summer love

Chapter 40 The Summer Night Hunter
When pride is broken, there will be resistance.
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It was late at night, and the private concert held by Xiao Rong gradually ended.

The activities of middle-aged people are full of social purposes, and even children who cooperate will rebel in private.

Lin Sheng suggested a private game before school starts in September, and half of the students will participate.

The location is set at Mount Siyue.next Saturday.

Bai Mang sat at the end of the car, next to Fang Zixin who was sleeping soundly on her shoulder.

Tilting his head slightly, he saw a bright moon hanging, as if gradually falling into the sparkling Nanshan Lake behind him.

The night sky is blue and blue, high and unpredictable.

The atmosphere in the carriage was silent, and the breeze passing through the leaves of the sycamore trees could be heard, as if an unknown insect had grown wings and fluttered.

"Aunt Yuhuan, the person in front of you who is talking...is his name Shui Qianyao?" Dameng, who was sitting in front, suddenly asked gossipingly.

"Yeah, you know him too." Fang Yuhuan cheered up, "It seems that he is not very old, in his early twenties."

Dameng spoke slowly: "Shui Qianyao used to be a game anchor. At that time, the platform was very new and not well-known, and there were very few people who followed her. I know that she likes a game master named Zhou Mingcheng very much. Knowing that she is Zhou Mingcheng's girlfriend, and even had sex with the two of them... Later..."

"Did something happen later?" Fang Yuhuan continued.

"Probably, anyway, Zhou Mingcheng hasn't appeared again. After I followed Shui Qianyao's Weibo, she changed her style and started drying clothes and drying the house. It's different from her before. To be honest, she and When Zhou Mingcheng was dating, sharing the details of their relationship was really sweet."

"Heh..." Fang Yuhuan seemed to laugh.

"I didn't recognize her as Shui Qianyao at first, but I was sure when I saw someone introduce her name."

Fang Yuhuan: "It was her mother-in-law who brought her here today."

"So Shui Qianyao should be married very well, I think all the love microblogs she posted before have been deleted, and she seems to be a different person."

Da Meng's words revealed sentimental sadness.

Fang Yuhuan interrupted with one sentence: "Isn't this just breaking up with the poor boy and finding the rich boy, or something. A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and each has its own fate."

Dameng: "..." How can you say it so lightly.

The same thing, a 20-year-old girl and a 50-year-old woman look at it from different angles and say it differently.

Da Meng was still a little sad.

"People who are clearly in love. If Zhou Shen still plays games, he must be worth a lot in the current environment, and he can instantly kill the average rich second generation."

One fifty, one twenty, actually exchanged so much content with real feelings.

"Zhou Mingcheng...he is a hero born at the wrong time." Dameng smacked his mouth, his voice seemed to be smashed by something.

Fang Yuhuan said mercilessly: "That's his fate too."

"..." Da Meng was about to suffocate.

Fang Yuhuan drew his tone: "Dameng, when you are my age, you will understand a truth."

Dameng: "...what's the point?"

Fang Yuhuan: "Respect the fate of others."

Da Meng:? ? ?
Fang Yuhuan put on a soft voice, and reckoned: "I used to be a kind-hearted and soft-hearted person, and it was easy to feel sorry for what happened to others. Now that I am older, I will naturally become hard-hearted. My life is a mess, and there are traps in front of me. Whether there is a way out in the future, big or small, is a matter, how can there be someone who is so busy worrying about others."

Dameng hummed, she could understand these words.

"You guys are still young, it's the most beautiful time in your life, so cherish it."

Dameng said in a low voice, and after a while, she asked more with concern: "Shui Qianyao's current husband, is he okay?"

Fang Yuhuan smiled and said in the tone of someone who has come here: "Everyone has his own plans, there is nothing good or bad... Everyone is destined to live a life, so let's date the rich, especially the first generation of parents who struggle Come here, falling in love is okay, but getting married is not very interesting. The relationship to be dealt with is very complicated...

The kind of man who only chooses looks to marry a wife is a pig teammate... People like Mrs. Zhao are very shrewd. They seem to be affectionate to their daughter-in-law, but they are all for outsiders to see.

No matter how good-for-nothing the son is, his heart aches. As long as the daughter-in-law makes a mistake, it will be the sand that falls into her eyes-sooner or later she will rub it out.If you ask me, marrying such a family is not good at all, there is no luck at all, it is very tasteless! "

A few words, sharp and ruthless but rubbing the gentleness of profound life.

Bai Mang immediately felt the difference between Fang Yuhuan and Ding Mingwei clearly.Lin Sheng was so clear that he wanted to marry a top-notch family, no doubt he was influenced by Ding Mingwei's thoughts.

