obsessed with love

Chapter 158
Du Ruo looked at him in a daze, and was patted on the back.

"It's exciting to hide in the corner and peek at others like this?"

When Du Ruo turned her head, Mo Youting's handsome face flashed in front of her eyes. With a thud in her heart, she simply replied: "I don't, I didn't peek!"

"No? Then it wasn't you who went backstage just now?"

"Er..." Du Ruo was at a loss for words, and his face immediately flushed.

Mo Youting wanted to laugh when she saw her silly embarrassment, but Du Meiren immediately realized that something was wrong, raised her head and yelled: "You clearly know that I'm going there, how can you act so passionately in your passionate scene?"

"Of course, letting me die at that time would be better than letting me die!" Mo Youting replied with a smirk, looking very reasonable.

Du Ruo admired him so much, knowing that there were people around, he was able to continue fooling around with women like no one else, without making any noise in the middle, the rhythm was smooth and the voice was full of emotion!
I have a go!A born playboy, with natural talent and superb skills!
Du Ruo didn't want Mo Youting to continue fighting with him, so he drank with a wine glass.

A young master delivered a bass to Mo Youting, and he smiled at Du Ruo's sideways face buried in drinking, turned around and went to the stage.

Soon there was the sound of tuning, Du Ruo turned to look at the stage, Mo Youting had already sat down on a chair in the corner, changed his clothes, the elegant black sweater turned into a black T with geometric figures, a brief The hair was gelled, and the locks stood on end.

A crowd of Mo Meiren's fans had already gathered in the audience, and they frequently came out with their cameras to take pictures of him. He didn't seem to care much about the enthusiasm of the audience, but he just tilted his head slightly, and joined the band members beside him in a serious manner. Audio test…

Du Ruo took out his mobile phone and pressed the shutter in the direction of Mo Youting. Although he was far away and the image was blurry, he could still be recognized at a glance when he was sitting among the group of people. Can't stop.

"It turns out that Mr. Mo is a bass player. I can't tell, but he seems to be serious and reliable!" Below is a photo of Mo Youting sitting on a chair and tuning.

When Zheng Xiaoran received this text message, he was on the taxi from the project site to the bar. When he saw the photo below, he looked at it carefully for a long time, and the smile on his mouth continued until the door of the bar.

The taxi driver watched from the rearview mirror, but finally couldn't hold back and interjected: "Miss is going to meet her boyfriend, Xi Cheng is like this!"

Zheng Xiaoran was startled, but quickly put away his phone and replied, "Well, I'm going to see my boyfriend..."

The atmosphere at the scene was very good, with whistles, cheers, the clash of electric guitars and drums, one after another, the heat wave was high, but Du Ruo was always nestled in the corner, because she couldn't grab the favorable terrain in front of the stage, and they were all taken by the gang. Mo fans occupy.

There is already a row of empty wine glasses in front of her, not because she is greedy for alcohol, but because there are too many facts accumulated in her heart, the words Qiao Anming said in the office during the day, and the hug in Chongzhou before, all of them intersect in her heart, gloomy, Be careful and drink too much.

Zheng Xiaoran asked several young masters before finding Du Ruo. After finding it, he beat her on the shoulder and then sat down on the high chair beside her. Seeing the row of empty wine glasses on the bar counter, he asked, "You drank these ? Seeing that you were fine at noon, you were stimulated again?"

"No, it's just that the atmosphere is so good that I drank too much before I knew it." Du Ruo thanked Mo Youting somewhat. If he hadn't invited her to watch the show, she would definitely be crying under the quilt by herself now.

Zheng Xiaoran saw Du Ruo's calm expression, so she didn't ask any more questions. She took off her padded jacket and looked around. There was a dark crowd in front of the stage. From where she was standing, she couldn't see the performers at all. , so Zheng Xiaoran tried to pull Du Ruo: "What are you doing sitting here, it's so boring, go to the show!"

