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Mu Jingcheng turns around and looks at her viciously, with a piercing chill in his eyes, but he doesn't answer her any more.

Tang Xiaozhou saw that Mujing orange was so uncooperative, but in order to make Yi junyang believe that it was true, he turned his head and looked at Qu Shaochen with a threatening, even aggressive look in his eyes and said, "Shaochen, come on Isn't it? "

"Tang Xiaozhou, have you had enough?" District Little Chen eyebrow tiny collect of looking at her.

"You know I'm not making trouble!" Tang Xiaozhou looked at him seriously, even walked over to him, and his eyes were staring at him until his slightly angry eyes moved away from his face, "I just want you to tell the truth, just want you to tell them, were we together last night, even a few nights ago, that's enough, is it so difficult for you to tell the truth?"

District Little Chen helplessly looking at her, looking at her request eyes, and pale face, finally gently nodded, "yes! We were together last night

"What are you talking about?" Yi junyang looks at him in surprise. He can't believe his ears are looking at Qu Shaochen.

"Last night we..."

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Yi junyang's fists hit the district Shaochen heavily. The district Shaochen was not on guard at all, and the whole person rushed to the ground.

Mujing orange looked at this scene, did not send out the representative scream of women, and did not have any surprised look, and looked at them faintly, without any action.

Qu Shaochen got up from the ground and wiped the corners of his lips. When he saw the blood on it, he frowned tightly. "Yi junyang, are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy, that's why I take you as my brother!" Yi junyang once again rushed in the past, fists raised high, once again to district less Chen hit in the past.

Qu Shaochen quickly dodges, in order to avoid his attack again, and in order to make him calm down, he also puts out his fist and hits the other side.

Looking at the two men wrestling together, Mu Jing orange suddenly laughs sarcastically.

Smile very desolate, also very sad.

This is the most embarrassing time she has ever seen, right? But she hated him the most.

She once naively thought that he would fall in love with him until old, and he would accompany him to watch the baby born, grow up, even get married and have children.

But now they have just begun, but they have come to an end.

Mu Jing orange just looked at them and at the two ridiculous men, and then he lost his anger.

She looked at this spacious to some empty living room, looked at this just familiar with everything, and then turned to go out.

Outside the room, there was a gust of cold wind, but she didn't feel a trace of cold, because at the moment, her heart was colder, like immersed in ice.

Step by step, she walked out of the cloud and onto the empty road. Looking at the snow covered road, she suddenly didn't know where to go.

She has no family, no friends, not even classmates.

Looking at the empty road, Mu Jingcheng's heart seems to be hollowed out by something, empty, but can't think about anything.

"What to do?" She suddenly spat out these three words. Her voice was so choked that she could hardly hear what she was saying. But she wanted to shout and cry from the bottom of her heart, but like something blocking the outlet of the lacrimal gland, she couldn't squeeze anything out of her eyes.

"What should I do?" Mu Jing orange looked up at the sky. She hoped that there would be a piece of snow or a few drops of rain now, so that her heart could calm down and her stubborn tears could flow out slowly.

But even heaven was against her. Except for the wind, which was colder and drier, there was nothing.

"Mom, what should I do?" Mu Jingcheng suddenly called out. She turned around and looked around, trying to find someone to ask her what to do, so that she would not feel so bad.

But, nothing!

No one, no car, even their own breathing has become weak.

For a moment, she was like the body was drained general, the whole person weak squat down. A gust of wind blowing, her hair floating with the wind, thin body moment was like the cold wind penetration, cold and piercing.

Mujing orange holds her body tightly reflexively, but even so, she still feels cold.

How cold!

She tightened her coat and covered all the places she could cover.

She looked at the snow without footprints on the ground and knew that she would freeze to death if she stayed like this, so she used a lot of strength and stood up slowly.

I don't know whether it's because she's standing too hard or because she's too weak. When she stood up, suddenly it was dark and the sky turned around, and she fell back unconsciously.

She resisted that feeling, quickly adjusted her body, and then stabilized her body when she reached a wall. Tqr1

but it was at this time that she suddenly felt something flowing out of her face.When she reached for it, it was cold liquid.

She Crying?

Mujing orange incredible looking at the hands of the wet liquid, the heart of the pain.

How could she be so vulnerable?

How can you cry so easily?!

She can't cry!

At least Can't cry for that kind of person!

Thinking of this, Mu Jingcheng took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. In order to let the excess liquid flow back to her body, she blinked and breathed hard to let herself forget those unhappy things.

But the more she was like this, the harder she felt.

The harder it is to breathe.

Until a clear mobile phone ring, Mu Jing orange slowly wake up from the illusion of suffocation.

When she breathed the cold air again and returned to the desolate snow scenery, she realized that her mobile phone was ringing, and it was ringing all the time All the time

Mu Jingcheng looks down and reaches out his hand to take the same cold mobile phone out of his pocket.

When I saw the caller ID above, my heart fell to the bottom.

Not Qu Shaochen!

Oh, how could it be him?!

Now he is fighting with other men because of another woman. Even if he doesn't fight, he will go to comfort Tang Xiaozhou who is frightened, right?

At this moment, how can he have his own heart?!

How is that possible?!

Thinking that he should not have some extravagant hopes for him, Mu Jingcheng sneered from the tide, and then pressed the answer button.

No matter whose phone is, as long as it's not from Qu Shaochen.

So she picked it up.

"Hello?" Mu Jingcheng's voice was weak, choked and even lonely. But she still called out, even if the other party is just a harassment call, she did not care.