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After returning home and putting Huang Yingying in her room to sleep well, and sitting on the sofa with instant noodles, Fang Xuan suddenly felt a little sad.The child without a mother is really pitiful. After a busy day, he comes home without even a mouthful of hot food.After lamenting for himself for a while, he collapsed on the sofa to sleep after eating the instant noodles.

At dawn, Fang Xuan got up from the sofa, walked into the room and saw that Huang Yingying was still awake, with traces of crying on her face.In the middle of last night, Fang Xuan heard the sound of sobbing coming from the room, ran in and saw Huang Yingying's eyes were closed, her mouth was twitching, tears were hanging on her face, her makeup was messed up, she looked scary like a ghost.He walked over and patted her on the shoulder, and asked softly, "What's wrong with Yingying?"

Huang Yingying answered vaguely, turned around, curled up and became quiet.Fang Xuan looked at her curled up, guessing in her heart what kind of sad things would make her drunk at night, and make her cry in her sleep.

Thinking of letting out a low sigh, and not wanting to wake up the poor sleeping girl, Fang Xuan went out with her shoulder bag.When entering the elevator, I ran into Yechen unexpectedly.Looking at the person standing in front of her, her heartbeat quickened a few beats.

After entering the elevator, the two stood at a corner, each looking at the metal wall in front of them, neither of them spoke.There is a little oppression in the air.Walking out of the elevator, the two walked one after the other.

Fang Xuan looked at the back in front of her and gritted her teeth in hatred. Ever since entering the elevator, Ye Chen hadn't glanced at her.I really don't know what offended him.After leaving the community, Fang Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it at Yechen's back.

Yechen moved to the side, and the stone flew past him, hitting a bald man with a briefcase in front of him on the back of his head.The man said "Oops", touched the back of his head and turned around, asking angrily, "Who hit me?"

Fang Xuan quickly lowered her head, scolding herself for having a brain twitch.

"Is that you?" The man's eyes swept over Ye Chen and landed on Fang Xuan.Seeing her nervous appearance, I knew it was her in my heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I... I... felt itchy for a while." Fang Xuan apologized with a smiling face.

"Is your mother sick?" The bald man was so upset that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He caught Fang Xuan and fired: "Can you throw stones in the street? How can I offend you? Don't think that you are beautiful You can do anything wrong. If you have the ability, you can smash the urban management, if you have the ability, you can smash the housing prices in China, if you have the ability, you can smash the Japanese fleet on the Diaoyu Islands, and you will only smash ordinary people like me. What’s the big deal? Your mother is It’s not that you were born and didn’t teach you.”

Fang Xuan stared blankly at the bald man, and was baffled by his long story. She didn't understand how she could escalate to the Diaoyu Islands incident and China's housing prices just by throwing a stone.

The more the man spoke, the angrier he became. He waved the briefcase in his hand and walked towards her.

"I smashed it." Ye Chen leaned over, blocking the bald man with a lazy expression.

"You...you...are sick." Looking at the green-eyed boy who was a head taller than him, the bald man cursed without confidence.

"I'll give you 2 minutes to disappear from my eyes immediately." Ye Chen lazily looked at the bald man, but his body exuded a cold aura.

Feeling the invisible pressure around him, the bald man glanced at Ye Chen and ran away in embarrassment.Seeing the bald man stumbling away, Fang Xuan laughed.Walking in front of Yechen, he naturally held his arm: "This guy is so funny, thank you."

Yechen glanced at Fang Xuan's hand on his arm, took a step back, pulled his arm out of her hand, and stroked his hair: "Let's go."

Fang Xuan blushed, lowered her head and quickly walked away from Ye Chen.Yechen's actions just now pricked her heart lightly like a needle.

Looking at Fang Xuan's back, a trace of sadness flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

……

One day, Fang Xuan's heart was in a mess, and she kept thinking about Ye Chen's movement of withdrawing her hand in the morning. When collecting the money, she made a wrong change twice, and the customer who bought the flowers kindly reminded her to know.

