The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

The tone is neither light nor heavy, but full of connotation.

Hu Meimei was very angry.

The facial features with delicate makeup were all twisted together: "No wonder gmi changed his mind temporarily. It's because of people like you who want to use others to climb up!"

"Oh." Su Mucheng nodded, suddenly raised her eyebrows, raised one corner of her lips, and said with a half-smile, "Go on, I'll listen."

A cold and indifferent attitude.

It was completely unexpected by Hu Meimei.

Shouldn't she...be angry, retort, and get angry?

Why are you so calm?

As if nothing happened, as if it was someone else he was talking about.

Hu Meimei didn't react for a while.

"Sister Qi, you don't have to worry about your comeback. In three days, we will go to Europe to watch gmi's tour concert."

"Are you dreaming?"

Hu Meimei laughed angrily. She crossed her arms and stood there, looking down at Su Mucheng who was sitting on the chair: "GMI's concert, do you think it's a movie ticket? You can buy it just by buying it?"

Don't be ashamed!

The girl shook her head, bit the lollipop in her mouth, and smiled casually: "I really can't buy it."

One hundred tickets, free of charge.

How dare you say such arrogant words!

Hu Meimei snorted disdainfully.

***

Ten o'clock at night.

The evening breeze swayed the leaves on the treetops.

The red car drove on a remote road and stopped at a cemetery in the suburbs.

The car door opened. Hangti, dressed in black, took a bouquet of sunflowers from the passenger seat and walked inside.

The cool night breeze blew her hair and clothes.

Some yellow leaves on the ground floated on her shoes and fell again.

Hang Ti walked to the innermost place and stopped.

She bent down and placed the sunflower in her hand in front of the tombstone.

His eyes fell on the tombstone and the boy's bright smile.

"I'm here to see you."

With a low voice, she squatted down, took out a clean handkerchief from her pocket, and carefully wiped the tombstone clean.

Finally, his finger rested on the boy's photo.

The eye sockets gradually turned red.

"Are you all right over there?"

She sat on the open ground with a smile on her beautiful face: "Five years."

"You've been gone for five years."

"Things I didn't understand at the time, I understand now."

Hang Ti said to herself and took out a necklace from her neck. There was a photo there.

It's a group photo.

The boy held the girl's shoulder, very intimately, and smiled happily.

Hang Ti took out his cigarette case, smoked a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, and lit it.

One leg was bent up, and his arm was resting on his knee. The cigarette at his fingertips was still filled with smoke.

***

Return to Moyuan.

Just after taking a shower, Su Mucheng was wiping her hair when her cell phone vibrated on the bedside table.

Hang Ti called.

She wrapped her hair in a towel, put one hand on her head, and answered the phone with the other.

"Hey."

"Senior sister." Hang Ti's slightly depressed voice came from the other end of the phone.

And the din of music.

Deafening.

"Where are you?" Su Mucheng asked, holding the phone.

"Senior sister, are you free? Come out and have a drink."

Su Mucheng squinted her eyes slightly, blew her hair casually, picked up her clothes and went downstairs.

da bar.

The explosive DJ shakes people's hearts and makes them feel heavy.

Men and women sit together, and the atmosphere is intense.

Su Mucheng was wearing a mask, her delicate eyebrows were cold and indifferent, and her eyes were searching the crowd.

On the card table in the corner.

She saw Hang Ti sitting there drinking alone.

One cup after another was poured down the throat.

Su Mucheng raised her foot to push aside the crowd and headed that way.

Hang Ti grabbed the whiskey and poured herself another glass. Just as she was about to drink it, she pressed a hand on the rim of her glass.

He raised his head and met Su Mucheng's dark eyes.

She pulled down her mask: "What's going on?"

"Senior sister, you are here."

Hang Ti smiled, with a slight blush on her beautiful baby-fat face, and she was dressed in black, but there was no sense of disobedience.

She took out a new cup, filled it, and pushed it to Su Mucheng: "Senior sister, have a drink."

Su Mucheng looked at her and said nothing.

Two seconds later, he sat down opposite Hang Ti and said expressionlessly, "Is something wrong?"

It's rare to see her like this.

"Not in a good mood."

Hang Ti lowered her eyes and lowered her head slightly. Her black hair fell down, casting a shadow on both sides of her cheeks.

It's dark, adding a bit of mystery.

She refused to say more.

"Row."

Su Mucheng nodded, let go, picked up the wine glass, and touched it with Hang Ti: "I'll have a drink with you."

Down with a glass of wine.

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

Su Mucheng took it out and saw that it was a video call from Mo Yanchen.

"........."

She froze.

Didn't dare to answer.

Grabbing Hang Ti's refill of wine, she raised her head and took a sip.

Suppressed.