Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

"I want to come. I always know that I'm going to accompany you to the concert today. Zheng Zeyu, the star you always like, I know that today is very important to you, so I don't want to be absent."

Lin Minjia is worried. When she is worried, she is incoherent. It seems that she doesn't know what to say or what not to say. She just looks at Wu Qingluo and turns to go. Lin Minjia just wants to say what she thinks.

"I know. I'm waiting for you, too, but what about you? What time is it? " It seems that Wu Qingluo has never spoken to Lin Minjia in such a tone for so many years. She has always been gentle and whispered. But this time, she burst out, as if to question Lin Minjia. Maybe Wu Qingluo has a feeling of wanting to break the jar. It's a big deal. Maybe it's because Wu Qingluo thinks of song Zhiran's voice, All of a sudden, I feel very disgusted. It seems that the sound is like a magic sound. I always think of it in Wu Qingluo's ear. I also think of song Zhiran's car that day. It seems that it's a play that plays repeatedly. It just can't be closed.

"I know. Are you late now? But I just lost the tickets for the concert. I don't deserve to die. I can't find the tickets for the concert. It's useless for me to come here. "

Lin Minjia just wanted an opportunity to explain. As long as she could speak, she didn't care whether Wu Qingluo wanted to scold herself or blame herself.

"Lost the ticket?" In fact, what makes Wu Qingluo angry is not whether Lin Minjia is late or not. In fact, Lin Minjia's ability to stand here represents that Lin Minjia's heart is coming. This is the best proof. At this moment, Wu Qingluo's anger has been transferred, which is clearly jealousy. This has been doubted. Song Zhiran's unexpected appearance, It's just a fuse that causes an explosion. Wu Qingluo thinks, why should God treat him like this? Why can't he let him go? I have been avoiding all the way, but I find that many things can't be avoided if I want to. Thinking about this, Wu Qingluo was angry.

"Yes, I'm just looking for tickets for the concert. If you don't believe me, you can ask Xiao Ge. Xiao GE has been helping me find tickets for the concert this afternoon, and she has also asked my friends for me, but there are no tickets."

Lin Minjia knows that as long as Wu Qingluo is willing to listen, he will have a chance to argue for himself, which is always a good thing.

"Yes, you've found song Zhiran's tickets for the concert. Have you lost your tickets to song Zhiran?" Wu Qingluo looks at Lin Minjia's concert ticket and suddenly gets more angry. This is sophistry. Why can't people be more honest? It seems that it's normal to have to hide something.

"Song Zhiran?" Lin Minjia was stunned. It seems that there should be no rhythm. Why did Wu Qingluo mention song Zhiran? Although nothing happened between him and song Zhiran, it was something else after all.

"Don't tell me you don't know."

Wu Qingluo doesn't know what Lin Minjia's expression is.

"I..." Lin Minjia didn't know how much Wu Qingluo knew, but he didn't want to hurt Wu Qingluo. The original intention of doing so was never to hurt her.

"You know there's nothing to say. You let me go, leave me alone

Wu Qingluo seems to have a feeling of inferiority. She understands that facts are facts, indisputable facts, which are established facts. What else can she do? There is no way back, or quietly think about yourself, maybe a little better for yourself, is the best result.

"Luoluo, the fact is not what you think. It's song Zhiran. She said that she could get tickets, but it happened that she got it very late, and there was a traffic jam on the viaduct. I really didn't mean it."

Lin Minjia said that he didn't want to hurt Wu Qingluo. Although he knew that he would hurt Wu Qingluo one day, Lin Minjia didn't want to face it.

"Lin Minjia, do you understand the brain? The street is full of scalpers. You have to find song Zhiran to get tickets. Is she a scalper? I don't want to listen any more. Really, will you leave me alone? Please, let me go. "

Wu Qingluo really doesn't want to hear the word "Song Zhiran" any more, and doesn't want to see Lin Minjia any more. Maybe it's because he is so angry that he can't listen to anything and doesn't want to think about anything.

"All right."

Lin Minjia knew that he was wrong this time. When he was worried, he couldn't think of anything.

The most famous group in China, the scalpers, Lin Minjia, has forgotten. What tickets do you want? Train tickets, bus tickets, drama tickets, opera tickets, naturally including the tickets for the concert. No matter how popular Zheng Zeyu is, the tickets for his concert will be hot again. Lin Minjia believes that as long as there is a scalpers world, there will be no hard to get one ticket, This time, it's really a mistake. Maybe it's God's destiny. Maybe he and Wu Qingluo are really going to separate.

Looking at Wu Qingluo's back, Lin Minjia feels a pang of pain in her heart. It seems that she has given up a piece of meat from her heart. Over the years, Wu Qingluo has been quietly accompanying her. Although she has always regarded her as a substitute, it is also a substitute that no one can replace, Wu Qingluo is always unique in this world. Lin Minjia admits that her favorite person is not Wu Qingluo. However, in the end, no one in the world can surpass Wu Qingluo. Song Zhiran's mischief is only because of revenge, but also because of utilization, but also because of the company, The motive is not simple, just for this motive, to sacrifice their own feelings with Wu Qingluo, Lin Minjia will really feel very painful, just love the present, Wu Qingluo can only stay away.

