Although she didn't understand why Zhao Qiming reacted this way, Hua Cui still had to bite the bullet and continued to say her lines: "People change, Brother Xiao Ming, don't love him too much."
"You are a good person, but you are still not worthy of me. I deserve better."
"The current situation is not my fault. It's because you are not good enough. It's because you don't know your own abilities. It's you who personally made us what we are now."
Every sentence is like a knife, carved into the bone marrow.
All Zhao Qiming's words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak. He didn't understand what pua was. He only knew that every word Huacui said made him embarrassed and blamed himself. Seeing that she was leaving, he subconsciously wanted to follow her, but the next step Seconds later, he was yelled at and pinned to the spot.
"Don't come here!"
Hua Cui was like seeing the caterpillar she hated most, with disgust in her beautiful and smart eyes, "Do you really love me? If you really like me, you should give me freedom and never appear in my eyes." In sight, forever!”
Zhao Qiming recalled the first real meeting between the two. She was resting in the shade of a tree, but out of luck, a fat green worm fell on her head.
That was the first and only time she ran towards him.
But now, the person who helped her take away the bugs has changed into a bed bug in her eyes.
"In my opinion, your current entanglement cannot be called love at all, it is just your selfish and ugly possessiveness! You make me feel sick! Do you understand?"
After saying that, Hua Cui silently tapped the electronic wooden fish in her heart.
Boom.
She knew that Zhao Qiming was a boy who resisted scolding, so she said whatever words hurt people the most. Please, she would be wasting her words by saying so much.
The melon won't be sweet if you twist it too hard. If you twist it any more, this "little melon" like her will get angry.
Zhao Qiming asked: "What about you, do you know what love is?"
Hua Cui was stunned. Did Zhao Qiming know what he was talking about?
Who gave him the courage to question himself?
Zhao Qiming was not surprised by her reaction. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Have you ever truly loved someone?"
"Stop meddling in other people's business." Hua Cui didn't have anything suitable at hand, and the camera hanging around her neck was too expensive, otherwise she would have smashed it regardless.
"Anyway, no one I like will like you!"
Hua Cui decided to withdraw the electronic wooden fish she had knocked just now. He was not worthy of it.
"Warning you, don't appear in my eyes again"
As a result, before he finished speaking, Zhao Qiming actually turned around and walked away. His actions were decisive and straightforward, without showing any nostalgia.
Huacui: "."
It was obviously the scene she wanted to see, but something felt wrong.
Hua Cui held it back. If she said anything in this situation, it would seem that she was "reluctant" to let him go.
A fire arose in her heart. This was of course not because Hua Cui had any special feelings for him, but because she was particularly unhappy, very unhappy!
She could scold him, she could drive him away mercilessly, and everything she should do was right, but why did he dare to leave without listening to what she had to say? !
This unhappiness lasted until Huacui passed by the restaurant on Nanjiang Road. Young Master Jiang was still waiting there. He was sitting on the doorstep, holding his chin in his hands, looking bored.
"Cui Cui?!"
Seeing Huacui, he trotted over in surprise, his eyes sparkling, "You are really back. I wanted to try my luck. Hey, where is my benefactor?"
It was hard to mention Zhao Qiming. Young Master Jiang was also unlucky. Hua Cui happened to be short of a punching bag. She looked at him with a smile on her face and said, "Let me tell you a secret, okay?"
Young Master Jiang nodded: "Okay."
Sharing secrets is like sharing love.
Hua Cui curled her lips: "Actually, Zhao Qiming is not my brother."
The smile on Young Master Jiang's face solidified, and he looked blank: "What?"
"He is not my brother. We were married. You didn't know, right? Do you know why I called him brother?"
Young Master Jiang didn't know, but he subconsciously wanted to cover his ears and not listen.
It must be a reason to make him sad.
Hua Cui forced him to listen: "Because this is my intimate name for him. It's Qingqu. Do you know Qingqu? It's not a biological brother, but a love brother."
Huacui doesn't want to expose it now, so let them continue to misunderstand. The deeper the misunderstanding, the more interesting it becomes.
But she is unhappy now. When she is unhappy, she likes to make everyone unhappy.
Mr. Jiang bit his lower lip, his eyes flashing with tears.
Hua Cui saw it, but she still laughed at him heartily: "Master Jiang, you are really more clown than the clown in the circus. Have you ever seen a clown? A childish fool who wears an exaggerated mask on his face and likes red sponge balls. ! ”
After saying that, Hua Cui took a long breath and felt much happier. Sure enough, people need a punching bag when they are unhappy.
She thought that if she said this, Mr. Jiang would definitely turn red-eyed in annoyance, then throw up his sleeves and walk away angrily.
But Mr. Jiang just sniffed hard and carefully held Hua Cui's sleeve: "Cui Cui, are you unhappy? If you are unhappy, you can hit me and scold me, but don't be bored. Heart.”
