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Next morning, no sooner had Xia Yao left the house than he came by his bike leaning against the wall.

It was absolutely in mint condition, seeing that the chain had been replaced and the crushed parts had been overhauled. Xia Yao roamed the eyes over the street and heaved coldly. There was no sight of Yuan Zong.

"At least you did something like the normal person."

Powerlessly, Xia Yao's reservation about Yuan Zong's trait led him to the decision not to travel to work by bicycle. What if he had been up to something? His life and safety might no longer be guaranteed.

Eventually, roller-skates become his alternative.

Contrary to what he had worn the previous day, Xia Yao's outfit was supplemented with protective gears. As he reached the department's gate, Xia Yao ran across some female colleagues. The instant he vanished from their eyesight, the ladies began chatting:

"What is wrong with Xia Yao? Yesterday, he rode a bike. Today, he's on roller-skates!"

"You mean ... He has a feeling for me?"

"No! You silly girl!"

"..."

Xia Yao returned back to his own office, pulling off the roller-skaters, setting them down right in front of his vision. "Let see how you have the chance to mess with me."

At the end of the work day, Xiao Yao put on the skates, pleasantly skating the length and breadth of the streets, passing through the most narrow alley as if no dilemmas could weigh on him. "Chase me if you have the gut! Come on! Follow me! I'll make sure you cannot even see my vague shadow."

After a few days, Xia Yao could finally treated himself to the joy of not being held down by other's supervision as the freedom was prevalent on his path to home. A pleasure that made Xia Yao's heart cried out! So happy was he that he even ate one more bowl at dinner.

Sadly, as night fell, scarcely had Xia Yao pulled down the blinds when the sight of a face made him jump out of his skin, and back stepped three feet.

After a long gasp for air, he regained enough composure and courage, coming at the window, he snarled,

"Fuck off!"

It was a frightening snarl that let poor Little Hill Myna thrash about its tiny cage.

Mrs. Xia rushed to her son's bed room and knocked up in worry, "Is everything alright?"

Xia Yao resentfully pulled up the curtains, composedly heaving for while and replied, "It's OK, mom. You can go to bed now."

It was not until Xia Yao's mother turned in Xia Yao say on his bed to meditate (I wouldn't blame you for wanting to calm your mind either ). The distance between his bed and the window was a fortune, given that Xia Yao's bedroom had an acceptable width. Otherwise, that disgusting eyes would be a haunting nightmare that beared down his spirit.

Why couldn't such a parasitic man who had skin as thick as a rhinoceros vanish off the face of the earth?

Because of an ordinary gift?

That bastard was better off throwing out that gift, then inform his sister that Xia Yao had taken the gift. (...well...he did throw it away...:v)

Motherfucker!

After calming down, Xia Yao could not fight back the urge to gaze at that window. Curiously, he alleged that Yuan Zong must have left, now that a whole hour has passed.

Without certainty, Xia Yao tiptoed to the window peeping through the crack of the curtains.

Then, from that crack Yuan Zong met the gaze of a beautifully slit eye that could not conceal its reservation. Afterwards, the other eye exposed, accompanied by a high bridge of a nose, soft lips, a firm chin and an gentle outline of the face that set off an irresistible anger.

Finally was the "psh" sound of the curtains closing, followed by the sound of heavy treading.

The following day, before going to work, Xia Yao inserted two new batteries into the reading machine, activating it then hung it up near the myna's cage.

The machine repeated Xia Yao's sentence recorded last night, "Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off!..."

That night, as usual, Xia Yao traveled to home by roller-skaters, leaving Yuan Zong behind as far as possible. Upon his arrival at home, after the dinner, Xia Yao passed the baton to his "royal amplifier".

Despite the non-appearance of Yuan Zong, Little myna could not prevent himself from volubling. Of course, on Yuan Zong's arrival, myna's words hardened, "Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off!..."

Xia Yao was able to picture that insulted face that could not inhibit its own shame and pity. "Suck on that!" Xia Yao chuckled.

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