"Hello, my name is Mei Zhi, a classmate of Xiao Wei, thank you for taking care of him all the time. ”

Mei Zhi sat on the sofa opposite the two of them, and after saying this, she unconsciously showed a bright smile on her face, two charming dimples appeared on her face, and the whole person was in a trance, and she was suffocatingly beautiful, and she was extremely excited since she learned the information about Mo Wei.

Dongzi and Brother Ming were stunned with a smile, and at the same time they were secretly happy in their hearts, from Mei Zhi's temperament and the bodyguards behind him, all kinds of signs showed that it was not difficult for the two to guess Mei Zhi's background, even if it was not the daughter of a rich man, it was not something they could climb!

If good brother Mo Wu can have a relationship with such a woman, then wouldn't they be able to follow the light, even if it is not good for the two, but they are willing to be happy for their good brother.

"Mo Wei left without telling his whereabouts, but I believe he will appear in the next few days. Brother Ming stared at Mei Zhi in a daze and said, he was not greedy for beauty, but thought of another thing very calmly, as soon as he saw this woman, he knew that she was the daughter of a rich family, he was worried about Mo Wei, I don't know if this is good or bad.

The next day, Dongzi was evicted, and under Mei Zhi's charm and commanding tone, he reluctantly moved out of Mo Yan's dormitory and found Brother Ming, and the two slept in the same bed very unnaturally.

Dongzi pouted and didn't want to speak.,It's the same as a broken love.,His depressed appearance is not sad but makes people want to laugh.。。

On the same day, Mei Zhi tidied up Mo Wei's dormitory, which was repaired everywhere, and the mottled walls were pasted with beautiful pictorials, and a lot of decorations were added by the way, making people can't believe that this is a man's room.

"Hee-hee, that's what it looks like. ”

Since then, with the permission of Mo Wu, she has moved in here with a domineering posture and regarded herself as the hostess.

Time was very slow, Mei Zhi lived here, waited day and night, and just when she thought Mo Yu was missing, and even wanted to report the case, she finally let her meet Mo Yan.

......

A month has passed, and the days in December can make people feel the cold of winter, especially in the early hours of the morning and late at night.

At the mouth of the alley next to the Yizhimei bar, the darkness of the night is revealed more here than anywhere else, where long cooking smoke is rising upwards, the air is filled with the smell of charcoal-grilled meat, the booth of the barbecue stall is dimly lit, and the dark shadow of a down-and-out teenager is reflected on the tarpaulin.

Mei Zhi walked out of the bar in disappointment, coupled with the alcohol occupying her brain, she was like an unconscious walking corpse, the sound of hunger coming from her stomach drove her to this place, and the smell of the air simply made her hungry.

"Boss, come for a few skewers, feel free. Her voice was low, and she walked out into the shed.

In the shed sat a sloppy teenager with messy hair and a big drink. I don't know if it was because I drank too much wine and hallucinated or what, but Mei Zhi felt a little familiar when she looked at him.

With this familiarity, and the idea that drunken people can be emboldened, she slowly approached the young man and sat down across from him very casually.

This abrupt behavior did not attract the attention of the young man, he seemed to be immersed in his own world, which made Mei Zhi curious, and what was even more unusual was that he actually gave people the illusion of being very happy when he drank, and he was faintly laughing.

But even though she kept hanging her head slightly, Mei Zhi couldn't see his face clearly, and she couldn't sort out where that familiarity came from.

"Boss, bring me a bottle of beer, it should be iced, preferably with the feeling of being able to ice it to the heart. Under the influence of that teenager, Mei Zhi's desire to drink was once again aroused.

"Okay, come up. ”

During this period, Mo Wei still did not raise his head, still intoxicated in his own world, still the coherent mechanical movements, pouring wine and drinking wine.

Mei Zhi never saw his face, and it was impossible to rely on that familiarity to associate the sloppy young man with a scruffy beard and messy hair in front of her with Mo Wei.

"Have a drink. Mei Zhi opened her mouth and raised her glass to look at the other party, breaking the awkward situation in this way, hoping that the other party would respond and see his face clearly.

As Mei Zhi imagined, the other party did not raise his head, but just took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette, and said lightly: "If you want to buy drunk, I can accompany you, but I don't want to buy your bill." ”

Mei Zhi smiled, then drank it all, and she didn't resist receiving such an answer.

Next, because there was no common topic, the two did not speak, and they got drunk together by touching the table with wine glasses, and maintained a very tacit understanding. This unusual way of drinking made the barbecue stall owner feel weird.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, Mei Zhi spent most of her time staring at Mo Wei, she found that the more time passed, the stronger her familiarity with him became, because of the effect of alcohol, she couldn't suppress the curiosity about him in her heart.

"Why do I feel a sense of familiarity in you, can you look up and let me take a look?"

Mo Wei stopped his stiff movements and said, "An ugly face, what's so good-looking?"

Mei Zhi's eyes lowered in disappointment.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"Probably. ”

Mei Zhi was confused by his answer, and the unclear words, coupled with the familiarity she felt in him, aroused her curiosity about the young man in front of her, and she had the idea of digging deeper into him.

Mo Wei raised his head and brushed away his messy long hair, his eyes collided with her, and said, "What about you." ”

"I ...... too"

Mei Zhi subconsciously spoke, and when she saw his face clearly, she froze on the spot, tears poured out of her eyes in an instant, this face ...... Isn't that the person I've been looking for? It turns out that he is right in front of me, and I don't recognize it!

"Mo ...... Worried!"

Mei Zhi shouted his name, tears wet her face but she was also smiling, all kinds of unbearable encounters in the past three years were vented and flowed out with tears at this moment, compared to those torturous days, even if she was covered in bruises, she could see her again at this time, it was worth more than anything, she cried excitedly.

She has always believed that they will meet again one day because of their fate with each other. At that time, she would not retreat, she would no longer be disturbed and ridiculed by the world, and she would accompany him to go on whether it was hardship or hardship.

It's just that I didn't expect him to be so distressing when I saw him again.

"Mu ...... Kite!" The wine glass fell to the ground, breaking the silence, and an unfamiliar name came out of Mo Yu's mouth stiffly, Mei Zhi's body shook, and she didn't believe that he would say another name when he looked at him.

At the same time, Mei Zhi felt even more heartache, Mo Zhi's appearance has changed greatly from what he saw in the video a month ago, now his hair is messy, his bangs cover his eyes, and his eyes have no brilliance, his current state is completely like a different person, plus his beard is unshaven, and he is no worse than a beggar.

Mei Zhi looked at him, tears raining down, as if a hammer was hitting her heart, causing severe pain. She obviously realized that during this month, Mo Wei must have encountered something and was greatly stimulated to misidentify her for another person.

At the moment when he said the name "Mu Kite", Mo Wei was stunned, and a string of tears flowed from his eyes under his bangs, what he didn't expect was that he would meet the person buried deep in his heart at his most difficult moment.