"I'm not going. Didn't you see those women? I wish I could take Mo Youting home in pieces. I'm not his fan. Why go to join in the fun! Besides, the songs they sing are like howling wolves , I can't understand a word!"

This is indeed Du Ruo's truth. She sat here and listened to it for almost an hour. Except that her ears were almost deafened, she really didn't understand a single song.

Zheng Xiaoran replied contemptuously: "What people want to play in a band is this excitement. It's metal rock, of course you don't understand it. But anyway, you are only 25, so don't always put yourself in the age group of your aunt, okay! "

"Then I really don't understand. If I can't sing the song well, I just hold the guitar and shake my head and walk on the floor... You haven't seen the girl just now, just the lead singer in the red dress. As for the leather jacket, after singing a song, he was shirtless... Tsk tsk, it’s such a cold day, and there are so many audiences below..." Du Ruo said, thinking of the hot girl he saw in the porch just now. In one scene, the roots of his ears began to turn red again.

In fact, she really only has the face of a goblin. When it comes to matters between men and women, sometimes Zheng Xiaoran is so innocent that she is too embarrassed to talk about her!
The atmosphere on and off the stage was still hot, and it was getting stronger and stronger, but Zheng Xiaoran didn't come to the stage to join in the fun, but accompanied Du Ruowo to drink in the corner of the bar.

After the song was over, all the music stopped, and the bar became much quieter in an instant, but soon someone spoke with a microphone: "Thank you so much for the support of so many people today, this is our band's first public performance, next is our A chorus of four..."

Then the smooth but slightly melancholy music sounded, Du Ruo's heart sank, and he joked, "Finally I can sing a quieter song..." But the next second, the music stopped, and then there was a low but very pleasant song Male voice: "Whenever I want to fly to high places, I always feel too much weight. Now I no longer think about the concept of the distance. There is always a bit of desolation behind every impulse. I just need to keep singing to stop me. thought of……"

The voice of the whole audience seemed to be eliminated in an instant, and the low-pitched but penetrating male voice reached everyone's ears through the gaps in the crowd. Du Ruo's heart skipped a beat. Standing in the center of the stage was Mo Youting.

She never thought that Mo Youting could sing, or rather, she never thought that Mo Youting would look like this when singing on stage, with his head slightly lowered and his eyes closed, as if the whole world was going away from him, he All you need is that stalk of wheat, a light melody, and completely immerse yourself in your own world.

Du Ruo knows how noisy, naughty, and childish he is usually, but now seeing him singing on the stage, earnest and affectionate, Du Ruo suddenly seemed to see another Mo Youting , a completely unfamiliar Mo Youting that she never thought of.

"Hey, it turns out that Mr. Mo can sing, and he sings so well!" Du Ruo finally woke up from the shock, and pushed Zheng Xiaoran next to him with the hand holding the wine glass, but kept his eyes on the stage.

Zheng Xiaoran next to her didn't seem to respond. Du Ruo thought she didn't hear her, so she kicked her high chair harder, turned her eyes away, and saw Zheng Xiaoran took a full sip from the wine glass, and gradually lowered her head. He sighed deeply, then turned around and looked at Du Ruo seriously, and replied, "This is "Impotence"..."

"What? What impetuousness!" Du Ruo didn't understand her meaning at all.

Zheng Xiaoran took another sip of wine, held the round wine glass in his hand and slowly rubbed it against the edge of the glass, and then said quietly: "This song, the name of the song is "Impotence", an album released by Xu Wei a long time ago, The name of the album is "That Year"..."

"Xu Wei? That Xu Wei who sings rock?"

"Yeah!" Zheng Xiaoran nodded: "The melody of this song is actually very noisy, but they adapted it and it became what it is now."

"It's nice to hear, rock and roll doesn't necessarily have to be noisy." Du Ruo didn't feel Zheng Xiaoran's abnormality at all, and continued to talk to himself: "I didn't expect Mo Youting to be able to sing and play bass, and I've known him for so long , He always looks like a fool, this is probably the first advantage I have discovered from him so far."

