conspirator's love

Dialect seems to have great luck every time a relationship ends.The last divorce met Mo Jiaxin, but this time they broke up, Tian Qi appeared again.

It's not a game of whack-a-mole though.But the dialect has the urge to hit it with a hammer.

why?

Because it's not Mo Jiaxin?

A female star once said that as long as you are not the person you like, even if there is one more person who likes you, it is not a good thing but only trouble.

Dialect is now falling into this kind of trouble while falling out of love.

People say that the best way to end an old relationship is to start a new one.

I am afraid that the person who said this has not yet clearly distinguished the difference between loneliness and love. Is the beginning of a relationship to relieve a period of loneliness, or to really fall in love with another person.

No one knows what kind of person they will fall in love with until they meet that person.You can leave a trial and error quota for yourself, but if you meet that person, the rest will be wrong.

But right and wrong are too subjective in love.

Right or wrong is exactly three words: I am happy.

So sometimes the dialect also thinks, is Mo Jiaxin heartless? How could she break up so easily? If she was going to the United States, she didn't say she couldn't wait for her. If she didn't want to mention the past, she could just pretend that I know, breaking up after a disagreement is really super heartless.

Doesn't she hurt?

But there is one thing that she didn't tell herself the truth. The past will always leave a knot in Dialect's heart. This matter is related to trust and outlook on life, but at this time she can't help avoiding this unavoidable contradiction.

Her "I am willing" did not get the response of the other party's "I am willing" at this moment, and it became a one-man show that could not be done alone.

She was absent-minded in class for half a day in the afternoon. Fortunately, she had just returned with a head injury, so no one bothered her about her absence for half a day.

Although today is not a good day for her dialect, it is a big day for Apirl Liu.

Apirl Liu's birthday is today, and he has already brought colleagues from the same department out to celebrate during lunch. In the afternoon, a room full of people squeezed into the tea room to cut cakes and deliver them table by table.One cake was bought by the company, another cake was made by colleagues in the department, and the other cake came from a mysterious crush.

In fact, everyone knows that it is a 21-year-old intern brother who has just been here for three months. He is from a wealthy family and just came here for an internship. On the first day of work, he drove a sports car and almost scared Angela Xu who was driving a smart. The eyeballs all fell out.

Later, his uncle, who was also a VP (vice president), told him in person that he should keep a low profile and walk to work tomorrow, so he left Xiao Pao at home and rented a hotel-style apartment nearby to facilitate his work.

Such a flamboyant little brother also has a very fashionable attitude towards sibling love. When he met Apirl Liu, who was also fashionable, he added an office romance to his life in the beginning of his office life.

At this time, Apirl Liu came over with a tray and put the tray on the dialect table: "Which one of the three flavors do you eat?"

"Which one is from the young master?" Fang Yan rested his chin with a listless look.

"This," Apirl Liu pointed at one of the pieces, which looked a little plainer than the other two.

Dialect said without hesitation: "That's it. The young master is a famous brand, and he will definitely not buy cheap things."

"Anyway," Apirl Liu took the cake off the tray and put it on the dialect table, "he made this by himself."

Dialect directly made an O shape with his mouth, "So... then can I change one? It's not because I doubt his level, but I'm afraid that if he loves and hates him, I don't want to be the one buried with him."

Apirl Liu curled her lips, and poked the dialect's face with a water onion finger, "Stop saying such things, if people misunderstand me, you will also misunderstand me."

"Oh?" The dialect only uttered a single sound, and he pulled a plate of matcha cakes from the tray.

"It's just because after he came, I took care of him more. Don't talk like we have something." Apirl Liu leaned sideways on Dialect's desk.

"Oh?" Dialect smashed the cake with a fork, and he didn't have much appetite.

"He's 6 years younger than me, and you know what? He actually told me the first time we met, Apirl's name is so old-fashioned, let me change my name to Flynn." Apirl Liu Cou whispered in his dialect ear.

"Is he implying that when he sees you, he thinks of another word starting with F," dialect said in a bad mood today, and his words were also a little bad.

Apirl Liu pinched her angrily, and cursed in the same charming voice: "Emily, FU!"

"It hurts, it hurts!" In fact, it was a bit sour at best, and the dialect still screamed a few times in cooperation. It's a birthday, and although I'm in a bad mood and can't say anything nice, it's still okay to act as a miserable foil in my true colors of.

"Seeing how proud you are, I really want to bury my head in the cake and kill myself from the people." Fang Yan sincerely sighed.

"What's wrong? Husband cheated? Domestic violence against you? So what's uncoordinated?" Apirl Liu really became unrestrained, covering her mouth and laughing while talking.

"Do you still have any sympathy? Disappear quickly. I'm busy during working hours," Fang Yan pushed her.

"Yo, I see you stared at this excel table for 40 minutes before you entered a line. I'm so busy with you, let's go sing together tonight."

