The moonlight was like water, shining in through the gauze curtain. The water-blue air conditioner just replaced yesterday was kicked into a pile on the bedside. Mo Jingshen lay on the bed with his head on his back, his stomach full of fire, always feeling that something was wrong, and he didn't care to think about it.

The message was sent, and the time passed by second by second. At this time, he was staring at the prompt on the dialog box——

"The other party is typing..."

The other party had been waiting for his message, and after receiving his message, he immediately responded in worded words instead of continuing to hang him, which made Mo Jingshen's anger a little bit less.

However, the anger that had just dissipated rose again after the "the other party is inputting..." lasted for almost 1 minute!

"What's the fart, hurry up and let it go! Dally, what are you doing?"

The sentence was full of anger, and before he could wake up, he sent it.

The moment the message was sent, he realized that he was still pretending to be a girl, and his tone was too disrespectful, so he was mean again and quickly withdrew the message.

The prompt "The other party is inputting..." on the dialog box disappeared in an instant, and Mo Jingshen stared at the prompt that a message had been withdrawn, his guts turned green.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Why are you so stupid today? !

Obviously the other party has been staring at the phone and hesitating what to say, there is a fart for him to cover his ears and steal the bell like this! !

Who says a girl can't be a rough girl?

Even if her previous image was that of a quiet girl, it's normal for her to have a little temper after being calculated for so long!

Now that he withdraws the news so cheaply, it is very likely that he has already seen it. Maybe he can guess that "she" loves him deeply and cannot bear to lose face in front of him!

After his grandma passed away, he had given up on continuing to tease this person. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't forgive himself for the time being, he would have simply deleted his friends as if there was no such person!

But damn it!When he needs to take care of him, he is so cold as hell, expecting him to pretend that he doesn't exist, but he just comes here to feel his presence!

Staring at the "Hehe, it's so cute." from the other side, Mo Jingshen stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, his face turned red from holding his breath, and it took him a long time to get up.

I didn't even care about wearing shoes, ran to the kitchen with bare feet, opened the refrigerator, took out a cold, crispy watermelon, put it on the counter, and chopped it down with a kitchen knife.

"Crack! Pang~"

He forgot to take out the cutting board and used too much force, the knife chopped open the watermelon and cut it directly on the counter, which scared him back to his senses.

The watermelon just bought during the day is crunchy and full of water. The red watermelon juice flows down the cut surface and forms a puddle on the marble counter.

Mo Jingshen stared blankly for a long time before he sighed.

Usually he is not so irritable and irritable, not to mention how deep the city is, he will not be led by the nose like this, and he will not lose his temper like this.

Grandma's kind face came to mind, as if she could still hear her joking voice:

"You~ you are still playing with a child's temper, why don't you grow up? Come on, come on, don't coax me, once you coax me, I will forget to mention you..."

That day, he sent grandma's body to be cremated. In the end, he carried the urn and sent it all the way to Babaoshan.

Tears rolled down one after another, not wanting anyone to discover his weakness, put down the knife, Mo Jingshen walked out of the kitchen slowly, and turned off the lights.

The room was plunged into darkness again.

Maybe he really pushed himself too hard.

Even take the things I used to like as work.

In fact, there is absolutely no need to suppress yourself like this.

But he just can't do it.

Pretending to be the same as usual is really exhausting!

The sticking "Tao Yan" was just for fun, but it made him feel restless, it really shouldn't be.

What happened tonight was just calculated by him.

He was restless before and didn't realize it, but now that he thinks about it, this chain of events made him restless, and he just wanted to explain clearly to that person, isn't that his purpose?

Back in the bedroom, the phone had already entered standby mode, and the screen was pitch black.

Mo Jingshen unlocked it again, clicked on WeChat, and planned to have a good talk with this person.

Clearly tell the other party that the reason why he added him as a friend is to persuade him to understand what a sense of responsibility is, and then return the red envelope he sent back, and then delete the friendship and get together and break up. This is what he will do next.

His life should continue to be colorful, the dead have passed away, and the living should continue to live well, there is no need to keep entangled in this matter.

His guilt towards grandma should not be pinned on these irrelevant people.

However, after he clicked on the dialog box, he found that "Tao Yan", who he thought was very cold, actually sent him some photos!

In the photo is a slightly yellowed letter paper, the familiar black pen writing is very beautiful, at first glance, there are three pages, it is a very long letter.

Mo Jingshen was slightly dazed, turned over and sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, leaned against the bedside and clicked on the picture to look at it.

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Kavin got stuck a lot today, so I will post part of it first, and write the rest later.

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