Zimo regretted it.

  Although the campus is deserted at this moment, and the path of extreme choice is relatively secluded, almost everyone who passes by can't help but reveal a surprised gaze, turning back to take a few more glances at this pair of handsome men and beautiful women walking side by side.

  Zhao Zimo deliberately pulled away, she didn't want to be the heroine of rumors again. The first time was Xiao Chuyan, last time was Ji Anchen, and this time another extreme case. She was already very provocative, if it spreads again, the consequences will be terrible.

  Gu Cheng's song seemed oblivious to the stares of passersby, her expression as calm and serene as ever, silently accompanying her out of the west gate.

  A motorcycle was parked outside the west gate under a red maple tree that looked like it had been stained with blood.

  Zhao Zimo looked around unconsciously before getting on the bus. Fortunately, Ximen was always deserted, and it had been a long time since school was dismissed, so there were no passersby. Only then did she feel at ease getting on the bus.

  Gu Cheng handed back the safety helmet: "Put it on."

  The motorcycle went through several bustling streets, winding its way to an old residential area, and finally stopped in a dilapidated small courtyard.

  Zhao Zimo got off the car with a puzzled mind, could it be that there was still some delicious restaurant hidden inside?

  At this time, a thin boy walked out of the house, with his sleeves rolled up high, still holding a ladle in his hand, and flashed a shy smile at the two: "Gu Gege, sister you guys are here, come on in quickly, there's one last rib soup left, dinner will be ready soon."

  Liáng Jìn

  Zhao Zimo's thoughts surged, then... he quietly followed them into the house. Liang Jin poured two cups of water and moved two old stools to greet them before entering the kitchen in the back. Gu Chengge said "You sit for a while first" and also followed him in.

  She didn't sit down, but subconsciously looked around.

  The interior decoration was extremely simple, with a wooden table that had lost its varnish, on which four bowls were placed, all covered with other bowls, apparently already cooked dishes. Then, she smelled a medicinal smell.

  From the slightly ajar door of the room next door, there was a faint moaning sound coming out. She curiously poked her head in and saw an old woman with white hair lying on an old bed, making intermittent groans with each breath, her thin face pitiful to behold.

  Suddenly, there was a strong sense of presence behind me. Turning my head around, the extremely handsome man's delicate features were magnified in front of my eyes, and the hot breath sprayed from his nostrils swirled around my cheeks...

  Zhao Zimo was taken aback for a moment, and after stroking his chest to calm down his racing heart, he looked around the room with his eyes inquiring him.

  Gu Cheng's song lightly carried the door, and his tone was slightly solemn: "Liang Nainai has been bedridden for many years. Her son abandoned his wife and children, and didn't care about his mother. After Liang Jin's mother remarried, she also ignored her grandson. Liang Jin relied on doing hard labor to make a living."

  A few words, a story; a handful of bitter tears.

  Zhao Zimo listened quietly, but in his heart he had some reservations.

  Many people commit crimes, and behind them, they all bear the helplessness of life to varying degrees. However, a crime is still a crime, and it cannot be tolerated just because there are hardships behind it.

  Gu Cheng continued, "Old Lady Liang's condition had taken a turn for the worse recently and needed 5,000 yuan for treatment. That night, Liang Jin was originally coming to my dormitory to borrow money... He paused for a moment, with an explanatory tone, "Liang Jin's actions were indeed criminal, but considering he is under 16 years old and it was his first offense, a momentary lapse of judgment, can't you just let it go? In the future, I will supervise him. If there is another incident, I absolutely won't be lenient."

  Zhao Zimo sank into thought for a moment before suddenly understanding.

  Even if she insisted on sending Liang Jin to the police station, he was still a minor, and as long as he showed a good attitude in admitting his guilt, it would probably just be a matter of disciplinary action. With strict supervision from now on, he could reform himself, so why did she have to take such extreme measures?

  She nodded slightly and changed the subject: "How's Old Lady Liang now?"

  "The condition is basically stable."

  "How much did you pay?" she guessed instinctively.

  "......Uh-huh." His voice was faint and he didn't think much of it.

  Zhao Zimo suddenly gazed at him with bright eyes: "...... I said top quality, I'm very curious, what's your relationship with them?"

  The corners of her mouth were tinged with a clear smile of appreciation.

  That was a smiling face with a clear and beautiful appearance that could topple a city.

  Gu Cheng Ge had a moment of distraction, slightly shifting his gaze away before speaking in a light tone: "Liang Jin and Grandma Liang are clients of our law firm where I'm interning. I assisted Lawyer He in collecting evidence..."

  Just then, Liang Jin came out of the kitchen with a bowl of spare ribs soup, "Gu Gege, Jiejie, you've waited for a long time."

  When returning to school, Zhao Zimo was still sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle. When leaving the old residential area, they passed through a dilapidated potholed road. The inertial force generated by the bumpy ride made her jump up, and in a panic, she grabbed his clothes, her curved fingers touching both sides of his waist through a thin layer of fabric.

  A warm temperature wraps around the back of his fingers.

  The autumn night's gentle breeze blew softly, the car slowly passed through the warm light cast by the camphor tree leaves under the streetlights, sweeping over clusters of neatly trimmed green shrubs...

  The car didn't go fast, and the two of them were silent all the way. Zhao Zimo felt that the night wind was exceptionally gentle, the neon lights on the bustling streets were dazzling, and even his clean and refreshing blue shirt had a low-key eye-catching effect.

  She still doesn't know his full name, and in fact, if she had made an effort to ask around, it wouldn't have been difficult to find out, such as asking Liang Jin directly or Ji Anchen. Now is also a good opportunity to ask, but she doesn't want to break the tranquility and beauty of this journey, and suddenly likes to maintain the mystery.

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