"No time, I'll make up a birthday present for you tomorrow, please forgive me, okay?" Dialect clasped his hands together, rubbing up and down and begging.

"Emily, you're a very boring person."

"Yes, I'm bored, hurry up and put on your pointed leather shoes and deliver the cake. Comrades, you're looking forward to it."

"What about comrades? I think you are really old-fashioned."

"Yeah, why don't many masters even think of me for fun." Dialect said another thorny thing inadvertently.

Apirl Liu Xiao blushed, "You are really annoying, why don't you ask me if I am happy?" She picked up the tray and left.

Fang Yan knew she had made a slip of the tongue, so she hurriedly stood up and grabbed her tray, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I won't joke about it anymore."

Fang Yan held the tray with one hand, and pulled down a piece of paper stuck on the tray with the other. She pulled it into her hand and looked: "Annual CSR Program: Free Sky Support Education Program", "Does our company still have such activities?" Dialect tilted Looking at the words on the paper.

Apirl gave her a blank look, "Want to know? Come to drink tonight. Otherwise, don't say I know you in the future." After speaking, she walked out softly.

Dialect rubbed his eye sockets, hey, the desire to go home and eat a big pot of Mala Tang was wasted.

If you want to give up on yourself, you won't let yourself stay, and you won't let people fall in love.

Mo Jiaxin woke up in the middle of the night, and the problem of blurred vision seemed to get worse at night.She sat up and hugged her arms in the darkness.

A little regret floated in my heart.

The dream just now should have been a nightmare, but she was reluctant to wake up.

The dialect in the dream is still by her side, but she is completely blind, dialect turns on the TV every day, tunes to the channel she thinks Mo Jiaxin will like, leans down and kisses Mo Jiaxin's face, and says: "Wait for me Come back." Then he put on his shoes and went to work.

Mo Jiaxin reached out to the coffee table to find the remote control, turned off the TV, turned her ear to the door, and heard the dialect's footsteps gradually going away.

She let out a long breath and half-lyed on the sofa.Wait for the footsteps to sound again.At noon, she would ride a car for 10 minutes in the scorching sun and come back to cook for herself.Sometimes Dialect is so busy that he often doesn't have time to eat, but he always misses her.

But she didn't come back at noon today, Mo Jiaxin anxiously leaned on the wall by the door.Normally, whenever the sound of her footsteps appeared in the elevator, Mo Jiaxin would stumble and throw herself on the sofa, pretending to be nonchalant.

If Dialect doesn't come back, she will definitely call. Today is 10 minutes late. If she is later, she will be late for work in the afternoon. In her dream, Mo Jiaxin just stood at the door like a clothes hanger.

The dialect didn't come back until lunchtime had passed.Finally, Mo Jiaxin couldn't stand anymore, she groped around with her hands and sat back on the sofa, subconsciously turned on the TV, just trying to make some noise to reduce her anxiety.She has been suppressing her desire to call dialect, in case she is on the road, it is dangerous to answer the phone by bicycle.

The TV began to broadcast the whole news: At 14:[-] noon today, a young woman was deliberately knocked down by a car while riding a bicycle on Nanjing Road. Judging from the live video, the driver hit the deceased maliciously, and the deceased died on the spot. flee.The hunt for the suspect in this vicious killing has now begun across the city.

The phone rang at this moment, "You have already made a choice between Qian and her, and I'm here to tear up the ticket now. The surname Mo, we will never end, unless I die, we will never end." Zhao Liqiang's sharp voice pierced through Mo Jia. Xin's eardrums, "You should really see, her bloody appearance is the best I have ever seen her."

Mo Jiaxin threw the phone towards the TV, and she let out a horrible scream.

Such a nightmare made her sweat all over, and at the same time, she couldn't help but think of the dialect voice, her touch, her footsteps, her smell, everything about her in the dream, Mo Jiaxin It's like rewinding back to the beginning, even if she is blind, she still wants to stay with Dialect.

But she can't, if she can't give Fang Yan happiness, if she can't protect her, and drag her down, she would rather disappear and destroy herself.With the last kidnapping, she had had enough and couldn't afford another one, in whatever form.

Thinking of this, she wanted to smoke a cigarette very irritably. She opened the drawer of the bedside table and reached for the cigarette case, but finally withdrew her hand. From the day she broke up with Fang Yan, she stopped smoking.There is nothing more painful than quitting the dialect in this world. No matter how long she leaves, she will never get used to it. So what is smoking?

But she let go of such a dialect.

"Are you smoking again?" "Smoking less." "The smell of smoke is so bad." Fang Yan fanned her with his hands to dislike her for smoking, still in front of her eyes.

Mo Jiaxin grabbed out the cigarette case, squeezed it with both hands, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can next to the bed.

I can no longer be by your side, I can only love you silently in my heart, and change myself silently to love you more.

The author has something to say:

Better late than never.

Here comes a new chapter.