It was very dark, Hao Jiefang waited left and right but did not see Mu Rong, so he dialed Mu Rong's phone, and the other end indicated that the phone was turned off.
It is impossible for a bad mobile phone to run out of battery, and Mu Rong is not someone who will turn off the phone on his own initiative. There is only one explanation: Mu Rong's soul and body are still in the body.
He crushed the cigarette butt with his toes, squeezed a formula, and disappeared in place.
As soon as Hao Jiefang passed through the wall of Mu Rong's house, Sang Yu woke up.
Obviously very tired, she fell into a deep sleep with Mu Rong in her arms, as if her consciousness had deployed a defensive shield, and as soon as outsiders set foot in her area, they woke her up.
There was no light in the room, only the light from the street lamps in the community came in through the window.
Sang Yu pulled the quilt to completely cover Murong, wrapping it around her armpit to cover her chest.
Raising his hand to touch the pendant around his neck, he opened a pair of dark eyes and looked in the direction of the door.
Hao Jiefang saw that the lights were not turned on in the room, so he called out, "Murong?"
Hearing Hao Jiefang's voice, Sang Yu felt relieved.
Sang Yu opened his mouth, thinking that the people around him were sleeping soundly, so he tightened the quilt and waited for Hao Jiefang to find him.
Hao Jiefang entered the bedroom and saw Sang Yu wrapped in a quilt and looking at himself, and at the scattered clothes: "Are you...?"
He quickly understood what had happened to the two girls in the room.
Calculated according to the time in the world, Hao Jiefang has experienced a hundred years in this world.
He has seen a lot of same-sex love, and even seduced many same-sex couples who could not bear the pressure of the world and died in love.
At the beginning of the period, he lamented indignantly the decline of the world and the misfortune of the country; it has become commonplace in the past ten years, and he has no choice but to lament the power of time.
The reason why he was shocked was because he understood Mu Rong, her joy and love were still suppressed in the underworld, this life is destined to die alone, this is the number of days, why
Sang Yu's face turned red in the darkness, and his evil eyes were not affected by light and shade. Hao Jiefang immediately turned 90 degrees on the spot, turned his back to Sang Yu and said, "Murong's phone is turned off, I'll come and take a look."
Sang Yu remembered: Mu Rong's suspension period is over.
However, Sang Yu, one of the parties involved, knows how intense this affair is, but she is absolutely reluctant to wake up Mu Rong.
"Brother Hao..."
"Ah, it's all right, keep up with the times, I understand, I understand~! I'm working for her these few days, you guys have a good rest for a few days."
Sang Yu's cheek temperature continued to rise: "Thank you, Brother Hao."
"Do you know about Mu Rong?"
"You mean... the fact that her soul is incomplete?"
"She even told you that?"
"Um."
Hao Jiefang smiled, turned his back to Sang Yu and said leisurely, "I was born in troubled times and died when I was a teenager. Because I was unwilling to reincarnate, I stayed in Fengdu and became an immortal servant. "
Hao Jiefang stopped suddenly, raised his head slightly as if he was recalling, recalling the past that could never be retrieved or even blurred.
He let out a barely audible sigh, and continued: "I have been working as a errand for a long time, but I don't think death is a big deal. Mu Rong is the most special person I have ever met since I became a errand. A ten-year-old Child, you actually have the courage and thought to choose death."
Sang Yu's hand clutching the quilt was tightened, her heart throbbing.
She also encountered misfortune in her childhood, but she never had thoughts like Mu Rong's. How desperate was Mu Rong back then
"Since she told you about this, I will say a few more words. I think you should know how important these two souls are to a person."
"Happiness and love almost carry a person's entire happiness."
Hao Jiefang nodded: "I watched her grow up. I lost the right to grow old. It's actually quite interesting to watch a little girl grow up."
Sang Yu slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, imagining what Mu Rong looked like when she was a child, her heart softened.
"I have witnessed Mu Rong's growth, and I am even more aware of the hardships she has endured over the years. If you hadn't appeared, what would her temperament be? Congenitally deficient, acquired coldness, doomed to die alone."
"No! I will stay with her!" The words "Lonely and old age" are too heavy, and Sang Yu can't breathe under the pressure.
"That's good, maybe I'm a little arrogant when I say this: I handed Murong over to you."
"Thank you, Brother Hao."
Hao Jiefang waved his hand and left 403 without looking back.
Hao Jiefang did not go to ecstasy, but came to the platform of the lightning rod of the tallest building in Shanyang City, lit a cigarette overlooking most of the city, and smoked alone.
When he was sixteen, he died. In that era, dead people were common.
He was not reconciled and resisted to the death!
I plunged into the Wangchuan River, soaked in the bitingly dirty water, my ears were filled with all kinds of wailing sounds, which continued all day long, year after year.
