"Brother, work hard for your happiness. Relieve the broken jaw."
She said heartlessly, regardless of the person at the end of the microphone, is her heart broken
A "brother" pulled them far away.
"Ruan Qingqing, the ghost wants to be your brother. If you still dare to say this next time, believe it or not, I will just destroy you?"
Wow, wow, wow, screaming, this woman is such a deadly virtue, I really don't know what point I am after her.
The looks are a little better, but there are countless women in this world who look better than her;
Temperament is a little special, but it is all based on his painful tolerance;
If he can't bear it, even if there are a hundred Ruan Qingqing, he can easily handle it. If you use a strong one, who can't
It's just because I feel distressed, so I don't give up.
"Okay, stop making trouble, and go to bed early if it's okay."
After saying this, Ruan Qingqing hung up the phone without waiting for him to respond.
Listening to the "beep beep..." sound from the microphone, Feng Mu casually threw the phone aside, shifted gears constantly, and stepped on the accelerator to the end. The next moment, he saw the red Bugatti like a burning ball. The flame rushed to the depths of the city.
Looking at the boundless sky through the wide glass window, Ruan Qingqing sighed silently. Curled up in the chair, with his hands around his knees, his eyes looked out the window with a blurry look.
Feng Mu's words made a lot of waves in her heart. As long as the thought of maybe now he was holding another woman, there was a sour taste in her heart.
People are such selfish animals, even if they don’t like them, they don’t want that person to turn to others.
He says-
"I don't know who is in your heart, but I have you in my heart."
He says-
"No matter who you love, you are the only one in my eyes. Remember, you will always be like this in the future."
This is what Feng Mu once said to her, and she just laughed it off at the time.
The oath is so beautiful, the reality is so cruel, and she has long passed the age of dreaming of love, and now she is already covered in cuts and bruises, and her only prayer is to be able to slowly lick the wound for the rest of her life, even if it doesn’t heal for the rest of her life. But she wouldn't be so painful after that layer of scar.
Love is never mercy, nor charity, so she will not accept a man easily because she is moved. Such results will only scar each other.
After swallowing hard, she slowly closed her eyes. At this moment, a meteor flashed across the sky. After a short period of brightness, the starry sky was indifferent.
When I was a child, I heard people say that when the shooting star crossed the sky, as long as you close your eyes and make a pious wish, then your wish will become a reality.
She has never believed such a beautiful rhetoric.
Because I don't know what a falling stone can bring her? No matter how brilliant the meteor is, it will only burn for a moment and then die. No one can grasp it and make it eternal. Therefore, she never looks at the meteor, because that will only make her vulnerable.
There was silence around, and the silence could clearly hear the sound of her heartbeat, and in three days, she could return to the world, but her heart still couldn't help but tremble at the thought of Tse Zhenting's words when she was leaving.
What will he do
Nobody knows.
At that time, in another corner of the city, it was a different scene.
The atmosphere is full of enthusiasm, and the sound of deafening music drums in everyone's ears, robbing people of their minds, and disrupting their breathing.
When Feng Mu appeared at the door, watching the demons dancing around inside, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and he in a white suit was so incompatible with this place.
Following the female voice on the phone, he went straight to the box on the second floor. Compared with the heat on the first floor, it was obviously much quieter.
There is no light in the box, only the colorful light from the window with a little light, but it can still be clearly seen that there is a slim woman sitting quietly in front of the window, her gaze is fixed outside the window, as if Didn't find him coming in at all.
Pretend to be deep or want to welcome or refuse
Looking at this scene, Feng Mu laughed unconsciously. In his memory, it has been a long time since he felt this way. It was like a cat stealing fish, with a slight excitement before leaving.
"It's in line with Ben Shao's taste, the front is convex and the back is warped, it's very material."
After a loud whistle, he turned on the lights in the box casually.
The light was suddenly bright, isolated from the dimness outside the window.
"Less wind, long time no see."
The woman turned around slowly, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, as if she was certain that he would come early in the morning.
"Where have we met?"
With his eyes narrowed, Feng Mu quickly searched in his mind. Looking at her in those eyes, there was a vaguely familiar feeling.
"My name is Ruan Sisi"
While talking, Ruan Sisi stood up and walked up to Feng Mu's face, with one hand still seemingly inadvertently touching the button on his chest, "Does Shao Feng remember me?"
"Are you... Xiao Qing'er's sister?"
Feng Mu asked suspiciously, and finally dug out this unclear information in the deepest part of his memory.
"Yes, it seems that Feng Shao's memory is really good, but I don't like you because it is because another woman remembers me."
With his face lightly pressed against his chest, Ruan Sisi murmured, looking out the window, the red lips pursed slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with his words.
"Oh"
Pushing her away calmly, Feng Mu walked to the sofa and sat down with her legs crossed together. He drew a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and then took a deep breath.
"Come on, what's the matter with me?"