"He doesn't have to play tricks, he actually wants to do something seriously." Zheng Xiaoran's voice suddenly became much quieter. Du Ruo heard a general idea, but the bar was too noisy, so he couldn't hear clearly, so he followed Zheng Xiaoran's words again. Xia said: "What else can he do seriously? What is he doing for fun? He opened a bar before, then bartended, and now he is in a band. Just wait and see. If you can't last a month, this band will definitely disband! "

"Why are you so prejudiced against Mo Youting!" Zheng Xiaoran raised his head down suddenly, staring at Du Ruo with a little chill in his eyes, Du Ruo was terrified by her watching, and explained in a daze: "I I don’t have any prejudice against him. He’s actually not bad. As far as he’s willing to lend me 30 at a time, at least he’s generous, sincere, and doesn’t have too much money. Isn't it the nature of the young master of the rich family, hehe...he has this fate to dawdle all day, what does it have to do with me, why should I have prejudice against him!"

Du Ruo spoke very casually, without concealing his true thoughts about Mo Youting in his heart at all. At the end, he simply turned his eyes to the stage again. Mo Youting had already stood up from his chair, holding the microphone and singing the chorus , the other players behind him coordinated with him.

Zheng Xiaoran suddenly said again: "Du Ruo, in fact, if you are willing to calm down and look at Mo Youting with a fair eye, you will find that his life is no easier than ours."

"What?" Du Ruo didn't hear Zheng Xiaoran's words clearly, and asked again.

Zheng Xiaoran raised his voice a little, and continued: "He was born in that kind of family, and many things can't be decided by himself, such as what school to study, what major to study, where to go to work, even what breakfast to eat in the morning, what clothes to wear, all these things are done early in the morning. There are people who arrange it for him, but he has no way to choose by himself. I went to accompany him on a blind date. The other party is the daughter of the deputy mayor of Tongcheng. Living according to other people's wishes, how easy do you think he can live?"

"..." Du Ruo didn't speak, because she was so shocked that she had nothing to say, not because she was shocked by Mo Youting's real life, but because she was shocked by Zheng Xiaoran's ability to understand Mo Youting so deeply.

But Zheng Xiaoran continued: "Have you heard the lyrics of the song just now? If you listen carefully, you can hear the helplessness and helplessness in his voice, the hesitation about the future, and the compromise with the status quo...so ..." At this point, her voice seemed to be stuck, and she quickly took another sip of wine to continue: "So, don't always look at him with colored glasses, he has endured no less than us!"

With such a lengthy description and in-depth analysis, Zheng Xiaoran put together a completely different Mr. Mo for Du Ruo with a posture that was so quiet that it was similar to a narration. Suddenly it starts to cool down slowly...

At that time, Zheng Xiaoran was sitting with his back to the stage, and in front of the stage were all the light sticks slowly shaking in the hands of the guests, while Mo Youting was buried in the pile of light sticks and silhouettes singing the song "Impetuous", The distance was not too far, but because of the halo and the silhouettes of the crowd in front of him, Mo Youting on the stage was only a vague outline in Du Ruo's eyes.

But Zheng Xiaoran was real. She was sitting in front of her, slowly rubbing the cup with both hands, her head was lowered, some scattered hair covered most of her forehead, only a round chin remained, and the light, shadow and applause on the stage, all Blocked by her behind.

In the not-too-distant future, Du Ruo once resented herself for not waking Zheng Xiaoran up earlier, but how could she not know that once something like love starts, there is no room for it to be taken back.

After listening to such a lengthy analysis, she somewhat understood the meaning behind Zheng Xiaoran's expressions, but she dared not admit it, nor did she dare to ask.

She has experienced a hopeless relationship before. Qiao Anming rejected her so bluntly a few hours ago, so she understands the pain of a hopeless relationship, so naturally she doesn't want Zheng Xiaoran to go her own way.

Besides, this Mo Youting was kissing and kissing the lead singer of the band in the background an hour ago, Zheng Xiaoran and him are totally different.

