caught off guard love

Jiang Mingwu slammed the door out angrily.

At the front desk of the hotel, Xiao Ting opened her eyes wide in distress, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The air outside was cold and dark before dawn.

There is a slight whiteness in the east, the night haze is about to dissipate, and the sun is about to break out of its cocoon.

Even the sun can break through the smog, but Jiang Mingwu can't. What she sees is a dark chaos.

I don't know if it's because her blood sugar is low, or because she's too angry, but Jiang Mingwu's head hurts and she just feels dizzy. Everything in the world seems to be mocking her.

Since ancient times, passion has always paid water!

Is it the courtship that she has been thinking about and racking her brains about?Seeking love is just a means, she is asking for reunion, repair, and... to be able to be together again.Jiang Mingwu, who has always played in the world, has never been so serious and persistent as at this moment.

But she just didn't believe it.

Why were all her sincerity misunderstood?How did the gaffe develop completely out of control?All the good things she wanted to do to Ye Keke turned into a pick-up game with Ye Keke?

Take your sister, take your sister's.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Mingwu quietly watched the east gradually turn white, watched the night gradually recede, and watched everything on the earth begin to recover...

Her feelings have not recovered, and she is going through a severe cold period in her life.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The host of the late-night radio station on the car's radio responded by playing a song "Three O'Clock in the Morning". The lyrics sang: After you moved out, I often stayed under the apartment where you lived, waiting for you to go downstairs. It's three o'clock in the morning bell……

Jiang Mingwu paused when she reached out to turn off the radio, and she sneered.It's really fitting.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and she was also in the parking lot of the hotel, curled up in the car waiting for dawn, and waiting for a person without conscience.

The singing continued, the slightly hoarse male voice murmured in a low voice: You forgot to put away the bed sheets to dry, and the unironed shirts are a little wrinkled, how will I face it from tomorrow... Beautiful pictures are broadcast repeatedly, but my heart is broken After that, how to put it together?

Jiang Mingwu felt that everything in the middle of the night was really subtle after listening to it.Is this radio a map dropped on Earth by aliens?Its purpose of existence is to steal human privacy and secrets?

Sophon-like existence?Otherwise, no matter how you listen to the lyrics, it is clearly Jiang Mingwu's heartfelt voice?

The host cut off the song and started rambling on about something.

This is a late-night show, and the host will selectively read the voices and messages of some listeners during the interval between songs.

In the city late at night, there are lonely people everywhere.So all kinds of bizarre pastimes and loneliness can exist.Late-night bars can sell, midnight discos can hustle, internet forums and games can win, and old-school radio can steal a spot in the cracks.

There are many choices if you have conditions, and those who have no conditions can only be with the lonely radio station.

The so-called conditions, whether there is money is one thing, and whether there is leisure is another matter.

Jiang Mingwu once did market research because of the needs of the plan. Even with the Internet, TV, and smart phones, the reason why radio stations, a product of the last century, have not been eliminated is that there are too many taxi drivers in the city.

Maybe there are too many people returning home on a snowy night in the city, and too many lonely souls at midnight.

That's why there are love songs on the radio, echoing in the middle of the night, expressing my heart.

The host's tired voice suddenly became interested: "Just now I received a backstage message from a listener, 'Dear', she said--that song just now was about a scumbag, right? Honey, this is a classic old song , where is the scum?"

"Our hotline has been opened. Tonight our theme is this song "Three O'Clock in the Morning". If you have something to say, if you happen to be unable to sleep, why not talk to the host and all the listeners on the other end of the airwaves on the platform. Friends, share your life, our contact information is..."

Jiang Mingwu was bored, and the hand that wanted to cut off the radio paused for a moment, but his brain couldn't keep up with the speed of the hand, the channel had already been cut off, and replaced with the melodious melody of the car CD.

This car

The car belonged to Qin Luofei, and the interior decoration and the on-board CD were all the aesthetics of the owner.So, what the car played on the CD turned out to be a classical symphony?Jiang Mingwu lost all sleepiness in the middle of the night, and she switched channels again—it might as well be listening to that boring late-night radio station that has some but nothing.

Switch back again and it's a lengthy ad.

Late-night advertisements are either male or gynecological, and there are also unspeakable "enjoyment" advertisements.

Jiang Mingwu was patient, she finally got the host's voice.

The host said: "I didn't expect so many friends to stay up late at night, let's listen to a few friends' messages first—"

"Darling said: You don't cherish when you are together, and you leave bitterly after you leave. What is it if you are not a scumbag? If you love someone, especially a traditional woman who will wash and iron your clothes for you, if you treat her well, she will definitely love her." I know. And when she made up her mind to leave, she was really heartbroken. Then, your best choice at this time is to get out of here. Don't sing about long love, it's all fake. "

"Honey, we can't be so extreme, right? The idiot in the song, maybe there is some misunderstanding? Maybe it's just a quarrel? Maybe it's the prodigal son who won't change his money? Okay, let's listen to other listeners What do you say-"

"Pianyu Shiguang said: Single dogs feel that someone loves, can love, and if you want to love, just go for it. I feel the greatest sadness now is that I have lost the ability to love. I feel so tired to love someone, and I feel that I have to love. Have courage. Call this song by the way, revealing your age, reminding me of the days when I played game singles on loop more than ten years ago..."

