Doomsday: Beauty is strong and miserable, she is glowing and crazy at the same time

Hearing the footsteps leaving the door, Liang Tingzhu let go of his hand.

Shan Xunxing noticed that his waist relaxed, turned around and said softly: "Those who have the potential only need an opportunity, and those who don't have it will never be destined to meet again no matter how many times."

She raised her arms and put them on Liang Tingzhu's shoulders, hugged his neck and asked him to lower his head.

"Cheng Boring's mother once came to me and told me to respect myself, love myself, and stay away from her precious son. So don't say I don't like him. Even if I like him, just based on these words, I can't have any relationship with him. , I will not try to please anyone just to change other people's opinions of me.

And after I expressed my gratitude, I blocked all his contact information and deliberately did not think about this person. I was also surprised to see him again this time. "

"Self-respect and self-love?" Liang Tingzhu's tone was unclear, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Maybe he gave birth to the best." Shan Xunxing pushed the person back and pushed him to the bedside to sit down: "He doesn't even have the basic conditions to make you jealous."

She put down her hand: "Now that I've made it clear, can I go to bed early?"

Liang Tingzhu adjusted his expression: "I understand."

Shan Xunxing took out two blankets and the quilt he found from the space. He put two layers on the bed and used the thickest one as a cover.

After helping her make the bed, he walked to the sofa alone and sat down: "Get some rest, I'll keep watch."

Shan Xunxing looked back at him. He was sitting upright and spoke uprightly.

"You really can't come?"

"Well, my body needs to relax."

...I really admire that he could say something like this in such a sparse and ordinary tone, "That's okay." It was good that no one was trying to snatch the quilt from her.

She changed the shape of the ball of light and turned it into a red flame that ignited without any substance. It was a small pile next to the sofa and a little far from the bed. Shan Xunxing didn't like bright light when sleeping.

The smell of cooking seafood came from outside the door. Shan Xunxing stopped pulling the quilt, thinking of the seafood that had been thrown all over the balcony, and felt that he also smelled of it.

Feeling awkward, she lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom to clean herself again before she finally felt comfortable.

Liang Tingzhu sat on the sofa, propped up his head, and watched her coming in and out: "You only smell of lychee, nothing else, so don't bother."

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but his tone was strangely thought-provoking, as if he had really studied it carefully and understood it very well.

Shan Xunxing covered his head with a quilt to block the light: "I think you are going crazy because you want to eat lychees."

He laughed. He was not stupid, but he really wanted to eat lychees.

People were still eating outside the house, but the noise was not loud. Everyone was marking their bowls to avoid Li Man's situation. There was muttering outside, but Liang Tingzhu didn't listen deliberately.

After a while, he put out the flame. After a while, Shan Xunxing, who was sleeping soundly, unconsciously took the blanket off his face.

It's a really bad habit to sleep under the quilt, and I don't know how she developed it.

The voices gradually died down, there was a vigil, a break, and after a long time, the whole building fell silent.

He blinked his dry eyes and heard Zhao Mo and Cheng Boring making handovers outside.

Liang Tingzhu glanced at the bed one more time, and then left the room softly.

The ones keeping vigil in the living room were Cheng Bor and another person. The two of them were sitting around the fire, holding bowls of hot water in their hands.

Hearing the door opening of the master bedroom, Cheng Boring immediately looked up. When he saw Liang Tingzhu, he looked away again, lowered his head and continued to be in a daze.

A figure appeared in front of him, blocking half of the light. There was no emotion or anger in his voice, but it sounded like he was commanding.

"Come out with me."

This condescending way of speaking made people extremely uncomfortable. Cheng Boring put the water bowl down and stood up.

The person next to him quickly stretched out his hand to hold him: "Really, really go, Brother Boring, I feel like the person who came here is not good."

Although Liang Tingzhu's expression didn't show any anger, it just made people feel a little shuddering.

"It's okay." Cheng Boring brushed his teammate's hand away and followed him out the door.

He said he came out, but in fact Liang Tingzhu didn't stop until he reached the ninth floor. He stood by the wall of the outer balcony, his fingertips glowing scarlet. When Cheng Boring came closer and exhaled the last puff of smoke, he slammed the igniter on the countertop. extinguish.

