Several people looked at Mo Nianchen in unison, wondering, could it be because he finally won Li Shengxia's heart, and was depressed that he couldn't do it
This thought made several people wince...
At this moment, Mo Nianchen suddenly appeared and sat between them, holding a wine bottle in one hand, and his face seemed to be flushed after drinking.
"what are you guys saying?"
Several people were so frightened that they fell silent immediately.
Ouyang said: "Just thinking, today is the midsummer's official debut. Would you like to invite her to a celebration banquet."
"Celebrate a ghost—" Mo Nianchen suddenly became angry, as if thinking of something angrily roared, "You bastards, I didn't tell you not to help her, why do you help her!"
Several people suddenly paled: If they didn't help, they would be scolded too, right
Cheng Zheng smiled and said, "Achen, look, you are all drunk..."
"I'm not drunk!" Mo Nianchen shouted angrily, "Why do you want to help her! Why give her a chance to arrogantly stand in front of me!"
"Otherwise, I asked someone to change the first place?" Ouyang asked tentatively.
Mo Nianchen automatically ignored what Ouyang said, and complained unhappily: "She has stiff wings, she dare to say that to me! She is tired of life—"
"What the hell is he talking about?" Ouyang collapsed and held his forehead. It seems to be really drunk.
Ling Tian said, "If you really care about her, go and chase her back."
Mo Nianchen could not help but sneered when he heard these words: "I chase her? Why should I chase her? Who does she think she is? Stubborn, I also like to attract bees and butterflies, going all the way around—"
And hate him...
"So she is really useless—" Ouyang was speechless.
Snapped-
Mo Nianchen smashed the wine bottle directly. He carried Ouyang's collar and said, "Why do you speak ill of her? What qualifications do you have to speak ill of her!"
"Didn't you say this yourself." Ouyang was innocent.
"TM's she can only tell me, why do you say it!"
"I was wrong. I won't say it again, okay? If you are drunk, you should go home first, OK?"
Hearing this, Mo Nianchen patted Ouyang’s collar and then released him, and a sentence popped out: "You all want to know why I received the confession letter and asked her to put that letter. I forgot about the letter, right?"
Everyone's attention was all attracted!
This matter has always been a mystery!
They have also wanted to know for a long time.
"Why?"
"Yes, why on earth?"
Mo Nianchen has never forgotten her. He has done so many things to attract Li Shengxia's attention. He finally succeeded in doing it, but he rejected her! Why on earth? If you don’t like it, why is it that it’s been five years, but she is still the only one in his heart...
Mo Nianchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said a few words meanly: "I am T/M/D and I don't want to tell you."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Then he fell on the sofa in the bar and fell asleep...
Several people immediately stepped aside. They really don't know how to learn the lesson, and Nima has been tricked by him several times, and they will actually expect him to tell the truth of the year!
"I think he was pure guilty at first, so I regret it now." Ouyang came to a conclusion coldly.
"Are you going to sleep with him in the bar again tonight?" Jiang Youxi felt helpless.
"Otherwise you send him home?!" Cheng Zheng said lightly.
"... I'd better sleep in the bar."
Ling Tian looked at Mo Nianchen and sighed helplessly.
*
I don't know when it will rain in the sky, pattering.
Li Shengxia was walking in the rain, still in a mess.
The rain hit her body and felt a trace of coldness. She remembered Mo Nianchen's sharp eyes, which also had such a deep coldness, and she couldn't help but shrank and folded her arms.
Ever since she was young, that person is the only one who can give her such coldness, right? It seems to be so cold that the heart will be frozen, as if it is so cold that it is about to die. A simple sentence, an expression, or even a word can take away her happiness and warmth...
That person is like this in her life. She doesn't want to be influenced by him, but is repeatedly disturbed by him.
Because of the rain, the pedestrians were in a hurry, and taxis were called away one by one. Everyone seems to be running desperately to avoid the rain.
The rain suddenly became very heavy, so big that it was like a water pipe exploded, pouring down. Li Shengxia shivered coldly, and she suddenly remembered the day she wrote his love letter five years ago.
It also rained heavily that day. She waited for him all night in the rain, waiting so desperately, he did not show up...
After five years, why doesn't she have a long memory? Why is it so thoroughly wet for the same person, so ice, so cold, so uncomfortable...
Forget him Li Shengxia, is it okay to forget him? Forget he will be happy...
The more she thought about it, the more sad she felt, and her eyes became warm...
At this moment, Lingya suddenly took off her jacket, put it on her head, and rushed out of the rain.
Tan Qing wanted to stop him, but it was too late. After saying goodbye to him, Ling Yarang called to chase Li Shengxia.
Li Shengxia suddenly felt that the rain had become less crazy, and there seemed to be a warm atmosphere around her. She turned her face and found that Ling Ya let her coat up with her hands to protect her from the wind and rain.
"Why are you alone in the heavy rain, quickly find a place to shelter from the rain." Ling Yarang's voice was disturbed by the mixed rain, but he still said loudly, for fear that she would not be able to hear it.
"No, I'll go back alone." Li Shengxia said, she didn't like people getting too close to her, especially men. Although Ling Yarang was kind, she really didn't like such an ambiguous distance.
"You can't get a taxi here!" Ling Yarang said loudly to her.
The rain is too heavy, and if you don't shout loudly, you won't be able to hear what the other party is saying.
So she also responded loudly, "It doesn't matter, I can wait a little longer." Then, Li Shengxia rejected his kindness and ran out from under his coat.
The rain poured down frantically again, and her body was as cold as ice.
The most feared is this kind of gentleness, just like Mo Nianchen gave her, when she was in pain, she gave her hope. Just when she felt that she could rely on him, she would not hesitate to take away the wall she was relying on. A brief moment of gentleness is not as good as none.
Therefore, she does not want others to give her such tenderness... because she is afraid of repeating the same mistakes.
Lingya stood there for a moment, followed her, covered her coat on her head, and ran with her...