Huacui: "."
Hua Cui was quite surprised: "I didn't lie to you, I told you the truth."
"It doesn't matter if you're telling the truth. You're right, I also feel like a clown." Mr. Jiang lowered his head and reluctantly opened the corners of his mouth.
It turns out that Zhao Qiming and her have that kind of relationship. Now it makes sense.
Young Master Jiang finally understood the reason for his sudden anger at that time.
"Besides, I just married him." Hua Cui: "Okay."
She had forgotten that Mr. Jiang's brain circuit was different from that of ordinary people, and he could not be expected to react like a normal person.
"I'm tired, let's go back to school."
Mr. Jiang pulled her sleeves and responded: "Okay."
Both of them are sick, and the illness is serious. Hua Cui feels that she is the most normal and cutest in the world!
*
After Huacui left, Zhao Qiming reappeared in Nanjiang Alley. There was no obvious emotion on his face, and his expression remained calm.
The only thing that was a little abnormal was that he always stayed in place, and finally leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down, still without any movement.
When the first passer-by looked at him strangely, Zhao Qiming finally moved his lips. He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead and slowly slid his fingers into his hair.
Finally, the phalanges curled up and tightened inch by inch, and his scalp naturally felt a terrible pain. It was like self-abuse. He wanted to use the pain in his vagina to relieve his anxious and uncontrollable heart.
"Hey, are you, are you okay?"
His behavior was really weird, and finally some passers-by couldn't help but come up to ask.
Zhao Qiming slowly raised his head, and there was a little cold liquid on his face. He didn't know if it was sweat or tears. He shook his head and said softly: "I'm fine, I'm fine."
The passerby showed a strange expression: "Uh, do you really look okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
Passers-by touched their noses and saw that he insisted that he was fine and walked away asking for trouble.
What a weirdo and a little bit scary.
Zhao Qiming didn't know what he looked like now. He later felt a slight pain on his face. When he reached out and touched it, his fingertips were stained with red bloodshot threads.
It turned out that the cold liquid was not tears or sweat, but a wound he accidentally scratched, and blood was slowly overflowing.
It's really embarrassing, I'm afraid I scared the stranger just now, Zhao Qiming thought, luckily Hua Cui has left, he doesn't want her to find out what he is like now.
As she said, she was ugly, ugly and embarrassed.
Zhao Qiming stood up in confusion. There was no room for him in this prosperous and unfamiliar big city.
Doesn't he know where he should go, back to the convoy? If you go back, you will definitely be asked what happened. Zhao Qiming is not good at socializing, and he is even more tired of sharing his own things.
Zhao Qiming was wandering alone on the street, indifferent to the astonished looks of the people around him. He lowered his head and walked for a long time before finally finding a remote corner, a place where even the warm sunlight could not shine.
He sat silently in this corner all night.
Zhao Qiming thought of Qingshan Village, his mother, and Xiaocui holding his hand with tears in her eyes before leaving, innocently promising that she had learned the multiplication table and memorized many ancient poems, and that she wanted to see her mother immediately !
Zhao Qiming thought about a lot of things, and his last memory stopped at one night. He remembered that the stars that day were shining particularly brightly.
That night, Huacui looked at him with a bright smile and said: "Gujiaxue is like mud on the ground, but you are the brightest star in the sky."
"The stars are in the sky, but you are in my heart."
Zhao Qiming woke up from his dream. He should have woken up long ago.
He is not a star, which will hang forever high in the sky, but he has fallen into the mud.
No, he was in the mud.
Hua Cui is right, he is such a scumbag...
the next day.
Zhao Qiming was awakened by a slight itching on his face. He sat in the alley all night, and a few bold ants were attracted by the smell of blood on his face, and then arrogantly crawled onto his face.
Zhao Qiming numbly waved away the ants on his face. It was a new day. He was not visiting the capital. He still had work to do. It was not a decent job, but it was the basis of his survival.
Zhao Qiming returned to the motorcade, but before he could enter, Wu Zhong, who was in the same motorcade, stopped him outside. Zhao Qiming looked at him calmly, probably having a guess in his mind.
"Uh..." Wu Zhong was embarrassed and didn't know where to look. He handed over an envelope, "The team and the team don't need people for the time being. You can go elsewhere. Inside is your previous salary."
There was no need to say too much. Zhao Qiming nodded. He took the envelope without opening it. Judging from the thickness, the money inside was more than his deserved salary.
"Thank you."
Wu Zhong sighed softly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what came to mind, so he kept his mouth shut.
He said nothing, turned and closed the door.
(End of chapter)
The author said: Sorry, I wanted to double update today, but my relatives suddenly visited me＞<
What you owe will be paid tomorrow!
Demining: The next chapter is a bloody Shura field. Under warning, Zhao Hui will be injured and will be slightly disabled (the condition only affects himself and will not affect Cuicui at all)
If you don’t accept this scenario, please stop here55