【Extra 2】Black silk?(1/4)
Ruan Meng listened to her good friend who was covered in yellow fertilizer on the phone crying and howling. The content of the howling was basically beating why her brother thought about it. When he went out to play, he not only slept with two beds, but also opened two rooms.
"I wouldn't be so heartbroken when I open the bid!!!"
Ruan Meng: "The bed in the standard room is small."
Lin Mo: "We can join the bed in the opening bidding room! Then you said I can open up two more rooms now and get along with him..."
Ruan Meng: “…”
Lin Mo was twitching on the other end of the phone and suddenly asked Ruan Meng,
"Your brother... won't... that one?"
Ruan Meng choked in her throat with a sip of drink.
"Mo Mo, why don't you want something good??"
"If my brother doesn't work, you will be the one who suffers!"
After she said this, Lin Mo felt even more sad.
Lin Mo no longer wanted to continue thinking about whether Duan Chen was not good. Her head hurt. When she heard Ruan Meng's voice was messy, she asked, "What are you doing?" with the attitude of caring about her best friend.
Ruan Meng, who was originally reasonable, suddenly became silent.
Even further away, the male call of "Xiao Meng" came faintly.
Lin Mo frowned,
She seemed to have heard this male voice somewhere.
Lin Mo: "...Mengmeng, who are you with???"
Ruan Meng hesitates,
"No, no one, that... Mo Mo, I have something to do, why don't I die first..."
"Ruan Meng!!!" Lin Mo stood up and raised his tone, "Are you mixed up with Qin Zihan again?"
Ruan Meng: "No, no, really, no, Mo Mo, listen to me... Oh, Qin Zihan, what are you doing! I said I don't want milk tea with half sugar!!!"
Lin Mo: “…”
On the other end of the phone, Qin Zihan's voice was hoarse and anxious.
"Xiao Meng, you used to want half a candy..."
Ruan Meng said irritably, "That was the past, now I don't love you anymore, no!"
Qin Zihan: “…”
Lin Mo: “…”
Ruan Meng: "People always become. If they don't love, they don't love them anymore."
Qin Zihan: "Mengmeng, don't do this..."
The atmosphere at that end instantly solidified again, mixed with ice chips. Lin Mo heard Ruan Meng's breathing slightly changed slightly, holding the phone and asking carefully.
"Mengmeng...Ruan Meng?"
Ruan Meng said coldly and desertedly, "I'm fine, there is a dog barking beside me, I'm so upset."
Lin Mo: “…”
Ruan Meng: "Mo Mo, do you really want to eat the dogs? If I eat the dogs, will I be worse than the dogs?"
Lin Mo: “…”
Ruan Meng spoke loudly, as if she was deliberately trying to hear it for someone. Lin Mo couldn't help but remember the bloody scene she saw when she returned to the classroom of Class 8 of Department 4 from the office and saw it.
I was worried that Duan Chen would put things backwards if he could do it, and stood by the hotel window holding the phone, looking out at the scenery.
"I'm cute, some people, break as soon as possible and feel comfortable as soon as possible. Think about it, you didn't even take the final exam last year, there is no beauty in the world. A boy will go back and fight with you later. Don't let your heart hurt you when you are softened..."
Ruan Meng said coldly and desertedly, "I know."
Lin Mo: “…”
Ruan Meng didn't have the mood to continue calling and told Lin Mo that she was outside, so Lin Mo couldn't say anything. This kind of thing was something that outsiders couldn't persuade, just like her stubborn parents.
Lin Mo sighed, and repeatedly reminded Ruan Meng to throw it as soon as possible and prepare to hang up the phone.
Ruan Meng suddenly spoke at the other end of the phone,
“By the way,”
Lin Mo: "?"
Ruan Meng smiled evilly,
"My brother likes black lace."
Lin Mo: "...Go to die!"
Putting down the phone, Ruan Meng threw her phone on the table in the milk tea shop. She looked at Qin Zihan, who had already dyed her hair back black and looked like a man in the opposite university town, which attracted the female college student in the next university town to look back frequently.
