The two of them held each other in a slightly ambiguous way at night shrouded in the night, and in the end, Bai Qing's so-called daze no longer existed, and indifferently broke free of Mo Feng's palm and looked away, I don't know what I was thinking?

And Mo Feng trembled and withdrew his palm, looking at Bai Qing with a calm face, even though he knew why, he still asked suspiciously: "Xiaoqing, what's going on with these scars?" ”

"Cut with a knife." Bai Qing's face did not fluctuate at all, and said lightly.

"Also, don't call me Xiaoqing, I'm not the Xiaoqing you know anymore." Bai Qing preempted Mo Feng and then said coldly, the cold words with angry emotions swept through the somewhat peaceful night and stabbed Mo Feng in the chest.

"Why do you use a knife to cut your arm? You're self-harming, why are you so stupid? Mo Feng also didn't think about whether Bai Qing was the same as before, but blurted out eagerly that Bai Qing's self-harm behavior and the collision behavior had made Mo Feng slightly sad.

"You're knowingly asking." Bai Qing looked at Mo Feng coldly and said lightly.

Mo Feng determined at this moment that Bai Qing's self-harm behavior was not caused by other factors, but because of himself, this dirty self.

The tears that wanted to burst out of his eyes finally raised his head and didn't let them flow, Mo Feng was silent, his body trembled slightly, he really didn't know what to say?

"I don't deserve you to do this, Xiaoqing, I don't ask you to forgive me, but I hope you can live well, even if you don't be friends, be so-called strangers, don't let us have hatred between us, okay?"

Mo Feng's face was serious, and he looked at Bai Qingdao with a trilling voice.

"You are a selfish person, do you forget my scars? I'm not your Mo Feng's toy, I can throw it away if I want to, these three scars, like hideous tattoos, come to mourn the person I once loved, because I Bai Qing will never be stupid to love him, from the time I scratched these three scars, I only have hatred for him, endless hatred, love dies in my heart, hatred sprouts in my heart, I want him to live all his life like a knife, it is difficult to be happy and happy for the rest of his life, his sadness, his pain is my happiness, Mo Feng, you know who I am talking about. ”

Bai Qing slowly stood up, staring at Mo Feng closely, as if he could pierce Mo Feng's body, and said coldly, no tears, no love, only cold hatred.

At this moment, the feeling of this night also changed, as if the gentle spring breeze had also become manic, and the hatred was monstrous.

Mo Feng was completely stunned, looked at Bai Qing in a daze, looked at him deeply, turned around and walked towards the night, Mo Feng didn't chase it, and he didn't have the thoughts to chase it, his messy mind was full of Bai Qing's words, and even the expression that appeared on Bai Qing's Bai Jing face was so clear.

"Hate, hate, hate." Mo Feng kept talking, looking at Bai Qing, who had disappeared into the night.

In the end, he sat in the gazebo weakly, his lips were trembling, his body was trembling, and even his heart was trembling, the world in his eyes became three-dimensional again, looking at the three-dimensional world, seeing his dirty self, doing dirty things, and finally loving himself The woman who loved herself was a monstrous hatred for herself, all the restaurant did was to express her hatred for herself, at this moment Mo Feng smiled, the indescribable bitterness, paralyzed on the ground looking up at the starry sky, laughing with a cry

Walking in the night, holding a can of beer, constantly pouring himself, thinking about everything that happened, thinking about his so-called love again, what he hated, what he loved, hating himself, loving himself, it was all a momentary thing.

Maybe people live this life with guilt, different levels of guilt have eroded Mo Feng, Mo Feng suddenly thought about what kind of guilt he would have in the future, not only thinking about his so-called love is to be shrouded by guilt?

Mo Feng's guilt and Bai Qing's hatred have tightly entangled the two together, imagining the extent of Bai Qing's hatred for herself, maybe what will she do in the future? But these are not things that Mo Feng can consider, what should come will come after all, and it is no longer possible to complete the purpose of seeing Bai Qing, but he knows Bai Qing's mood, and he also knows that Bai Qing is not the Bai Qing of the past, and he knows that Bai Qing has mourned himself.

It is a foregone conclusion, Mo Feng has no way to redeem it, he can only use alcohol to anesthetize himself, no matter whether alcohol can eliminate the sorrow in his heart, but he also has to drink, at this time, he can only use alcohol to help himself sleep, and then enter the dream, don't think about what happened today, don't think about Bai Qing's indifferent face, hateful eyes.

After drinking all the bottles of cans in his hand, Mo Feng, who was a little drunk, felt that he was not drunk yet, he just wanted to find a place to drink, and after thinking about it, maybe only the trace bar was willing to take him in at this time.

Mo Feng threw away the can in his hand and took a taxi

Mo Feng, who was sitting in the car, looked at the world outside the window with a confused expression, and once again remembered the few women who walked through his heart, Menglan became a wife, because of his incompetence, he left with responsibility and sadness; Bai Qing became a woman with hatred, because of her filth, she had a monstrous hatred for herself; Ina became someone else's girlfriend and left herself, because she couldn't give her a sense of security and had a misunderstanding of herself.

Three relationships, each of which turned Mo Feng's heart into an empty city, a new grave abandoned and abandoned, no one passed by, no one gave a little so-called tribute, and no one fantasized that someone could clean up the weeds in front of the grave.

Menglan had no chance to save what happened, when Bai Qing said that he hated herself, Mo Feng had an urge to say that he had actually saved the whole thing in the end, but in the end he still thought that since he had done it, those unspeakable dirt could not be wiped away, and the dirty stain had been deeply rooted in everyone's hearts and his throbbing heart.

The only thing that can still be imagined is that there is only one person, a woman who is still deeply in love, and that silhouette will appear in the back of her mind at any time, even if it is a drunk Mo Feng

The trace bar arrived, the world was still so three-dimensional, Mo Feng stepped on the flat earth, walked with swaying steps, and walked into a place that could sting the soul and soothe the sorrow.

Walking into the bar and walking to the bar, Mo Feng habitually said, "Yumei brought me a bottle of vodka." ”

But Yumei is long gone, and now only Tianhua is standing on the stage singing, and in the end, the new waiter still gave Mo Feng a bottle of vodka with a high number, Mo Feng twisted the bottle and drank it frantically, Mo Feng's crazy drinking really shocked the new beautiful waiter, and looked at Mo Feng with a frightened face.

About half a bottle of drink, Mo Feng staggered to his feet, walked towards the crowd, and walked towards the stage, and at this time, Tianhua, who had already finished singing a song, also saw Mo Feng, who was extremely obvious-

The first volume is coming to an end, although the results are not good, and it is very poor, but I still decided to write it, I think the realistic book of life can not be a eunuch, if the eunuch book is a eunuch life, even if I write it is not good, the end of the first volume, ask for some subscription support, even if it is a subscription chapter, it is a comfort, give me the motivation to write the second volume, there are too many misunderstandings in the first volume, it needs to be solved in the second volume, and Liang Yu's crush will also break out appropriately, plus Mo Feng wants to move forward for his dreams, it is also the road to counterattack, Stay tuned