A string of cold busy tones is more devastating than a loud slap on people's self-esteem, the moment the phone was hung up, Wu Jiao couldn't believe it, her tearful face was still smiling deliberately, maybe it was the signal interruption when crossing the tunnel, maybe the phone was out of battery...... In any case, I don't want to believe that he deliberately hung up. She waited by the quiet mobile phone, minute by minute, hour by hour, afternoon by the afternoon, the anxious heartbeat was eroded by the ground every second, and the feeling of heartache became clearer and clearer, so that she could no longer deceive herself.

In the past seven years, they have relied on each other, especially after going abroad, the surrounding environment is completely unfamiliar, and they are all little children, almost everything is done hand in hand, and the two of them are like shadows. Once, it was summer, and the two of them wanted to go to another city to see an art exhibition, and something unpleasant happened at the gate of the train station, he walked faster than usual, got on the train with the flow of people, and turned around to find that she was gone. Her schoolbag was stuck in the iron crack of a ticket machine, and the people next to her could see it clearly, but she didn't know what was going on, and the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't figure it out, and then someone helped her solve it, but unfortunately the train door was closed, and she watched him take that train and go to another city. It took a lot of twists and turns for him to change trains and get back to her before dark, but after that incident, they seemed to have become more intimate. Another time, in the middle of winter, the temperature plummeted that day, but she only wore a T-shirt in the cotton clothes in order to look good, and when she walked out of the convenience store, it was cold sleet outside, and he clearly felt that her hands were shaking, and asked her several times along the way if it was cold, and she said that it was not cold. Because before that, they bought a couple T-shirt in the commercial street, in fact, the fabric is quite thick, if a boy wears it and then wears a cotton suit outside, he will not feel cold at all, and the girl has to wear a thickened cotton suit outside, but the cotton clothes of the two of them are also couple clothes, and the thickness is of course exactly the same, so the tragic thing happened, and she had a fever at home. He scolded her so much that she almost cried, and kindly ran out to buy her medicine. Every unusual experience makes them realize that they can't live without each other, and this feeling of growing up hand in hand is just like Ai Mengmeng once said that one plus one equals one.

If two people want to get along well, one person needs to gradually lose himself, then Wu Jiao will definitely be willing to raise his hand in front of him. If it is Ai Mengmeng and Liu Xingchen, then it must be Liu Xingchen who is willing to be the one who loses himself. Although this formula seems a bit nonsensical, it has been tried and tested many times when it is actually substituted, and I really don't know how Ai Mengmeng deduced it in the first place.

Wu Jiao, who had been aggrieved for a whole afternoon, finally thought of a good outlet, that is, her tablemate, no matter how things changed, she thought that this tablemate could be completely trusted, so she dialed Ai Mengmeng's phone with a distress mood.

When Wu Jiao called, Liu Xingchen was crying, and Ai Mengmeng was standing by the window and smoking depressedly. They had a big fight just now because of a phone call from Wu Jiao. After experiencing the peak of the experience and thinking about the deep valley of thinking, Liu Xingchen, who was blinded by a moment of small happiness, finally knew that Ai Mengmeng's attitude was still advocating to break up, and at that moment, he lay on the table and cried. Ai Mengmeng is the second time to see him crying, if this skill is not the content of studying abroad, she can't explain how his tears became more than Lin Daiyu after he returned, and looking at the posture, it seems that he is not going to comfort him, he is going to cry to death today, Ai Mengmeng is struggling with whether to go over to comfort and comfort him, the phone rang, she looked at the phone, stunned, happy, Ai Mengmeng, Ai Mengmeng, why didn't you go to the rails with him in the first place?

Ai Mengmeng quickly picked up Wu Jiao's phone and closed the kitchen door. Liu Xingchen cried and cried, and found that he was isolated by her outside the kitchen, and his already desperate mood suddenly fell into the bottomless pit. But soon he heard Ai Mengmeng on the phone. He thought that she had called Wu Jiao, so he pushed open the kitchen door like crazy, and heard Ai Mengmeng talking to the phone with a smile: "It's nothing, stay at home, what's the ...... What is there you that you want to tell me about your unhappiness? ”

Liu Xingchen felt that her tone was like answering the phone, so she didn't do anything, standing next to her and listening.

Wu Jiao's thin voice came out of the telephone receiver with a little trembling: "Same table, what should I do, I think Xingchen seems to be having an affair......"

Ai Mengmeng opened her mouth, turned around to look at Liu Xingchen, and her eyes were quickly covered with a thin layer ......of mist: "Ahhhh

Wu Jiao should be blocking her nose with her hands at this moment, trying to suppress her voice: "Hmm...... Probably. ”

Ai Mengmeng glanced at Liu Xingchen, who was close at hand, and the cigarette butt between her fingers fell suddenly: "It should be, it won't......"

