Goddess, Rival and Me

Chapter 52

When Mingbiao came to his senses, his hand had already opened the contact list and pulled to the column of Qu Jingshu.

"..." He pressed the screen back to the desktop calmly, as if he was afraid that someone would laugh at him if he saw it.

Enough!

It's just an ex-girlfriend who treats herself as a backup, Mingbiao, Mingbiao, aren't you boring like this?Isn't it cheap?

Mingbiao scolded himself severely in his heart, and vowed never to call, send text messages, or contact Qu Jingshu in any way again.

As he said, he opened the social software one by one, and deleted her contact information one by one.

As if he was competing with someone, Mingbiao's movements became faster and heavier.He finally deleted all the friends on the last software, but in the end, he couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, as if something had been removed from the bottom of his heart, it was empty and lost.

Staring at the [Contact Deleted Successfully] sign on the screen of the phone, he was obviously a little lost, his shoulders slumped, his waist was not so straight anymore, and his whole body exuded a decadent attitude.His eyes seemed to be on the phone, but he didn't seem to, even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Mingbiao's spirit was shaken, but he saw that the caller was Fu Ziqi, and he was very happy.

He lazily picked up the phone, "Hello?"

But Fu Ziqi on the other side of the phone was in a hurry, and asked, "What's wrong with Xiaoshu?"

"What?" Mingbiao frowned subconsciously, but then remembered that she had broken up with him.The identity of her ex-boyfriend is too sensitive, and being too close might not make her new boyfriend happy...

"Huh?" He asked lazily.

Fu Ziqi only thought that he didn't know what happened, so she couldn't help worrying Qu Jingshu even more, "Why did she close the live broadcast room and say that she will never live broadcast again?"

"Ha!" Mingbiao was taken aback. After all, he still knew that although Qu Jingshu's live broadcast room was not a master, he was also well-known and had a lot of die-hard fans.

Why……

Mingbiao remembers that when they first met, Qu Jingshu once said that he liked working in the studio very much, and even this studio was of great significance to him.

After hanging up the phone, Mingbiao fell into deep thought——

It's such a major event as closing the live broadcast room, then, if I take a look, it can be regarded as a concern based on morality...?

With the idea of ​​self-deception, Mingbiao opened Qu Jingshu's live broadcast room.

Sure enough, it was turned off.The screen displayed: [The master of UP has already washed his hands and quit the arena. 】

Thousands of thoughts flooded Ming Biao's mind, about what Qu Jingshu said and laughed in the live broadcast room.He abducted Qu Jingshu to go to the piano shop in order to get along with her more.Even when the love was strong, he even joked that Qu Jingshu would be his UP master alone.Qu Jingshu promised solemnly at that time, his eyes sparkled.

But now, she has become the only UP owner of another person, playing the piano for another person.

Ming Biao felt lost, and sat quietly for a while, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, and then clicked on the following line of characters: [There is no UP master in the world, but there are still legends about the UP master...]

After all, there are many who will choose to buy the completed video because they missed the live broadcast.These people have spent money, and the website will naturally not delete the video after the anchor quits.These regulations were also written in the original treaty.

The screen jumps to Qu Jingshu's live video collection, and her last video naturally appears at the top.

Mingbiao looked at the time carefully, and it showed that the end time of the video was 5 minutes ago.

5 minutes……

Just 5 minutes, and there will be no place where I can indulge myself to find her in the future.

——A hard-spoken person, even if he says that he will never see him again, will silently calculate the time when he can meet again.

There is no place to even have a close blind date with her across the screen.

The mouse slides, the fingers don't listen to their commands and they are loyal to the mission to open the last video.At the beginning of the video, there is almost no difference from before.But as a lover who once had a close relationship with Qu Jingshu, Mingbiao still keenly noticed the depression and exhaustion hidden in her voice.

Even the smile was empty.

Mingbiao's heart was aching all the time, he loves and dotes on him so much, how could he toss himself like this in just a few days?

Is that the person who didn't accept Qu Jingshu?That—no, that has nothing to do with you, Mingbiao.

Ming Biao took a few deep breaths, but his ears were still filled with Qu Jingshu's deep and gentle voice, as if being bewitched, Ming Biao stretched out his hand, but he could only meet the cold display screen, and then he came back to his senses ——It’s not that Qu Jingshu is really face to face with himself.And even if it was really face to face, he could no longer do such intimacy between lovers and abrupt actions between strangers.

