Chapter 519

After the bed was finished, Ouyang Mengjiao sat on it, but she couldn't help frowning.

She thought the bed was hard and uncomfortable. But then she brought this hard and uncomfortable feeling to a few years ago. At that time, wasn't it just this feeling? It's just that I'm used to sleeping more.

Huang Xing stares at Ouyang Mengjiao stupidly. The past, like rain and snow, falls uncontrollably in her heart and blossoms. He took a cigarette in his mouth. Almost in an instant, he realized that although he was poor at that time, he was also down-to-earth. Today, the economy is rich, but the spirit is like something less important.

Ouyang Mengjiao walks to Huang Xing, tilts her head and asks tentatively: do we want to add some romantic atmosphere?

Huang Xing asked: how to increase?

Ouyang Mengjiao blinked: for example, drink some red wine.

"Still drinking?" Huang Xing frowned and took a mouthful of smoke: I think we'd better stop and go home.

Ouyang Mengjiao angrily stares at Huang Xing: what do you mean? It's all here, and I've paid the rent for the day. You see, the landlord is still such a money addict. He's got money in his pocket. But... But it's worth spending a few hundred yuan to come back and relive that wonderful feeling.

Huang Xing gave a wry smile: how do I feel like a child playing the house. I'm really confused. I'll come here with you at night. It's cold and sleepy.

"Is it cold?" Ouyang Mengjiao whole body together, close to the yellow star's body: with me, you will be cold?

Huang Xing got goose bumps and shivered: don't make a fool of yourself. Tell me, where do you want me to sleep in such a small bed? Where do you sleep?

Ouyang Mengjiao Xixi tunnel: squeeze, squeeze warm.

Huang Xing shook his head: no squeeze, no squeeze. With such a small bed, it's better to sleep alone.

Ouyang Mengjiao attacked: OK, don't pretend to be a big bellied man. How long have you and Zhao Xiaoran lived here? Don't you know? Don't tell me you're on the floor and she's in bed. And when I live here with you, you don't feel crowded? Hum, it's better now. Do you think it's crowded?

Huang Xing straightened his waist: don't you see that I'm a little fat?

"Funny!" Ouyang Mengjiao tut Tun: you this body, also called fat? I understand. You just bother me. You don't want to be with me. Right?

Huang Xing will join Ouyang Mengjiao: we are not husband and wife, and we are not lovers. Why should we live in the same bed?

Ouyang Mengjiao a Zheng, she did not expect that Huang Xing can say such words. There was a look of disappointment on her face. So, she sneered, with a special tone said: you are great, you are noble, you have sentiment. I Ouyang Mengjiao, automatic door, I'm cheap!

See Ouyang Mengjiao angry, Huang Xing also realized that he was too harsh to her.

To be exact, it is absolutely abnormal for such a beautiful and lovely rich family to have no certain thoughts in front of them. Huang Xing has been controlling himself to prevent something from happening. He doesn't want to be sorry for Fu Jie, and doesn't want Ouyang Mengjiao to return to her own world. That would be a serious injury and betrayal to the three of them.

But in fact, Huang Xing's heart is full of some yearning. Recalling Ouyang Mengjiao's every smile and every move, he had an indescribable taste in his heart. He didn't dare to admit that he loved her, but he still liked her. He did not dare to define this relationship as a kind of family affection, let alone a kind of love. Or is it a wonderful feeling between love and family. The difficulty is that Huang Xing can't give Ouyang Mengjiao a proper position in her heart. What's more, she doesn't know how to deal with their delicate relationship in the future.

"I'm sorry." Huang Xing reaches for Ouyang Mengjiao's arm: Mengjiao, you are still young, I don't want to hurt you any more.

Ouyang Mengjiao's expression is dull: you mean... Huang Xing, no, no, brother Huang, don't get me wrong. My Ouyang Mengjiao is not so... So hypocritical, so guilty as you think. I just think that we two, fate is not done, I just want to review with you, that very good memories. I admit, I still like you, love you. But I also know that Ouyang Mengjiao has no place in your heart. What you are full of is another woman. It's Fu Jie. I don't have the capital to compare with her, which I know very well. But I really can't control myself. Sometimes I'm selfish. I just want to be alone with you and have a chat with you. I have known for a long time that it will be such a result now. At the beginning, I really shouldn't have left you for such a long time. Should not.