Above the shoulder, Fang Zixin was sleeping in a chaotic state.Ding Longze said that Fang Zixin was reincarnated as a sleepy bug, and he was absolutely right.

The street lamps passing by are like sparks in the dark.

Dameng farted on Fang Yuhuan Rainbow: "Aunt Yuhuan, you are so good."

Fang Yuhuan said in a nonchalant tone: "Everyone agrees to that sentence, and the bystanders are the ones who are obsessed with the authorities."

……

Listening to it, Baimang's brain was also a little sleepy, and his head was lightly pressed against the glass window, and his heart suddenly became clear little by little, as if the fog had lifted.

She felt that Fang Yuhuan didn't necessarily tell Da Meng all the things he said, but it might also be for her.

Qi Dafei is even.

It's just...Fang Yuhuan really worried too much.
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The deeds of Shui Qianyao mentioned by Dameng, combined with the rumors heard in the bathroom last month: Jiang Chuanyao smashed the wedding of Zhao’s son. Shui Qianyao has a plan... Today Shui Qianyao followed Mrs. Zhao all the way, and didn't mix with their children at all. I really can't see any connection between the two.

What about Jiang Chuanyao vs. Shui Qianyao?

That guy didn't see anyone in his eyes, and naturally he didn't have that watery beauty either.

She doesn't know what happened back then, but gossip and scandals are both true and false, and outsiders make up their own brains based on leftovers.

Regardless of the facts, there may be different scripts in each party's mind.

Instead of facing the cruel truth, people only want to choose whitewashed lies.

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Da Meng still didn't believe that Jiang Geyang had that kind of relationship with Mo Xiangtong.

……

Through Fang Zixin's sharing, Dameng added Mo Xiangtong's WeChat.

Sometimes there is a surprisingly keen ability between girls-not Dameng to Mo Xiangtong, but Mo Xiangtong to Dameng.

Starting from Dameng and Mo Xiangtong’s WeChat, Mo Xiangtong shared with Dameng some of the things he wanted to buy from time to time, such as eye shadow color and lipstick color, including luxury clothes of big brands.

After sharing for a few days, Mo Xiangtong sent a link to a trendy young T-shirt.

"This is for my boyfriend, what do you think?" Mo Xiangtong asked Dameng.

Dameng subconsciously picked up her fragile heart, with a strange expression on her face.The word "boyfriend" seemed to make it difficult for her to breathe. She clearly guessed it, and she asked in the chat box, "Who is your boyfriend?"

"Jiang Geyang." Mo Xiangtong dropped four words, as if deliberately and lightly read them from his mouth.

"Are you dating?" Every word Dameng typed made his hands tremble.

"Yes, it was Xinzi's birthday party that day, and we confirmed the relationship."

What is killing and punishing one's heart, this is it.

Mo Xiangtong finally shared with Dameng what he wanted to share the most in the most casual and deliberate way.

……

On the afternoon of the thunderstorm the next day, Bai Mang was secretly called to her room by Da Meng.

The clear rain washes the glass windows, and the world outside the windows is particularly clear and clean.

Baimang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of Dameng's bedroom, looking at a delicate branch hanging outside the glass window.

Biqinqin green, like damp cyan.

Dameng sat cross-legged, her big eyes were slightly swollen and astringent as if damp.

About Jiang Geyang, Dameng didn't dare to tell Fang Zixin anymore, but she needed friends very much at this time, and she needed friends who could empathize with her and comfort her "distressed" and "heartbreaking".

Bai Mang couldn't empathize with him, but couldn't comfort him well.

And... Dameng wants to discuss something with Baimang.

"Mo Xiangtong invites me to dinner...he wants to treat me to hot pot with Jiang Geyang."

"Why did she invite you to eat hot pot?" Bai Mang asked.

Dameng lowered his head hurt, embarrassed for a moment, raised his head and said: "I bought two tickets for a stage play before, because Jiang Geyang has always wanted to see a touring stage play. I don't think I have a chance... just take the two tickets I gave it all to Mo Xiangtong."

"..."

Bai Mang looked at Da Meng's sad and guilty eyes calmly, and felt that the reason why Da Meng didn't tell Fang Zixin was probably not just because he was worried that Fang Zixin would dislike her love idea.

But with Fang Zixin's character, he will definitely ask Mo Xiangtong for a lot of valuable tickets back.

"I think...if you don't go, you'll look cowardly." Dameng said.

Bai Mang blinked for a while, then nodded.

"Yeah." She hypocritically agreed.

"Man'er, do you think so too?" Da Meng seemed to have found a true partner.

"En!" Bai Mang was very clear.

"Then you can go with me, can you?" The true partner and the savior.

"En." Bai Mang nodded again, looking serious.

