Jie Qingsi [Bar]

The major she studied meant that there were not many girls around Gu Lian, and she didn't care about the boys who pursued her, so she never experienced the feeling of being cared for by someone with the right orientation.

An Yuanqing was too gentle and sweet, which brought her a strange and secret feeling that she couldn't digest.

Gu Lian's reaction further verified Mo He's conjecture.

The irritability came out for no reason, it was not a spark, but a raging fire, which made her unable to bear it.

In fact, they had it at the beginning, that kind of sweetness that surpassed sex.

Gu Lian looked at her so affectionately that she couldn't help sinking, wandering in the dangerous boundary.

But this person was keenly aware of this, and cut off that hint ruthlessly, showed her the photos in the album, and then told her frankly, stay as you want.

Mo He chose to stay, and from then on he only maintained indistinct contact.

She didn't fall in love with Gu Lian at first sight, nor could it be regarded as love over time.

Gu Lianruo deliberately dressed up, and the appearance really fit her taste, but in fact it was all accommodating to her, and Gu Lian's real personality didn't match her.

She can live in peace with that little bit of uncontrollable emotion, and it can be regarded as a tonic for a boring life.

Because she knew that no matter how Gu Lian played and how he didn't care, she always ranked her first in her heart, and Gu Lian also understood this.

However, the appearance of An Yuanqing broke the balance between her and Gu Lian, gradually deviating from the track and heading towards an unknown dark void.

As soon as the window was closed, the airflow in the room became dull again, and it was so gloomy that it made people feel unhappy.

Although Gu Lian didn't dare to look directly at Mo He, she kept paying attention to her state from the corner of her eye. The tip of her tongue pressed against her lips, and she bent over to take out the unopened things from the drawer.

Mo He had always wanted to try, but Gu Lian was always unwilling and stuck to that line.

A few times I was deadlocked and unhappy, and it was hard to turn the chapter.

The rainwater on Mo He's body was not wiped off, and it slowly turned into sticky sweat after being slightly drunk.

There was an endless light rain, rustling the camphor leaves outside the window, and Mo He didn't leave until the rain stopped in the middle of the night.

The smell of smoke in the room hadn't dissipated. Before leaving, Mo He opened the window for her, tucked in the corner of the quilt, and turned off the porch light. He was very considerate and tender.

Gu Lian calmed down and opened his eyes. In the dark night, the bottom of his eyes was clear and surprisingly bright.

Her face was very hot just now, and she didn't know how to communicate with the other party, so she simply pretended to be sleepy.

He rubbed the skin on the tip of his elbow which was somewhat fragile, counted the time, and randomly pulled a thin blanket over his body.

Walking barefoot to the window sill, hiding behind the shadow of the curtains, he waited until Mo He's thin and free-spirited figure appeared under the dim streetlight, and then slowly disappeared into the alley, before he changed his clothes and went downstairs.

It was almost 01:30 in the morning, and there was still a lot of people in the audience. After a week of staying up, I just waited for this time to vent my breath.

Gu Lian patrolled the crowd, confirmed that there was no sign of An Yuanqing, settled down, walked up to Wen Ya and sat down, and asked directly, "Has she gone back?"

Wen Ya was addicted to alcohol, and worried that there would be too many people and things to do tonight, so she restrained herself, only adding a third of her hazy drunkenness, leaning on the edge of the bar to empty her glass, humming without raising her head.

Gu Lian was completely relaxed.

The last time I was willing to stay up late and wait, this time I went back early, most likely because I was discouraged.

She wanted to ask about An Yuanqing's future situation again, but remembering that Wen Ya and An Yuanqing were of the same mind now, it was very likely that her words would be embellished and passed on to An Yuanqing, turning into affectionate concern.

He restrained himself and nodded indifferently.

The two sat opposite each other sullenly for a while, Gu Lian thought of something, curled her thin fingertips, muttered for a while, and then asked, "Is there an extra fee for the things in the drawer?"

Wen Ya paused for a moment, the alcohol dispersed the sweat on the back of her neck, she looked at her intriguingly, her ears burned, and asked inquiringly, "Did you quarrel?"

Gu Lian shook his head: "No."

She answered these words frankly, not like a fake.

Wen Ya sobered up a lot from the wine, and her thoughts cleared up, only then did she realize that her question just now was too stupid.

Recently, she fantasized too much about Gu Lian and An Yuanqing together, and she forgot how much Gu Lian cared about Mo He, and accommodated in every possible way, so she couldn't quarrel at all, let alone try to reconcile.

She rubbed her temples with her fingertips, thought carefully for a while, and said, "No need, it's included in the room rate."

Gu Lian clarified all the things she wanted to ask, and when she was tired, she came to her senses and left without saying anything.

In the following week, Gu Lian kept procrastinating and didn't go, but she was used to going twice a week, so she purposely refrained from going, and wanted to go even more.

After lingering until Friday, I couldn't hold back, and first sent a message to Wen Ya, asking straight to the point if An Yuanqing had gone, got Wen Ya's negative answer, and set off for the old street.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the infield, he saw An Yuanqing waiting by the bar and resumed his original route.

She has a soft white dress, long straight hair, refreshing and clean, and the lines of her shoulder blades are elegant and beautiful.

Gu Lian looked at her without any trace, and realized that his eyes were involuntarily fixed on her, and there were some unknown things mixed in, and his heart shuddered.

It just so happened that An Yuanqing turned his head to look at her, and a smile appeared on Junxiu's face instantly.

