forbidden zone of love

Chapter 21

"Charlotte, she hit me!" Fang Qiang complained pitifully, biting her lip like pear blossoms with rain, the delicate lip line was like a blooming flower.

Charlotte looked at her indifferently, without saying a word, glanced at the direction Mo Xiaobei was leaving, and chased after him hesitantly.

Fang Qiang's beauty trick failed, a look of resentment flashed across her beautiful face, she stomped her feet, and called his name angrily: "Charlotte!" Seeing that he didn't turn his head back, his face was so red, he could only groan Back to seat.

It's just that their entanglement seems to be getting more and more difficult to resolve.

Walk aimlessly on the street.

Strange crowds, buildings of various colors, gray car exhaust, and back figures whose faces cannot be seen clearly form layers of shadows, blurry like silhouettes in front of windows.

In the ear is the restless sound of the car.

She only felt that there was nothing in front of her eyes, and the sky was very heavy, as if it would rain heavily at any moment.

It had been a long time ago. At that time, she hadn't picked up the paintbrush yet, she just raised her face and rested her chin to watch him draw. She still clearly remembered that evening, when the orange halo coated his focused expression with gold, His hair is fine and soft, and it glows when the sun shines on it, and the white shirt is also dyed the color of a light sunset. On the canvas, a girl with black hair in white clothes smiles like a flower, so brilliant that everything loses its color.

It was that painting that he won the painting contest.

The painting was later left with the sponsor.

Hao was very happy that day, the two held hands to celebrate, secretly drank some wine, and that night, he kissed her.

With a faint wine-scented kiss and green and pure flower stamens, both of them blushed, and Hao, who had a light blush on his cheeks, was so handsome that he wanted to bite.

She thought she had forgotten...

In the distance, a high-end BMW sedan slowly parked on the side of the road. A slender man opened the door and was about to sit on it. His eyes swept across the opposite side inadvertently, and fell on the girl who was walking blankly. "Crack" and shut the door again.

"Master, are you not leaving?"

The driver in the car spoke in surprise.

"You go back first, I'll explain." She nodded to the people in the car, her gentle smile was aimed at the cool sea breeze in summer.

The car moved slowly, raising fine dust.

The man looks across the street, interested.

After standing on the street for a while, it suddenly occurred to me that I had skipped class.The street was busy and chaotic, there was no place where she could sit quietly, and there was no place where she could stop quietly.

From a cold drink shop not far away, the beautiful and euphemistic "For Alice" came out. After hesitating, he finally opened the door and went in.

The air-conditioning blows head-on, blowing away the scorching heat of summer, and I feel much better. I found a seat by the window and sat down, ordered a cup of ice cream called memories, and ate it casually.

The refreshing and cool taste, with a light gardenia fragrance, stays on the tip of the tongue and refuses to dissipate for a long time.

But it seems like longing, like it can devour human bone marrow, bit by bit as time goes by, knowing that it is gnawing your flesh and blood, but you can only watch helplessly until it is beyond redemption.

Outside the window, it is still so prosperous and gloomy, coming and going in a hurry.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Above the head, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded, gentle yet magnetic, like the soft sea breeze blowing past the ears.

Mo Xiaobei raised her head in surprise, only to see a man in a white shirt standing with a smile on her face, his eyes curled up like crescent moons in the sky, the corners of his lips slightly raised in a graceful arc, holding a cup of blue ice cream in his hand , the slender and fair fingers also glowed beautifully with the faint blue.

Such a person, it seems that as long as he is there, the world will calm down.

The appearance of the man attracted the attention of the female shop assistants. Several female waitresses blushed and talked and laughed, their eyes lingering on him.

For a moment, Mo Xiaobei thought he was dazzled.

She told herself that it was impossible, absolutely impossible, desperately grasping the corner of the table, her knuckles turned white.

The man smiled again suspiciously, his gentle smile was like the cool sea breeze in summer.

"Miss?"

"Well, yes!" Mo Xiaobei stood up in a panic, bit his lip and answered, with tears in his eyes.

"Thank you." The man smiled softly and sat down gracefully. Seeing that she was still standing, he was slightly surprised: "Sit down." Mo Xiaobei sat back in his seat at a loss.

I lowered my head and flicked the ice cream that was about to melt with a spoon, only to feel my mind rumble, and I didn't know anything.

The man on the opposite side suddenly smiled and opened his mouth, his eyes fell into the glass bowl that was about to shatter, and he sighed slightly: "It seems that Ms. Mo is so forgetful that she doesn't remember Chi."

That sigh pulled her back vigorously, a heart rose straight up, then fell straight down, breaking into pieces, fragmented.

The image of that boy passed away like the wind, passed through the palm, and was nowhere to be traced.

I no longer know what it feels like in my heart, I just feel numb and ridiculous.

How could he be Hao? Apart from the aura exuding from his body, there was nothing imaginable about their eyebrows.

Even the white shirt on his body looks ordinary, but its simplicity reveals nobility and meticulous workmanship. It is worth a lot at first glance.

Her Hao will not have such an inaccessible distance.

Seeing that she was in a daze, the man frowned slightly, and asked politely: "Miss Mo, are you feeling unwell?"

Only then did Mo Xiaobei's wandering spirit return: "Ah, I'm sorry." She smiled shyly, and then raised her head to look at him: "Excuse me, sir, what did you mean just now... have we met?"

"Yes, I've seen it..." He looked at her thoughtfully, then laughed and teased: "But Miss Mo seems to have forgotten."

"No, it's impossible for me to forget someone as outstanding as Mr. Mo." Mo Xiaobei said sincerely.

The man was slightly stunned.

Such words are really suspected of being flattering, but it is indescribably comfortable to say it out of her mouth.

Mo Xiaobei also seemed to be aware of the crux of the problem, he was stunned, and explained slightly awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm really telling the truth."

The man laughed again, and his gentle smile made people feel like spring breeze: "Someone told me that I look good in white clothes, but I showed her in them, but she didn't remember. Does Miss Mo know who this person is?"

(End of this chapter)