Qin Zihan was queuing up and went to buy another cup of milk tea without sugar.
Indeed, domestic violence has only been zero and countless times.
Ruan Meng snorted coldly, without even saying hello, pushed away the chair and carried the purchased clothes.
When Qin Zihan came back with milk tea and gentle in his eyes, he saw the girl who was originally sitting next to the floor-to-ceiling glass.
It has disappeared without a trace.
The warmth in his eyes instantly disappeared, and the coldness came. The milk tea in his hand was thrown directly into the trash can, full of anger. As the girls looked at him from afar, they pushed open the glass door angrily.
I took out my cell phone and dialed the number at the top.
"Hey?" The familiar female voice came from the receiver.
Qin Zihan's eyes were scarlet and almost crushed his phone. For the past year and a half, he did not dare to see him. He wanted to see him and could only go to the hospital to take a look from a distance. He dyed his hair back black and severed the little brothers under his hands to separate all the peach blossoms he had hugged left and right before.
Be a good student again and let your grades return to the top ten in the city again.
Recognize your own heart.
That day, Ruan Meng was pushed down by him in the classroom of No. 1 Middle School, looking bloody, looking at the despair of the ceiling with big eyes open,
Later it became the most untouchable pain that Qin Zihan had in the past year and a half.
Ye Ye had nightmares, Ye Ye Ye looked at Ruan Meng standing by the windowsill with blood, like when she was a child, she cried almost to death, her eyes were full of tears,
Say to him,
"Ahan, I feel so painful..."
Qin Zihan is going crazy. At that time, he was really upset. His parents' divorce, remarriage and divorce, his father's domestic violence against his mother's cheating on his mother outside, and his lovers one after another made him unable to believe that there would be true love between people since he was a child. The last time his parents divorced, the green divorce certificate was thrown at his dining table for the third or fourth time.
It was raining heavily that day, and the high school entrance examination results were just right.
Qin Zihan studied very well and steadily ranked among the top ten in the city.
He looked at the green divorce book, but suddenly felt that everything was meaningless.
He refused the junior high school teacher and called the bombardment call. The Academic Affairs Office of No. 1 Middle School was killed in a series of deadly calls. He ignored all his wishes when filling out the application form and filled in the experimental high school that was more than 20 kilometers away from his home.
On the day I went to get the admission letter, his little childhood sweetheart, the chubby little girl, happily knocked on his door with her newly bought light pink canvas bag.
"Ahan Ahan! Look!" Ruan Meng moved the schoolbag on her shoulder and carried it to Qin Zihan to show him.
"My mother specially bought me a new schoolbag, and the new model, rewarded me for finally getting into the No. 1 Middle School!"
Qin Zihan saw the small sky blue petals printed on the schoolbag, and the two words "Mom" pierced his heart like needles. Ruan Meng smiled chubbyly, and her round little face was so tender that she could pinch it out of water.
The last trace of rational destruction of a boy, why, why are they both fifteen years old? Others can have a happy family and beautiful life at the age of fifteen, and can be loved so gently,
And my own can only be like a pool of mud, no matter how hard he tries to struggle,
No redemption is available.
Qin Zihan felt that he had fallen long ago, and he was not the one who should have lived in the light.
Every time Ruan Meng is like a fat ball, with light sticking all over her body, rolling around, and having to tear a hole in his world.
He is obviously so fat, he still has to squeeze in.
Qin Zihan stared at Ruan Meng's soft little hand and hugged the brand new schoolbag. The idea of "crying her" arises, and subconsciously stretches out his hand.
He knocked over the schoolbag in front of Ruan Meng.
The fifteen-year-old boy said viciously,
"Ruan Meng, are you disgusting? Who wants to go to No. 1 Middle School with you?"
Ruan Meng stood there blankly, even forgot to pick up the schoolbag that fell to the ground. The schoolbag circled in the dust on the ground.
The white fabric is stained,
"Ahan..."
"Don't you, Ah Han!" Qin Zihan stood up, stretched out his hand and threw the girl away, and did not forget to push her aside.
To be continued...