From Body to Love

After Gu Ze left, Meng Fu stared at the broken paper on the ground in a daze, and then calmly cleaned it with a broom. No one will wait for him anymore, and he doesn't want the people waiting for him to suffer. That's good. It's all over.

After taking a bath, I looked at it was not too late, so I lay on the bed reading. Later, he fell asleep vaguely. When he woke up, he saw Meng Yi sitting on the floor playing with something.

He rubbed his eyes, and it took him a long time to react. Meng Yi was actually piecing together that love letter. He suddenly got up and fell down again, with some pain behind him.

"Xiaoyi, what are you doing?"

"Meng Meng, I saw several pieces of paper on the ground, and then I found several in the trash can. I'm making a puzzle." Because he didn't know too many words, Meng Yi took a piece of paper and carefully compared the direction of the handwriting.

On the floor, the love letter has been pieced into a third.

"Don't spell it. Throw it away."

"Why?"

"My brother will buy you a jigsaw puzzle today, OK?"

"No. I'm almost finished. " Meng Yi said stubbornly.

"Throw it away. My brother will buy you a small cake."

He talked about it, but Meng Yi didn't listen at all. He was only focused on the puzzle. Meng Fu had to get up and reach out to pick up the paper. Meng Yi was worried and pushed Meng Fu vigorously. "Meng Meng, I'm almost finished."

Meng Yi did not expect that the tall Meng Meng in his mind would be easily pushed to the ground by him, "Meng Meng, I didn't mean it. What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Meng Fu comforted the anxious Meng Yi with a smile, "is Xiao Yi obedient?"

Meng Yi nodded obediently. He watched Meng Fu kneel on the ground, pick up the pieces of paper one by one, hold them in the palm of his hand, and then throw them into the trash can.

As usual, Meng Yi played the piano in the cafe downstairs of Ye Yan's company for a while, and then entered Ye Yan's office. Most people in the company are familiar with Meng Yi. Looking at Meng Yisheng's beauty and loveliness, they sometimes gave him some food, and sometimes Ye Yan helped look after Meng Yi when he went out to work.

"Xiao Yi, come up to find Manager Ye?"

"Uh huh." Meng Yi nodded heavily.

"You go to the office and wait a minute. Manager Ye goes to the general manager's office. This milk tea is for you. "

"Thank you." He took the milk tea with a smile, thanked with a mouthful of thanks, turned and happily went to the office to wait.

"What a polite child. He's handsome. What a pity."

Meng Yi sat on the sofa and waited for a long time. After drinking the milk tea, he went to a toilet again. Ye Yan still didn't come back. He was bored and wanted to see the cartoon for two days, so he set off to find it in Ye Yan's drawer.

It's really a stack of Naruto comics.

One by one, but one is different.

On the cover is a handsome naked man. This is not a cartoon. This man is really not ashamed. He doesn't wear clothes. Meng Yi thought of it.

When I thought about it, I started to work consciously. I picked up the pen and began to draw on the man, "I'll draw some clothes for you. You see how good you are."

Seeing the man's upper body covered by his poor simple clothes, Meng Yi smiled with satisfaction.

Then began to draw pants.

But,

Meng Yi bites his pen and wants to draw underwear? The man didn't even wear underwear and peed out.

To draw underwear, Meng Meng said to wear clothes when going out. Meng Yi thought that Meng Fu usually told him that he must wear more in winter, so he specially painted a lot more on men.

For a long time, Meng Yi finally finished his masterpiece. The man on the cover has been completely covered by black handwriting, especially the lower body.

Turning a corner of the page with your fingers, driven by curiosity, what will be inside? Is it a Naruto cartoon?

But just opened, it was full of shock.

"Xiaoyi, what are you looking at?" The door opened and a voice burst out.

Night, busy restaurant life.

Everyone seems to like to create some romantic things at night, such as wine candlelight, talking about drinking, those deliberately created atmosphere, a little light like old street lamps, like wrapped love words.

For Meng Fu, such a time only means busy.

After death, there was still pain, Guze's bulkiness, and the feeling of opening the back point was clear and clear.

Jiang Hui asked him why he always had a bad face these days.

He only said that he was afraid of the cold in winter.

Jiang Hui felt the heating of the indoor air conditioner because he worked and wiped the sweat on his forehead. How could it be cold in such an environment? Then, he couldn't help talking about Xie Zhenzhen. Xie Zhenzhen got married half a month ago. Because she was pregnant, the wedding was held in a hurry. When she got married, she was always indifferent and had no smile at all.

"She got married so soon?" Meng Fu lowered his head and asked. His hand was still wiping the cup. He outlined a very light sad smile from the corner of his mouth.

Then there was a long breath.

"She got married so soon that I haven't had time to pursue her. Meng Fu, don't you regret it? "

He looked up and smiled nothing. "There's nothing he won't regret later."

"I really appreciate it. It's really not worth it."

An angry and compassionate sentence, but because of this sentence, Jiang Hui will no longer be as friendly and friendly to Meng Fu as before.

A person hates another person because of one person. The cause and effect in this world is so wonderful.

It's like fate. It's a knot that can't be earned.

Like Guze hates him because of he Manyu.

Meng Fu saw he Manyu's parents half an hour before work. The middle-aged couple are walking towards the restaurant. When they come to the restaurant at this point, they should be looking for someone.

Subconsciously, he can't let his father and mother see him. At this time, his appearance will make his mother angry, and the fact that he has been in prison will be known to all.

"Meng Fu, go over there and ask the guests to order." The inspector stopped him who was walking in the opposite direction.

"I'll finish cleaning up the table here first."

In a hurry, I wish I could become an arrow.

"All the guests here are leaving. Don't hurry to clean up. Go to the order over there first."

"OK."

Like walking into a desperate situation, he hesitated and longed for someone to redeem him.

In a short way, the middle-aged couple on the table not far away was like the executioner holding the execution knife, waiting for him to send his head up, and then just once, it was decapitation and bleeding.

He looked at the busy service staff next to him, hoping that someone could help him. Then everyone was very busy at this time, and no one could take care of him.

"Jiang Hui." He stopped Jiang Hui, who passed by with a plate, "can you help me?"

"I'm too busy to help you."

"Yes. Thank you. "

Where is there a TV drama in which someone comes to rescue every time after autumn? Meng Fu, this is the reality. He smiles bitterly. It's nothing, but he just loses his job again.

The person who said nothing, but was timid and afraid to walk towards the edge of the knife.