Goddess routine

Hearing this voice, Mo Xiaobei turned his head in surprise and surprise, and saw Tang Wenxian's paralyzed face.

She still wears glasses as before, but a few years have passed, her hairstyle has changed from a single ponytail to straight hair with a shawl, and her temperament has changed from aggressive facial paralysis to mild facial paralysis.

"Tang Wenxian!"

Seeing her, Mo Xiaobei was excited. Ever since she entered high school and four years in college, she seemed to have disappeared from the world. It’s fine if she never spoke in class. The text messages all fell silent, and in the end the female voice on the opposite side even said that it was an empty number. It seemed that all her contact information had been changed after the college entrance examination, and she had also lost contact with them.

"Oh, what are you doing so loudly? There are quite a lot of people here." Tang Wenxian couldn't resist her enthusiasm, covered his ears, feeling a little helpless, "Do you still want to help?"

"Yes." Mo Xiaobei agreed, glanced at Su Ziqing in her arms, and hesitated again. She was so drunk that she was inexplicably heavier than when she was sober. If she wanted to go out of this shop, she could only be hugged, but She is not strong enough to hold her, but she doesn't want others to hold her.

For a while, she was stuck there, not knowing what to do.

"You find a way to take her out by yourself, I'll drive, and you wait for me outside."

Tang Wenxian was still as smart as before, he could tell what she was thinking just by glancing at her, he said slowly, and pushed the door out, "Hurry up, I want to hurry back to sleep, you can't hold her , You have to drag her back, otherwise, I will leave you here and let you fend for yourself."

"Understood." Mo Xiaobei replied softly, and after she went out, she used all her strength to carry the girl in her arms out of the store.

Just as they walked out with difficulty, a silver car stopped in front of them in the night, and slowly opened the window from the driver's seat, revealing Tang Wenxian's paralyzed face, "Get in the car."

"Oh, good." Mo Xiaobei opened the rear door as promised, carried the person in his arms up, and after fastening the seat belt for her, he also sat down slowly.

"I opened it, where do you live?"

"Dongshan Road." After reporting the address of Su Ziqing's rented house, Mo Xiaobei devoted himself to taking care of the girl beside him, wiping off the sweat from her face with a handkerchief.

She was very drunk, and her beautiful features were all tangled together.She had never seen such a gaffe of hers before, probably too many bad things happened between her and her mother that she didn't know about.

"It's rare that you are still together after four years." After seeing her movements in the rearview mirror, Tang Wenxian said slowly, "After the college entrance examination, everyone has been separated, and I will pretend that you have not contacted."

"Why don't you contact us?" Hearing what she said, Mo Xiaobei took advantage of the opportunity to complain about her, "After graduating from high school, it's like disappearing from the world. I called the old number several times, but it was said to be empty. Did you go out to seek gold? Ah, so mysterious."

As she said that, she looked around in the car, "Does this car belong to your parents, or your brother?"

"Neither of them." After letting her complain for a while, Tang Wenxian said softly when she stopped at a red light, "I bought that myself."

After a pause, she seemed to be afraid that she would not believe it, and added, "It didn't cost my parents a penny, I bought it with my own money."

"Hiss—" Because the place where she works now deals with a lot of famous cars, Mo Xiaobei can still estimate the price of the car she drives.

He stared at her with wide eyes and said, "You went out to rob a bank? It's only been a few years, where did you get so much money to buy a car?"

"Can you have something new?" Tang Wenxian looked back at her disdainfully, "If I go to rob, you should see me playing cards with the sisters of the prison guards in the prison by now, instead of dragging you two alcoholics back to the den. "

"Then you are—"

"When I was a sophomore, I made a lot of money by speculating in stocks."

When the green light came on, Tang Wenxian also blocked the questions she wanted to utter with words. "I have used all my capital, including the New Year's money I have saved over the years, the money I earned from part-time jobs, my scholarship and other legitimate income, all invested in the shares of a company. I made a lot of money that time, so I used it as capital to continue to invest, and then after graduation, I had money without knowing it. Anyway, money is something that you don’t bring with you when you die. You spend as much as you want to enjoy the moment. That's right, I went to pick up a car."

"Are... are you crazy?"

She just said that Mo Xiaobei could feel the madness of her doing it at that time, "You are not afraid of investment failure, you..."

Mo Xiaobei was rambunctiously trying to teach her about the risk awareness of not putting all eggs in one basket, but she stopped her, "At that time, all my thoughts were lost. I'm going to die if I lose or fail." I don’t care anymore, and I don’t even care about gains and losses.”

Sophomore, sophomore?

