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Chapter 3 Red Light
"Are you kidding... This joke is not funny at all. You must be hungry. I'm sorry, I'll go back right away..." Chen Ming was incoherent, saying words that he couldn't even understand.

"Chen Ming, don't do this!"

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed a little choked up.

There were so many thoughts in his mind, all kinds of thoughts were mixed into a mess.

"I want to know..." Chen Ming breathed out, his eyes were slightly red, "Why?"

Fang Yuan seemed to have sorted out her mood: "You failed again this time, didn't you? Three times, and I have been with you for three years. You are very good, and you are very good to me..."

"Then why did you leave me?"

It is only now that Chen Ming realizes that when they broke up, all words were very pale, and he could only keep asking why.

Knowing that there is an answer behind it that I don't want to hear, but I still want to know the truth.

It's like a cheap hand, knowing that the wound is healing, but can't resist peeling off the fresh scar.

A word "Thank you" was scratched out, but I had to scrape out the following "Thank you for your patronage" before I gave up.

"I always thought that one day you would become famous, but I can't wait for you for so long. I don't want to live a life that is obviously miserable but pretends to be happy. People who are obviously not as good as me in appearance and ability are in front of me Showing off new clothes, bags, watches, I don't want to... I don't want to look like this."

As Fang Yuan spoke, her mood that had just stabilized was brought into tears again.

Chen Ming subconsciously wanted to hug, but it was empty.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

It seemed like I was about to cry.

Before tears gushed out of his eyes and filled his vision, his right hand blocked the front like a blindfold, eliminating invisible a flood that was about to burst.

Fortunately, I didn't cry, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

He sniffed, and said in the calmest voice he thought: "That's right... I understand! I'm sorry!"

Is this my voice? Why is it so hoarse and ugly.

Shame, so shameful!
"I'm sorry for you, so be it."

"Baggage you..."

"I've packed it up, the key is on the table, and you can throw away the other things for me."

Chen Ming swallowed the last part of the sentence "Actually, you don't need to rush to clean up" and said, "I see. I wish you happiness. I am very happy in the days when I am with you."

He heard a word on the other end of the phone, but it was drowned out by a louder slam of the door, and then there was a busy tone.

I don't know if she heard it, and I didn't have time to say goodbye.

He stood in the middle of the road in a daze, and the flow of people passed by him.

Maybe someone will see the extreme loneliness and sadness in his eyes.

On this day, his love and his dreams died together.

"Are you OK?"

Chen Ming turned his head blankly, and found that it was the clerk who was coveting his strawberry pie in the former cake shop.

Kong Aoqing just saw this dull-witted customer answer a phone call after going out, and stood at the door like a stone sculpture.

Curiosity and kindness drove her out to see what was going on.

However, what a pair of sad eyes were reflected in her pupils, the eye sockets were flushed, but they held back no tears.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, but now this look makes one wonder if his heart still beats.

Chen Ming came back to his senses, looked at the people passing by, and then at the cake shop, thinking that he had stood at the door of someone's house for too long, preventing others from doing business.

There was an ugly arc at the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry, I'll be leaving right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, when he was about to leave, he stumbled.

Fortunately, Kong Aoqing who was beside him had sharp eyes and quick hands, and supported him.

"Thank you." Chen Ming seemed to suddenly remember something, and stuffed the strawberry in his hand into Kong Aoqing's arms: "I gave it to you."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Kong Aoqing looked at Chen Mingyuan's back.In her field of vision, there seemed to be a dark cloud above Chen Ming's head, piled up with ash that was so thick that it could not be melted.

……

"Brother, we are closed, do you think you want to sit somewhere else?"

The drunken Chen Ming stood up, glanced with sleepy eyes, and found that he was the only one left in the huge barbecue booth.

There were rows of empty wine bottles on the table in front of him.

The boss has been here for dozens of years, and he is not surprised by people like Chen Ming who get drunk like Chen Ming.

After all, for ordinary people, wine is water for forgetting worries.Since ancient times, frustrated people have been regular guests at the wine table.

He nodded, picked up a bottle of beer that was still left, swiped his watch, and settled the bill.

He staggered to his feet, looked at the thick night, and managed to make out the direction of his home.Because of the alcohol, he could only sway left and right, walking crookedly.

"It would be great if Gou was here at this time." Chen Ming thought: "At least someone will take me home."

Gou or his brother from college, although I don't know what his family does, but the conditions should be pretty good.After all, he was admitted to the army for the first time in his sophomore year, and it has been two or three years now.

They also only get together occasionally when they have vacations.

Just when he was lost in thought, a faint red light flashed across the night.

The red light dived at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Judging from the trajectory, it landed on the drunk Chen Ming!
In the middle of the night, the place where Chen Ming lived was not a prosperous place, so no one noticed.

Chen Ming, with his back to the red light, naturally didn't know, he was pouring the last sip of wine from the bottle into his mouth.It's just that his hands are shaking so much that he can't even hold the wine bottle steadily, and more than half of the wine spilled on the clothes on his chest.

"If it gets dirty, it will be scolded by Fang Yuan again..."

"No, I've already broken up, hehehe..."

Thinking of this, recalling the details of getting along with each other in his previous life, he felt sad again.When I wanted to pour wine into my mouth again, I found that there was no drop in the bottle.

He nodded heavily twice and knocked his teeth.

At this moment, the red light had traveled countless distances and landed on the back of Chen Ming's head.But the amazing thing is that the moment it touched the back of Chen Ming's head, the red light seemed to pass through a layer of bubble film.

Boo!
The red light penetrated into Chen Ming's mind.

Chen Mingruo felt something, and touched the back of his head. It felt like someone hit him, and his head began to ache.

"Who!"

He turned his head to see who it was.

However, on the empty streets, there were not even half a ghost.

Unable to find the culprit, he smashed the bottle in his hand onto the trash can behind him.

boom!
The sound of the bottle colliding with the tin trash can and the sound of the bottle breaking was like a loud noise in the middle of the night, waking up some of the dogs in the family.

In an instant, the stagnant air in the night was broken by dogs barking, cursing, and complaining.

Chen Ming lost his temper, and was shocked by the cold wind, shivering all over his body.His own home is not far away, looking at the windows with no light coming through, he has an illusion: there seems to be no difference between home and outside.

Stumbled to the door of the house, opened the lock with the fingerprint key, and said out of habit: "I'm back."

There was no response, and he fumbled for the switch on the wall and turned on the light.

The layout of the room was both familiar and unfamiliar to him. He looked at the shoe rack and saw only the ends of his shoes standing there, lonely and lonely.

Looking around, the whole room looked like a jigsaw puzzle with a few pieces missing. It looked the same as before, but Chen Ming understood that some people and things were gone.

Only those faint scents and memories left in my mind remind me that there was once a person living here.

Chen Ming couldn't hold on any longer, he threw himself on the sofa, buried his head deeply in the sofa.

Suddenly he smelled a familiar smell, and he pulled out a piece of clothing from under the sofa pillow.

That is a skirt.

Fang Yuan left it on the sofa when she packed it up.

Chen Ming smirked, and hugged the skirt tightly to his chest, and the familiar and reassuring smell lingered around him again.

He smiled like a child and fell into a deep sleep.

After he lost consciousness, a drop of crystal flashed across the corner of his eye.

Naturally, he couldn't hear the mechanical voice in his head: "The matching behavior of the host has been detected, and the system is activating..."

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