Is he teasing me

Chapter 363 Want to see you one last time

It was pitch black all around.

Such a familiar place, Zhang Moyan thought in a daze.

It seems that she has been trapped here for a long time. It seems that she escaped once and was captured again. Or maybe she never escaped and has always been here.

I remember that she seemed to be afraid of this place before, but now she doesn't feel that fear or anxiety at all.My head was in a state of confusion, sometimes sober and sometimes confused. When I was awake, I seemed to be in pain, but when I was confused, I felt peaceful.

In the darkness of the eternal night, suddenly there were footsteps approaching her from afar. The rubber soles were walking up the long steps, which was particularly clear in the silence.

Zhang Moyan turned her head in the direction of the sound, but naturally couldn't see anything. After waiting for a while, she felt that the person was standing in front of her.

The person who came here must be very tall, and there was a big gap between his crouched body and him.Zhang Moyan wanted to get up, but she couldn't find the strength to stand on the ground. Then she heard a slight friction sound of clothing material, and the man seemed to squat down.

"How about you come with me?" It was a young man's voice. It was so gentle and smooth that she couldn't help but feel close to him.

"?" Zhang Moyan raised her head weakly. Although she couldn't see the person in front of her, she had no reason to think she could trust him, "Okay."

She didn't even ask where.

The young man held her hand, and his palm was warm and dry, making her immediately feel that she had made the right decision.

"If you leave, you can't come back here again..." the young man said.

Zhang Moyan did not hesitate: "Okay, I don't like it here, and the people here don't like me either."

The man sighed softly, touched her head and asked, "Don't you like them all?"

"what?"

"Don't everyone like you?"

Zhang Moyan thought in silence for a while, her head hurting a little: "...Maybe there is another one?"

"What kind of person is he?"

Zhang Moyan tried hard to recall, but finally shook her head helplessly: "I can't remember it. I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Do you want to go see him again? You can't come back after you leave."

Hearing the young man say that he could not come back again, Zhang Moyan realized that this matter seemed serious, and suddenly felt a little concerned. She felt obligated to see the only person who was good to her and say goodbye to him before leaving. Thanks.

But there was some hesitation.

She grabbed the young man's hand and asked, "Are you in a hurry? Can you wait for me for a while?"

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, and something slid down against his cheek. Zhang Moyan's closed eyelashes opened slightly.

It was about to rain, the sun was dim, the gloomy sky was cut into pieces by the desolate branches, the cold wind was blowing, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swirling in the field of vision.

A few golden sycamore leaves were stranded in Zhang Moyan's arms. She gently picked up one, and the real touch made her consciousness slowly clear.

The temperature was very low, and the air sucked into the lungs made the body cool. The skin was also empty, and it felt like death without even a heartbeat.

It would be nice to die, a thought passed through Zhang Moyan's mind.

Her biological father didn't want her, her biological mother gave up, her adoptive parents hated her, her grandfather abandoned her, her best friend betrayed her, and she didn't dare to be with the one she loved... Nothing had been accomplished, and her fate was like a bottomless abyss. She didn't want such an unfortunate life anymore.

The eternal tranquility in the dark dream, the warm hands, the wind-like voice, the feeling of no more pain, so longing for it.

She didn’t know who was talking to her and where he was taking her?

It is said that Xie Bian, the Bai Wuchang of the Underworld, is a handsome young man. Could it be him?But it doesn't matter even if it's black and impermanent, it's so dark that you can't see anything anyway.

Several dogs got into a fight on the brown lawn of the park. The barking of the dogs and the scolding of their owners became more and more clear. When his hearing recovered, Zhang Moyan thought of a word and recalled it.I feebly took out my mobile phone from my bag and found the phone number of a Western restaurant I had kept for a long time as if running a program. Due to the expensive menu and the fact that it was not a holiday, I asked if there was a location.

Open WeChat again, swipe all the way to the bottom, and click on an avatar signed "Xiao Xingyu".

It's so strange, I can't remember the person in the dream, but I know who it is when I wake up.

The call music played for a long time. While waiting, Zhang Moyan thought a lot, mainly considering whether to forget about it or wait and call again if the call was not connected. Xiao Xingyu might call her back when he saw her call.

She didn't have enough time to think about it. The call was connected before automatically hanging up. A long-lost and familiar voice came from the receiver, a little annoyed: "What's the matter?"

The timbre is not inferior to Bai Wuchang at all, Zhang Moyan felt.

"I want to treat you to dinner," she said. "You decide the time and place tonight."

Over the phone: "...?...Not available!"

"Is that okay tomorrow?"

"Not available either."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Also...not free."

Zhang Moyan didn't ring again. She could tell that the other party was not really unavailable, but just didn't want to see her.Also, doing Taijue before was so hurtful that it was normal for people not to want to see her again.

"Why do you want to invite me to dinner?" Xiao Xingyu suddenly asked in the silence on both sides.

Zhang Moyan said, "I want to have a meal with you one last time, but I might not be able to do that in the future."

There was silence on the other end again, and after a long time: "No, thank you!"

"...Tonight at 07:30, let's meet at the Freeman Mansion. See you there."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Moyan also felt that he was speechless, but it didn't matter. In the end, he just did whatever he wanted. It didn't matter whether it was suitable, whether it was possible, whether it would work, whether he loved it or not.

I just want to see you one last time.

It was still early and the place was not too far away, so Zhang Moyan decided to walk there.As she passed the intersection, she was startled by the ghostly appearance of her own walking corpse in the shopping mall glass. Although she no longer had any desire to put on makeup, her conscience told her that she shouldn't scare people everywhere.

I braced myself and went to the mall to find a cosmetics counter. I originally wanted to apply some foundation and lipstick, but the salesperson was probably a newbie and didn't see her consumption attitude at all. He put her full makeup on with great effort and fawning. I couldn't bear it. Seeing that others were disappointed, Zhang Moyan bought a cushion foundation worth more than 300 yuan, and the newly paid salary had not been spent yet.

When she left, she deliberately left the air mattress on the counter. She didn't need it anymore, so she left it for someone who could use it.

The main body of the restaurant is in black and gold tones, with a retro professional wine cellar style. The white dining tables are surrounded by rows of red wine cellars, giving it a sense of isolation.

After waiting quietly for several hours in front of large and small wine glasses and plates, as the time approached ten o'clock, the guests at the next table gradually disappeared.

Several waiters at the bar looked at Zhang Moyan sympathetically, whispered a few words, and all sighed and shook their heads.

"Ma'am, it's starting to rain outside. Do you need to lend me an umbrella?" A waiter came over to persuade guests politely.

Zhang Moyan raised his head in confusion. It took his head like a broken CPU for a long time to read what he said. Then he shook his head: "No, I'll wait."

"Would you like to call the other party to confirm..."

While the waiter was talking, suddenly the thick wooden glass door of the restaurant was pushed open from the outside, and Xiao Xingyu, who was wearing a black jacket and looked dashing, stepped in.

　An author came to me today and asked: Why are you still writing this book? !
　　I thought about it and felt that there are two main reasons. One is that I am lazy, and the other is that I don’t want to write nonsense.

　　Yesterday, I worked harder to complete the editing instructions. I have to visit a few relatives during the National Day, so I still have to continue my work. I wish everyone a happy National Day!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)