"Xiao Ran..." Du Ruo paused, moved the high chair in front of Zheng Xiaoran, and asked, "When did you start listening to rock? Why do you know so much about Mo Youting?"

Zheng Xiaoran on the opposite side began to hem and haw and explain: "I have always liked listening to rock and roll, besides, I came here once when they were rehearsing this song..."

Such a far-fetched explanation, of course Du Ruo knew that she was escaping, so she took down the warm wine glass she was rubbing and put it on the bar, then turned her high chair to face the stage, stretched out her hand, and pointed at Mo You. The red shadow behind Ting said: "Did you see that girl? She is the lead singer of the band. An hour ago, she and Mo Youting were kissing in the backstage corridor..."

Zheng Xiaoran clenched his hands, turned his face to look at Du Ruo.

Du Ruo felt sorry for her ignorant and unbelieving expression, but continued to say: "I know you know what kind of person Mo Youting is, even better than me. He is fickle, fickle, and irresponsible..."

Before the words were finished, screams suddenly sounded on the stage, Du Ruo and Zheng Xiaoran looked up at the same time, Mo Youting was embracing the red shadow and kissing with tongue... Applause, screams, cheers... A wave of waves overwhelmed the entire audience. The performance reached its climax in an instant, and the two people on the stage were still embracing each other as if no one else was there, kissing and lingering completely forgetfully, half of the girl's leather jacket was taken off, and most of her smooth and round shoulders were exposed outside. She simply didn't care, wrapped her entire arm around Mo Youting's neck, and her body was pressed against his chest like a charming bird...

Looking from the position where Zheng Xiaoran was sitting, there were two figures leaning slightly to one side and standing close to their bodies in the light, the black shadows in red clothes, no matter how you looked at them, they were very attractive.

Zheng Xiaoran sniffed, grabbed Du Ruo's wine glass and took a deep sip, picked up his heavy padded jacket sitting next to him, and walked out of the bar.

Du Ruo wanted to catch up, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Emotional problems, no one can solve!

The voices around the stage gradually faded away. Du Ruo looked at her watch. It was almost early morning, and there was a row of empty glasses in front of her. She drank almost everything from stout to whiskey.

After Zheng Xiaoran left, he sent Du Ruo a text message, just six words: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid!"

For these six words, Du Ruo ordered another glass of red wine, and while drinking, stared at the short six words in a daze!
Don't worry, I'm not stupid!Don't worry, I'm not stupid!She recited silently in her heart over and over again, as if persuading herself or hypnotizing herself.These six words came too timely, just enough to awaken her feelings for Qiao Anming, but after waking up, what she had to face after waking up were cold facts and cold words. She didn't want to wake up, she would rather be in a dream In the dream, at least Qiao Anming in the dream would still hug her and say things that made her heart ache...

Du Ruo remembered the first time she quarreled with Jiang Hao. At that time, they had just started dating. Usually, girls in the period of passionate love have the right to go crazy, so she broke up with Jiang Hao because of something bigger than P. What was it specifically? Ruo can't remember clearly, but she remembers that it was her own fault that time, making trouble out of nothing, anyway, relying on Jiang Hao's favor, she made a fuss unscrupulously once, after the trouble was over, she was still not reconciled, she shook her hand and said something to Jiang Hao "There will be no date", but she knew in her heart that within 12 hours, Jiang Hao would definitely turn around and look for her. No matter how wrong she was, no matter how violent she was, she just wanted to vent her anger...

The final outcome was naturally as she wished. Jiang took her favorite mango pudding and stood downstairs in her dormitory and yelled a hundred words of sorry. Only then did Du Mei reluctantly give her a high hand and let Jiang go.

But now... Du Ruo drank the last bit of wine in the wine bottle...

