Chapter 80: Sudden Goodbye

When you're ready to put away the phone.

A message popped into the phone.

[It's been two days since you saw the doctor this month, what's the matter? I want me to tie you up like last time, but I didn't expect that Lu Da Boss has such a heavy taste, and he likes to tie up, tie up. ]

At the end of the text message is a meaningful smiley face.

When Nanmen Zhen saw it, she laughed very softly.

I put my phone in my pocket.

If you can't die, why bother?

If you do die, it's fine.

At least you don't have to live.

When Zhou Qingqing ran over, he was out of breath.

Nanmen Zhen opened the car door and motioned for her to get in.

It's still the back seat.

Zhou Qingqing sat in without the slightest displeasure.

If you want to say that she knows more about him than outsiders over the years, it is that she knows.

He dislikes contact with people the most.

There is a heavy habit of cleanliness.

"Where do you want to eat?" asked Nanmenzhen.

Zhou Qingqing was probably too excited tonight, and actually answered his question.

"There is a snack street in front of my classmates, and the food in it is delicious, do you want to check it out," said with an excited face.

Only then did I realize that something seemed wrong with me.

went to see Nanmen Zhen, but he didn't have any objections, turned the direction of the car, and drove towards the snack street.

At that moment, Zhou Qingqing was as excited as a child.

Nanmen Zhen in the driver's seat, the side face exposed, all of which were so good-looking that she was bubbling in her heart.

She never dreamed that she would be so close to her, so close.

The left atrium was beating violently, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

I stood in place and pressed it for a while before I recovered some.

"Boss, I want these two, please hurry up and help me embroider the names of me and my boyfriend, I'll write the names on paper for you," the girl in the school uniform picked out two cartoon characters of white T and handed them over.

There are many stalls in this night market where you can buy such clothes.

But this family is the only one who is overcrowded.

It's all because of the proprietress of the blue heart.

These clothes are the same as those of other stalls, and the proprietress provides free embroidery services.

For a while, it attracted a lot of customers.

And the clothes embroidered by the proprietress herself need to be booked in advance, and they are often sold out as soon as they come.

The things embroidered by the ingenious proprietress are lifelike, and the embroiderers of the proprietress are as beautiful as people.

And the voice is good, polite and thoughtful to every customer.

Therefore, in the hearts of these students near the night market, the proprietress is simply "embroiderer Xi Shi." ”

"Okay, you wait a minute," he said, taking his clothes.

The faint sound made Nanmen Zhen's heart, which was beating wildly, beat violently again.

The haunting thoughts seem to have been given a corresponding outlet and response.

He couldn't bear to touch it, but he was afraid to fall into despair because he had been disappointed too many times.

The girl in the school uniform moved to the side and waited.

The person who suddenly caught her eyes lowered her head, and the dim light source lingered around her.

's tranquil and gentle appearance, in an instant, reminded Nanmen Zhen of the appearance of her once bowing her eyebrows in front of her.

Time and space seem to be shuttling.

The people around them began to turn into air.

Nanmen Zhen's heart is full of eyes and eyes are all over the world, and there is still only his favorite light.

He held out his hand towards her, but she reached out with a dagger in her hand.

A sharp stab into his chest.

Blood stained all the images red, and his eyes reddened.

Five years later, goodbye, the heartache actually seems to be about to die.

Song Lu, how can you still appear in front of me safe and sound?

Who is responsible for my injuries?

***

"I've bought it, do you want to eat some?" Zhou Qingqing ran over, and her excitement made her forget the most observant words and expressions that she should have by Nanmen Zhen's side.

Wielding the barbecue in the bag, for a long time, he just looked straight in one direction. ]

Following his line of sight, he saw a stall buying clothes.

Thinking about the white T-shirt she will play in tomorrow's competition, the chest of the suitcase is a little loose.

Let's see if we can buy a smaller one.

The opening is a process, and there are not too many requirements, and the clothes on this stall are enough to cope.

Besides, in front of Nanmen Zhen, she always wants to show a good look.

The image of being a thrifty housekeeper, he may like it.

"I'm buying clothes over there, let's go over and see if it's okay," Zhou Qingqing touched his arm very lightly.

When she came into contact with him, she had always been afraid that he would resist.

Although most of the time I was eager to do it, I still didn't dare to act rashly.

The person in front of him seemed to come back to his senses after her touch.

The abrupt move of holding Zhou Qingqing's hand made the barbecue in her hand almost slip.

At one point, I thought I was hallucinating.

Until the cold feeling in the palm of her hand warmed every cell in her body paradoxically.

***

"Hello, I need a small pure white T-shirt," Zhou Qingqing's voice was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

Song Lu had already embroidered the names of the student couples, and when she bit the thread, she raised her head slightly and glanced at Zhou Qingqing.

Her skeleton is relatively large, but fortunately, her face is small, so she doesn't look slightly fat.

Song Lu, a person who is engaged in the clothing industry, can always see through different people's figures and clothing numbers at a glance.

"Miss, the clothes you bought, if you wear them yourself, I suggest you buy a medium size, here are a few pure white white T, you can pick them yourself, we embroider the name for free here," Song Lu took out a few clothes and put them next to Zhou Qingqing.