Huang Xing said thoughtfully: Mengjiao, I don't mean to blame you. I always see you in my eyes. But you know what? I've done a lot wrong, and I can't go on wrong. You should... Should be brave to face your new feelings, new life.

Ouyang Mengjiao suddenly sobs and grabs Huang Xing's hand excitedly: I... i... I can't put it down, I can't put it down

She this sob, the yellow star in the heart also extremely is not the taste son‘ Come on, Mengjiao. Come on. I promise to stay here a little longer with you. But we have to go back tonight. There are a lot of things. The best way to deal with them is just enough. Do you understand? Huang Xing stares at Ouyang Mengjiao, how I hope she can understand her good intentions‘ Is that enough? " Ouyang Mengjiao gave a bitter smile: you mean we should be the same people from now on. Huang Xing said with shame: I didn't say that. We are colleagues and good friends now. We have gone through a lot of things together, which can be said to be through thick and thin. How can we be like passers-by. Ouyang Mengjiao gently twitched the corner of her mouth, stepped back two steps, and sat down on the edge of the bed: I am amorous, amorous. I think, on the surface, you have some resistance, but in your heart, like me, you can't forget the place where we live together. I thought you would have deep feelings for it. But you are very indifferent, you... You seem to have never lived here, just like... You never had a girl named Ouyang Mengjiao in your life. You've erased that memory, haven't you? The name of Ouyang Mengjiao is nothing in your world, isn't it? She kept asking questions, some incoherent. Huang Xing shook his head: I have not forgotten, and I will never forget. Here is our common memory. We eat together, work together, and... I can remember every detail of that time. But the past has really passed. Why should we trouble ourselves? To grasp the present and look to the future is what we should do now‘ Hold the present and look to the future... "Ouyang Mengjiao shook her head bitterly: you really know how to use words. These two idioms in your mouth, how kind of... There is a kind of unspeakable taste. Have you considered the feelings of the listener? Yes, as you said, the past is gone, but I, and you, are not suffering from amnesia. Everything will be in the past. isn't it? Huang Xing asked: what do you want to express? Ouyang Mengjiao shook her head slowly: I don't know what I want to express. But I knew in my heart that I was a failure. I was in front of a man who used to belong to me but now doesn't belong to me. It's me... It's me. I think it's too much. I thought it could remind you of all your good memories of a girl. But you keep telling me that you should forget the past. Huang Xing dropped the cigarette end on the ground and stepped on it with his feet: OK, let's not talk about it, OK, Mengjiao? Ouyang Mengjiao was staring at the cigarette that was crushed by Huang Xing. Then she drooped her neck and asked: I'm like this cigarette end, right? Huang Xing was shocked. Of course, he understood the meaning of Ouyang Mengjiao's metaphor. But Huang Xing really didn't know how to explain. He was silent for a while, and said: this cigarette butt has nothing to do with you... Who would think that Ouyang Mengjiao immediately burst out from the silent state when she heard this, and she almost cried out: how does it have nothing to do with me? I'm the cigarette in your hand. When you finish smoking and smoke enough, you will throw it away and even step on it mercilessly! Huang Xing reluctantly stroked her forehead and was helpless with her series of almost unreasonable moves. Huang Xing tried to use a gentle tone, said: Dream Jiao, why do you think so? I admit that there have been some... Some things between us. But... But we... He can't speak any more. He really doesn't know how to organize the language so as not to make Ouyang Mengjiao's mood continue to deteriorate. Ouyang Mengjiao dipped the moist in her eyes with the palm of her hand and calmed down her mood: OK, I lost my temper. So next, you can go. what? Huang Xing was surprised! To be exact, Huang Xing wants to leave this confusing place. Just now, he has been trying to do the work of Ouyang Mengjiao. But when Ouyang Mengjiao offered to let Huang Xing leave, Huang Xing hesitated. Ouyang Mengjiao is in such a state that he is still drinking. Can he relax? See yellow star didn't respond, Ouyang Mengjiao coldly urged way: you still don't go? Huang Xing asked: what about you? Ouyang Mengjiao smiles bitterly and shrugs her shoulders: I'll stay. To be honest, I paid the rent, of course, to fulfill the agreement, stay here for one night. Huang Xing frowned: I just don't understand. What's good for you to stay here all night? Except for the cold. Ouyang Mengjiao's mouth trembled, and she laughed, and the smile was desolate: the good is right, I want to tell you, the good is more! Want to hear it? Huang Xingzhen couldn't do anything about her. She raised her head a little: you say, I'm listening.