Chapter 134: Three Years of Sorrow

Meng Chuan'er was very angry when she saw this note and this phone call, like an immeasurable heavenly fire bursting from her chest, and clusters of small flames burned in every small corner of her body, bursting, exploding, and connecting into one piece.

When this tea cake was made, there was no matter about the Peng's file, and it was absolutely impossible to have a chance to open it after it was sealed, so no matter whether he misunderstood it that day, or how he misunderstood, he had already made the decision to leave.

In other words, the person's departure was deliberate, not forced, and not impulsive in the full sense of the word, but just at the right time.

And she was stupid and regretted all the time, regretting that the explanations that he didn't even have time to say seemed so pale and meaningless, and then thinking that they had a relaxed conversation about cheating, and his psychological condition was just a little better at that time.

She asked him if he would really send a bouquet of flowers if he slept with someone else one day and let him know?—— as if all women in the world would ask questions that didn't make sense and didn't happen.

Sometimes they quarrel because of the imagined situation, but in fact, some situations will never happen in a lifetime, and women are creatures who will hold on to the illusion of fact that it will never happen and then selectively get angry according to the answers.

The man's answer was very serious, he said that he would be very sad and would probably walk away without looking back. She asked him what if I told you to come back? I still remember him shouting helplessly: "You have slept with people and won't let me go, you are too domineering!"

"You mean that your commitment has a premise, why didn't you start with a premise?"

"I will always love you until the day I die, but I may choose to go out and be quiet for two or three years. Calm down and come back to you. ”

...... Thinking of these, Meng Chuan'er was trembling with anger with an evil fire, she grabbed her mobile phone and dialed this number, and hung up again before she could connect.

After all, I haven't heard this person's voice for nearly three years, so what do you want to say in this first sentence? I can't say, what, are you okay? Good Nima has a big claw, and what I want to do most now is to beat him up.

And why did this person have to leave in the first place, it is the most unbalanced contradiction and conflict in Meng Chuan'er's heart now, but he can't ask, after nearly three years, some emotions have been buried too deep by the dust of the years, and when he dug it out again, he had long forgotten when he was buried, and some were rusty or corrupted.

Or rather, something has been hidden in the corner of her memory, hidden so well, as if it didn't exist at all, and there is no way to know, only these emotions suddenly came out by themselves, I don't know when, suddenly one appeared, flashed Meng Chuan'er, and then beat her continuously, and was beaten by emotions for no reason, making her extremely trance.

In case he doesn't use this number, in case he gets a new girlfriend or even gets married, in case he speaks in a detached tone like a stranger, in case in case ...... She began to circle all over the ground, round and round.

Shameless, spilled, I've been sad for so long, big liar, what do you say not to get lost, once you disappear, you can't find it all over the world, two hundred and fifty ...... She scolded all the words, and felt that she should still call the phone, because it was really unpleasant to scold in secret.

It's midnight at this time, or if you don't fight tomorrow, you may not be able to hear it on the mute...... It doesn't matter if he doesn't hear it, if he doesn't answer it, will it be shut down tomorrow? This is the only clue at present, and if it is broken, this person will not be found at all.

If you can't find it, you can't find it, so why am I the only one in a hurry? We don't get lost, and it's not that I'm not the only one who doesn't get lost, and some people want to lose it, do you want me to keep it? This phone is thrown aside and taken back, and taken back and thrown aside, and so on and so on.

It's a pity that Meng Chuan'er's hand is more honest than her heart, and the kung fu number that she weighed back and forth has been dialed out, and the voice of the phone waiting is very strange, not "beep...... ...... doodle", but a solid "dood...... followed by a false "dood", an economist who interviewed Xianggang as a reporter, and also stayed in Afuhan for more than two years, and experience told her that the owner of the number was overseas.

Wow, I've almost turned over the heavens and the earth in China, and you've actually run out of the country! Why don't you get out of the galaxy if you're so powerful, the universe is vast, but you're going to waves!

Before Meng Chuan'er could turn the second thought in her mind, the phone was suddenly connected, and the other party opened her mouth first, and there was a hint of eagerness in her voice: "You finally dismantled the tea." ”

The moment she heard the voice, she pinched herself fiercely, and the familiar and unfamiliar voice swept in with a wave of fate, and she was afraid that it was a dream after repeated consideration. Tears swayed on his long-lost face, and the right hand that answered the phone trembled uncontrollably.

"You know what? I've been waiting for this moment for almost three years, and I've been looking at this phone all the time, for fear that I won't hear it when it rings. I just waited, waited, and believed that this moment would come. Meng Chuan'er, I fucking miss you. ”

Back then, it was a bureau deliberately arranged by Li Lin and Ren Jun and Wu Peng in order to calculate me, and they gave me obedient water, just to let you see that scene!

It was more than seven o'clock in the morning when I regained consciousness when I stepped on the horse, and you just left, and there was no news for three years, just like death, do you think you have to bear more grievances yourself?

I'll tell you Yu Xiaoshan, don't think I don't know, this note was obviously put in before the incident, you are the smartest who has stepped on the horse all day, and everyone else is mentally retarded!

What did I do to make you want to leave? The most insidious, vicious, and shameless person in the whole world is you! What Wu Peng, what Li Lin Renjun, you are all better than them!

If Quan Nyima is a liar, if I tell you to get back, you will get back, don't you get out? You just get away! Don't you want to get back in this life!"

"Boom !!"

The phone was broken, and Yu Xiaoshan tried to interject on the other end of the phone many times, but he couldn't plug it in at all. Meng Chuan'er's speech was originally like a cannon, there were only conversations in the world that she didn't want to interrupt, and no one could interrupt her.

As soon as the sentence "Don't think about getting back in this life", Yu Xiaoshan knew that she was going to hang up the phone, and hurriedly stopped in a loud voice: "You listen to me! Hey??? hey??"

Meng Chuan'er said that paragraph in one breath, and after saying that, the mobile phone let Meng Chuan'er fall on the wall, and it started to catch fire when it was smashed, and when Yu Xiaoshan called back again, he couldn't get through.

Yu Xiaoshan sighed, he must have been entangled with this girl for more than a lifetime, Meng Chuan'er didn't know that this phone call had reversed the direction of Yu Xiaoshan's entire life.

Meng Chuan'er guessed correctly, he is indeed in a foreign country, a goddess country. In the Goddess Country, the past three years have been another period of time when the wind and swords are strictly pressing, and if this phone call does not come, Yu Xiaoshan will do a very dangerous thing tomorrow.

Before Meng Chuan'er called, he was opening the dusty Weibo for a long time, wanting to leave a last word to Meng Chuan'er on it, and then go to revenge and realize his dignity with his life.

But at the moment, he didn't want to, he felt that dignity was not important, at least not as important as this phone call. When he didn't answer the phone, he didn't realize that the gap between dignity and Meng Chuan'er was so huge.

He lit a cigarette, turned off the computer, and quietly recalled the past few years since he left Meng Chuan'er.