Zhou Qingqing's hand was held by Nanmen Zhen, standing behind her, she was reluctant to let go of his hand, and pointed to one of them at random with the hand holding the barbecue, "Is this one good, anyway, when it opens tomorrow, I will wear it, and there is no need to embroider words," the sweet voice was as vivid as her expression when she looked at Nanmen Zhen.

"Okay, anyway, if it's not important, after it's used up, it won't be a pity to throw it away," Nanmen Zhen's voice was not loud, and when it reached Song Lu's ears, it was deafening.

The hand that was arranging the clothes suddenly stopped.

Looking up, Nanmen Zhen's appearance appeared in her sight little by little.

Five years later.

In an instant, tears blurred her eyes.

He is still wearing black clothes and black pants, compared with five years ago, his tall figure is much thinner, his hair is very short and flat, and his facial features are more and more cold and hard.

Looking at her is always hidden in the tender eyes.

There was a hatred that frightened her.

Obvious.

The panicked Song Lu wanted to verify.

But when he saw him holding the hands of other girls, he froze.

The silent staring at each other has become a life-and-death struggle between only two people.

The reunion that I had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of her.

There is no imaginary joy, indeed silent hurt and pain.

How could she forget, that is, the person in front of her, five years ago, not only wanted to hurt her favorite brother.

It almost killed her.

Such a deep hatred, how can she forget.

How dare you forget.

But why, my heart still hurts so much.

When we meet again, he still looks like he's on top.

And she's nothing.

The lowly don't even have a foothold.

But the days always go on.

Besides, she has such a precious existence in this world.

It's enough.

Life is really all about things and people, and it is unrecognizable.

Her expectations are just expectations after all.

When I looked up, I saw the intimate people in my memory, the familiar voices and smiles.

But she couldn't find the tenderness of the past.

Biting his lower lip, he endured it for a while, but still stretched out his hand.

The trembling fingertips were about to touch the banknote, when Nanmen Zhen suddenly let go.

A few red bills fell at Song Lu's feet.

"It's always not easy to beg for life," Nanmen Zhen finished speaking, then grabbed Zhou Qingqing's shoulders and left with his feet up.

The intimacy again made Zhou Qingqing stiff and overwhelmed.

Although Nanmen Zhen in her impression is usually cold and blunt to people, she is not a mean person.

She didn't know why, he would treat a strange woman like this tonight.

She can't be allowed to explore.

Suddenly lightning streaked across the sky.

Almost in the next second, the raindrops the size of beans smashed to the ground.

smashed pedestrians on the ground who couldn't avoid them.

Fortunately, Nanmen Zhen's car was parked not far away.

The hand pulling the back seat was still on the doorknob of the car door, and Minami Muzhen suddenly lowered the window.

Stopped her from getting into the car.

"I have something to do, you can take a taxi back by yourself," he said, handing out a bag from the car window, "a gift for you." ”

Zhou Qingqing's joy froze on his face, and he swiped very lightly and briefly.

He took the gift.

She knew what it was without having to open it.

In the years they have been together, he has never given her only one gift, and that is rosemary perfume.

All styles and brands, but always the same smell.

Her incomprehension and doubts, mixed with the aroma of rosemary, seemed to be hidden in the air that was about to come out.

She was suddenly a little scared to explore.

When sitting in the taxi, Zhou Qingqing's body was already wet.

The barbecue in my hand also became slimy.

When I thought of buying barbecue by myself, I deliberately asked the stall owner to bake a few more vegetarian dishes.

Whimsically thought that he would eat with him.

They rarely eat together.

But almost every time, he ordered vegetarian dishes, and although she was curious, she didn't dare to delve into it.

Roll down the windows and get ready to throw away the barbecue.

In the gradually widening rain curtain, I inadvertently saw Nanmen Zhen's car.

The black sports car stopped in the direction of the exit of the night market, lonely and lonely like a thick night.

Zhou Qingqing's heart jumped.

Suddenly realize that you seem to be missing something.

After thinking for a while, he took out his phone, edited a text message and sent it.

But there was no response for a long time.

[I'm sorry, I may have been too happy tonight to offend you, please forgive me, Nanmon Jung.] ]

When he typed the last two words, Zhou Qingqing found that his whole heart was in his throat.

It turns out that there is really a feeling in this world, that is, you just mentioned that person's name.

It can also make you nervous to the point that you can't help yourself.

***

Pride and self-esteem.

Song Lu's pride and self-esteem had long since died out the moment she fell in love with Nanmenzhen five years ago.

However, after five years.

When he once again trampled his pride and self-esteem under his feet.

Song Lu found out that it was not completely gone.

It's to love someone, she is willing to give up and rest assured.

The rain was drenched, and the banknotes slipped from the south gate.

Song Lu stood in the rain for a long time before bending down and starting to pick.

One by one, it seems that there is a weight that is difficult to bear.

The cold one lost its strength.

Squatting on the ground, hugging himself, he suddenly cried sadly.

It's been a long time since I've cried so presumptuously.

It's been about five years.

Five years ago, she was forced to leave Nanmen Zhen on that rainy night.

The same is true of her, on the street, hugging herself alone.

Crying hysteria.

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