When she mentioned this, Mo Xiaobei remembered that she had heard from Su Ziqing that Ji Lingyu seemed to have found a boyfriend in his sophomore year.

Mo Xiaobei hesitated for a moment, but still said it out, "You said you were all hopeless, you wouldn't... because... because... because..."

"There is also a part." Tang Wenxian was much calmer than her hesitant and cowering look. Guessing what she wanted to say, while waiting for a red light at another intersection, he casually took a cigarette from the car window and put it in the Rub hands. "Actually, it's not all... During that time... I experienced a lot of things... During that time, I was abnormal. People around me said I was crazy, um..."

The rest of the words were lost in her mouth, and it happened that the traffic police in front of the window signaled that the vehicles on the left and right could drive, so she stopped talking, put the cigarette back in her hand, and concentrated on driving.

If she doesn't go on, it means she doesn't want to talk to her.

Mo Xiaobei wisely stopped asking her these questions and just stared at the cigarette she put back, "I didn't expect you to be able to smoke now."

It's like she didn't know that Su Ziqing could drink.

"People will always change." She replied to her with no seriousness, and she smiled lightly at her in the rearview mirror, "But looking at you, it seems that nothing has changed."

"Smoking less," Mo Xiaobei was noncommittal to her words.

Did she not change? She felt that she had changed a lot.

"I bought it just to refresh myself. I can't drink coffee and tea. The more I drink, the sleepier I get. This tobacco has some effect. Smoke it slowly and get used to it."

Against the background of her long hair in a shawl, her thin side face seemed to protrude even her cheekbones, but it was so long since she hadn't seen her that she was almost skinny.

"What have you been up to?" Mo Xiaobei was still very curious about her sudden thinness, "You still had flesh on your face when you were in high school."

Tang Wenxian shook his head and said nothing, it happened that he also arrived at the place where they lived at this time.

The car body suddenly leaned forward, she put down the steering wheel, turned her head and said, "Here it is. I don't care about the rest. You can take her back or throw her outside to fend for herself. You are gone, I have something else to do, let's go first."

After saying that, she opened the car door, and when Mo Xiaobei struggled to take the girl out of her arms, she really rolled up the car window and walked away.

Liu Mo Xiaobei hugged the person and inhaled the exhaust gas all over his face.

"Cough cough...Tang Wenxian, can you just be yourself!" Mo Xiaobei hated smelling the smell of oily smoke from cars the most, she burst into tears from being choked up, but she had already left, and she couldn't even scold her, so she could only hold back her breath The angry old blood dragged the completely drunk girl to the elevator and brought her back.

Although she was very drunk, the girl in her arms was still obedient, and she had been holding her obediently all the time, not at all the embarrassment that others said when she was drunk.

On the contrary, her brows were smooth and her breath was long and steady. Nesting in her arms, bursts of elegant fragrance of jasmine came out from her white skin like suet jade along with the mild smell of wine.

The warm lights in the room shone on her, giving her a fragrance that only belonged to girls.

Looking at her flushed face that smelled of alcohol, Mo Xiaobei's heart slowly softened, lying on the bed, stroking her warm and soft skin inch by inch with his fingers. "How sad it is to make you drink like this."

People who are dead drunk can't talk to her, and she doesn't need to answer. After lightly imprinting a kiss on her forehead, staring at her beautiful face for a moment, she went to the bathroom to wash her with a wet towel After a while, he changed her nightgown, took advantage of her falling asleep and didn't know her movements, poked her face several times with his finger with a smirk, and then hugged her limp body and fell asleep.

On the second day, when Su Ziqing opened his eyes with a headache that was torn apart, it was already past ten o'clock.

Through the curtains of the frosted windows, she could feel the scorching heat of the hot sun on her face.

With a burning pain in her stomach, she rubbed her forehead with her fingers uncomfortably. She looked around and found that she had returned to the rented place, but Mo Xiaobei was nowhere to be seen.

Just wondering where she had gone, the door opened with a "click", and Mo Xiaobei's face in a cartoon apron appeared behind the door.

"Are you awake?" Seeing her waking up, she was surprised, then smiled, "I won't have to call you again, get up and eat."

Su Ziqing nodded, clutching her burning stomach with difficulty, got up to wash up, and walked to the dining table, only to find that Mo Xiaobei had already filled the porridge in her bowl.

"You just drank wine yesterday, and you can't eat oil, so I made these for you."

"En." Replied gently, Su Ziqing sat down slowly, facing the gentle gaze of the person next to him, when he took the spoon to taste the first sip of porridge, he felt his eyes were a little hot.

Fortunately, no matter how life abandons her, she is still by her side.