Now she no longer has the power and ambition to make trouble, and she doesn't even have the stand to make trouble!
Qiao Anming made it very clear that he only went to her for some air because he was having trouble with his wife. That is to say, after turning around, she was just his comfort when he was anxious. If she was not in Chongzhou at that time, maybe he found her It is other people, A, B, C, D are fine, it is not only you, Du Ruo, but she, Du Ruo, foolishly thinks that she is an exception to him.

What a joke, he, Qiao Anming, has been a master for half his life, no matter how big the accidents and orders are, there will be no "exceptions". How can she be an exception to him!

What a shame!Du Ruo rubbed her alcohol-burned face vigorously with the palm of her hand... She is not a superwoman, the "self-defeating" scene in his office this morning was ugly, but luckily she didn't cry in front of him , Fortunately, okay, at least I left myself a room for maneuver.

Du Ruo took out his phone, found Qiao Anming's number, and entered the interface for editing text messages...

Mr. Qiao, Qiao Anming... She repeatedly entered and deleted these two titles. After tossing for a long time, there was still only one word "Joe" on the phone screen. I don't know, what position is there to text him.

Mo Youting had actually been paying attention to Du Ruo who was sitting in the corner. If he remembered correctly, this was the third bottle of wine she had opened tonight.

From the barbecue bar just now, it was obvious that she was not in a normal mood. Now seeing her drinking alone, it is even more certain that she has something hidden in her heart.

Mo Youting changed his clothes and walked over, lightly patted Du Ruo on the shoulder, and greeted with a smile: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Du Ruo was startled by the sudden voice behind him, and quickly put the phone in his hand off and put it in his pocket, but the big "Joe" still fell into Mo Youting's eyes, and he was slightly startled , my heart twitched a little, but there was still a calm smile on my face.

Du Ruo saw who was coming, and replied with a smile: "Well, it's okay to go back anyway, so I stayed for a while. The band's performance was very successful, and you are also very popular with guests. I can't tell, you can also sing and play bass..." She The speed of the speech was a bit fast, and it was obviously a perfunctory tone, with unclear emotions flickering on his face.

On the contrary, Mo Youting was very pleased with her praise, shrugged his shoulders, and replied proudly: "Of course, you don't even know how to do this, how can you come out to mess around! If you are willing to spend more time paying attention, you will I found that there are still many unknown secrets in me..." He deliberately lengthened the ending of the word "secret" to make a very mysterious look.

Du Ruo smiled and punched him: "Virtue, if you give me some color, I will open a dyeing workshop!"

Mo Youting took advantage of the situation to step back, put his hands on his chest and pretended to be in pain: "How can you be as virtuous as Zheng Xiaoran, and do it as soon as you say it!"

When Du Ruo heard the word "Zheng Xiaoran", he suddenly felt a little uneasy, and wanted to talk to Mo Youting about his relationship with Zheng Xiaoran, the lead singer in the red dress came up and put his arm around Mo Youting's shoulder, He whispered something close to his ear.

It was useless for Du Ruo to hear clearly, and he was too lazy to hear clearly.

She had seen the intimate interaction between them twice in one night, so when the girl posted it, she quickly turned her face away and looked away.

Mo Youting seemed to be used to such intimacy in public, put his arm around the girl's waist, and responded with a light smile: "Got it, you go to my place and wait, the key is under the potted plant at the door..."

"You won't come with me?"

"So impatient?..." Mo Youting let go of the person in his arms with a naughty smile, frowning with a regretful look: "I also want to take you there now, but there are still things in the bar, so you go first , take a shower, I'll be there in an hour..."

Du Ruo's ears were red and his heart was beating!Forgive her, she is really stubborn in this regard, and the conversation between the two people in front of her is too graphic, coupled with the hot scenes she witnessed just now, there is really no way to control the soaring hotness on her face...

"Hey... hello..." Mo Youting turned to call Du Ruo after explaining clearly to the girl, but she saw her lowered her head slightly, biting her lower lip tightly, and turned her head in a daze when she heard someone calling her , answered: "Um... what? Where did you talk?"

"Speaking of you being too ungentle, you can be as virtuous as Zheng Xiaoran!"

