Zheng Meijia's last flash of fire was extinguished, and her face was filled with pain. Her choking voice came into Wen Qing's ears intermittently.
He was in a trance and lost his mind rarely.
Zheng Meijia forced herself to turn around, not to leave with a trace of nostalgia.
She took a few steps, suddenly squatted down, picked up a small stone and threw it at him with great strength.
Pa -
Wen Qing didn't dodge, and the stone hit him on the forehead.
"How dare you lie to me! You bastard, scum man! I'm blind to like you scum! I don't want to see you again
She finally broke out, wiped her face, stepped forward and ran out sobbing.
I took a cold breath with a hissing smell. I pointed my finger at the injured forehead and felt the wet blood.
"Tut, that's a good temper for me. But... "
He said to himself half way and stopped.
Looking at the slender figure in the vast night gradually away, until disappeared, he just gathered the smile on his face, face expressionless drooped eyes.
No, but.
"It's quiet at last."
This sentence, he said to himself, seems to consolidate the heart of that line of defense.
He went back to his apartment and opened the door. He was handsome and cool. His facial lines were not easy at all, and even showed a thick shade.
"Oh, come back?" The woman is eating fruit, ambiguous Yi a, "how hurt, little girl friend dozen?"
Wen Qing took off her coat and threw it away, which sent out the chill of not entering the birth.
"Who do you want to wear?"
The woman rolled a white eye, "do you have conscience after all? I cleaned your room and soiled your clothes. Take a new one and change it for you!"
Wen Qing pinched his eyebrows, and felt that the irritability of his chest was almost unbearable.
"Finished? Then you can go. "
The woman looked at him strangely, "what's the matter with you? Your little girl friend should not have misunderstood you. I think she has been talking for you
Speaking of this, she praised, "her temper is better than I imagined, and so toward you, you cherish it!"
Hearing her mention of Zheng Meijia again, Wen Qing interrupted her, pointed to the door and said, "I want to go alone and quietly."
When a woman turns her mouth, she knows something about it.
"It seems that I did a great help."
Looking at Wen Qing leaning on the sofa with eyes closed, she suddenly asked seriously, "ah Qing, you really don't regret giving up on her?"
He didn't look up. "What's regret? I don't know how to write at all
A dead duck has a hard tongue!
The woman didn't know what she thought and said, "I can't wait to see the day you regret."
"You are too wordy today. Get out of here."
Wen Qing continued to give orders, feeling bored and untied the buttons of the two necklines.
The woman sneered, "I don't understand what you are afraid of! After so many years of licking blood at the edge of the knife, it's not easy for someone to love us. Why resist? Wen Qing, you are a coward! It's hard right now, isn't it? You deserve it
Not waiting for Wen Qing to get angry, she opened the door and ran away with her coat.
As soon as the door closed, there was a bang!
Smell green gloomy clench fist, forehead exudation of blood by his pale skin a lining, show a bit ferocious.