"I want to drink."

"I'll buy you a drink."

"Good." Gu Xiaoran joked casually. She really wanted to drink two cups of alcohol for temporary anesthesia. "I'm going to the zenith bar in Chinatown now. Will you come?"

"Leave your cell phone number."

"0033609677261xxx" she knew that he couldn't come from China to the United States, but she still pressed a series of numbers, turned off the line, twisted the bag and went out.

In the bar, I found a corner where I could see the night scene outside the window. I asked for a bucket of beer and drank it myself.

Slightly drunk feeling can not reduce the heart of melancholy, but more lonely.

"Have you arrived yet?" A text message is displayed on the phone.

"King?" came back.

"Well!"

"I'm here. Shall I have your share?"

The text message quickly replied, "leave my share."

Gu Xiaoran raised a smile on his mouth and stroked the position of the message with his fingers. Unexpectedly, there was still someone who was thinking about her.

The phone rings. It's king.

Gu Xiaoran shook his head with a smile, pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.

"I'm king!" The sexy male voice full of magnetism comes out from the microphone.

"Well, I know."

I don't know if it's because of alcohol. Gu Xiaoran thinks that the voice is very similar to Mo Qing, and his tears don't fall down.

Wronged, she did not cry, feeling lonely, she did not cry.

A stranger's voice made her cry.

"Crying?"

"No..." Gu Xiaoran sucked his nose. Anyway, he is alone now. What does it matter to cry? Anyway, his cowardice will not be seen by others.

"I see it."

"Oh?" Gu Xiaoran was slightly surprised.

A hand reached out and gently brushed the long hair around her neck.

Gu Xiaoran turned and looked up at the owner of the hand.

The handsome face is dazzling, a casual coat and straight trousers, natural and unrestrained and casual.

Gu Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, and his mobile phone fell to the ground.

Mo Qing

“king!” He lowered his head and looked down at her with a familiar look.

"How could it be you?" Gu Xiaoran picked up his mobile phone calmly.

"What do you say?" He sat down opposite her, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "clear up!"

Clean up?

Gu Xiaoran didn't understand what it meant. He saw the waiter running to the customers in the bar. He didn't know what to say. The customers looked at them and immediately got up and left.

The original busy bar, in the twinkling of an eye, is full of people.

But Mo Qing didn't move and looked at her in her spare time.

Gu Xiaoran suddenly realized that "clearing" was to drive everyone away, leaving only her and him.

"Pay the bill!" Gu Xiaoran didn't dare to be alone with him. He lost some money on the table, grabbed his satchel, got up and ran.

Mo Qing caught up with her quickly, grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her back, leaned over her ear and said, "I miss the taste of your body."

Gu Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, then he came back to himself, and his anger burned up.

I haven't seen you for more than a year. After seeing you, it's just a sentence - I miss the taste of your body.

To him, she is just a tool to let go?

Damn it!

Gu Xiaoran threw his hand away and ran to the door. He opened the door and saw Muhua standing across the street with Xiaohan in his arms. He seemed to be waiting for Yu Fei.

A big hand passed through my ear and pressed on the door very quickly. The door closed with a bang.

Then the body was hit by a strong force behind him and pressed hard on the door panel.

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