Mr. Gong

Mr. Gong watched the two people in front of him follow the waiter into the box, he stopped, and suddenly he didn't dare to go forward.

He was afraid of seeing that person's indifferent expression on his face, and he was also afraid of hearing that person say hurtful words in a cold tone, and he was also afraid that the person would not even turn around, leaving only a ruthless back to him...

But when he thought of those two people doing something that made him jealous in the box, he couldn't restrain his uneasiness.

Holding the electric guitar tightly with trembling fingers, Mr. Gong was so emotional that he wanted to cry but desperately held back his tears.

'To enter or not to enter? Mr. Gong stared at the door handle outside the box, hesitating whether to unscrew it and walk in.

"Sir, please excuse me."

At this time, a waiter stopped pushing a dining car full of sumptuous delicacies, and looked at the long-haired, alluring man at the door.

"Sorry..." Mr. Gong turned sideways, retreated to the side, and suddenly saw a heart-shaped golden card on the dining car. The content of the card was very simple - 'LOVE', and the frame of the letters was dotted with sporadic pink patterns.

As soon as he saw the words on the card, Mr. Gong couldn't accept it for an instant, and he went up to grab the dining car and asked, "Wait, this is..." pointing to the heart-shaped card.

"This is a limited couple's set menu launched by our restaurant..."

Mr. Gong was hit hard, as if someone had hit his head with a stick... It turned out that he was the one who pretended to be passionate, and the two people in the box were already lovers.

He walked out of the restaurant in silence, and turned his head to look at the name of the restaurant for the last time - 'Surannée', 'The past is like smoke'.

Yeah... the past is like smoke, let the past go.Don't be the villain who is annoying and breaks up other people's lovers.

When Mr. Gong returned to the hotel, he still couldn't calm down. He really liked it, liked it very much...every move of that man seemed to affect all his emotions and fluctuate with it.

He knew that his current state was very bad, and it would even affect the next few performances. Mr. Gong touched the tears on his face and sobbed softly on the bed.

Mr. Gong opened the luggage, took out a dark blue striped tie, put his head close, and gently sniffed the scent on it.

Disappointed to smell the fading smell on the tie, just like that person... slowly disappeared from him, and over time, the traces of the person's existence were worn away bit by bit.

Mr. Gong wept silently in sadness, and tightly held the tie in his arms, as if he was hugging that person himself, as if he would feel much better like this.

Helplessly embracing himself with both hands, Mr. Gong is like a poor abandoned stray puppy....

I don't know how long I have been crying. Mr. Gong looked at the bathroom, the makeup in front of the mirror was smeared by tears, and the bags under the eyes were red and swollen into walnuts... Is this person really me?

Qiang braced himself up, and Mr. Gong took off his clothes irritably, and opened the curtain to take a bath.

'Beep', 'beep', 'beep'... Mr. Gong's light brain on his clothes was vibrating non-stop, as if the mood of the person on the other end was also very nervous .

Mr. Officer walked out of the restaurant and waved goodbye to Mr. Bai Lianhua and Miss Guishu.

Uneasy, he turned on the optical brain, and made a call to Mr. Gong. He didn't know if the other party had found another new love during the time he disappeared... After all, the other party felt like he was in He is very proactive, open, and not as skilled as someone who is doing this for the first time.

Looking at the light brain that has not been answered for a long time, Mr. officer secretly thought that it is not good. If there is no time to answer at this point... then he is busy with other people's things that adults should be busy with.

Mr. Officer under the lemon tree stared at the light brain in his hand sourly, as if staring like this, the stranger who overturned on the bed with Mr. Gong would disappear...

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