Chapter Ninety-Three: How a Gentleman Is Made

After the physical exertion was completed, Ouyang Mo lay on his back, the fatigue was still very effective, at least the figure in her mind was much lighter, and she had no strength to be irritable now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What the hell is wrong with me......"

No one answered her, and she didn't need anyone to tell her the answer, she was always alone, and she wouldn't open her heart to anyone.

After resting for a while, Ouyang Mo regained some strength, she gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground as if she had exhausted her last bit of strength, her body swayed, her consciousness was a little blurred, and a vague humanoid silhouette appeared in her mind.

"Damn!" Ouyang Mo almost squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth, and that unrecognizable picture appeared again.

All kinds of complicated emotions are twisted together again, her future already makes her feel deeply powerless, she is already very desperate just struggling, however, this picture, this nightmare-like thing, this is going to ruin her!!

He will feel powerless for things that are difficult to do, but Ouyang Mo can at least see hope, and feels that as long as he works hard, he will definitely be able to grasp it. But this picture... She couldn't do it......

Two lines of clear tears flowed silently from her eyes, and the tears that she thought had long since dried up had given birth to so many in the years she had reaped, these were the hopes she had desperately obtained......

The tears only flowed for a few seconds before they stopped, it wasn't that she stopped crying, and the tears were gone.

She didn't know how she got to the bathroom, it should have come from her subconscious, how could she sweat without washing it.

Before, although it was dark on all sides, there was at least a subtle light that could let her know that there was still hope when she stepped forward. But now, the only light is obscured by this image, and even if she remembers the direction, she can't see hope.

What has always supported her is the light, I don't care if it really exists, just looking at it, I have the motivation to go on.

- She can't move now.

His eyes were lifeless, and Ouyang Mo took off his clothes one by one like a hanging doll.

No matter how strong she is, she is still a sixteen-year-old girl, who chooses to grow up in a twisted way, but suddenly loses her light.

Ouyang Mo covered his face, if there was no hope, it was better to end all this.

She, desperate.

After holding this posture for three or four minutes, Ouyang Mo realized that something was wrong, there was no such picture in her mind, and there was no lingering irritability.

"Huh?"

Ouyang Mo removed her hand, she looked around blankly, this... What the hell is going on?

Suddenly, she felt her body cold, and when she lowered her head, she found that she had taken off her clothes for some time, and a light blue pans were hanging on her right hand......

――Do you believe in fate?―

Friday, the last day of the monthly exam.

Well... It seems a bit inappropriate to say this, after all, the monthly exam is only two days in total...... But people are sometimes so strange, obviously just two days, the first day is reluctant to sigh, and the last day is as if there is hope in life again.

Before the start of the first exam in the afternoon, Zhang Xiaohai came to the back of the classroom with a smile on his face and talked to his two partners.

"Hey, are you two free tonight?"

"Not available. Mu Zhaoling refused without thinking about it, he didn't want to be bored watching these two people talking and laughing, at least he was comfortable when he was bored.

"I don't believe it unless you tell me what you're going to do at night. Zhang Xiaohai didn't believe that the gloomy scholar would have any nightlife.

Mu Zhaoling really doesn't.,Usually I don't have a task to watch soap operas or read books.,It's basically a state where you can leave with an appointment.。 A while ago, he would go for a walk at night when he was bored, but now if he doesn't have a task, he will never go out until late at night, and the night outing encounters in the past few days have given him a lot of experience.

After a pause of three or four seconds, Mu Zhaoling was a little entangled, this can be regarded as the trigger point of the mission, right? Recently, his moldy head has been very strong, especially after the black mission, even if it is not triggered now, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be more disgusting tasks at night, and it is troublesome to make up nonsense.

"Well... I'm free. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohai showed an expression of 'I knew it was like this', and then looked at Liang Yu.

Liang Yu frowned slightly, looking a little distressed, "I'm going to go to the bar tonight to work part-time... Hm... Forget it, it's not bad for this day, let's say, what's the event?"

"It's not an event," Zhang Xiaohai was a little embarrassed, and covered his neck with his right hand to relieve the embarrassment, "I always felt a little embarrassed when you two had a treat before, so I want to invite you to a barbecue tonight." ”

When he was with Liang Yu, most of them were made of AA. If you pay for it all, needless to say, Mu Zhaoling Tuhao has had a few times, but he doesn't have it.

Although the other two won't care about this kind of thing, after all, he Zhang Xiaohai is a high school student with a 'face', and he happens to have some pocket money recently, so it is also excellent to invite everyone to have a barbecue after the monthly exam.

"Eh, where to eat?" Liang Yu is very interested in barbecue, barbecue means meat, meat is justice!

"Near the West School District station. After Zhang Xiaohai finished speaking, he looked at Mu Zhaoling again, "By the way, Ah Ling, will it be far away from your house?"

I went to the tea restaurant a while ago, and when I came back, they took the bus in the opposite direction, and the West School District station was much farther than that station.

"Out of the way. Mu Zhaoling thought a lot, but not much could come out of his mouth.

After confirming the time and place of the meeting, Zhang Xiaohai went to his seat.

There are two exams this afternoon, physics and biology, Mu Zhaoling will do one before going to bed, and one will do another one when he wakes up, and this month's exam will be over.

In the evening, he started to prepare dinner early, and his meal is usually at 7:10, but tonight the meeting time is 8 o'clock, whether he is riding a bicycle or taking the light rail, he has to leave before 7 o'clock.

The parasite at home would not care about such a thing, as long as her stomach was satisfied, she did not bother to care whether the person who fed her would live or die.

But the general is very sensible, "Meow~" (Lord Meow, why is dinner so early today?)

"I have something to do tonight and get out early. ”

Mu Zhaoling drank a glass of milk, he looked at Zhu Xuan, who was gluttonous, and was angry in vain, and immediately sneered, "Hmph, the nose is so smart, I thought you were on time." ”

Zhu Xuan usually comes down as soon as the meal arrives, but this time he didn't call her, but as soon as the dishes were put on the table, people came down.

Although she knew that she felt it with the sense of heaven and man, Mu Zhaoling still wanted to sarcastically say a few words to her, this uncle was too blind, and he didn't want to think about who raised her?

Zhu Xuan stopped her chopsticks, her delicate and lovely face was still stained with a little food sauce, and she glanced at Mu Zhaoling contemptuously, as if she was looking at the minions offered to it by a cold cat, this is annoying......

"Tsk. ”

He's asking for trouble.