[Meng Hetang] Enchanted

Kong Qingbari, who was galloping on the road, still had the same demeanor, and the Maybach shuttled like the wind, stepping on the accelerator hard to the last sudden brake, she was very confused.

Qing Barley breathed a sigh of relief, got out of the car, looked at the suburbs of Shanghai, and knew that it was windy today, so she deliberately tied up her hair, but she still got a few strands blown off...

"You're really on time."

A familiar voice sounded behind Kong Qingke, she looked back and smiled softly: "Yao Yao."

"Do you remember this place?"

"Of course I remember, when I was young, I, you, and him always played here."

"The scenery here is good, the air is good, and there are not many people. It can be regarded as a secret base for the three of us, right?"

"Sometimes, I really want to go back to the past. Yaoyao, can we still be friends again?"

"My boyfriend, I've loved you for so long, do you think, now that things have developed, can we continue to be friends?"

"But, the right to choose has never been mine!"

"Yeah! From the beginning to the end, you didn't know anything about it, but Liu Jiaming liked you for so long and lied to you and me for so long, why didn't he tell me? If he didn't tell, how would I know? I'm so stupid ...Actually, I don't have to be with him, he doesn't have me in his heart, as long as he says, I will leave him."

"Yao Yao..." Qing Barley didn't know how to comfort her, because she was also deeply involved in it, Sun Yao said she was stupid, but why not Kong Qing Barley?If she could have discovered Liu Jiaming's affection for her before she met Meng Hetang, maybe everyone would have a better life now.

Sun Yao wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, showed a smile that belonged to her, and said softly, "Xiao Barley, in fact... today I came to say goodbye to you."

"what?"

"Our family intends to immigrate to Malaysia. Maybe, we will never come back for the rest of our lives."

"What?" Kong Qingke was shocked when she heard the news, but she didn't know what to do.

Sun Yao took a long breath and said: "I thought about it, and I think leaving is the best choice for me at present, and it's not all because of this matter, my parents have already planned this, but they never It's just timing."

"when are we leaving?"

"Wait until the formalities are completed. This meeting may be a farewell."

"Yaoyao, do you have to go? I don't want to lose you as a friend!"

"Xiao Barley, who is Liu Jiaming? He's just fooling around all day long. He's not in good shape. But when he was serious and told me about his admiration for you, I knew from that moment that he didn't love me anymore, or maybe he I have never loved at all...Xiao Barley, no matter what, the current situation makes me very embarrassed, do you understand?"

Qing Barley nodded against the wind, then quickly lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, and said with a smile, "The wind is so strong today that it blinds my eyes. Look..."

Sun Yao stepped forward and hugged Kong Qingbari, and the two girls lay on each other's shoulders and cried for a while. Things developed too fast, and the news came too suddenly. After so many years, in the face of complicated love, but It's also vulnerable, forget it, forget it...

Qing Barley picked up the phone, and finally dialed the number she had been wanting to dial these days, but this time, she won't be booing and asking for warmth...

"Meng Xianghui, didn't you ask me to think about it? I've thought about it. Maybe what your mother and my father said is right. During this time, I'm really tired, so tired, we are not suitable."

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

"Actually...you're tired, and I'm tired too..."

"Then let's do it like this. This relationship started in a muddle-headed way, and now let it end in a muddle-headed way!"

"it is good."

Meng Hetang agreed straightforwardly, but Kong Qingke was not as relaxed as she imagined, and felt even more panicked. She smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Meng, I have loved you with all my heart and soul for more than nine months... ..."

"Me too……"

"I hope you meet your beloved again..."

"You too……"

Qing Barley hung up the phone, and over there, Meng Hetang called out, "Hey, Xiao Barley!"

beep...beep...beep...

Meng Hetang looked at the phone with red eyes, smiled with tears, and blamed fondly: "This girl is always so frizzy, she hasn't finished talking yet!"

A few days later, in a high-end western restaurant in Shanghai, Liu Jiaming and Kong Qingkei sat opposite each other.

Neither of them spoke. In order to break the awkward atmosphere, Liu Jiaming asked, "Yaoyao, is she leaving?"

Qing Barley paused for a moment, then said, "Let's go."

"Oh."

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point again.

Liu Jiaming brought up a topic again: "I thought you would never want to see me again. I asked you out several times before, but you never paid me any attention."

Qing Barley cut a small piece of beef steak into his mouth, and said with a smile, "Then you also have been sending WeChat messages for a week?"

"You and Meng Hetang..."

"broke up."

"because I?"

"Not at all."

"He mentioned it?"

"I mentioned it, but he meant it too."

