After listening to Siyu's words, seeing that his sister's emotions were out of control again, Fang Peng made a phone call to Fang Qiangxi, hoping that he could take care of Wendy more recently if he had time, because he could see that Qiangxi was really good to Wendy, and every time Wendy took the initiative to mention Qiangxi's affairs, she was also happy, and Fang Peng sincerely hoped that her sister could harvest her own love.

When Wendy is in a bad mood during this time, she always likes to wander around various nightclubs after work, the red and willow green wine, the noisy and deafening music, the crazy obsessive dance steps, and the dimness makes her forget the pressure she faces in real life, forget the past that has been deeply memorable, and forget the pain that has left in the depths of her soul......

But Wendy didn't notice that no matter which bar she was wandering in, there was always a familiar figure in the corner who was silently watching her, not disturbing or approaching.

Late at night, Wendy staggered out of the bar, and a strange boy walked towards Wendy from the opposite street with a smile, Fang Qiangxi strode forward, and angrily pulled away the "groping pig hand" that the strange boy put on Wendy's body.

"Why are you here?" asked Wendy in a daze, the smell of wine coming to her nose as she opened her mouth.

Qiang Xi didn't explain anything, just put one hand on Wendy's shoulder, pulled him forward with the other, and said expressionlessly:

"I'll send you home. ”

Seeing the caring Qiang Xi in front of him, Wendy thought of his aunt Fang Xiaohe for the first time in his mind, and anger rose leisurely from the bottom of his heart.

"Go, I hate you, and I know that you all hate me too, and think I'm a madman who only hates in his heart. Looking at Wendy's hysterical and powerless roar in front of her, Qiang Xi remembered the first time she saw Wendy, remembered the days when the two of them looked for delicious food along the hand-drawn map of Shanghai together, and remembered the smile on Wendy's face when the two of them volunteered together, but she was more like a wounded kitten in front of her, wanting to hide and lick her wounds quietly, and anyone who approached would be resisted by her with all her might.

Qiangxi tried his best to finally send Wendy, who was unconscious, to her home, and after helping her clean up together, under the soft moonlight, she held her hand tightly by the bedside, and she was reluctant to let go for a moment, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Wendy is not the only one who is sleepless tonight, and Meng Fan on the other side has also been decadent since he heard the news that Fang Peng and Didi are together. Meng Fan, who used to drive his yellow sports car everywhere and called himself "Shanghai Peng Yuyan", now holds a large thermos cup every day, and begins to call himself a "health Buddhist youth" everywhere he goes.

Every Friday at the regular meeting of the Shanghai rich second-generation underground party organization, Didi did not come because he was busy with family affairs during this time. I saw Meng Fan walking in slowly holding the large thermos cup that had faded, and several old friends were also shocked to see him like this, only to see him holding the thermos cup alone and putting it in his heart, Ge You lying on the sofa like a layback, his eyes were foggy.

"Oh my God, isn't this our Shanghai Peng Yuyan? What's the matter? Why are you still holding the thermos cup?"

"Don't say anything, no matter how hot the hot water is, it won't warm my heart. Meng Fan said weakly.

Xiaomei also joked on the side: "I talk about my martial arts descendants every day, people in the rivers and lakes, just this little blow, that's it." ”

Meng Fan didn't bother to pay attention to everyone's jokes, just lying on his back holding his somewhat decolored thermos cup.

At this time, the waiter walked in and asked everyone what they wanted to drink today. Meng Fan stretched out his thermos cup and said weakly:

"Add some hot water to my brother. ”

Everyone was amused by Meng Fan's inappropriate appearance, he didn't pay attention to it, and after lying down for a long time, he finally took the initiative to speak.

"Do you know Li Mochou?"

As soon as everyone heard Li Mochou's words, they were so frightened that they bounced up from the sofa and moved away from him, who didn't know that Jin Yong's Li Mochou was hurt by love, and then vowed to kill lovers all over the world.

Xiaomei's face changed color in fright: "Don't, don't, Meng Fan, no, you don't really want to become Li Mochou, right?"

Meng Fan felt that no one understood his heart, so he scolded angrily: "What a fart, Tang Shi Yuefu poem "Mo Choule" has a cloud: "Where is Mo Chou? The late Tang Dynasty poet Wei Zhuang also has in the poem "Reminiscences of the Past" that "the name of the prince of the West Garden is unscrupulous, and the beauty of the southern country is not sorrowful." Mo Chou is a beautiful woman who has no worries in her life, but the name and fate are really opposite, you see that my name is Meng Fan, can't I live an ordinary life?"

Listening to his explanation, everyone was also relieved, or they really thought that he was hurt by love and wanted to kill a lover in the world.

Meng Fan's mental condition was very depressed all night, and he held the thermos cup for a while and muttered, "Ask what is the situation in the world, only let people live and die together." After a while, he recited the poem of Zhou Botong and Aunt Ying's love, "Mandarin ducks want to fly together." Poor young people are white-headed, green grass in the spring waves, deep in the cold and cold, and relatively bathed in red clothes. "Everyone knew that he had just been hit, and they didn't bother with him.

Huahua suddenly said something to the dreamer: "Why are you so sad? None of us can see that you like Didi so much, we are really shocked when you come out all at once." ”

Meng Fan suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "What are you talking about?can't you see that I like Didi so much, aren't you girls very sensitive?"

Xiaomei also interjected next to her and asked, "Did you tell her in front of him that you liked him?"

Meng Fan suddenly remembered the content of Didi and his phone call, and he was still shouting on the phone to let Meng Fan bless them, but Didi really didn't understand his heart. Everyone saw that Meng Fan's mood had improved, and they all comforted him.

"Don't be sad, you haven't started this love yet, what else are you hurting. ”

Meng Fan suddenly thought about it, holding his chin with his palm, thinking about something.

"Yes, I figured it out, I just didn't confess, Fang Peng's stinky boy just confessed first, if I boldly confessed, Didi would be mine. No, I'm going to get it back. With that, he took his thermos cup and left the bar in a hurry.

Looking at the back of him leaving, the corners of Xiaomei's mouth twitched, and she asked Huahua with a smile: "Do you think he still has a play?"

Huahua also began to raise her tone, learning from Meng Fande's example, and said word by word: "Asking what the situation in the world is, only let people live and die together." Everyone laughed.