Wu Qingluo walked all the way, as if he had sand in his eyes. He felt that he could not continue. It was as if all this had begun to stagnate. Maybe he could not persist at all when he came to the end. Sometimes, it's not easy to force emotion, I thought that all the men in the world are fickle, and Lin Minjia would not betray himself. But it turns out that all the men are the same, without exception. Even Lin Minjia, who is a wonderful man, is like this. Wu Qingluo no longer believes in love.

Wu Qingluo didn't know how he got home. It seemed that he had relaxed all his emotions. He was lying on his face. Then he fell asleep without covering the quilt. He didn't even take off his clothes, as if he had no strength.

Zheng Zeyu's final concert was very smooth, the fans were very enthusiastic, but no one knew that Zheng Zeyu's heart was lost. After all, she didn't come. Zheng Zeyu was so sad when he saw the empty seat all night. It turned out that after so many years, it was impossible for two people. Although she was no longer who she was, she still refused to give herself a chance. Even being an ordinary friend was so difficult, It seems that there is no gap at all for the pin.

All night, Emily was at the front of the stage, like a runaway Mustang. Along with Zheng Zeyu's singing and rhythm, she was high all the way. She didn't feel that she was Zheng Zeyu's assistant, but a passionate fan, a mentally disabled fan. She was so devoted, so selfless, and almost saw the halo on Zheng Zeyu's head, It's a man like this, a man like God, a man who wants to embrace himself. It turns out that this is the man who was born for music and lived for songs.

It's an unforgettable night, and Emily won't forget it. It's like her first concert.

"Yuge, today's concert is very successful. The fans are very enthusiastic."

Emily didn't seem to come out of the deafening music just now. The voice was very loud, as if she was going to scream.

"Emily, speak softly. Girls should look like girls."

It seems that Zheng Zeyu doesn't answer the question. He always feels so calm. Zheng Zeyu in front of and behind the stage seems to be two completely different people. When he comes into contact with music, Zheng Zeyu seems to be charged and crazy. But when he goes off the stage, Zheng Zeyu is so quiet and gentle to everyone. He seems to be the quietest person, The most calm, nothing can arouse his waves, is so calm.

"Well, brother Yu, you are boring."

Good atmosphere, Zheng Zeyu was so suddenly low down, as if want to high all high up.

Zheng Zeyu stopped talking and just looked at each other with a smile. Such a smile, like a warm angel, made Emily completely stiff and didn't know how to deal with it.

The next day, Wu Qingluo woke up, and his mood was still a little low. After all, it's not a matter of saying the past is the past. Maybe there are still many problems to face. It's just that Wu Qingluo has made up his mind and wants to leave here after finishing things here.

Wu Qing gets up to wash and change yesterday's clothes. She wants to forget yesterday's memory, just like the clothes she took off. It's just that there is no memory that can disappear out of thin air. There is no way to kill and erase the existing things. What exists is always there, and history will not disappear because it is not recognized.

A phone call, suddenly interrupted Wu Qingluo's mind, looked at the caller ID, turned out to be song Zhiran. Wu Qing shakes her head subconsciously. She has an unspeakable resistance in her heart. She doesn't want to see such a noun or such a person. So Wu Qingluo pretends that he can't see the same rhythm and can't hear it. He just lets the mobile phone keep shaking.

However, the mobile phone seems to be possessed. It rings persistently, and it seems to vibrate endlessly. Wu Qingluo is very upset. When she looks at the mobile phone, she suddenly feels very sick. She picks up the mobile phone and smashes it on the ground. It is a feeling of electric shock, as if his hands are numb, as if the nerve center is electrified, so numb, a very uncomfortable feeling.

Bang, the mobile phone landed, suddenly, the whole world is quiet, everything is so calm. It seems that there is no sound at all. The magic sound disappears. Wu Qingluo seems to calm down suddenly. Why can't song Zhiran let himself go? Is he trying to show off his power? Or do you want to publicize your victory? I don't know. Because she didn't face it, Wu Qingluo didn't know anything. She didn't know what song Zhiran wanted to do, what song Zhiran wanted to do, and how the situation had progressed. She really didn't care about Lin Minjia. It was as if she didn't try and didn't know the depth of the river, It seems that I don't know how to carry on.

Wu Qingluo picked up the mobile phone, but the back cover flew, and the battery also fell out. It didn't seem to matter. Wu Qing Lu installed the battery in and then restarted. Fortunately, the quality of the mobile phone is awesome. It's intact.

The phone rings again. It's still song Zhiran's. it can be said that this woman is haunted and can't disappear at all. However, Wu Qingluo's mood has changed. Now that she has a sign to let go, she might as well take the call. Maybe there are many unexpected ones? Anyway, things have come to the worst, and Wu Qingluo doesn't know where else to go.

"Ranran, what's the matter?" Wu Qingluo still picked up the phone, perhaps just want to see what this woman wants to do?

"Luoluo, I made an appointment with you before, but you didn't have time. I don't want to make another appointment. I'll see you sometime."

Song Zhiran is in a good mood. He doesn't feel any different at all. As usual, it seems that nothing happened at all. Maybe song Zhiran doesn't take these things seriously.

"Yes, time and place. Let me see. "

Wu Qingluo really doesn't want to say a word more. She just wants to fix the time of meeting and then finish the matter. There is nothing to continue and nothing to be hoped for. Everything is a foregone conclusion. Let's let the wind blow everything away.

Song Zhiran said a time and place, Wu Qingluo wrote it down, and then agreed to meet, but before meeting, Wu Qingluo had one more thing to do.