God even has a crush on me

Chapter 301
"Haha..." Bergamot suddenly thought of a very interesting thing, and hurriedly followed upstairs, "Brother, can you help me think of a Chinese name?"

"No time." Someone directly refused.

"Then I'll go to my sister for help." Bergamot turned around and left after speaking.

Fang Chengjun turned around quickly, grabbed his back collar, and stuck his throat.

"Cough," Bergamot struggled instinctively and protested, "Brother, let go!"

Fang Chengjun let go of his hand, and said expressionlessly: "You can go to her, don't mention me to her."

"Hee hee..." Bergamot laughed mischievously, "Brother, do you want me to bring you back my sister's situation? My sister was dumped by you just now, don't you want to know how she is doing?"

"Don't say anything if you can hold it back, it's up to you." Fang Chengjun finished speaking in a cold voice, then turned and walked into the bedroom, closing the door and shutting him out.

The bergamot touched his nose, and he felt very upset, this bastard brother is getting more and more hateful, he can't beat him to death.

……

That night, Han Ning'er's mood collapsed twice, no matter how Meng Zhiqing tried to comfort and persuade her, it had no effect at all.

The grief and unwillingness in my heart turned into tears, like a fountain, flowing continuously, and I couldn't stop.

Crying and crying, her eyes were swollen from crying. Meng Zhiqing had never seen a girl so sad, nor had she seen anyone who could cry for such a long time.

How many hours have you been crying?

From the setting sun until it was completely dark, and now it's long past dinner time, Meng Zhiqing's heart is getting worse and worse, and he can't bear to see her cry anymore.

"Ning'er, are you feeling better?" Meng Zhiqing tried to ask her.

Han Ning'er choked with sobs and nodded, looking at his handsome face with blurred eyes, "Mr. Meng, I want to drink."

"drink wine?"

Meng Zhiqing hesitated, it's understandable for a girl to be in a bad mood and get drunk, but he didn't want to see her get drunk after falling out of love, fearing that her situation would get worse.

"I want to drink." Han Ning'er said again.

Meng Zhiqing smiled helplessly, helped her up, and said softly: "I know there is something better than wine to relieve sorrow, do you want to try it?"

"What is it?" Han Ning'er asked him curiously, her mind was a little distracted, and it was no longer a painful lovelorn.

"Come with me." Meng Zhiqing supported her body, probably because she cried too much just now, her body was a little weak at the moment, and she couldn't even use the strength to walk.

After walking for several steps, she regained her state and was finally able to walk by herself.

Meng Zhiqing didn't dare to walk too fast, and would secretly observe her face from time to time, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, she would collapse again.

Soon the two walked to the elevator, and he let her into the elevator first, and then walked in by himself.

Han Ning'er kept his head down, not saying a word, but he was so calm that he was worried.

The elevator stopped and went, and it took a long time to get down to the first floor. He took her out of the building, returned to the car, and the car drove away slowly.

Han Ning'er was very quiet along the way, and from time to time her mind still ran out of control about the sweetness of the past. No wonder she always saw lovelorn girls crying at school. It turns out that this is the feeling of being broken up.

Broken love will make people recall the beautiful past time and time again. Every good memory is like a sharp knife, piercing the heart mercilessly. abuse.

The depth of love, the pain of loss.It's like an endless loop, and I can't get out of it.

The car stopped and stopped, and every time she was stopped by a red light, her heart would feel inexplicable pain, as if her future was full of red lights, and it was not smooth at all.

Sure enough, when a person breaks up in love, he sees that everything is bad. This feeling is terrible.

"Here we are." Meng Zhiqing reminded the car when it finally stopped outside a fruit shop.

Han Ning'er took a few beats to react, consciously unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car.

Meng Zhiqing got out of the car together, and immediately grabbed her into the fruit shop. A familiar smell of durian wafted through her nostrils, and Han Ning'er lifted her spirits a little.

"I smell the smell of durian!" Han Ning'er involuntarily ran to the durian fruit shelf, sniffing the scent of durian greedily.

Meng Zhiqing walked in front of her calmly, and said softly, "How about I treat you to eat durian instead of drinking?"

"Okay, I want to finish one!" Han Ning'er pointed to the biggest durian after speaking, her intention was obvious, she wanted to eat this.

Meng Zhiqing turned to the shopping guide and said, "Waiter, open this durian for me."

"Okay." The shopping guide came over, picked up the durian carefully, weighed it first, and said after weighing it, "Sir, it's 8 catties in total, 280 yuan, do you want to open it?"

"Open." Meng Zhiqing walked to the cashier, took out his mobile phone, and paid directly with WeChat.

Han Ning'er walked to his side, looked at his side face, felt a little sorry, and said weakly: "Mr. Meng, this durian is too expensive..."

"Spending money can let you vent your unhappiness, but I think it's worth it." Meng Zhiqing said indifferently.

Han Ning'er was at a loss for words. She knew she would be dumped, so she didn't ask Meng Zhiqing out. Let him see her like this, she couldn't be too rude.

The two waited for a while, when the durians were ready, Meng Zhiqing brought two big boxes of durian meat and took her out of the fruit shop together.

The next stop was a place she was very familiar with, the food street outside her school. He took her into a light porridge shop, and then brought out the durian to her.

"Durian is high in calories and goes well with porridge."

"..."

Han Ning'er resisted in her heart, porridge and durian don't go well together at all!
Who cares, durian is her true love, she wants to eat durian!

Han Ning'er put on the disposable gloves in the bag, and started eating durian without saying a word.

After taking a bite, I suddenly remembered the existence of someone, so I said politely: "Mr. Meng, don't you want to eat?"

"I don't eat durian." Meng Zhi refused with a slight smile.

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, and something was happening in her heart, and she encouraged her wickedly: "Durian is delicious, I guarantee that you will fall in love with this taste after taking a bite."

"Uh, then I'll try." Meng Zhiqing bit the bullet and agreed, he didn't want to see disappointment on her face, so he made it difficult for himself a little.

Putting on his gloves, he took the smallest piece of durian flesh and tried to take a bite. It tasted weird, just as weird as its smell, and it was a bit hard to swallow.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Han Ning'er stared at him expectantly.

Meng Zhiqing had no choice but to bite the bullet and swallow the durian meat, nodded and said, "It's okay."

"Then you eat more, I finally found a like-minded person with me, and finally someone will eat durian with me in the future, haha..."

At the end, she smiled.

(End of this chapter)