Chapter 242 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the evening clouds (80)

She cursed the bastard and ran away cryingly.

Feng Yansheng just frowned in disgust and went to the bathroom to take another shower.

I don’t know if it’s because this is City M, Feng Yansheng suffered from insomnia at night and could not sleep.

The pale and beautiful face appeared in his mind again, and the smile of Wen Xien at him when he thought of the time he went home together.

At that time, he was really drunk in Wen Xien's smile, and now he feels a numb feeling when he recalls it.

Feng Yansheng thought he had forgotten to let go of the past, so Wen Xien became an untouchable scar in his heart. He did not have the pain as much as before, but he had an extremely ugly scar.

He drove around the road. The sky outside the car had not yet been dull and the neon lights that could not be lit. Such colorful light filled the entire night.

He parked his car on the side of the road, stared at a place for a long time, and then took out his cell phone and found the mobile phone number that he had already memorized.

He has never touched this mobile phone number since he left City M.

He felt a silence in his heart. He didn't even know who he was angry with. He often woke up in the middle of the night and looked at the phone number in a daze.

Now he has a fiancée around him, and he looks exactly the same standard for choosing a spouse, just like a fairy.

But he no longer felt the same way he had before. Feng Yansheng irritated and hammered the steering wheel a few times.

This is what he always wanted to forget. When he returned to the capital, he would indeed often think about it. He did not miss M City, but missed that M City was a person inside. However, as time went by, the bone-eating thoughts began to gradually become shallow. He thought he slowly learned to forget, but he did not expect that everything was just self-deception.

So many years have passed, and I don’t know how she is doing.

I don't know if there is a lover around me.

When he thought that there might be other men and women around Wen Xien, he couldn't help but feel jealousy.

I don’t know if Wen Xien still remembers his number.

Feng Yansheng looked at the number on his phone and began to hypnotize himself.

He just called, and he didn't go to find her, so he wanted to hear her voice, even if it was a while.

He pointed the mobile phone number with his fingertips that he had never dared to click in recent years. When he heard the beeping sound, Feng Yansheng found that his palm was nervous and sweating.

My heart, which had been silent for several years, was beating violently, and a bang bang disrupted the rhythm of his breathing.

All he thought was about was what if Wen Xien took it?

What if she asked him who he was? Should he tell Wen Xien his real name?

If you told her, do you still remember him?

But later I thought about it, Wen Xien should have his notes on his phone.

And it has been so long, and I don’t know if the phone number has been changed.

But as soon as you think of waiting, you can hear the sound of his day and night, Feng Yansheng's blood was boiling, and his fingertips with his phone turned white.

But the longer the sound of beeping, Feng Yansheng's originally excited and nervous heart fell silent again, and then slowly became colder.

The final answer is that no one answered.

Feng Yansheng felt indescribable for a moment, and something appeared in his eyes, which was astringent and his chest was blocked by strong emotions and could not breathe.

This is the first time he mustered up the courage to fight, and it will be his last time.

Feng Yansheng didn't want to make himself too embarrassed. Only when he saw Wen Xien would he lose control and would do something reckless.

Going back and making yourself messed up.

Feng Yansheng didn't stay in City M for a long time. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and go to Wen Xien to ask her why she didn't answer his phone number. By the way, he had to ask clearly whether he still remembers his number.

There is nothing more painful than the fact that you have been thinking about for a few years, but people have long forgotten you aside.

He sat on the plane, his eyes wandering without focal length, as if he was a lonely soul.

Forget it, Feng Yansheng.

Don’t make yourself like a mad dog left behind by your master, give yourself some shame.

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Wen Xien, who returned to the system space, was unexpectedly silent. He did not yell, and might also know that his grades were not very good.

The system was also very silent for a long time this time.

Such strange silence made Wen Xien feel more guilty, "That..."

System: "The heroine is dead, do you know how serious the consequences are?"

Wen Xien knelt down and cried and pretended to be pitiful, "I'm very helpless, it's all the male protagonist who doesn't follow the normal route. The male protagonist is just a pervert! A lunatic! If you can do anything to the female protagonist, how could there be such a cruel man?"

Wen Xien said something and slandered the male lead, showing that he was passing the blame.

The system seemed to have seen through everything, "Don't put the blame on others, okay, I'll let you become Feng Yansheng's white moonlight! Although you have succeeded in this mission, do you know that even the ten cows that collapsed the plot line can't be pulled back!"

If the system had a body, I'd probably beat Wen Xien up without saying a word.

Wen Xien was scolded so much that she couldn't raise her head and whispered, "I obviously had a good plot, but the male protagonist collapsed his character, so you know how to scold me."

The more Wen Xien talked about it later, he felt aggrieved, "What's your ability to be fierce? If you have the will, go and talk to the male protagonist! You tell him to go and walk the plot well."

System: "...you have some reason."

Wen Xien snorted, "It's been."

Wen Xien did indeed go through the plot seriously and did not forget to make up for the important role of the male lead's sword before leaving.

But logically speaking, she shouldn't hit it, but who knew she could just stab it with just one stab.

Wen Xien expressed his questions.

The system sneered, "Are you sure you're just a little bit? I think you're very skillful in your skills. You should have practiced it quietly with me on your back."

Wen Xien: “… Am I that vicious?!”

The system asked back: "What do you think?"

Wen Xien: This system is so fucking bad, what should I do if my hands are a little itchy?

In order to avoid another quarrel, Wen Xien changed the subject, "What is my grade this time?"

System: "Ha."

This disdainful laugh made Wen Xien's hand itch even more. She gritted her teeth and said, "Why are you laughing!"

The system was still very cheap and kept it in a tight spot for a long time. When Wen Xien was impatient and was about to explode, he said, "c."

"Why is it C again?" Wen Xien almost cried with her head in her arms. She was mourning with a sad face and her eyes were full of despair.

After watching her desperate expression systematically, she comforted her compassionately, "Don't be angry, life is like this, it's like this..."

Wen Xien: “…get out.”

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(End of this chapter)
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