When waves of cold waves hit his ankles, and when his feet felt bone-chilling, he stood up, looked at the dark sky, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.
I dialed Shenzui's number again, but the message on the other side was "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off."
"Ha...Murong" Murong He sneered, put the phone in his pants pocket, stood up, dragged his shoes and trouser legs that were soaked by the sea water, walked onto the road, and got into his car.
After a long time, he started the car and slowly rushed into the endless night
On the road, the street lights emit a yellowish light and there are few cars.
At night, as if entering a period of exhaustion, the hustle and bustle and feasting fade away, leaving a state of silence.
But what Murong He fears most now is silence. The boundless silence will only make him think too much.
Murong He, Murong He, how could you be reduced to such a situation? Why can't you let go of this woman?
*
next day
When a ray of sunlight shone into the room, with aqua blue eyes, Murong He slowly opened his eyes. He had a slight headache and some chills. Maybe it was due to the water and cold wind blowing last night.
I touched my forehead and it was very hot.
"Ring, ring, ring..." The landline beside the bed rang.
"Hey, Murong He, why did you turn off your phone? Do you have time? Come out and let's chat. I'm waiting for you in Zuisheng." Shen Zui's soft voice was on the other end of the phone.
"Yeah," Murong He said, then hung up the phone.
If she wanted to talk to him, could he not know what she could talk about?
Dragging my body as heavy as a stone, I walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and felt a little refreshed.
White T-shirt, paired with jeans, a casual outfit
Murong He's lips turned a little white, and his complexion turned a little yellow.
Didn't eat breakfast, went out, drove the car
Murong He didn't know what he was thinking all the way. He was confused. At the door of Zuisheng, he braked quickly, looked at Zuisheng's sign for a few seconds, and then walked in.
No matter what it is, he will always face it as a grown man.
There was no one in Zuisheng. Under the dim light, Shen Zui was sitting in the corner, alone, silently drinking, with a trace of injury covering his body.
He looked at it but couldn't move away.
"Murong He, come and sit here" he turned around with a smile as bright as a flower.
He forced a smile, walked to her, sat down, poured a glass of wine, drank it, and then several more glasses in a row, drinking so quickly
Under the stunned look of Zui, Murong He smiled and said: "Are you coming to tell me that you want to abandon me and throw yourself into the arms of Young Master Han? OK, I will let you go." His heart was throbbing, and he could hardly breathe.
, dizzy, extremely sad
"Hey, Murong He" Shen Zui looked up at him, his face was pale and a little haggard.
"What are you doing? I already knew this would happen. If you are willing, we can still be friends in the future. Remember, it's me who doesn't want you, but it's not you who doesn't want me." Murong He kept smiling forcefully.
He wanted to preserve the last trace of self-respect for himself, at least in front of this woman, he wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.
"Murong He..." Shen Zui raised his eyes, pear blossoms with rain
"Don't be moved like this? Or are you reluctant to leave me? You have to be willing to leave me even if you don't want to. I don't want you anymore."
"Murong..."
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have a date with a super beauty. I'm leaving." He turned around and left...