Mu Niancheng glared at her angrily, suddenly pulled her arm away, turned around and strode out of the competition hall.
Ouyang Yiman was stunned. Why was he angry? Why did he treat her so cruelly?
But she couldn't bear to hesitate.
She called out, "Brother Chengcheng, wait for me." She followed him and ran out, her steps obviously staggering.
"I never thought that the elated Young Master Qu could be so passionate. It's a pity that that girl is dismissive of you. In her eyes, there is no one else except Mu Nian Cheng. It seems that Young Master Qu's concentration is inhumane.
ah."
Mo Yanling came from behind, took Qu Liufeng's arm, and said coolly, looking at the two figures walking away, with helplessness and bitterness in her eyes.
"Both each other, Miss Mo, didn't you also watch him leave and have nothing to do? How about you and I come together? Think about it, with your identity and status, it is still difficult for you to be my one-night stand girlfriend Qu Liufeng
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Qu Liufeng salivated, showing a ruffian look, and squeezed Mo Xiling's wrist.
"Go away, whoever wants to be your girlfriend is blind. People don't like you, so you just go into heat. The dignified Young Master Qu really lives up to his reputation."
After saying that, she broke free from his wrist, turned around and walked out.
A look of ridicule and futility appeared on Qu Liufeng's face. He turned back and glanced at the surprised men behind him. His delicate face returned to calm.
"Have you seen enough of the show? If not, continue watching."
After saying that, he laughed and left.
Ouyang Yiman followed Mu Niancheng, chasing forward hurriedly, shouting constantly along the way, "Brother Chengcheng, brother Chengcheng."
Mu Niancheng walked very fast.
He didn't want to see her, especially not with the scars all over her body, which made the guilt in his heart continue to grow. He was Mu Niancheng, and he never did anything he regretted, so he wanted to leave her.
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There was only one ride home, so Mu Niancheng seized the last opportunity and got on the bus.
"Open the door quickly, open the door quickly." Ouyang Yiman then chased after her. The car was already moving forward slowly. She slapped the door hard and ran forward.
"Master, drive." Mu Niancheng glanced indifferently at her chasing her, sat down behind the driver, and ordered.
The driver hesitated for a moment and saw Mu Niancheng who was as cold as ice in the rearview mirror. He didn't dare to have any other opinions and shifted gears to speed up.
Damn girl, you are injured all over, but you still run with the car, are you going to die? Well, since you have the strength, let's compete with the car."
The car ran forward slowly and slowly, and Ouyang Yi ran forward non-stop.
The wind blew by her ears, and her ears gradually started to roar. Sweat and tears fell down her cheeks. She must catch up with him, catch up with him.
The people in the car gradually started talking.
"This little girl is really stubborn. If you can't catch her, don't chase her. Can't you just wait until the next trip?"
"How did you know? This bus only goes to the countryside once a day. I think she must take this bus."
"This driver is serious. What if he stops the car? Seeing this little girl running so hard, why is he so cold-hearted?"
Mu Niancheng's face became more and more gloomy. He clenched his hands into fists, and his fingertips turned white from the exertion. He wanted to look at the position in the car and not pay attention to her running figure, but he couldn't help it.
He still saw her in the reflection of the car window.
Cursing in an irritated voice, she looked out the car window on the other side, but the scene of her being thrown to the ground and the figure running forward could not be taken away from her eyes...
The driver didn't dare to speed up, and couldn't help but secretly look at Mu Niancheng's face. Hearing the increasingly loud complaints, he wanted to stop, but he didn't dare.
Everyone in the car was suffering.
Ouyang Yiman's legs were numb. She just moved her legs habitually and ran forward. The shadows of cars and people kept passing by in front of her eyes.
Someone drove a car next to her and followed her, "Miss, I will take you to chase me. Can you stop for a moment?"
She didn't answer, and her ears couldn't hear any other sounds except the wind.
In the car, Mu Niancheng suddenly stood up, rushed to the driver in a few steps, and roared, "Stop the car."
The driver seemed to have heard the gospel of life. He braked suddenly and the car stopped.
"Open the door."
As soon as the door opened a gap, he jumped down.
He strode towards her, and everyone's eyes followed him closely. They didn't know what this angry boy was going to do.
Ouyang Yiman's speed gradually slowed down.
He finally stopped and finally saw her presence. She panted heavily and walked towards him.
"Brother Chengcheng, I..." She only had time to say these words before she squatted down. When she was just running, the suffocation caused by her unstable breath made her feel dizzy.