"It seems that this 'Kataba Time' is also from our 90s?"

"The letter t said: Is tonight a nostalgia special? Is this song from more than ten years ago? Everyone stays up late at night, why?"

The host laughed and said, "letter t, why don't you say it first, why are you staying up so late?"

The host posted a few more messages, cut songs, put commercials, and occasionally played a few cheerful songs, but the slight melancholy and indignation tonight have not been diluted, and everyone's topic still revolves around the song "Three o'clock in the morning" on the clock.

Accompanied by voices, the time at midnight is not so difficult. Jiang Mingwu squinted his eyes, listening to the distant voices in his ears, and looked at the gradually brightening sky in the distance.

A few rounds later, the letter t sent another message, this time a voicemail.

The host said: "Let's listen to the letter t's message, I think it is very interesting."

The letter t turned out to be a male voice, the voice was a little hoarse and a bit vicissitudes: "I am a brother on the night shift. Of course it is work for me to stay up so late. Comrades who can sleep, sleep when you can, why stay up late? Wait for you guys In middle age, there are nights that you don't want to stay up but you have to stay up."

The letter T laughed at himself a few times, the radio waves were hoarse, and the voice coming over was intermittent.

"I listened to the song, but I couldn't understand it. Daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, life is hard. I'm not speaking for men, I'm expressing my feelings. Not careful enough, not considerate enough, no time, no money, all exist objectively. I also I don't think there is any principled problem. After all, everyone has to live, and the essence of life is hardship."

The host became interested: "Letter T, you are such a philosopher."

The letter T continued: "I have been married for more than [-] years. I am afraid that the age of marriage is older than most of the audience. After hearing the complaints from all the little brothers and sisters, I want to spread some positive energy—"

"My wife and I are in a so-called 'naked marriage'. We started from scratch and lived a peaceful life, but we have a good relationship. It cannot be said that we have never been red-faced, but we still have love. I dare not say what experience I have, but it is sincere and sincere. , Comparing your heart to your heart."

"Okay, now I have received a big order and I have to rush to the airport. Listeners and friends on the other end of the radio wave, brothers and sisters who met by chance, there is no need to be cynical, pessimistic and disappointed. The night has come, will the light be far away? Love There are still some, marriage can still make people feel happy, come on!"

The letter t said a lot of poisonous chicken soup in an old-fashioned tone, said a lot, but didn't seem to say anything.

Only the right in his tone

Satisfied with his marriage and a touch of pride, it shows the pride and happiness of this man who has to stay up late to work as a night shift driver in order to make a living.

——What a busy, happy person.

Jiang Mingwu was suddenly very envious, envious that he had a wife who raised his eyebrows, and a lover who stayed with him peacefully.

This is the appearance of the happiest layman in the world.

Jiang Mingwu suddenly felt that she was willing to use all her money, status, and even all the group shares in exchange for a peaceful worldly happiness and a lover who was willing to wash her hands and make soup for her.

Once, she was not without.

In the past, some people worked tirelessly to buy vegetables in three vegetable markets and supermarkets, just to cook her a big pot of stewed beef brisket with potatoes—however, at that time, she just said it was normal.She didn't eat it, she dumped it.

Jiang Mingwu was suddenly sad.

If you want to stay with each other peacefully, you also need the other party to be worthy.

Some people return home in a snowy night, while others wait for her to return home in a snowy night.So what about the wind and the rain?The wind is not important, the snow is not important, even the night is not important, the important thing is - return.

Accompanied by the midnight radio station, time passed wantonly and indulgently. Unknowingly, a round of red sun leaped beyond the horizon.

It seems that the show time is up, and the host finished his statement: "One night is over, and we have ushered in another tomorrow. I am very happy tonight, no, I am very happy every night. Although I am also a late-night worker, but I accompany the sleepless people in the city to welcome the sunrise every day; although I can’t accompany my lover and daughter to have dinner, I can accompany them to have breakfast... Thank you for your company tonight. Today’s three o’clock in the morning is over, and now it’s five o’clock in the morning , let's meet again..."

The phone vibrated, and Jiang Mingwu was stunned for a while before realizing that it was his phone that was vibrating—it was Qin Luofei.

"I said, niece, did you borrow my car?" Qin Luofei seemed a little unhappy, "It's not impossible to borrow a car, but should you tell me? Ah? I'm your elder? I Is it the owner of the car? Am I your aunt? If you want to borrow a car, you have to come and talk to me, right? Even if I’m not here, you have to call me, right? "

Qin Luofei was quite resentful, she invited her old classmate to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise, and finally got up at five o'clock to see that the car was gone.

Not just one car, but the one she drives best—

Qin Luofei hung up the phone and reprimanded Jiang Mingwu politely. Her eldest niece was spoiled, and everyone let her go. She never suffered.

You see, if you are so disrespectful, so arrogant and willful, and act recklessly, you will suffer sooner or later.

Jiang Mingwu, who had already suffered a lot, smiled wryly: "I'm sorry." She said, "I should have told you."

"En?" Qin Luofei, who was apologized for the first time in her life, was a little surprised. Has this eldest niece changed her sex?

Hey, it seems that falling in love really changes a person!