obsessed with love

Chapter 139 Cruel Ling Chi
Du Ruo's hand that was beating Qiao Anming's back hung down, and his whole body lay limply on his shoulder.

"……You do not want?"

"no……"

"You do not dare?"

"no……"

"what is that?"

"Yes, I can't bear it..."

Can't bear to touch her, can't bear to hurt her, his strongest love for her is to stay away from her.

Qiao Anming hugged the silent body in her arms even tighter, under the rough texture of her palm was her cold and smooth back...

Du Ruo closed his eyes, but the tears still fell, and the crying gradually became louder, and finally wept on his shoulder so hard that he wanted to carry it on his back.

During the whole process, Qiao Anming hugged her tightly, and that sad and desperate cry was the cruelest Ling Chi to him.

Qiao Anming walked out of the corridor, got into the car, and collapsed on the leather chair exhausted, drenched all over...

The skill of practicing for so many years was exhausted.

The next day, woke up by the phone ringing, Du Ruo opened his red and swollen eyes and picked up the phone.

"Hello, who?"

"Me, Mo Youting, did you call me yesterday?"

"Yes." Du Ruo replied vaguely, very sleepy.

"What's up?"

"never mind."

"Oh, I thought you had something to do with me. I just turned off my phone for a while yesterday, and when I turned it on, I saw your missed call... By the way, your coat is in my bar, go get it later."

"Okay, it's okay to hang up."

Du Ruo threw away the phone and fell back into the bed again.

Mo Youting held the phone in a daze, the girl's voice didn't sound right.

But he didn't know that the fate of the three of them was changed just because of the short two hours when he turned off the phone. If it was Mo Youting who answered the phone that night instead of Qiao Anming, everything might be different.

Because of what happened that night, Du Ruo's Spring Festival was naturally uncomfortable.

On the first day of work after the festival, everyone was in high spirits, except for Du Ruo who had dark circles under his eyes.

"Didn't sleep well at home during the Spring Festival?"

"No."

"That means you are not satisfied with the year-end bonus?"

"no!"

Sister Mei saw that she couldn't ask, so she didn't ask any more questions.

When I opened the mailbox, I was notified that the sales planning meeting at the beginning of the year, which was expected to be held this week, was rescheduled to next week.

Du Ruo was a little disappointed, thinking that he would be able to see Qiao Anming this week, but it seemed that he would have to wait another week.

After dinner in the afternoon and returning to the office, everyone looked at her with sympathy.

Sister Mei secretly asked: "Did you offend the higher-ups again, why were you suddenly assigned to the frontier?"

"What distribution frontier?"

"Go and read the mail yourself."

Du Ruo was a little flustered, and when he opened the email, the first one was the transfer notice from the HR department.

"... Du Ruo, the second marketing team, will be transferred to the Wumu Mountain Traditional Chinese Medicine Production Base next week to serve as the marketing team leader after being assessed by the head office..."

Final payment: General Manager's Office.

Qiao Anming's signature below is vigorous and powerful!
And the date she took office happened to be the day before the sales meeting next week.

Du Ruo couldn't help smiling wryly, it's great to have power, if you don't want to see someone, you can make her disappear in the most direct and thorough way!
"Hey, Du Ruo, why don't you talk to Xia Jianguo, you've done a good job, why should you be sent to the valley!"

"No more." She would not ask, besides, Xia Jianguo also obeyed orders and would not know the reason.

"Then you just go there obediently?"

"Well, it's pretty good. I also want to change the environment. Besides, I used to be the team leader, so I was promoted!" Du Ruo cried, laughing uglier than crying.

The administrative work on Mount Wumu seems to be very meticulous, and he quickly arranged a residence for Du Ruo, and even contacted a moving company to move Du Ruo's luggage in the city.

With such high efficiency and thoughtful service, Du Ruo wondered if Qiao Anming ordered it on purpose.

It was logical that a small group leader of her would move to another courtyard, and the administrative manager over there would not be disturbed to make arrangements for her in person no matter what.

After everything was packed, she stayed in the half-empty room, pinching her mobile phone, trying to say goodbye to Qiao Anming, but finally gave up.

In what position and in what capacity did she bid farewell to him?
Since he wanted her to disappear, then she obediently walked away.

If it wasn't for drinking that night, she didn't think she would have the courage to do such an outrageous thing.

It's a pity in life, she has fought for it like that, regardless of self-esteem, regardless of reputation, he didn't give in, so why put a hot face on his cold ass.

If you can't get something, don't force it.

Mo Youting and Zheng Xiaoran asked Du Ruo out for dinner, it was for her.

The location is set at Penglai Mansion, Mo Youting's lair.

"What boss, why don't I ask you not to go to the deep mountains and old forests." Once there was a lot of wine, Mo Youting talked too much.

