The white moonlight gl

Although the two are young, they are both very sensible.

Mo dyed his pupils because of his growth environment and nature, while Feng Qingshui was because of that novel.

The previous high-profile and carefree attitude has faded away, and now Feng Qingshui seems to have grown up overnight, and her eyes have become so dark that she can't see through.

The corner of the mouth evoked a weird smile that seemed to be invisible, and it disappeared for a moment. Mo Rantong sat upright obediently, and discussed with Feng Qingshui which movie was good.

The two of them got off at the studio, and Liu Shu returned the same way.

Feng Qingshui took Mo Rantong to eat first, and then bought popcorn, coke and other essentials for watching movies, and waited for the tickets.

Watching a movie, visiting a night market, going to a hotel, all in one night, the relationship between the two of them was flat and well-behaved, without any charm or ambiguity.

Mo Rantong is not without sadness.

Once Feng Qingshui walked away and the heat was no longer hot, their atmosphere could only be described as warm and cold water. She watched the two of them drifting away. That kind of powerlessness made her hate Feng Qing to the core every night when people were quiet. Qing Shui's ruthlessness.

Gentle and cruel.

This is what Mo Rantong felt from Feng Qingshui.

"Is it really impossible for us?"

In the middle of the night, Mo Rantong lay sideways on the soft and clean bed, looking at the girl on the other bed in the darkness, and asked in a low voice.

She knew that Feng Qingshui was not asleep, but she still wanted to save her.

He held his breath nervously, and when he heard a light hum, Mo Rantong clenched his fists tightly, his nails stuck into his flesh, and smiled.

"Qingqing, do you know, I never thought that I would fall in love with someone when I had nothing when I was a student. I am very grateful to you. You gave me a wonderful The illusory dream, taking good care of my self-esteem, did not embarrass me, and allowed me to taste the sweetness of love and the sourness of broken love in this relationship."

"Now that I wake up from the dream, I have been beaten back to my original shape."

To say that she is reticent in front of Feng Qingshui, it is better to say that she does not understand Feng Qingshui's world at all, and she is afraid that if she speaks, she will make a joke.

There is a big difference between her and Feng Qingshui's knowledge, she can only follow Feng Qingshui's pace, little by little, to match Feng Qingshui's rhythm.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"If the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come. You will meet someone who is destined for you in the future." I don't worry at all that the protagonist Gong will be trapped by love. You must know that a novel with millions of words is not the protagonist Gong Shou and the male supporting role. The moonlight can hold it up.

In the novel, there are many women and men who like Mo Rantong and have the idea of ​​Mo Rantong. They are the important part of this novel, and they are called the female supporting role and the male supporting role.Feng Qingshui no longer wants to count how many female and male supporting roles there are. Anyway, there are three or four female supporting roles who have much more roles than her, Bai Yueguang, and the others, huh.

"Besides, you don't need to belittle yourself. You are outstanding, and you will definitely attract many people to admire you in the future."

"you."

Mo Rantong didn't understand why Feng Qingshui always changed his face on such things. She was used to being treated specially by Feng Qingshui, and when she heard this indifferent tone, she became angry: "What about you, the old ones don't go, the new ones Won't you come!"

Thinking that Feng Qingshui will fall in love with other people abroad in the future, Mo Rantong feels distressed and his stomach hurts everywhere.

"Of course, don't you think I've been single all my life, it's too vicious." I don't care how Mo Rantong felt when he heard it, Feng Qingshui, when he was thinking about the plot of the novel, would blow up a barrel of explosives, whoever was near to blow up whoever.

"you!"

After waiting for a long time, Mo Rantong said fiercely: "I hate you!"

"If you hate it, hate it. I won't lose a piece of meat. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Go to bed. You have class tomorrow. You are a woman who is going to be admitted to a prestigious school."

"Feng, Qing, Shui!"

Reciting Feng Qingshui's name word by word, Mo Rantong's breath became short of breath, and he wished he could get out of bed immediately, catch Feng Qingshui and beat him up.

"Is something wrong?"

Feng Qingshui frowned slightly, she felt that there was something wrong with Mo Rantong now, to use a word, she just didn't know how to measure.

She is a girl of the heavens, she is loved all the time, even if she was too unlike herself when she pursued Mo Rantong, it doesn't mean that Mo Rantong can call her back and forth, saying I hate you one by one, yin and yang.

She feels that respect goes both ways.

She can respect Mo Rantong, accommodate her in the process of getting along with her, be considerate of her, and try not to contact her. On the contrary, she also hopes that Mo Rantong can respect her.

"Yes, something?"

With a cold smile, Mo Rantong gritted his teeth, but his voice choked up and sobbed: "Just bully me like this. Anyway, there are many people who bully me, and you are not bad."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

She really can't accept such unreasonable troubles.

So, for 1 minute, 2 minutes, when Mo Rantong's voice gradually became silent, Feng Qingshui looked at the pitch-black ceiling and said calmly: "Mo Rantong, I have never bullied you. What you say is the truth, whether you can accept it or not, it can’t change anything at all, can it?”

She didn't know why Mo Rantong was crying.

Tears are the most useless thing.

Like Bai Yueguang in the plot, she lost everything, no family, love and friendship, and her life was miserable, tears, she must have shed all these things long ago.

Mo Rantong: "You don't know anything at all."

She didn't know her situation, she didn't know how difficult her life was, and now she abandoned her again, refusing to leave any extra thoughts and hopes to her.

Bullying, this is more than just bullying.

Feng Qingshui: "Then what do I need to know?"

Seeing that Mo Rantong didn't speak for a while, Feng Qingshui laughed: "Mo Rantong, we are not children anymore, you have to believe in yourself, you are far stronger than you imagined, and time will heal all feelings and scars , maybe a few years later, looking back, you will regard yourself at this moment as black history."

Everyone in the world is like this, when they love you, they give you sweet words and a heart with their own hands.But when you don't love, you can use the most vicious words to judge you, insult you, and lament that you were blind at the beginning and regard you as black history.The protagonist Gong in the plot is like this, Feng Qingshui thought, Mo Rantong must be no exception.

"Feng Qingshui, I will hate you."

Still with the same sentence, Mo Rantong turned over and retracted his whole head into the quilt: "You drove me out and allowed others to enter, I hate you."

Three hates in a row made Feng Qingshui a little dazed.

It turned out that after going around and going around, the protagonist Gong still developed hatred for Bai Yueguang.

Closing her eyes, she fell asleep in a daze. This night, Feng Qingshui had a nightmare. When she woke up, she felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

The author has something to say: Mo Rantong was spoiled by Feng Qingshui.