I hope what Song Lin said is not what she thinks.

Hearing this, she still didn't want to believe that Song Lin would do such a thing to herself.

"What, what?" Murong Jinran took a deep breath at the window, trying to calm her mood as much as possible, but after a few seconds, she still didn't control her trembling voice and asked the words.

"What, aren't you satisfied with the man I gave you last night?" Hearing this, Murong Jinran hadn't recovered from the truth of the facts, and heard Song Lin on the other side of the phone sigh with regret, and said, "Hey, too, how could someone as arrogant as our Miss Murong let those little gangsters spend the Spring Festival with you, isn't it?"

Gangsters......

When Murong Jinran heard this, he raised his eyes in horror and looked at Zhai Mo Zixiao, who was standing on the side of the bed looking at him!

(PS: Whose gangsters are so handsome, and how many will be introduced one day...... ）

Unable to suppress the fear of this fact and the despair of this friendship in his heart, silent tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and one after another tears fell on the sheets covering his body, instantly smeared with a wetness.

Looking at the two lines of tears flowing from the corners of Murong Jinran's eyes, inexplicably, Zhai Mozixiao felt a throbbing pain in her heart,

Before he could hug Murong Jinran into his arms to comfort him, he heard her hysterical roar close at hand, "Song Lin, how can you do this to me?" They are good friends and sisters, such a close relationship, how, how could Song Lin still be so cruel to her?

Doesn't Song Lin know how precious their friendship is?

Could it be that all the cherishing and dedication to this friendship before her were wrong?

Didn't Song Lin know that she had put her into the category of the most important people in her life?

Song Lin on the other end of the phone was stunned when she listened to Murong Jinran's almost collapsed roar, as if she didn't expect that the effect of her words just now on Murong Jinran would be like this?

But this kind of surprise was fleeting, Song Lin got up, came to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the scenery in the distance, clenched the hand hanging on his waist, and said expressionlessly: "Ranran, if you want to blame, you shouldn't like Han Xu!" Speaking of Han Xu, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Song Lin's eyes. Han Xu was hers, and she wouldn't allow anyone to peek into her belongings in the dark. Even if it's his good friend Murong Jinran, that's not good!

Han Xu......

Murong Jinran was confused, what did his calculation by Song Lin have to do with Han Xu?

"What do you mean?"

"Ranran, are you really confused or pretending to be confused, don't think that I can't see that you have a crush on Han Xu. ”

Hearing Song Lin's explanation, Murong Jin was stunned, the phone slipped out of his hand, but Song Lin's words just now echoed in his mind. "Don't think I can't see that you have a crush on Han Xu......

A sentence that was no longer simply used to explain, but once again hurt Murong Jinran's wounded heart to blood.

A self-deprecating smile, as if knowing Murong Jinran's mood at this time, quietly climbed up the corner of her mouth.

Unexpectedly, she had been silently secretly crushing on Han Xu in the dark, and Song Lin would know about it, and Song Lin actually pushed her into the abyss for a man?

Oh, my God!

Can you be cruel to me any more?

Murong Jinran asked herself, she has never done anything that is sorry for her conscience in her life, and the friend she values the most will actually ......

Thinking about it, thinking about it, I feel more and more disheartened.

Pick up the phone that has slipped on the sheet and look at the phone that is still on the phone.

Why, how did Song Lin still want to come and listen to these radio waves to see her jokes? Thinking that Song Lin was laughing at herself on the phone at this time, she couldn't help but wave her hand vigorously and threw the phone in her hand out.

"Bang ......"

"...... Uproar"

"Whoa......

As the phone that Murong Jinran was thrown out fell to the ground, the glass that was originally used to separate the living room from the bedroom and the wine wall in front of the glass shattered. Bottles of valuable red wine are falling from the glass wine rack one after another.

In just a few seconds, the room became even more dirty, but this time in addition to the ambiguous taste, there was also the smell of red wine to join in the fun.

Regarding the effect of the scene she made, Murong Jinran just leaned indifferently on the side of the bed, motionless, not noisy or noisy, like a lifeless doll, just when Zhai Mozixiao thought of her

I saw her pick up the landline on the bedside table and dial the phone.

"It's me, cancel this afternoon's work. ”

From beginning to end, Murong Jinran didn't give the person on the other side of the phone any chance to speak, and hung up the phone after she finished what she wanted to say.

Then he stared blankly at a place in the room, not speaking, not making a fuss.

After watching Murong Jinran calm down, Zhai Mozixiao said with great apology and sincerity to be responsible for this matter: "I'm sorry, I will be responsible for this matter!"