Her smile is very elegant, not showing her teeth, but a slight smile, gentle and inclusive, full of misty and hazy charm.

Gu Lian didn't care much, turned around and walked out vigilantly, with fast steps, restraining the urge to run away.

As soon as he walked outside, he heard the rapid movement of high heels behind him. It was obvious that An Yuanqing had chased him out.

Gu Lian's mind was blank, and hot fog rose from his back. He couldn't tell whether it was a fever after intense exercise, or the result of shock and fear. In a panic, he threw off his legs and ran.

She had never been so embarrassed in her life, to be chased by someone.

But she didn't care too much, she just wanted to get on the car and escape as soon as possible.

Fortunately, she usually insisted on exercising, and today she was dressed in jeans and sneakers again. It didn't take long for her to leave people behind and come to the mountain bike.

Take out the key, unlock it, all in one go.

When pushing down the shoulder of the road, there was still no sign of An Yuanqing at the entrance of the alley.

Gu Lian calmed down, remembering that the man was wearing high heels, the bricks in the old street were full of cracks, and there were many blue bricks that would stand up when stepped on. I was afraid that she would fall, so she couldn't rest assured, so she rode back quickly.

Sure enough, An Yuanqing fell down shortly after going out.

When Gu Lian arrived, he was under the willow tree, and in the dim light of the street lamp, he checked the injury with the white light of his mobile phone.

Gu Lian wears glasses, and she can see clearly from a short distance away. Her two thin legs are not hurt, her white skirt is dirty, and her left arm is worn out and bloodshot.

Seeing Gu Lian approaching, An Yuanqing's dark eyes lit up first, then he pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly, his cheeks were so red that they were about to bleed, comparable to the wound on his arm.

Since this person's injury is not serious, Gu Lian's hanging heart is relieved.

She was supposed to leave without nostalgia, but somehow she began to wonder how this person ran. Normally, her knee should be injured, but why she only injured her elbow.

But she didn't want to open her mouth to talk to the other party, hesitated, and squeezed the handlebars of the bicycle tightly.

An Yuanqing noticed that she was going to leave, so he continued the conversation first, with a soft voice: "I ran until I couldn't breathe, and wanted to stand and rest, but I accidentally stepped on a broken brick. I didn't stand stable."

There was a small cut in her arm, but it was still painful after all, and the blood kept oozing out, but she first focused on explaining it to Gu Lian.

Gu Lian was a little touched, but her expression was as usual, she went straight back to the bar without saying a word, and came out again after a while, carrying a medicine kit and a few bottles of mineral water in her hand to wash the wound.

Instead of going to An Yuanqing, he put the box on the front of her car.With his back turned to the person, he said softly, "Just return it next time."

If the wound is not treated in time, it is easy to be infected. If An Yuanqing goes in to borrow and return things in person, other people will definitely discuss her when they see her embarrassed appearance.

The bar is not a big place, and there are more regular customers coming and going. Originally, the rumors about An Yuanqing's stalking of Gu Lian had already spread in a small area.

What's more, Gu Lian remembered that when he went in just now, Wen Ya's slightly apologetic eyes mixed with gloating, said that An Yuanqing had come here to check in on Monday night, and had been waiting for Gu Lian.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart, some are touched, some are surprised, but most of them are impatient.

Gu Lian has no scruples when dealing with others, and he doesn't like to accommodate, except for the similar faces like Mo He.

At this moment, his expression was a little gloomy, suppressing his impatience, and he didn't say a word.

However, An Yuanqing didn't have a deep contact with her, and he didn't know her temperament. In addition, in the dark night, everything was blurred. He only thought that Gu Lian's temperament was like this, and said that she did this because she cared about herself.

Taking two steps forward, he tentatively asked, "Will you help me treat the wound?"

Gu Lian didn't say a word, and put the crooked bottles of mineral water on the medicine box to prevent them from falling.

An Yuanqing touched his lips up and down, and said in a deep voice, "It's not convenient for me to handle it myself. Look——"

Gu Lian's emotions that had been accumulated all night or even a week erupted at this moment, and he did not want to continue the stalemate with her, suppressing his anger every word: "Are you really not understanding or are you pretending? I said that I am not interested in you."

The last bottle of water was not placed properly, and several other bottles rolled to the ground. Although they were not broken, there were several clangs and loud noises.

A lot of people came out to play on Friday night, and there was a gathering place of bars nearby. Several pairs of passers-by suddenly stopped and looked over here curiously.

Gu Lian didn't want to make the scene worse, so she led Wen Ya and the others out, took a deep breath, calmed down her frenzied heartbeat, and squatted down to pick up the mineral water bottle.

The cold voice reached An Yuanqing's ears through the chilly night fog.

"Don't make me hate you."

An Yuanqing was holding his injured left arm with his right hand, and stood quietly on the spot, thin and delicate, with a white skirt fluttering in the night wind, looking pitiful.

She didn't speak anymore, lowered her eyes slightly, and her deep eyes fell on Gu Lian, her eyelashes were lowered, and she didn't show any emotion until Gu Lian turned over and stepped on the mountain bike to leave, then said softly: "I know gone."

Night Breeze cut her words to pieces, and Gu Lian suspected that he was hallucinating, so he ignored it and left without giving her a single look.

On Saturday night, Gu Lian didn't go to the bar. Knowing that An Yuanqing didn't give up so easily, she didn't go in the second week until the third Saturday night.

She didn't plan to go at first, but she received a call from Wen Ya, without saying anything else, she mentioned that there was a new batch of electrical appliances and asked her to help assemble them.