Chapter 2 Bright, do you think you know me very well?

Mingmei waved her hand in front of him.

"Are you satisfied? Can you go to hypnotherapy with me?" ”

"No, I'll have an appointment in a while. ”

Coming back to his senses, he took a step towards the door.

The smile on Mingmei's face immediately became much lighter, and she lowered her eyes to look at the empty red wine glasses on the table, as if the warmth of that moment just now was also taken away, it seemed that he was always like this, and affection and ruthlessness could always switch quickly.

But Mingmei knew that none of them were him.

"When will you stop deceiving yourself like that? Are you really happy?"

The curling voice of the smoke fixed the man's hand on the doorknob. Something fluttered and landed a heavy blow in his heart.

His sneer was obvious.

"Mingmei, do you think you know me well?"

It was the first time that Mingmei had heard him speak to her in such a cold voice, calling her full name.

People will be provoked to get emotional, just because they poke at the sore spot.

The bright memory gasped and ran far away, reaching the days when the moon was always together.

She nodded, her gaze a little misty.

"I know you, I never look at people with my eyes, I study psychology, I look with my heart. ”

She was greeted by a deafening slamming door.

Mingmei let out a long sigh, the hypnosis was unsuccessful, but a sentence him off.

Does this situation count as tearing your face?

……

Nine o'clock in the evening.

When I got home, Mingmei was just about to change her shoes when the mobile phone rang on the entrance.

An unfamiliar number, looking at the number of Lincheng City, she pressed the answer button.

"Come to the night, 1982, come and pick up Li Jinyue. ”

Mingmei frowned.

"You ......"

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was faint and cold.

"Xu Shaoyu. ”

I've heard a little, the man's friend.

Mingmei had already turned around, and her voice was still soaked in the cold of early autumn and September.

"Wait for me. ”

……

When she arrived, the other two men in the box were already sitting upright on the couch.

One is Xu Shaoyu, and the other is bright and unknown.

The lights in the room changed from dark to bright, and the man was spread out in the corner, revealing half of his handsome face, which was rare for him.

"It's coming. ”

Xu Shaoyu stood up.

"I'll help you lift him into the car, give you the address, and you take him home. ”

"I don't know the code for his door. ”

She frowned slightly, and looked at Xu Shaoyu.

Xu Shaoyu raised his lips slightly.

"You've got it all figured, 1982. ”

Mingmei looked back at the sign at the door.

In 1982, he really loved these four numbers.

Xu Shaoyu and her were on the side and finally got Li Jinyue into the car, and the well-dressed man on weekdays was messy with his suit and shirt at the moment, which had a unique sense of beauty.

The autumn was cold, but the brightness still stopped Xu Shaoyu before he turned around.

"Why did you call me?"

Xu Shaoyu smiled a little carelessly.

"It's not tight on weekdays, but I'm not happy to send it to you today?"

Mingmei has a smile on her face, not like the people in the city who say that they don't know the sky, arrogant and willful, on the contrary, they are very gentle and indifferent.

"There are a lot of people who like him. ”

Xu Shaoyu had already turned around, but he still stopped and turned his back to her.

"What do you want to know?"

"He didn't drink like this for me. ”

The man squinted his eyes and turned his head, a sinister smile in his eyes.

"What do you know?"

"I didn't know anything, I just told him to sober up. ”

Mingmei put away the windbreaker on her body, and in September and autumn, the city was not warm.

Unexpectedly, Xu Shaoyu had some agreement with her.

"He should be sober. ”

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