Liu Xingchen didn't know whether to be grateful to her or resentful at this moment. Grateful that she didn't expose what he had done, and resentful that he was hiding what he was thinking. She replied to Wu Jiao like this, did she want to continue with him, or did she decide to end with him from now on?

Wu Jiao said: "Anyway, I think he doesn't want to marry me." ”

Ai Mengmeng stretched out her slender fingers, rubbed her brows, and cast a lonely shadow on her cheeks, at this moment she found that she was speechless, so she felt very guilty.

"Tablemate, are you listening?"

Ai Mengmeng said, "I'm listening. ”

"Do you think seniors will be like that?"

"......" Ai Mengmeng glanced at Liu Xingchen and said, "I don't think he's that kind of person, you can talk to him openly and honestly, I think there may be some misunderstanding between you." ”

Liu Xingchen pounded the wall angrily, is this a bad idea given by a good girlfriend!?

Wu Jiao said: "But I don't have any evidence, I'm just guessing, I'm afraid he won't admit it." ”

"That's nothing! If he doesn't admit it, it means that he still wants to marry you, fool. Ai Mengmeng said with a smile.

Wu Jiao said: "Can it be understood in this way? ”

"Absolutely." Ai Mengmeng looked at Liu Xingchen, who was about to explode, and smiled slightly, revealing the little dimple of the Magic Gate that was in charge of all his sorrows and joys.

Wu Jiao wiped away her tears, and her body seemed to be filled with strength: "Well, I'll talk to him well, thank you for being at the table." ”

"No thanks." Ai Mengmeng said these three words with deep apologies.

Wu Jiao plucked up the courage and said: "Then I'll look for him tomorrow, no, I'll look for him tonight, and I'll look for him in a while!" ”

"Whatever you want, my silly wife."

Liu Xingchen immediately turned off his mobile phone, threw it in his jacket pocket, lit a cigarette, and sat on the sofa sulking.

Ai Mengmeng and Wu Jiao talked a lot of other things on the phone, and finally talked about how to leave the day after tomorrow, they agreed to go to the school together, take the school bus to the airport together, and Wu Jiao seemed to become happy when she hung up the phone. The phone call turned the tragedy into a farce, but only one unavoidable problem remained.

Liu Xingchen looked out the window and said, "I don't agree." ”

Ai Mengmeng picked up a handkerchief on the dining table that was wet with tears and crumpled it into a ball in the palm of her hand.

Liu Xingchen said again: "If Wu Jiao knew that my affair was you, I think she would definitely quit." ”

"If you let her know, I'll never see you again."

Liu Xingchen closed his eyes and buried his face deep in his palm: "Do you think it's fair to her to hide it from her?" ”

"As long as you marry Wu Jiao, I am willing to be your lover."

Liu Xingchen suddenly stood up, walked quickly in front of her, and clamped her shoulders tightly in his hands: "Ai Mengmeng!" Are you willing to fall to this point? Are you used to retreating in the face of difficulties? Or is your strength an illusion! ”

"If Wu Jiao hadn't been pregnant, I'd marry you now—" Ai Meng shouted frantically.

Liu Xingchen suddenly didn't say a word, looked at her in a daze, looked at her, and five seconds later, he kissed her.

He sat on the sofa with her in his arms and stroked her hair: "Let Wu Jiao give birth to the child, and we will raise this child, okay?" ”

"No way."

He closed his mouth and gritted his teeth: "Then what do you say!" ”

Ai Mengmeng said: "You get married, you raise ......"

Liu Xingchen immediately interrupted her and shouted, "No way! ”

Ai Mengmeng shouted louder than him: "...... Because children can't live without their own fathers and mothers! Do you understand-"

He was stunned.

He saw that she was crying.

He bit his lip and said, "...... Then let Wu Jiao beat the child off......"

"You dare!"

"Do you see if I dare!!"

"Liu Xingchen!"

"Ai Mengmeng!!"

Ai Mengmeng slapped him hard, there was no room for respite, Liu Xingchen immediately slapped her back, and then Ai Mengmeng pounced on him and scratched him, he tied her hands and feet hard, they tore violently on the sofa, and the sofa was almost broken up by them......

That night, everything in the house that could be broken was shattered.

In the end, it was still Liu Xingchen who won, although there is no doubt about it, but he also narrowly won. He was lucky to dodge the kitchen knife thrown by Ai Mengmeng, the kitchen knife slashed on the door frame, Ai Mengmeng was stupid, and he pounced on her to subdue the hysterical her.

At night, she shrunk into a ball, becoming depressed and degraded - in my childhood, the kitchen knife was often flying around, but the memory of its danger was not very clear, and the kitchen knife in reality could cut down a big man. Ai Mengmeng's body is blue and purple, but she seems to have forgotten the pain.

He saw her hand shake all night.

He hugged her and kept telling her in his ear: "It's okay, it's okay, I love you, I still love you, I will always love you......"