Du Ruo smiled and pushed him: "You invite me? What can I do in a bar? Be a princess?"

"How can I be willing to be an accountant?"

"Account management is usually the job of the proprietress, and I'm not qualified to do it." Du Ruo joked, but Mo Youting suddenly became serious.

"Who said you can't do it, and you haven't tried it, why don't you try?"

"No, I'll go to the deep mountains and old forests to stay in peace!"

……

Both Mo Youting and Du Ruo drank too much that day, but Zheng Xiaoran was surprisingly sober, watching the two of them laughing and fighting with cold eyes, without holding back their words.

"Go, I'll take a taxi to take you back." Mo Youting grabbed Du Ruo's arm and stuffed her into a taxi, leaving Zheng Xiaoran on the road, and then the taxi started and drove on the road without anyone seeing her. Seeing the sad and sad face behind the car.

After getting out of the car, Du Ruo and Mo Youting stumbled and walked into the alley supporting each other.

The cold wind blowing on her hot face reminded her of that night on New Year's Eve.

The pain was not so clear when she was sober, but when she was drunk, those scenes were all replayed, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

These days, she deliberately made these pains infinitely smaller, so small that she deceived herself not to feel them.

But the night before her departure, she was unwilling after all.

Alcohol can make people narcotic, but it can also make people crazy.

Du Ruo took out his mobile phone and pressed the number tremblingly...

Qiao Anming held his breath, looked at the flickering screen, and picked it up anyway.

"Hello..." as indifferent as ever.

Du Ruo's last trace of strength disappeared with the sound of "Hello".

"I'm leaving...you don't want to see me...I'll go, are you satisfied? Satisfied...?" At the end, the crying sound came out.

Qiao Anming's voice was all stuck in his throat...

After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear his answer, and then there was a beeping tone.

Du Ruo's heart sank to the bottom of the sea with the increasingly rapid beeping.

Looking back, there was Mo Youting's handsome face behind her. She simply held up her mobile phone and said with a wry smile: "He hung up on me, he didn't even want to talk to me..." Then she hugged Mo Youting and cried again Laughing again, like a little madman.

"I don't want much, I'm not greedy...I know I deserve it...but why did he let me disappear? Does he really hate me so much?"

Du Ruo lay on Mo Youting's chest, crying so hard that she almost felt ashamed.

Mo Youting pressed her face against his chest, where his heart was.

Who is the "he" in her mouth?Jiang Hao?

Qiao Anming stood behind the shade of a tree, holding his mobile phone, and looked at the two people hugging each other not far away.

Her angry scolding pierced into her heart sentence by sentence, and her crying, from far to near, all fell into her ears.

Before it even started, he had already hurt her so badly, and he didn't dare to think about it in the future.

He knew she was not greedy, but he was afraid that he would be too greedy.

Enduring for half his life, in exchange for boundless scenery, he is always the invulnerable Qiao Anming in the eyes of others.

Because he has no weaknesses and gaps, he can never fail, so no one or anything can make him relapse.

But why did he return to Tongcheng one day earlier, and stood here waiting for most of the night by accident?

He couldn't answer because he didn't want to admit that he was waiting here to secretly take a last look at her.

"Go back, go back, bye..." Du Ruo waved his hand and stood behind the door to bid farewell to Mo Youting.

The tears are dry, the pain is stranded.

The second the door closed, Mo Youting pushed it open again, and his body quickly came in.

"Du Ruo..."

"Huh?" She responded vaguely, with unconscious provocation.

"Du Ruo..."

"Well, what's so fast..." In the middle of the sentence, Mo Youting blocked everything back with a kiss...

This kiss, he didn't can't help it, it wasn't drunk, it was deliberate.

But Du Ruo was kissed suddenly by him, and his back was pushed against the wall. He accidentally turned off the light switch, and the whole room fell into darkness.

With the smell of alcohol coming from the tip of his tongue in his mouth, Du Ruo closed his eyes, climbed up to his neck, tried to respond, and waited for the turbulence in his body, but no, he was not Qiao Anming after all.

Mo Youting let go, looking at her tightly closed eyes and her red lips kissed by him under the dim moonlight, feeling frustrated.

"Why push yourself? You can push me away."

"I want to give it a try. Besides him, can other people do it?"

He lowered his eyes, with a bitter smile on his face.This is really, the most hurtful reason he's ever heard, love affair, unexpectedly one day he, Mo Youting, will also be reduced to a test product.

Qiao Anming was downstairs, watching Mo Youting hugging her upstairs, a few minutes later, a window lit up, but soon, the light went out again.

Everything returned to dead silence, including his heart.

She was accompanied by someone, and she disappeared. Isn't this the result he wanted? Why, he began to feel uneasy again?