"Oh..." Du Ruo looked stupid and glanced over. The girl in the red dress hadn't left just now, but was standing beside him holding Mo Youting's arm.

Those hot images reappeared in Du Ruo's mind, and successfully, his consciousness began to go offline again...

Mo Youting called Du Ruo two more times, and she finally came back to her senses, but suddenly stood up and started packing her bags, as if she was going to leave.

Seeing her look like this, Mo Youting was a little anxious, and asked after her: "Where are you going? Gone?"

"Well, let's go... let's go, you are busy, don't pay attention to me...you go to work!" Then he took his bag, walked around Mo Youting and walked to the bar entrance, but his footsteps were obviously unsteady, and his body also turned to both sides tilt…

Mo Youting scolded in his heart, he probably drank too much again, and he was trying to save face, but he was worthless and worried, so he turned around and asked the girl next to him for leave: "She seems to have drunk too much, I'll go see her off. "

The face of the girl in the red dress who had been smiling suddenly turned dark, and she poked Mo Youting viciously on the forehead and asked, "Who is she? It's none of your business if she drinks too much!"

"She's my friend. She came to see my performance. If something happens along the way, I can't justify it!"

"Then take a look, half of the people in this incident are your friends, and one third of them have drunk too much today. Do you want to give them away one by one!"

Seeing that the girl couldn't be coaxed, Mo Youting lost the patience to coax her, so he simply took a stack of money from his wallet and patted it in her hand, sending it off with a serious expression: "If you are still interested in playing, then Just go to the place where I live and wait for me, if you are not interested, OK, then leave here, I don’t like repeating the same thing twice with the same woman, you should think about it yourself!” Then she turned around very coolly, leaving the rest of her life alone The girl froze in place.

A few seconds later, Mo Youting's back was already submerged in the crowd. Holding the stack of money, she stomped her feet and shouted, "Mo, you heartless bastard! What kind of friend? You fucking put P!" But as soon as he finished speaking, he was swallowed up by the voices in the bar in a second.

In this world, there are many feelings without temperature, starting from the body and ending from the body!

Du Ruo came out of the bar and stood on the side of the road to take a taxi.

The wind is very cold in winter nights, and there are many people waiting for a bus at the intersection of Bar Street. After drinking, her consciousness began to be a little blurred by the wind, and her footsteps were unsteady, so she struggled for a long time, but still couldn't get a car. taxi.

Finally, a car stopped in front of him. Du Ruo just wanted to open the door and step up, but was pulled by the person behind him, and he staggered back a few steps, struggling to stand still, but the car was stepped on by someone else. !
Du Ruo is usually very violent, drunk seven to eight minutes, extremely bad mood, and then encountered the "shame" of being robbed of a taxi by others, so when he lost his temper, he rushed up and grabbed the girl who was about to get in the car half of the girl was already in the car, half of her body was grabbed by Du Ruo, and her posture was very ugly, so she shook it hard a few times, but she couldn't shake it, so she could only turn her head and look at Du Ruo.

Du Ruo didn't seem very annoyed, but just grabbed the girl's scarf and refused to let go, exhaling drunkenly, and asked vaguely: "Hey...what's the matter with you? Didn't see...didn't see the car, yes Stop what's in front of me?"

The girl was scruples about manners, after all, it would be embarrassing to quarrel with a drunk on the street, so she didn't answer, but pulled her scarf hard, trying to pull it out of Madman Du's hand, but Madman Du refused to let go, and the girl pulled The more fierce she was, the tighter she pulled, and finally strangled her neck, and the girl howled: "Hey, what are you doing! Let go!"

Du Ruo couldn't let go, and tugged on the scarf vigorously, yelling, "Get out of the car, get out of the car... this car is mine!"

The girl's boyfriend rushed over and saw his woman fighting with someone else, so he pushed Du Ruo away, carefully protected the girl in his arms, and reprimanded him coldly: "What's going on, isn't it just for a taxi?" , as for letting you do it?"

