Is there really such a door in your heart that can be opened and closed?
Can you refuse heartache and hurt by closing your heart?
Why does the farther you walk, the hollower the heart becomes in your body?
My hand pressed on the empty place, but since everything had been removed, what was the meaning of the switch in that place.
People are too persistent!
How to heal the heartache caused by being too persistent?
The cell phone rang again at this moment. Geng Mo didn't want to pay attention to it. She was so tired. She suddenly realized that she was as stupid as her mother. The cell phone was also very persistent and kept ringing! Keep ringing!
"..." Geng Mo finally answered the phone, but was unwilling to speak out.
"Geng Mo?" The call was from Bo Chen, and only he knew this number.
"Geng Mo!"
"Mr. Bai!" He answered with some hesitation. Geng Mo didn't know if he still had the strength to deal with hatred at this moment.
"Where are you?"
Where? Geng Mo didn't want to think about it. She held the phone stubbornly, but didn't want to cooperate. What kept echoing in her heart were those few words that tore her soul apart~ Go away, don't let me see it again.
you!
"Geng Mo?" The voice on the phone turned surprised.
"How are you?"
"..." I'm fine, I'm very fine. Geng Mo nodded hard on the phone, so hard, but there was a place in her body that hurt. It hurt so much that she couldn't say "Okay"
"". The corners of his mouth curved up in an upward arc, but his eyes began to fill with water color and mist again.
"Geng Mo?" There was a little more worry in his voice.
"..."
The phone finally hung up in Geng Mo's hand, and tears fell heavily. Without him, she didn't even have the strength to speak.
Mother's heart must have been torn apart in this way!
My feet moved unconsciously on the street. The direction and distance seemed meaningless. But in the end, I still walked back to where I live now.
~The only place that can accommodate me in the end is this place.
This single apartment was found for her by Bo Chen. It is 37 floors high. Geng Mo lives on the 19th floor and has an elevator, but Geng Mo chose to take the stairs. Flow them! If these tears cannot be undone, then it is better to let them flow once.
A clean one.
I climbed up to the 37th floor in a daze, looked at the hanging building number, and then looked at my feet. I was stunned. It turns out that my feet will hurt when I go up to the 37th floor. Why can’t people learn well? They still try even though they know it hurts.
, even though she knew it was painful, she still had to keep savoring the bitterness. After knocking her head, Geng Mo finally turned back to the elevator entrance. She didn't want to wander around the stairwell like a wandering spirit, so she still chose the elevator.
The elevator's floor indicator lights were decreasing one by one, and the metal door of the elevator reflected a pale, tired face and red, swollen, empty eyes. Is this herself? Geng Mo backed away, until he retreated to the corner of the elevator. Then the elevator
The door opened, and people came in and out. Many people looked at her when they came in, and whispered when they went out. Geng Mo just looked at the passers-by who came and went, and looked at the elevator indifferently.
The floor numbers rise and fall before your eyes.
She was so tired and her body was so cold! Leaning against the metal elevator wall, her body temperature was warming the cold metal, but the reflective metal was cooling her heart.
How long will this ups and downs last?
I don't want to think about it, I have to think about it over and over again, so what if it hurts to the point of bleeding. He doesn't want her anymore... Hehe... It turns out that she has always been the one who was abandoned.
In a daze, someone finally approached her, and warm hands held her in his arms. The warm body temperature spread through the clothes into her blood. Geng Mo looked up and saw a very familiar face, his mouth was moving,
I couldn't hear clearly what he said. There was worry and anxiety on his face. Is the tightly gathered brow blaming himself? His wandering eyes finally saw his own shadow in those bright eyes, Geng
Mo called softly: Mr. Bai!
Then his body leaned softly into the warm embrace, letting his consciousness float in the air.
He could tell something was wrong with Geng Mo on the phone, so he immediately came to see what was going on. Bo Chen couldn't explain why he just heard Geng Mo's hollow voice on the phone, and felt faintly worried in his heart, even leaving him in the cinema.
After meeting Pang Yalash, he rushed over alone. Because he had something important to inform Geng Mo, and Geng Mo hung up on her and even turned off his phone, he had to come in person. He explained to himself this way.
There is nothing else, of course no other reason. He is a man who is about to get married, and he has a young fiancée that he loves very much. He has no other reason and cannot have it.
But he didn't expect to meet Geng Mo who was so lost in the elevator. His fragile eyes and blank expression were like a tiny needle piercing deep into his heart, causing bursts of heartache.
Is this girl always so delicate?
What kind of story does her little body contain?
Holding the cold and weak body in his arms, Bo Chen had to frown.
She always doesn't know how to take care of herself.
Wearing such thin clothes, on such a cold night, where did she go?
The elevator stopped on the 19th floor, and Bo Chen walked out of the elevator with Geng Mo in his arms. Of course he knew where she lived, and it was originally arranged by him. Sighing, Bo Chen fumbled for the key to open the door in Geng Mo's pocket.
Opened the door.
In the darkness, the strong fragrance of jasmine comes to you, fragrant in the lonely darkness.