Just as Mo Feng was about to climb out, Ina came back from throwing things outside, and when she saw the situation at this time, a hint of surprise appeared on her face, which should be surprised by Mo Feng's movements and posture.

Without waiting for Ina to say anything, Mo Feng endured the pain and struggled to speak, crawling on the ground and staring at Ina standing at the door with an angry face, and roared madly and coldly: "Where did you throw my suitcase?" Hurry up and get me back, you three-eight, fuck, it's really ruthless, it hurts me to death. ”

When Ina heard Mo Feng's tone and words, she immediately said in disgust: "Bastard, madman, it's good to hurt you to death, see if you dare to blackmail me, dare to enter my house, hurry up, otherwise I will call the police now and let the police clean you up." ”

As he spoke, he quickly took off his yellow rubber gloves, quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and was about to call 110 to call the police.

And Mo Feng, who had eased up a bit, stood up with difficulty, and looked angrily at Ina who was about to call the police at this time, although he stood up, but Mo Feng's fragile body was still trembling slightly, as if everything that happened just now had injured Mo Feng's soul, and the soul that was already crumbling, if it lost the trace that was still retained, the so-called soul would really break away from this body like a walking corpse.

When Ina saw Mo Feng standing up, and still looking at herself viciously, she couldn't help but feel a little furious in her heart, and immediately said angrily: "What are you going to do?" Don't do anything special, I'll call the police now. ”

"You report it, Lao Tzu is not scared, and I just want to ask you, where did you throw my suitcase?"

As he spoke, he slowly walked in front of Ina, but his walking posture was a little indecent, because Mo Feng was still covering his crotch at this time, but Mo Feng at this time didn't care about anything indecent, he just wanted to find the trace, the trace of love.

Ina looked at Mo Feng's somewhat hideous and terrifying eyes, and there was a little pain after heartbreak, but it was not so obvious at this time.

Ina had already broadcast the call to the police, and soon informed what had happened, Mo Feng stood in front of Ina and watched calmly and eagerly as Ina called, waiting for Ina to answer.

Carrying a shabby guitar on his back, one hand indecently covering his crotch, but it can be seen that Mo Feng is already better at this time, and it is not so painful.

After making the call, Ina looked at Mo Feng in front of her with disgust, and didn't want to see Mo Feng again for a moment, and immediately said in annoyance: "In the trash can at the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors, go look for it yourself, I don't want to see you." ”

After speaking, he stopped looking at Mo Feng, walked to the bathroom, and couldn't wait to wash his hands, for Ina, it doesn't matter if he catches Mo Feng or not, as long as Mo Feng immediately makes his own room, and doesn't pester himself like a madman unreasonably.

Because he was so angry that he had forgotten about the diamond bracelet, whether it was Mo Feng or Ina, he had forgotten it.

When Mo Feng heard Ina's words, he immediately ran out of Ina's house eagerly, and rushed to the entrance of the building with a dilapidated guitar on his back, but when Mo Feng was running, it was inevitable that he was a little unsightly.

Covering his crotch with one hand, he endured the pain and ran hard, which was very unfavorable, so that the corridor was already a little smooth, when Mo Feng was running in a hurry, the soles of his feet slipped, Mo Feng immediately lost his center of gravity, and fell heavily to the ground, his thin lips without a trace of moisture also kissed the white and smooth floor, and he kissed it fiercely, as if it was like a couple who hadn't seen each other for a long time, separated by two places, and missed day and night, it was so lingering.

"Damn, why am I so unlucky." Mo Feng said scoldingly.

As he spoke, he stood up angrily and with difficulty, and continued to run anxiously, and finally ran to the bottom of the stairs, Mo Feng hurriedly ran down, but the speed was like a snail, and he didn't eat, like an old man who had just finished eating, and it was as slow as an old man who had just finished eating.

But even if it's a snail or an old man, they can go to the destination they yearn for, and what drives them to reach is the so-called perseverance and goal.

The snail is to survive, the old man is to exercise the already old body, and Mo Feng at this time is the trace of love.

Mo Feng walked to the dark green trash can, looked at it, and then quickly lifted the lid of the green one, but everything in front of him made Mo Feng extremely desperate.

I saw that the turquoise trash can was already empty, leaving only a few traces of leftovers, and the smell of decay on his face reached Mo Feng's nose.

Mo Feng immediately closed the green lid heavily, and said complainingly, "Ya, I'm carrying it with the green color, fuck." ”

Although complaining, his footsteps did not stop at all, and rushed directly downstairs, obviously Mo Feng's crotch was not so painful, and the so-called indecent actions finally stopped appearing, and he was not drawing a heavy stroke for life.

What scared Mo Feng happened, the garbage was cleaned up by the management corridor, it must have been a garbage truck, Mo Feng prayed in his heart, I hope the garbage truck will not go, God will not make me unlucky, am I not unlucky enough?

Mo Feng thought about it while quickly staggering downstairs, these days, Mo Feng seems to have a fate with green, there is also a staircase, the staircase is also helplessly trampled by Mo Feng, but Mo Feng is also helpless, when helpless meets helpless, he wants to leave each other and stay away from each other.

Finally on Mo Feng's soul, the pain on the ** finally came downstairs, as soon as he came downstairs, he saw a white truck parked in the distance, but Mo Feng heard the sound that made him feel the blood flow all over his body, the sound of his soul about to break, this deadly sound was the roar of the white truck engine, the heavy throttle sound that made Mo Feng feel heartbroken.

Mo Feng hurriedly walked towards the truck that was about to start, this time Mo Feng was really anxious, for the so-called traces of love, Mo Feng fought hard, endured the crotch that was still aching, and ran wildly towards the white truck with signs of driving.

As he ran, he yelled loudly, "Stop, stop, stop." ”

At this time, Ina was sprinkled with water on the balcony, she must have heard Mo Feng's roar, and looked downstairs with boredom, the third floor observed that downstairs was the best location, neither high nor low, Ina looked at Mo Feng who was carrying a worn-out guitar, running crazy like the wind, and roaring heartbreakingly, which could be heard from Mo Feng's voice, extremely scared, faintly sad.

Although Ina was bored staring at the scorching hot sky, there was also a hint of curiosity floating on the surface, Ina was very curious, what is it that is worth this person to pursue, isn't it just some clothes, daily necessities?

At this time, the sun is still just as hot, and only this time of the autumn season is noon, when the sun vents his dissatisfaction or works hard.

A warm and spicy sunlight swayed on Mo Feng's body, shining on Mo Feng's anxious and haggard face, Mo Feng was a little dazzling by the sunlight, and he couldn't see the direction of progress clearly, Mo Feng lowered his head slightly, and still quickly chased the white truck that had been driving fast, at this time Mo Feng's voice had become extremely hoarse, and a heavy and lonely taste was heard from Mo Feng's words.

At this time, the truck has come to the gate of the community, because in the community, the white truck is not too fast, and Mo Feng is running desperately, in order to store things full of memories, Mo Feng's broken heart uses the remaining strength, and the breath tells Mo Feng that he must pursue, even if he cries, even if he is heartbroken, he must recover his own memories and recover the traces of his love.

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