"She snatched my car first, and that car was obviously parked in front of me!"

"How do you know the car is parked in front of you? It's obviously our hand!"

"Who saw you waving? Anyway, I didn't see it...so you guys, come down!" Du Ruo couldn't swallow, arguing in a high-pitched voice. Why make a fuss over a molehill, why go to war for a taxi.

The girl curled up in her boyfriend's arms saw that Du Ruo was helpless and drunk, so she refused to give in, and raised her voice to chime in: "A woman drinks like this in the middle of the night, and even steals cars from others unreasonably. Why do you say that this car is yours? Who is to blame for your slow movement! If you can’t snatch it, you still do it... A woman like you should spend more time outside to relax and sober..."

At the end of Du Ruo's hearing, all that was left in front of her eyes was the woman's mouth curled up in the man's arms. Too many images appeared in her mind, from Qiao Anming's hug to the conversation in the office in the morning, all the shots were switched quickly, like light and dark. Continuous slides, and finally the thinking returns instantly, all the voices pointing around poured in, those pictures in the mind suddenly disappeared, and only the four words echoed in the ears: "Wake up..."

Sober and sober... She was trembling all over, and the emotions she had been holding all day suddenly collapsed. She rushed over and grabbed the front of the girl's clothes, and shouted drunkenly: "I know you think I am a fool, a fool, I don't know how much I am Jiliang, still pretending to be a passionate lunatic, but let me tell you, I am willing, I am willing to be a fool... At least I still have the courage, how about you? You coward, why? Why don't you take other people's feelings seriously? ..."

The girl caught by Du Ruo stared wide-eyed, watching Du Ruo weep bitterly in front of her like watching a play, like a complete lunatic, and finally let go of her hands holding her front, her body lost her balance, and her whole body was on the verge of losing her balance. Gradually slide down...

The girl got rid of Du Ruo's confinement, dragged her boyfriend into the car like a ghost...

Mo Youting stood in the crowd and watched the whole farce played by Du Ruo, and finally watched her break down emotionally, curled up and squatted on the ground like a helpless cat, weeping.

He's not a substitute, he doesn't want to come out at the end every time, and then clean up the emotional mess for her, but he can't control his heartache, and he can't help but watch her sitting in the wind alone, crying or laughing, all he thinks is Another person.

"Du Ruo..." Mo Youting finally walked over, bent down and tried to pull the person on the ground up, but as soon as her fingers touched her shoulder, she pushed him away reflexively, and then changed to a more lazy one. The posture continues to sit on the ground...

Mo Youting took a deep breath, controlled his anger, and pulled her up again, but Du Ruo pushed her away several meters away with all his strength, and shouted indiscriminately: "Don't touch me, Leave me alone, I don't need your sympathy!"

During the yelling, Madman Du did not forget to yell "Get out" again in a high pitched voice!
Mo Youting's good temper was completely worn out by her, and he walked over again with a sullen face, grabbing her shoulders and trying to drag her up, but Madman Du had the strength to bend his legs, and his whole buttocks sank to the ground...

Seeing Du Ruo's "mess" appearance, Mo Youting felt angry and distressed, so he let go of her hands, and she sat back on the ground with her whole buttocks, and he also squatted beside her, holding her shoulders , turning her whole body to face him...

"Look at you, should I really take a mirror to show you what you look like now? I wouldn't look straight at you even if I looked at your lifeless face!"

"You put P! Do you know what's going on? Do you know how uncomfortable I feel? If you don't know, shut up the fuck!"

"I don't know, but do you think drinking is useful? Do you think it's useful to find a stranger in the street? Are you usually not very capable? Why do you lose your confidence when you meet him? You have the guts to call him! Yes Crying in his face..."

Mo Youting's anger was all aroused by Du Ruo. Anyway, she made such a fuss tonight, and he didn't intend to pretend anymore. It's better for everyone to talk about it than to watch her cry alone.