In order to block Qu Jingshu's face, Mingbiao opened the barrage.All of a sudden, a barrage of [asking for marriage] and [wife] flew out.Ming Biao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

How ridiculous, he also did such a childish behavior at the time, brushing words like [my family], [marry you], [forever] on the bullet screen, and even secretly fantasized about the picture with the lowest probability in his heart——Qu Jingshu If one day you click to view the sender of the barrage, will you suddenly blush?

In his dream, he also had a dog-abuse dream of live broadcasting a marriage proposal in the live broadcast room, so that those who dared to rob him of his wife would know that this girl is in charge!

Unfortunately, everything has disappeared.

Looking at these bullet screens, it seems that those people on the other side of the network have become the specific person in Weibo.It was so itchy that I wanted to smash the keyboard and hammer the screen.

As a last resort, he could only turn off the barrage.

"Actually, I came to the live broadcast in the first place so that one person could see it."

Qu Jingshu's voice is soothing and clear. When he speaks, it is like a maple leaf falling on the lake in autumn, and the ripples are slapping the shore of the lake word by word.

So, the person in your heart is never me.

That night, night had fallen.

Qu Jingshu was walking home with a bag of snacks. The snacks in his hand were the reason why he was sent out by his sister, who should have been the most broken-hearted.

Although the legs were walking home accurately due to muscle memory, Qu Jingshu's mind had drifted away for a long time.

In the convenience store just now, he finally plucked up the courage to open Weibo and took a look. There were insulting, distressing, defending, and mocking comments, but after searching through hundreds of comments, there was no such person.

After reading so many comments scolding him in vain, but did not see Mingbiao, Qu Jingshu was so angry that he wanted to uninstall, but then he thought, maybe one day he will come back to comment on a whim, or if he really puts it down?So the fate of Weibo was saved from cutting in half.

On the way home, too, my mind was full of that person.As soon as he turned his footsteps, he could already see the dim lights of the unit building.

But there was a tree stump standing on the road that he was so familiar with that he couldn't make mistakes.He didn't know how to regain his senses, and it was normal for him to be hurt badly.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Qu Jingshu apologized subconsciously.Then he raised his head to see who the person who was hit was.

The dim yellow light bulb can only illuminate half of his face turned away, but where is the need for half a face, as long as Qu Jingshu has an eyebrow, he can recognize Mingbiao!

All of a sudden, ecstasy, pain, sadness, surprise, embarrassment, shame, anger, fear, longing, thousands of thoughts came to my mind.And Qu Jingshu, whose brain was really unable to function, could only watch helplessly as the man raised his eyebrows, turned around slowly and bit by bit, and faced him head-on.

At this time, the too dim light could only coat him with a layer of gold, and the expression on Zheng's face could not be seen clearly.Even if it is a face that cannot be seen clearly, Qu Jingshu can be greedy and desperate for it.

But relatively speaking, as far as Mingbiao, who has seen the visitor clearly, this encounter can be said to be a sleepy pillow sent by the heavens.

Seeing him in casual clothes, he can walk to the door with a bag of snacks so easily and casually - he even bought it in the supermarket at the entrance of the community, he saw the sign just now!If it's not someone who lives here, then the relationship is really good, right?

Reason is telling Mingbiao that business cannot be done with righteousness—no, no, no, ex-girlfriends can also be good friends...not... In short, you can't do anything casually, especially you can't hit her current boyfriend downstairs at Qu Jingshu's house .

But Mingbiao still decided that he should obey the words of the "emotional little devil" at this time, and let him beat him up.

So, he did it.A beautiful right uppercut directly hit the stupid face who had been staring at him in a daze after only saying a word.

Stupid is not only dumb and stupid, he also fights the five scum, and is beaten to the ground with one punch.

Of course, one party is a fool who didn't pay attention to the murderous intent at all, and the other party is an ex-boyfriend who came with a thunderous momentum. It is understandable for him not to notice for a while.

Fortunately, after Mingbiao punched him, he seemed to vent his anger a little bit, and maybe it was because this "current boyfriend" was too stupid to deserve another punch. In short, he let him go.

But even so, Mingbiao was still condescending, mocking his "current boyfriend" who looked at him with difficulty: "Weak chicken."

The author has something to say:

Me, me, me...my...that..."Scumbag's Original Wish" is over...hehehehehe

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