Chapter 362

Meng shaoting holds the phone and looks at the string of numbers on the screen. It's the number he chose for her. He can recite it all over again. Don't say it's ten or twenty years. I'm afraid he will remember it clearly in the next life

He smiled bitterly, and despised his inferiority.

Decisively, he put his cell phone on the head of the bed, thinking, it seems that it's time to change another phone number tomorrow.

Yes, up to now, he doesn't want to have any contact with her at all. He is a proud man. To put it bluntly, he really can't afford to lose such a person. Especially, in front of her, he doesn't know whether he can raise his head.

He can't love a woman humbly. It's love to be gentle and indulgent when the two love each other. It's sweet between people, but in such a moment, when she sees her like this, she will feel so bad. When she sees her image in her heart, when she sees her, she will think of her past when the violent news spreads all over the city When the nobles and nobles who are high in the world turn into the street mice overnight, he feels indescribably sad and frustrated. He can't let himself face the woman he once loved with such a face.

Jingzhi held her cell phone all night. She made several calls. At first, he hung up, but later, there was no response from him. She was always reserved. In such an attitude, she finally put up with embarrassment and sent him a message, saying that it is necessary to tell him something important and ask him to answer the phone anyway.

But this message is like a sea of stone. Jingzhi has been waiting. She even puts her mobile phone on the table when she eats, and takes it to the bathroom when she takes a bath. But at the end of the day, when she sleeps in bed and can't open her eyelids, the mobile phone is still quiet.

She didn't know how she fell asleep, and this night, I don't know whether it was because of something in her heart or because of pregnancy, she kept having nightmares, dreaming In the almost indistinct faint halo, she seemed to see herself vaguely. She was sitting in a big house with many seats, crying with a shirt in her hand

Then, the picture suddenly turned again. She saw a woman with blood all over her body. Her hair was like seaweed flying in the fierce wind. She walked forward without expression. Her fingertips were still dripping blood down. She dyed her skirts bright red

She chased forward desperately in her dream and wanted to see what was going on, but it seemed that she could not touch it through the fog. She ran and ran all the time, but suddenly a sharp telephone rang, and she knew that she was sweating all over, and she sat up from the quilt and gasped for breath. It took a long time for her to react. The mobile phone in her hand didn't ring Stop, she hurried to see, but Gu Liusu's name flickered on the screen, Jingzhi suddenly collapsed his shoulders, answered the phone reluctantly and Gu Liusu said a few words and hung up.

It looks like six or seven o'clock in the morning. Through the thick curtains, she curled up and buried her face with her knees in her arms. Her hair was covered with two shoulders, like fine silk. Her heart was still beating wildly. The situation in her dream was vivid, as if it had just happened in front of her.

What's the matter? How can you dream such a strange dream? Is the woman crying with her shirt in her arms? And who is that woman with blood?

Is it just a nightmare, or does it augur something?

Jingzhi is confused and thinks of Meng shaoting's indifference. She only feels a cavity full of bitterness. She has to bite her teeth to make up for it.

She sat for a long time, until it was bright outside, everything in the house was covered in the light of the sun, she finally summoned up her courage and pressed the number she had memorized.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. I was still dead. A pair of eyes, which were originally light and transparent, were empty at the moment, like two lifeless black holes, which made people feel sad when they saw it

When Meng shaoting came back from swimming, his strong body was just wrapped in a bath towel at will. While wiping his wet hair, he pushed away the women around him. There was almost no temperature in his voice: "excuse me, miss, I can do it alone."

Beautiful and gorgeous Spanish girl is a warm and charming smile, and her body, which is full of sex and feeling, is pasted up, "Mr. Meng Are you on holiday alone? "

She is half Chinese, so she speaks Chinese well.

Meng shaoting again pushed the girl's arm away. When he spoke again, his voice became colder: "Miss, I don't need other services. If you follow me again, I will call the hotel manager..."

The beautiful young girl suddenly shrunk her hand and shook her head incredulously: "Sir, in such a beautiful and warm country, you are too confused to refuse the beautiful Spanish girl. You are in love..."

Meng shaoting stopped, but her narrow eyes glanced at her, and then pointed to the door of his room. This time, he opened his mouth gently. "My wife is in it. Would you like to come in, miss?"

The young girl shrugged: "Oh, I'm so sorry, then I won't disturb you. I hope you have a good time here with your wife."

After all, he turned around and left. Meng shaoting pulled his lips and smiled. If he hadn't walked out of the shadow brought by Fu Jingzhi, he really wanted to immerse himself in the arms of passionate Spanish girls. Then he forgot all the damn things that had happened in China!

But God knows what's wrong with him. The girl has a good figure just now. But when she gets close to him, he just feels bored. His body, body, just like his heart, is indifferent without any reaction

Back to the room, subconsciously take a look at the mobile phone, just when he got up for lunch, he turned on his mobile phone and went out for a swim, and sure enough, the signal light came on again.

Meng shaoting left the wet towel on one side of the floor. He untied the towel, opened it, and walked to the wardrobe. He picked up a suit of clothes and changed it slowly. Then he shaved his beard carefully. After turning around in the room, he went back to the bed, picked up his cell phone and opened it. It was still her missed call.

Meng shaoting couldn't help sneering at the bottom of his heart. Fu Jingzhi, who is always reserved and stubborn, has such a time of perseverance?

Is it determined that Meng shaoting can't leave her, or can't accept a man who loves her so much that he disappears overnight?

His face was more smiling, but the bottom of his eyes was still cold. He pressed his finger on the keyboard a few times, and when he saw her message, he hesitated for a moment, but still opened it.

"Shao Ting, I have a very important thing to tell you. Please answer my phone no matter what. If you don't want to talk to me after this time, I won't disturb you again."

Meng shaoting's eyebrows are light and his lips are disdainful. What's important? Don't bother me anymore?

Well, I'll see what you're going to say to me, "something important"!

Meng shaoting is about to call back, but Jingzhi's phone calls come in again. He waits for a while before he answers.

The person on the other end of the phone, as if he hasn't responded, hasn't spoken for a long time.

Meng shaoting waited for a while, and his brow grew tighter and tighter. After all, he opened his mouth impatiently. "Miss Fu, excuse me, what do you want to tell me?"

His voice was warm and cold, calm and indifferent, polite but alienated, and suddenly pulled the static knowledge out of the unbelievable dullness.

Hearing what he said, every word came clearly. Since Miss Fu began, her tears have been falling down. Her heart is aching, as if she was strangled by a thin thread. Then she tightens up little by little, just as late. She desperately resists, desperately bites the back of her hand, so that she doesn't let out a choking, slightly raises her face, as if it could In order to swallow the tears down the same, and the tears in the corner of the mouth, but bitter intolerable.

When he spoke impatiently again, Jing knew it was still a sad smile after all, tears were falling down, her voice was as low and calm as she could restrain.

She went straight to the point, didn't dare to talk more, afraid that he heard her crying, she really wanted to cry in front of him once, but just after he called her Miss Fu, all her grievances and sorrows, all the pains and sorrows were stifled back, she knew that she had no such qualification

"Shaoting I'm pregnant... " In a short sentence, Jingzhi felt that she had almost exhausted all her life's efforts.