Mu Niancheng saw her pale face and slowly squatted down. The anger in his heart increased even more. He had never seen such a stubborn girl before, and then he saw the purple scars on her arms under her rolled-up sleeves.
, even more furious.
He clenched his fists and really wanted to punch her a few times to let her know what pain was, but he held back and roared at her squatting on the ground:
"Get up, aren't you a good runner? Why don't you run? What do you want? Want to become a celebrity in this city? Then go jump off the building. Jump off the overpass, it's easier than this."
Ouyang Yiman lowered her head and closed her eyes to relieve the discomfort caused by her dizziness. His words were like sharp swords, piercing her heart one by one. Tears of grievance filled the air. She lowered her head to hide it from him.
See.
Mu Niancheng looked at her, turned around and walked towards the car. After taking two steps, he stopped and asked angrily, "If you don't get in the car quickly, are you going to keep running?"
Ouyang Yiman immediately raised her head, looking at the cold figure in front of her, and suddenly felt a rainbow hanging between the sky and the earth. Just now she thought he was getting out of the car to scold her, so she was heartbroken. It turned out that she misunderstood him, he was here to call
She got on the bus.
"Brother Chengcheng." She choked with sobs, called out, and followed.
The car became silent.
Some people couldn't help but secretly look at the red-faced girl, and then stared at Mu Niancheng carefully. Some people who often rode in the car gradually remembered that they had seen them before.
I instantly understood that there was a quarrel between lovers, and now they are reconciled.
After Ouyang Yiman got on the bus, there were no empty seats except for the seat in Mu Niancheng.
She consciously stood at the door and leaned against the door. Only then did she feel that her legs were starting to become so weak that she could hardly stand.
Mu Niancheng, who was in front, turned around and saw her.
His face became even uglier.
"What are you doing standing there? If you don't sit down when you have a seat, are you a fool?"
His words were cold and devoid of any emotion. He looked at her pitifully covered in sweat and felt depressed.
"Brother Chengcheng, I'm not tired, so you should sit down." Ouyang Yiman forced a smile, then lowered her head and leaned against the car door, her tired little face becoming paler.
Mu Niancheng walked up to her in a few steps and grabbed her wrist, "What do you want? Do you want me to see you feel guilty? Tell you, I will not have any special feelings for you, even if you run exhausted today
Even if you die, I won't like you, let alone make me feel guilty because of you."
After saying that, he took her wrist without mercy, went directly to the seat, and pushed her down.
The people around me gasped, what is the situation? Is it ruthless but affectionate?
Ouyang Yiman was helpless and wanted to say something, but when she looked up and saw his face that was so cold that it could be covered with frost, she froze and said nothing more. She leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes. She was too tired.
Gradually, I fell into sleep.
The car fell into silence again, and everyone got on and off the car quietly, as if they were worried about disturbing her sweet dream.
Mu Niancheng stood beside her, his eyes gradually regained his composure. He looked at the changing direction in front of him and unconsciously thought of what happened today.
Suddenly, he was hit hard on the leg.
Looking down, Ouyang Yiman was asleep. As the car shook while turning, her head hit his leg.
He looked around, but no one noticed her.
His body unconsciously moved to her side, and his legs completely blocked the direction of her head. She naturally leaned on his legs. There was an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart, as well as the anxiety just now.
different.
But, even so, as the car braked, her body swayed and rushed forward.
He suddenly made a move and grabbed her shoulder. She didn't even wake up, but leaned against his arm.
After a moment of hesitation, he put his arm firmly around her shoulders and pressed her on her legs.
"Wake up, get off the car."
When the bus arrived, Mu Niancheng left her quickly, patted her cheek, and then got out of the car.
The speed at which he got out of the car made the driver stunned for a moment.
It was quite sweet just now, but why did it suddenly become so cold as if nothing had happened? He shook his head, the feelings of young people nowadays are so strange.
Ouyang Yiman got out of the car in a daze and followed Mu Niancheng home.
Neither of them mentioned anything about the competition. Because it was the weekend, Ouyang Yiman washed up early and went to bed.
There are some things that she needs to think about carefully.
Things about Mo Xiling, things about Qu Liufeng, and things between her and Mu Niancheng.
Lying on the bed with her whole body aching, she turned over and fell asleep.
In her dream, she felt that she had entered a hot spring. The warm water gradually caressed her skin, and the pain all over her body slowly disappeared, replaced by comfort and warmth.
It was her first time to soak in the hot spring, so she leaned into the water and swam happily. But suddenly, her head hit a wall. She raised her head in frustration and saw Mu Niancheng standing in front of her.