Because the staff dormitory at the Wumushan base has not been built yet, Du Ruo is temporarily arranged in Yaonong's vacant hut.

Although the area is small, it is considered clean, but there is no heating or air conditioning. Du Ruo can imagine how unforgettable this winter will be for her.

He didn't bring many things, just a few sets of clothes and daily necessities, plus the pillow Mo Youting sent.

Suddenly remembering the hasty kiss the night before, Du Ruo smiled wryly and threw the pillow on the bed.

Due to the high terrain of Mount Wumu and the unacceptable water and soil conditions, Du Ruo began to fall ill the next day after arriving.

First, chest tightness, vomiting, and then a fever because of the low temperature.

I've only been there for a week, and I've lost a lot of weight.

Mo Youting called her, she just took medicine and lay down.

"What's wrong? Your voice doesn't sound good."

"I'm not acclimatized to the climate. I have a fever." Du Ruo was weak, feeling that the temperature in the mountain was too low.

……

I hung up the phone, fell into a drowsy sleep, and woke up to find that it was dark.

The mountains are not like the urban areas. After dark, it is eerily quiet. Du Ruo usually turns on all the lights in the house.

He ate instant noodles indiscriminately and was about to lie down on the bed, but he heard a knock on the door. How could there be someone so late?
Du Ruo pinched the drying rack in his hand, held his breath and opened the door.

And the door opened, and the person standing outside was actually Mo Youting.

The puffy black down jacket, line cap, and scarf are all wrapped up tightly, with only a pair of slender eyes exposed.

Du Ruo froze for a moment.

"How did you get here?"

"Drive. I'm freezing to death, why is this place so cold!" He rubbed his hands and squeezed into the room.

Du Ruo was still surprised, and asked, "Did you drive here by yourself?"

"of course."

"But it's snowing so heavily outside, and the mountain road is very dangerous."

"It's very mysterious. I almost rolled down the mountain several times." Mo Youting said it casually, but Du Ruo was terrified when he heard it.

In the middle of the night, she came here from the urban area in the heavy snow, and climbed a few miles of mountain roads to get here. If she said she was not moved, she would not believe it.

Du Ruo poured a cup of hot water and handed it over.

Mo Youting had already taken off his hat and scarf, exposing his nose and face that were flushed from the cold, the hot air in his hand blurred his jade-colored face, making her palpitate uncontrollably.

"What are you here for?"

"Come to see you, I heard you were dying on the phone this afternoon." He smiled very strongly, but actually felt very guilty.

Du Ruo rolled his eyes at him and sat back on the bed weakly.

Mo Youting looked around and yelled distressedly: "There is no heating or air conditioning in this place, how can we live?"

"Just live like this." She endured for a week, and if she didn't die, she wouldn't die.

Seeing her lack of energy, Mo Youting sighed: "Resign, come back to the city with me, there is no way to stay here."

"No, just get used to it." Du Ruo evaded, but she knew that she still had hope in her heart.

Mo Youting was well aware of her temper, so he stopped persuading her, and took out a thermos bag from the bag like a magic trick, and then took out a thermos cup from the thermos bag.

A cup of hot beef brisket and radish soup was served before my eyes.

When Du Ruo saw the soup with squinted eyes, he stared at it immediately and asked, "You made all the effort to come up here just to give this cup of soup?"

"Hmm, are you moved?" Mo Youting replied calmly, but Du Ruo couldn't laugh.

The atmosphere was a little tense all of a sudden, but finally the smell of beef brisket wafted up, arousing Du Ruo's appetite. After eating a bowl of soup, his body and heart warmed up, and he even talked more.

"Do you know, this place only has herbs, not even a decent vegetable. I've been here for a week, and I eat like a rabbit." Du Ruo couldn't help complaining as she wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Mo Youting felt distressed, but did not reveal it.As soon as he entered the door, he saw that she was holding a clothes drying rack in her hand, with a flustered look, haggard face, and dark circles under her eyes.

He knew that the environment here was poor, but it was not just because of her illness that she was so depressed.

Thinking of her nonsense when she was drunk that night, she still couldn't help asking.

"When you were drunk that day, you made a phone call, and the other party probably wasn't Jiang Hao."

Du Ruo didn't expect him to ask, and Mo Youting easily caught his eyes, so even if she didn't answer, he understood that there was another person hidden in her heart.

The snow was heavier, and the sound of branches being crushed by snow could be heard.

Mo Youting began to put on his hat and scarf again, as if he was about to leave.

Du Ruo couldn't bear it, so he said, "Let's go tomorrow, it's dangerous to go down the mountain now."

"That is, you keep me?"

"Whatever you think, I don't want you to make any mistakes because of me." Du Ruo turned his head away, afraid that he would misunderstand.

(End of this chapter)