So Mo Youting quickly took out the phone from Du Ruo's pocket, turned to Qiao Anming's number, pressed a button and dialed...

Du Ruo's pupils dilated, tears, panic, fear, all expressions were frozen on his face. Finally, he came back to his senses, leaned over and grabbed the phone from Mo Youting's hand. Things got serious, and the two got entangled together. Mo Youting grabbed Du Ruo's waving arms with all his strength, and wrapped her in his arms. During the struggle, the phone fell to the ground...

Crazy Du's emotions changed from excitement to collapse, and he was paralyzed in Mo Youting's arms and sobbing continuously... The last scolding gradually turned into crying, and tears fell densely, soaking his eyelids, soaking his cheeks, and finally With the chin dripping down the neck...

Mo Youting hugged her body distressedly, put his arms around her shoulders, pressed his chin against the top of her head, stroked her hair softly with both hands, and said gently against her ears: "Okay, Du Ruo, it's all right... everything will pass..."

But she didn't answer, she just put her face on his chest, and said slowly, word by word: "...he doesn't like me, I don't blame him, but what I can't bear is that in the end, he still treats me like a boss." My identity is disregarding me... Do you know this feeling, like I am acting a one-man show alone, playing a complete fool who has no room for turning around... What's even more ridiculous is that I still feel that I am willing, even if Being so wronged...I still don't want to give up...I don't even have the courage to hate him..."

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Qiao Anming held the mobile phone, listening to the intermittent crying mixed with the voice on the other end of the phone...

She should be on the way, because there are sounds of cars, wind, and horns on the phone, mixed with her sobbing, telling out the grievances in her heart little by little, and at the same time making his heart a little bit slower...

He didn't know the circumstances under which she made the call, but from the other party's background, she didn't seem to know that he was holding the phone and listening...

He has been distracted all day because of the conversation in the morning, because she didn't finish a lot of work, so he is still working overtime in the office so late, but he received such a call for no reason...

Qiao Anming held her breath and leaned on the chair while holding the phone, the image of her crying and complaining had already begun to appear in her mind.

Qiao Anming silently convinced himself in his heart that responsibility, morality, emotion, desire, and all kinds of contradictions came together, and he had no choice.

He knew that he was too greedy, and it was because of greed that Qiao Anming became what he is now, but it was also because of greed that one day he would hurt the woman on the other end of the phone. The intermittent crying on the other end of the phone was already distressing, what would he do, and lead her into the suffering of the unknown years in the future.

All kinds of reluctance, in fact, ultimately boil down to one sentence: She is very good, not because he is unwilling, but because he can't take responsibility!

The voice on the other end of the phone continued... Qiao Anming didn't have the courage to listen any more, so he let go of the phone and hung up...

Mo Youting hugged Du Ruo tightly, her voice became very quiet, and even the crying gradually died down...

"I know he has a family, I know I shouldn't be like this...but I can't control it...I've tried my best, really, I tried to give up...but my heart is too uncomfortable, like holding my breath, suffocating myself, and can't come out would suffocate..."

She lay on Mo Youting's chest, complaining in a low voice, not hiding it, she was no longer that mad woman who pretended to be strong, she had too many grievances stuck in her chest, and always needed an opportunity to speak out.

This struggle, no, it's more appropriate to say that it's more appropriate to vent. From the initial hysteria to the current compromise and abandonment, the tears are all dry on the face, the hair sticks to the cheek, and the lips are dry and cracked by the cold wind. It doesn't matter, it just nestles in Mo Youting's arms, like a little beast that can't find an exit, greedy for the warmth of this moment.

Mo Youting felt pain and hatred in his heart. He loved her for getting involved in such a hopeless relationship. The ending had already been written. She was a moth to the fire, and she would definitely "not end well". He hated her for not treating him as an outsider every time. The grievance and pain were only told to him alone. She regarded him as a friend, a confidant, and someone who could pour out her heart, but he didn't want to.

Witnessing her grievance and collapse was more uncomfortable than making him suffer.

(End of this chapter)