The white moonlight gl

Betrayer No. [-]: Mo Rantong

Betrayer No. [-]: Feng Qingliu

Betrayer No. [-]: Yan, Nuo

Using a pen to write down these three lines word by word in the diary, Feng Qingshui hummed softly, and made a big cross behind Mo Rantong.

It is easy to finalize the matter of studying abroad.Feng's father and mother had planned this for a long time, but they didn't expect that Feng Qingshui didn't plan to return to China at all.As for Feng Qingliu, who is very lacking in love, although he can't see anything on the surface, and even sincerely asks Feng Qingshui to stay, but Feng Qingshui, who knows his character well, doesn't know, he secretly laughs happily in his heart?

Feng Qingshui was very happy about getting rid of her identity as the novel Bai Yueguang. She stayed at home for two days and collected a lot of information about country M on the Internet.

There are local customs, tourist attractions, and various snack bars, etc. In addition to country M, she also sorted out the information of other countries. After all, she is not short of money. Apart from domestic, she has many choices Incredible.

And when Feng Qingshui was humming happily to the computer, the ink stained her pupils, it could be said that her life was in dire straits.

In the cheap rented house, men and women have sex and choruses endlessly, all kinds of lewdness, words, pornography, language, meat, words, coquettish, words, men's panting and cursing, and women's loud voices, Shouting, passed into Mo Rantong's ears like in the past, making him nauseous.

Pressing the desk against the thin door, Mo Rantong sat numbly on the edge of the bed, staring at the dark sky outside the window in a trance.

Suddenly, the door was pushed from the outside, but it didn't open, Mo Rantong rolled his eyes, and heard the whores and customers outside the door cursing at the top of their voices.

"Fuck, what are you pretending to be pure, I have done you one day?!...It's just a child born by a bitch, who is pretending to show it to who?!...It's all lewd, cheap, damn it, sooner or later, fuck, die You bastard?!"

"Brother Qi, don't be as knowledgeable as her, how can she know you are good?" The woman's belittling and flattering voice made others laugh, and Brother Qi reluctantly forgot about the wooden door, his cloudy eyes were full of tears. color, desire.

The sex and sex transactions outside were still going on, and Mo Rantong continued to stare at the smoke and clouds in the sky, as if he was in a daze, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

It took a long time for Mo Rantong to regain his senses with trembling eyelashes.

She took out her mobile phone from the backpack on the bed, and sent a text message to Feng Qingshui, word by word, very seriously.

"Qingqing, I'm in a bad mood right now, can you chat with me?"

The reply over there was quick, and Mo Ran's pupils opened and smiled.

"No, I'm in a good mood, so I don't want to be infected by you."

Feng Qingshui's pouting lips flashed in front of her eyes, Mo Rantong grinned, tears fell on the phone keyboard just like that.

Holding the phone tightly, as if holding the only salvation, Mo Rantong calmed down, wiped away tears with the back of his hand and continued to press the key.

"what are you doing now?"

"Look at the information, how about you?"

Mo Rantong: "At home, I miss Qingqing."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"Mo, Ran, Tong, where is your home? I'll pick you up and go out to play. It's five o'clock in the afternoon. We will spend the night in a hotel outside until nine or ten o'clock. You take your school uniform and books. We will go out together tomorrow." go to school."

If it was the overlord a few years later, she would definitely be able to see something from Feng Qingshui's text messages, but at this moment, Mo Rantong only felt that her heart had turned from cloudy to clear, and the huge joy and excitement filled her, making her never again. It is no longer lifeless as before.

Quickly replied to the text message and told the address, Mo Rantong quickly packed the things, took out the hemp rope and tied it at the foot of the bed, and threw the rest out of the window.

On the third floor, Mo Rantong has already gone out like this many times, from being full of scars at the beginning to now being able to handle it with ease, Mo Rantong has long been used to it.

In a clean and prosperous metropolis, there are always many dirty and messy areas hidden. Mo Rantong stood on the ground, threw the rope back, and quickly walked out of the Tongzilou.

The place agreed by the two was at a crossroad where people come and go, Feng Qingshui only set off from Feng's house when Mo Rantong arrived at the place.

"Uncle Liu, please hurry up, Mo Rantong is waiting there."

"Okay miss."

Uncle Liu was the driver who took her to and from school and knew about her relationship with Mo Rantong.Feng Qingshui asked Mo Rantong to come out this time, not because of a whim, but because she saw some experiences of Mo Rantong from that book.

Because the novel with millions of words was written with the main character as the center, Feng Qingshui didn't like to read it, so she ignored many details.

In the book, Mo Rantong was the overlord of hundreds of billions at the beginning, with a high position and a formidable aura. It was not until the middle and later stages that she underwent psychological treatment accompanied by the protagonist Shou, and her past was slowly opened up.

Feng Qingshui knew that Mo Rantong was poor, but she didn't know how it was.

Living in that environment, it is no wonder that Mo Rantong instinctively resists the touch of others, and has psychological shadows.

After all, he was someone I liked and still cared about a little bit. Now that I know about it, Feng Qingshui won't just sit idly by.

Sending text messages and chatting with Mo Rantong from time to time, Feng Qingshui sighed, Bai Yueguang himself is really competent, but it's a pity that Mo Rantong is a scumbag, and when he sees the protagonist, he is all kinds of domineering, cool and handsome, and he is not like a human being.

cut.

Half an hour later, Feng Qingshui opened the window and let Mo Rantong get into the car.

"Let's go eat first. Chinese food or Western food. After dinner, go to the movies. The movies released recently are all good. Let's see which one you like, huh?"

Slightly widening her eyes, Feng Qingshui stared at Mo Rantong, who put her schoolbag away and put her head on her shoulder, and was stunned.

"you?"

With a sound from you, Feng Qingshui realized.

It's just through the clothes, it's normal that this guy's cleanliness hasn't exploded.

"Qingqing."

Different from the damp and musty smell in the tube building, and also different from the dusty smell at the intersection of the city, Feng Qingshui's breath is very fresh and clean.

"Qingqing, thank you."

Slightly narrowing his eyes, Mo Rantong murmured in his heart, Qingqing, thank you for not leaving me alone in hell.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"Thank you sister, hurry up and choose a movie, I'm still waiting to buy tickets!" Inspired by Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui stretched her sleeves, and through the fabric, poked Mo Rantong's brain one after another, Poking and thinking.

A glove can solve the problem, this guy's cleanliness is no one.

The author has something to say: Feng Qingshui: I am really Bai Yueguang