"Aren't you sad?"

"It's sad, but what can I do if I'm sad? I cried again and again, even if I cried my eyes out, I had expected this ending a long time ago."

"Then...then you...do you want to consider..."

"Jiaming!" Kong Qingke immediately interrupted Liu Jiaming and said, "I know what you're going to say, I can tell you clearly, it's very difficult for me to walk into another man again."

Liu Jiaming smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, I can wait! Anyway, I have liked you since I was a child..."

"Jia Ming, I've always regarded you as a buddy, I won't like you!" Kong Qingke said firmly.

"Don't rush to draw conclusions, the days to come will be long!"

Qing Barley sighed, and the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily, no one knew what she was thinking...

Then suddenly one day, Kong Qingbari disappeared, she seemed to have evaporated from the world, her phone was turned off, and there was no trace of her, leaving only a group WeChat message: If you have anything to do, please leave a message!

Meng Hetang called Qing Barley over and over again in the backstage of the small theater, but the computer told him over and over again: "The phone you dialed has been turned off."

While tidying up his coat, Zhou Jiuliang tried to persuade him, "Brother Meng, don't try it. The man and his wife have already said it. This month, don't talk about you. Even her parents can't find her. You No matter how much you call, it will be turned off!"

"Since she hung up on me that day, I haven't been in touch with her. It's really worrying! Eh? Tell me, should I call Liu Jiaming and ask?"

"Oh, your relationship is too complicated, I won't get involved!"

In the end, Meng Hetang still hesitated to call that person...

Liu Jiaming was drinking alone at the bar, when he saw the caller number, he found a corner and picked it up in a quieter place: "Hello?"

"Hello. I'm Meng Hetang."

Liu Jiaming lit a cigarette and said, "I know."

"It's been a month, and Xiao Barley's cell phone has been turned off. Do you have any news about her?"

"You are her man, don't you know what she is like? If she wants to hide from anyone, she can't be found anywhere in the world."

The sentence "You are her man" stunned Meng Hetang.

In fact, Liu Jiaming was not disgusted with Meng Hetang. He even sincerely hoped that Meng Hetang could bring happiness to Xiao Barley. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to call Meng Hetang first on that snowy night.

However, Meng Hetang was concerned, so he voluntarily withdrew, and Liu Jiaming also seized this opportunity very smartly. He has been intentionally or unintentionally expressing his heart to Qing Barley, but the girl didn't give him this opportunity.

Liu Jiaming said while puffing, "I don't know where she went. After all, no one has won her since she was a child. If you have anything, you can send her WeChat. Knowing her well, she shouldn't block you."

"Understood, thank you." Meng Hetang hung up the phone politely.

Zhou Jiuliang asked: "How is it? Any news?"

Meng Hetang shook his head: "He doesn't know either."

"He has no news, but my wife has news!" Shaobing, dressed in casual plain clothes, came backstage holding Zhang Yuxuan's hand.

Zhang Yuxuan didn't wear makeup, but her complexion looked ruddy. She thought it was because of her pregnancy. She handed the phone to Meng Hetang and said, "Xiao Barley sent me a voice message. She said she didn't want to contact you directly, so she asked me to listen to it." Bar!"

Meng Hetang took it immediately, and clicked on the two-and-a-half minute voice...

"Meng Xianghui, I have come to the land of ice and snow, your hometown...

Here, I feel the coldness of the snow country, and also the enthusiasm of the people in the Northeast, which belongs to the dreamland of the North...

Soaking in the hot spring covered by snowflakes, listening to the sound of snow falling, that is the tranquility that I have never, never put in my heart...

In the warm homestay, I sat on the kang you mentioned for the first time, ate authentic sauerkraut, and heard Errenzhuan. The simple and enthusiastic folk customs deeply moved me, and I realized that I was crazy. For such a long time, there are very few places I have really walked...

Sir, you don't have to come to me, and you don't have to worry about me. After this heavy snow, I should go. The snow will leave my footprints. I will remember everything here, including the wild bird in the forest. Sika deer...

Peng Cheng Wanli, the future is bright, not just talk, you can do it, I believe in you. "

When the voice of thinking day and night appeared in Meng Hetang's ear again, Meng Hetang's legs were so excited that his legs were weak, but the girl's words were so unfamiliar...

Shaobing sighed beside him: "Oh, Heilongjiang is so big, where can I find it!"

Meng Hetang shook his head with a smile and said: "I won't look for it, I can't find it, and I have no reason to look for it, as long as I have news of her, that's good."

All kinds of things in the past, like water without a trace.

Tomorrow and night, you are already strangers.