There is no sun and moon in the Wangchuan River, and regrets are eroding his heart little by little. The people soaked in the Wangchuan River are all people who can't let go of their obsessions, but how many of them don't regret it
Until one day, he was entangled by a chain and pulled out of that swamp-like imprisonment.
He knelt on the ground trembling, and in his sight were two pairs of shoes, one black and one white.
He didn't know what was waiting for him, he only heard a cold voice say: "Just him."
Hao Jiefang leaned back, lay on the platform, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the gray night sky.
He laughed inexplicably, with a bit of bitterness and mockery in that smile, took out his phone and pressed a few times.
…
The next day, Sang Yu's biological clock woke her up, but Murong still hadn't woken up.
With a big smile on her face, she placed a kiss on Murong's cheek, lifted the quilt, and tiptoed out of the room.
After washing up, go to 402 to cook for Su Sifang.
Half an hour later, Murong snorted softly and slowly opened his eyes.
The sun is just right outside, and the birds on the branches are chirping, and it is not obvious that it is autumn.
Murong's mind went blank for a few seconds, and what happened before going to bed emerged.
Feeling the soreness from all over the body, his cheeks turned red.
Wrapped in the quilt, she looked around for a week, but she didn't see that figure, and she suddenly felt helpless.
Is it all just a dream? She braced her body to get up, took a breath, and lay down again with her arms shaking.
Sang Yu returned to 403 with breakfast, put the things on the dining table, and opened the door of the room to see this scene.
She walked over quickly and sat on the edge of the bed: "Are you awake?"
Sang Yu saw: When Murong saw him, ripples surged in his usually calm eyes.
It's the same as her mood at this time.
"Um."
Mu Rong answered, but didn't look at Sang Yu.
Sang Yu trimmed Mu Rong's hair with a smile, and asked softly, "Did you sleep well?"
Murong didn't answer, Sang Yu smiled sweeter: "Should I take a bath before eating, or take a bath before eating?"
"bath."
"Then I'll warm up your breakfast first and put water on for you."
Sang Yu was very measured and didn't say anything about Meng Lang, just like usual, but with a little more intimacy and tenderness.
She naturally opened the closet, found a change of clothes and put them within reach of Murong: "I'll go put the water~"
"Um."
…
Mu Rong sat across from Sang Yu, eating breakfast quietly. Sang Yu looked at her with her chin propped up. On her fair and slender neck, there were a few eye-catching purple patches.
Seeing Murong's quiet and gentle eating, Sang Yu just wanted to treat her better.
After Hao Jiefang left, Sang Yu thought about it for a long time.
She knew Mu Rong well, for a person who had no joy or love, excessive intimacy might bring her a burden.
So I decided to continue to get along with her in such a normal way.
She loves Mu Rong, this is an undoubted fact.
But there are many kinds of love, maybe at her and Mu Rong's age, it's a pity that they can't be in love like glue. But thinking about it again, it's good to have a steady flow of water. She and Mu Rong are not people who want to fight with each other.
Sang Yu's method obviously worked, and Mu Rong gradually relaxed under this silent tolerance and care: "Aren't you going to eat?"
"Lianzi went out on business, and I ate with Master Xiaofang."
Mu Rong put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."
"Go and have a rest, I'll clean it up, let's not go to the paper-making shop today, shall we?"
"good."
Sang Yu took the bowls and chopsticks before Mu Rong got up, walked to the living room with soft steps, leaned on the back of the sofa, his mind was in a mess.
Yesterday, Sang Yu was saving herself.
What will be their relationship in the future
If she doesn't have joy and love, will Sang Yu despise her
Maybe it's just pure detoxification
But she vaguely remembered that Sang Yu said that she should be responsible for herself, how could she be responsible
What exactly do you feel about Sangyu
Murong couldn't help recalling what happened yesterday, it felt strange and exhausting, and then...
Under Sang Yu's leading again and again, he was swallowed by that surging feeling until there was not even a scum left.
It was joy, a joy that I had never experienced in twenty-seven years, but also a little scared and at a loss, until I hugged the person on my body tightly, called her name again and again, and heard her response Feeling her reassurance made me feel more at ease.
Murong buried his head in the sofa cushion, he was so ashamed, he was ashamed to face others.
When Sang Yu walked over, she saw that Mu Rong looked like an ostrich. It was the first time she had seen such a Mu Rong, so she stood quietly in front of the sofa and stared at him infatuatedly.
Sang Yu found that Mu Rong was like a treasure hidden under an iceberg. Outsiders were afraid of her cold temperament, and only after getting along for a long time would they really understand her goodness.
She is kind, strong, principled but not stubborn, responsible, righteous, and values friendship. She has too many advantages.
The most important thing is: the side of Mu Rong's little woman will only be revealed when the two of them are together.
The author has something to say: Have you ever heard of Ping Gong Shishou┓(???`?)┏
Don't worry, in terms of character design, Murong is still the same in front of outsiders, and Sang Yu is still like a little sheep outside.
But at home~hehehe.