Before being a friend, there is no question of whether you should or should not, but whether you need it or not; since Dameng needs her so much, she will accompany her.
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Dameng was still well prepared for everything, even Fang Zixin had an excuse to take her away for dinner.

"I studied in the library with Baimang in the afternoon, and ate in the library in the evening." Dameng sent Fang Zixin a WeChat message.

Fang Zixin replied with one word: "Get lost."

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The date of a top student, is she not even qualified to have a meal as a scumbag?
Fang Zixin was angry and went downstairs to look for Baimang, but only saw Ding Longze playing a mobile game alone.

Ding Longze has been on vacation for the past two days and has nothing to do, lying on the sofa and cursing with his mobile phone every day.

"The opposite...can the pig hurry up!"

"Jungle, you're squatting in the grass!"

"Heh... Xiaoye's dishes? You can match the dishes with Xiaoye, silly!"

Fang Zixin kicked Ding Longze.

"What-what!" He turned his face to the innocent Xiaojun angrily.

"Move your butt off."

Ding Longze sat up with a whoosh, and reasoned: "Fang Daxin, what serious illness do you have today, is it hindering you by me sitting here playing games?"

It is rare for Fang Zixin to have a sister who teaches others: "Play games all day long, read books and study more when you have time, and you will pass the college entrance examination in a few years, don't stay at home all day and make people feel disgusted, our family doesn't support useless people .”

Ding Longze was very aggrieved, and dropped his phone: "What's wrong with me? I finally took two days off, it's hot outside, where can I go?"

"Go to the library, do you want the free air conditioner?" Fang Zixin raised his eyebrows coldly.

Ding Longze: "..."

Fang Zixin sneered coldly: "Oh, I don't think you've ever been to a library in your life."

Ding Longze stood up coolly, stretched out a finger, and pointed towards the upstairs, and said imposingly: "Go and take off the young master's schoolbag now, let's go to the library now! Together! Whoever doesn't go is a dog." !"

Fang Zixin didn't look panicked at all, rather dismissively: "Okay, let's go to the library now, no one is afraid of anyone."
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Bai Mang and Dameng took a taxi to an ancient style decorated hot pot restaurant in the north of the city.

This hotpot restaurant is not far from Mushi Internet Cafe.

Just two streets away.

"Jiang Geyang lives in the neighborhood in front of him." Dameng said to Baimang, looking at the low, bloated Huanjian houses in front of him.

Bai Mang was called out by Dameng, so she didn't change her clothes. The girl's beach pants, paired with tight short sleeves, were simply hot and earthy beauty.She looked up and looked around, her eyes filled with inexplicable emotion.

The urban-rural fringe area in the north of Ning City is the most similar place to Yuncheng.

Including the restaurants on both sides of the street, they are equally disorganized.

However, it was this sense of familiarity that made her feel a little melancholy.

Bai Mang walked beside Da Meng with his company, his fair face was very indifferent.

Wang Yimeng has also done a good job of psychological preparation, she just wants to have a good meal and end her seven-year crush.

The hot pot restaurant has arrived——

Bai Mang turned his eyes and glanced at Dameng. He had a round face, and his face was indistinct and slightly childish, but the girl's eyeballs were very bright, shining faintly.

The storm in my heart stopped suddenly, and the girl's world became clear.

Bai Mang and Da Meng came to the hot pot restaurant on time, but there was no one there, neither Jiang Geyang nor Mo Xiangtong came.

They waited for a while, but no one came.

Until half an hour, the figure of the two people was still nowhere to be seen.

Dameng had to send a text message to Mo Xiangtong, but Mo Xiangtong didn't reply.

Dameng glanced at Baimang, lowered his head, swiped through the WeChat address book, and found Jiang Geyang.

[Are you here? 】Da Meng is typing in the chat.

The last time Dameng chatted with Jiang Geyang was at Fang Zixin's birthday party.Jiang Geyang returned her a cute emoticon package.

Soon, Jiang Geyang sent a question mark—[? 】

Dameng input - [I'm at the hot pot restaurant, why don't you and Mo Xiangtong come? 】

Jiang Geyang made another question mark.

Dameng showed the chat records to Baimang, and the girl's calm eyes flickered with uncertainty.Bai Mang naturally understood Dameng's changing mood, and said, "Call and ask."

"Um……"

Da Meng dialed the voice.

WeChat voice connected.

Dameng began to state things. The girl who has always been gentle and amiable to others probably felt that she was being tricked in her heart. She couldn't help but pant a little when she asked, but her statement was very clear.

Every word with a gun and a stick, without any concession.

Jiang Geyang listened to Dameng's whole process in silence. After a while, his voice came from the WeChat voice.

"Yimeng, you guys stay at the hot pot restaurant first, and I'll come over later."

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