She stared blankly at the other person and called out "Brother Chengcheng" in surprise. She rushed forward, but in the blink of an eye, the person holding her turned into Qu Liufeng.
"No……"
She screamed and woke up.
I opened my eyes and raised my hands to wipe the sweat from my face with my sleeves. Suddenly I felt a coolness on my body, like the smell of mint.
She straightened up in confusion, raised her head, and saw Mu Niancheng kneeling between her legs. A faint halo fell on him, and there was a kind of gentle power. The coldness on his face disappeared, and he stared at him lightly.
in one place.
Ouyang Yiman followed his gaze and saw that he was holding ointment in one hand and cotton wool in the other. Her pajamas were pulled up, and her legs were feeling cool.
She couldn't react for a moment and asked in a daze: "Brother Chengcheng, what are you doing?"
Mu Niancheng stopped what he was doing. He didn't raise his head and stared at the ointment in his hand.
The air between the two suddenly turned cold.
Ouyang Yiman regretted a little. Why did she ask just now?
"Brother Chengcheng." She called out timidly.
"Don't think that I am applying medicine for you. If your injury was not caused by me, I would never care about you. Since you are awake, you can apply it yourself."
After saying that, he dropped the ointment in his hand on her leg, got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom.
The bedroom door closed with a bang. Confusion flashed in Ouyang Yiman's dull eyes. She rubbed her eyes. Was everything she saw just now real?
He stood up, took the ointment, and slowly applied it on the scar. His heart gradually calmed down.
Mu Niancheng still cares about her, right? Although the explanation just now sounded sad to her, she was willing to believe what she saw.
In the yard, under the moonlight, Mu Niancheng stood quietly under the shadow of the trees, her heart a little messy.
Just now, when he walked into the bedroom and saw her tired face, he felt guilty.
So I found ointment and applied it to her.
How could he feel guilty? Why should he feel guilty? He stood in front of a magnolia tree, reached out and broke off a branch.
There was a "click", and the broken branch was pinched in his hand. He looked at the white broken place under the moonlight, and suddenly raised his head. Guilt? This was not the feeling he should have in Mu Niancheng.
In his world, he is the dominant force.
Therefore, he will ruthlessly obliterate all feelings that do not belong to him.
No exceptions.
His handsome face regained its indifference and indifference. Under the cold moonlight, he looked like an ice sculptured god. He exuded a peaceful aura and was faintly surrounded by dignity.
He turned and walked back to the bedroom.
Ouyang Yiman had fallen asleep. In the faint halo, her little face nestled in the quilt looked fragile and delicate. He looked at her intently. He had seen this face for more than ten years. Now he looks at it again
Look, it feels strange.
No, he can't let her disturb him anymore.
Raising his hand, he turned off the wall lamp. The surroundings fell into darkness, and he regained his composure again.
lie down,
He straightened the quilt and tried to distance himself from her. He closed his eyes and thought about things he shouldn't have, and he would never allow them to appear in his mind again.
In the haze, the soft body next to him turned over, leaned towards him, and raised his arms to hug him.
He frowned in disgust and tried to push her away in refusal. When he touched her arm, she hissed and murmured, "It hurts, um, it hurts."
After hesitating for a moment, he didn't move, letting her do whatever she wanted on his body.
Touching the softness somewhere in her body, he gradually became anxious. The suppressed restlessness made him feel that the temperature of his body was constantly rising. Somewhere in his body kept rubbing against her. The unbearable restlessness and boredom prevented him from falling asleep.
For fear of waking her up, he gently took her hand away, took off the quilt, and went to the sofa.
Wrapped in a brocade blanket, I spent the night.
In a year or a few months, he will leave here, leave this home, and leave this Ouyang Yiman who often makes him lose control.
One year later.
Mu Niancheng went to study at Stanford Business School in the United States.
At the airport, she held Mu Niancheng's arm, and tears fell one by one. She raised her head and wiped them away desperately. Mu Niancheng didn't like seeing others cry, so she didn't want to cry. Don't cry.
"Brother Chengcheng, I'm going back to find you. I'm going back."
Mu Niancheng gave her a cold look, gently pushed her hand away, turned and walked towards the airport.
There was no trace of nostalgia or recollection. The steep mountain-like back gradually disappeared from Ouyang Yiman's sight.
A few years later, this back figure overlapped with that back figure again, and she painfully realized that it was his back figure that she saw every time.
She didn't tell anyone that she took the entrance exam for her sophomore year of high school and got excellent grades, so when school started, she would be a graduate of her senior year.
Brother Chengcheng, I will be with you in one year.