Cheng Boring frowned when he saw the cigarette butt: "Xunxing doesn't like the smell of cigarettes."

"Did she tell you personally?"

"When she was in school, she was disgusted when she saw boys who secretly smoked." He pointedly said: "We have known each other for a long time, and I know she doesn't like it."

"We've known each other for a long time..." Liang Tingzhu repeated nonchalantly, tilting his head and looking directly at Cheng Boring with indifferent eyes.

"Have you ever thought that what she hates is not cigarettes, but those boys? For example, the teasing, teasing, jokes regardless of the occasion, and the self-righteous specialness?"

Liang Tingzhu didn't know what to do to make a girl cry after being confessed. He had not seen much of the world at the age of fourteen, and he didn't know much about emotions. To say he was happy would be an exaggeration, and he was more likely to be ashamed and angry.

He continued to ask: "Did you confess your love to her in front of everyone?"

Cheng Boring said dumbly. He was young at that time and said those words on impulse. When he grew up, he realized that it was inappropriate and Shan Xunxing was discussed for a long time.

Seeing that he was speechless, Liang Tingzhu confirmed his suspicion: "No wonder she doesn't like you."

"What do you mean?"

"Did you know your mother once looked for her?"

"what?"

Seeing Cheng Boring's expression of ignorance, his tone became a little colder: "With your behavior, how can your mother have the nerve to say such things as asking her to respect herself and love herself?"

Cheng Bor's pupils widened, as if he couldn't believe it: "Impossible, she wouldn't say such things!" He remembered that his mother also said that Xunxing was very beautiful, and she liked it very much.

"What's impossible? Who says people can look the same to everyone."

"Why are you saying that without any basis? She wouldn't do this to Xunxing. My mother is very good!"

Liang Tingzhu's face darkened.

"I'm telling you, it's your mother who is slandering her for no reason. Ask yourself, has she ever had any cross-border relationship with you? It's obviously you who is entangled, so why is she the one being accused by your mother?"

There was an aura of danger lingering in the air, and the disgust in his eyes was not hidden at all. He told Cheng Boring clearly that he was very disdainful of him.

"You have been causing trouble to her. Just like in the tunnel before, those people would whisper and look at her because of your inappropriate behavior. If you really like her, you should think more about her."

"I've liked her for so long, what do you know! As long as I can get some response from her, there's nothing I can't do. Is it wrong to like her?" Cheng Bor gritted his teeth, feeling a little excited.

He had always clearly remembered the few past moments between the two of them, and the more he recalled them, the truer they became. She knew that Shan Xunxing had no intention of her, but he could wait.

"You are obsessed with it. If she is just an ordinary person without special powers, and you offer your love in front of her significant other over and over again, have you ever considered what will happen to her?

Cheng Boring, your love is just the unwillingness you have never received in these years. The more she refuses to respond to you, the more persistent you become. Your unswerving determination is just your unrealistic fantasy. "

This sentence was like a ball of wet paper towels stuck on Cheng Boring's face, and his suppressed chest could only tremble violently when he breathed.

"That's not the case!" he retorted angrily.

"She is the one I like! You have no right to say that. No matter what happened to the Shan family or the gossip about her, I never minded even if she got married. Why don't I like her?"

The anger Liang Tingzhu had suppressed since he heard the words "self-respect and self-love" at night was instantly ignited by those last words.

He grabbed Cheng Boring's collar and slammed him against the wall. Cheng Boring staggered and most of his upper body was suppressed outside the wall.

Small pebbles rolled down from under the wall into the sea water below.

"Do you mind talking about it? What you like is the fantasy that you constantly supplement and improve. Subconsciously, you have devalued her in reality."

"You just got her before me, of course you don't care!"

Liang Tingzhu found it extremely ridiculous. He patiently dissipated and deliberately stimulated Cheng Boring.

"Let me tell you a secret, she and I are not a couple."

Cheng Boring was shocked and confused, and asked in a strained voice: "She's not married?!"

"It's over, but not with me." He paused for a moment, with a hint of despicableness in his eyes, and there was no moral bottom line in what he said.

"Legally speaking, I still have to call her Mom."