Just when Mu Jingcheng was ready to hang up and wanted to cover up her "active" evidence, mother Zhang's kind and old voice came out on the phone, "hello..."
“……” Mu Jing orange's heart is aching, but he doesn't dare to reply. He's afraid that he will be discovered by Qu Shaochen and even more afraid to hear his voice. Tqr1
"hello? Please speak... " Zhang Ma's eyebrows slightly closed, but increased the decibel of the voice.
Mu Jingcheng listened to Zhang Ma's anxious voice, and finally he couldn't help saying, "Zhang Ma, it's me..."
"Madame?" Zhang Ma's voice suddenly became more worried and anxious, "where are you?"
Listening to mother Zhang's worried voice, Mu Jingcheng felt a little sour, "I'm Friends home But in order not to let Zhang Ma worry, she also deliberately raised her voice a little, which was not so low and depressed.
"Come back, ma'am! Mr. Wang is crazy to look for you. He... "
"He's looking for me?" Mu Jing Cheng was stunned for a moment. She couldn't say whether she was happy or nervous, but she was sure that the cold sense of loss seemed to grow wings and fly away.
"Yes Zhang Ma's voice was a little worried, "my husband is dying of anxiety, he..."
"Is he there?" Mu Jingcheng interrupted his mother, "Qu Shaochen At home? "
If he finds himself, why don't he know?
If he finds himself, why doesn't his cell phone ring?
He is so powerful that he can't find his hiding place?
She doesn't believe it!
Unless he doesn't want to!
"Mr. Tang and Miss Tang went out to do something. He..."
"Forget it!" The voice of Mojing orange suddenly cooled down. The hope in my heart was completely destroyed after hearing the words of mother Zhang.
She suddenly felt very silly, silly thought that the man would not care about themselves, silly to think that he would really like Zhang Ma said that anxious to find themselves.
But now it seems I'm really naive!
Without their own days, Tang Xiaozhou is still in the clouds, the pair of men and women have not been affected, still as if no one else out of the pair.
They really love each other, and they In their eyes, what is it?!
"Forget it?" Zhang Ma was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand what she meant.
"Zhang Ma," Mu Jingcheng's hand tightly pinched the telephone line, her anger was rising, but she still pressed the fire to tell Zhang Ma, "don't tell Qu Shaochen I called!"
"But Sir, he..."
"Don't tell her!" Mu Jingcheng gave some blunt orders. This is the first time in her life that she spoke to her elders with such an attitude, and it is the first time that she strongly asked someone to do things according to her own ideas, but she had to do so. Therefore, in order to emphasize the importance of her words, she even yelled out the following words, "otherwise I will die for you!"
With that, she hung up with a bang.
Tears instantly like a broken line of beads generally uncontrollable rolling down.
"Qu Shaochen..." She suddenly called his name in a very low voice, but with the anger in her heart, her voice became louder and louder, "Qu Shaochen, Qu Shaochen, Qu Shaochen!!"
In the last sentence, she even yelled.
But in the original quiet living room, under her roar, it became extremely strange. She looked at the clock on the wall, which kept swinging, and the time displayed there was exactly 12 o'clock in the evening.
With the sound of "Ding", the last tear of Mujing orange "Bata" fell to the ground. A few seconds later, she reached for her hand, wiped the tears off her face, and walked to her bedroom.
That night, she stayed up all night! The next day, it was Sheng Zimo, not Yao Haiyue.
When sun Ma saw him coming back, she pulled him aside mysteriously and told him what happened last night. At this moment, he suddenly turned around and pushed away Mu Jing orange's bedroom.
When looking at her face haggard sitting on the bed, full of tears, his heart almost exploded.
"Well orange, what are you doing? Do you pretend to be poor? " As soon as Sheng Zimo went in, he looked at her with a reproachful look on his face. Instead of feeling distressed or worried, he asked her what had happened and whether she didn't sleep all night last night.
Because those are meaningless to Sheng Zimo.
Obviously, this woman tormented herself all night here for such an unworthy man.
"Who let you in?" Mu Jingcheng turns his head, looks at him with cold face and bloody eyes, just like he is an illegal intruder.
"This is my house. Why can't I come in?" Sheng Zimo changed his old playful and smiling face, but looked at her solemnly, "Mujing orange, don't withdraw the anger from others to others!"Mu Jingcheng stared at him, without a trace of temperature on his face.
"Well, I'll go!" Mujing orange rubbed down from the bed and went out in front of his feet.
Sheng Zimo grabbed her and frowned at the extremely dispassionate woman in front of her. "Mujing orange, are you crazy?"
"I'm just a lunatic. What's up?" Mu Jingcheng suddenly threw away his hand, his eyes glared at the man in front of him angrily, "is it related to you?"
"All night, haven't you calmed down yet?" Sheng Zimo looks at her helplessly, but he doesn't want to stimulate her any more, but he looks at the girl with great care and heartache. "Mujing orange, is it worth it for that kind of man?"
In an instant, the grievance in Mu Jingcheng's heart burst out, and the whole person seemed to be pulled out of his soul, completely venting his anger.
Yeah, is it worth it?!
Is it worth it?!
I'm dying in pain here, but what about him?
Should still lie in other women's gentle fragrance?!
Will he love himself and care about himself?!
No!
If you let him know that he left him so painful, so sad, and even a desire to survive, he must be very happy and proud, right?
Oh, what on earth are you doing?
What the hell are you doing?!
"In this world, anyone who leaves can live, not to mention that he doesn't care about you at all!" Sheng Zimo came up to her and looked at her face, which suddenly burst into tears. He was distressed. "Mujing orange, forget him and start your life again. Don't torture yourself any more, OK?"
"No!" Mu Jingcheng looked up at him, tears blocking her eyes, but she still looked at the man in front of her stubbornly, no matter who he was before, no matter what relationship he had with himself, and no matter whether he was evil or good standing in front of him now, but she just wanted to say, "I don't want to forget him, and I can't forget him! What should I do? What am I supposed to do?! What to do... "