The door was closed at nine o'clock in the evening, and when she turned around, Fang Xuan saw Huang Yingying standing behind her, with heavy makeup on her face, and her high breasts almost tore through the red skirt on her body.

Fang Xuan's eyes turned from her breasts to her snow-white thighs, swallowing the liquid secreted in her mouth, thinking in her heart, what would happen if the skirts on her legs were shorter?A lot of men are going to have nosebleeds.

"What, you're so amazed?" Huang Yingying took out a cigarette from her small black satchel, and then took out a lighter to light it up. With a cigarette in her mouth, she looked at Fang Xuan.

"Are you feeling better? You drank too much last night." Fang Xuan frowned and looked at her finger with a cigarette in it. The nails were very red, in stark contrast to her pale fingers.

"Hehe, thank you last night." Huang Yingying took a puff of the cigarette, then raised her head and exhaled circles of smoke. In the smoke, her face had a hazy beauty.Fang Xuan watched her smoking, and a sentence suddenly popped up in her mind: "Sister is not smoking cigarettes, what sister is smoking is loneliness."

"I'm going home, you should go back early too. Don't drink so much in the future, no matter how difficult things are, they will pass." Fang Xuan watched her smoke for a while and said.

Huang Yingying turned her head to look at Fang Xuan, her eyes suddenly became crystal clear, and she reached out to hold Fang Xuan's hand: "You stay with me!"

"What's wrong?" Fang Xuan looked at the tears in her eyes.

"It's been a long time since I heard such warm words." Huang Yingying withdrew her hand, raised her head and took a breath, looking at the dark blue sky and holding back her tears. "Since my sister died, no one has said such a thoughtful thing to me."

"Where's your mother? Does your mother care about you?" Fang Xuan looked at Huang Yingying's profile. Her eyelashes were very long, and with a thick layer of mascara on them, the eyelashes looked long and curled.

"My mother? My mother died long ago."

"I'm sorry. I don't know..." Fang Xuan apologized uncomfortably

"It's okay." Huang Yingying turned her head and smiled at Fang Xuan, threw the unfinished cigarette in her hand on the ground, stomped her foot hard, and put her arms around Fang Xuan's waist, "Come on, I'll take you to the bar to play. "

"I don't go to the bar." Fang Xuan shook her head. She went to the bar secretly with a few high school classmates before, but was entangled by a few hooligans and had a fight before getting rid of it. Since then, she never went to the bar again .

"Come with me, okay? Please!" Huang Yingying put her arms around her shoulders and begged.

"I don't like bars. If you want to drink, you can come to my house." Fang Xuan suggested

"Your house is deserted and unpopular, and the bar is so lively. Please accompany me to the bar, please." Huang Yingying put her arms around Fang Xuan, her expression was a little desolate, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing her sad appearance, Fang Xuan softened her heart, and nodded helplessly: "Then this time, don't make an exception."

"Let's talk about it next time." Huang Yingying happily kissed Fang Xuan's face.

"Hey...hey...I reject Lily." Fang Xuan was dissatisfied and wiped the lipstick marks on her face, the girl in front of her was too tough.

After hailing a taxi, the two got in.Sitting in the taxi, Fang Xuan glanced at the Yin Yang Hall outside the car window, and sighed.Several nights Chen did not show up under the plane tree outside the store, will he never wait for himself to go home under the plane tree again?

The taxi took the two of them to the busiest street.Huang Yingying looked at the tall buildings flying by outside the window, sighed, held Fang Xuan's hand, and asked sadly: "I'm dead, will you think of me occasionally?"

"Damn, your mouth is crowier than mine, it's okay to curse yourself, have you lost your brain?" Fang Xuan was terrified by Huang Yingying's sad tone.

"Haha, does Fang Xuan feel that this city is a tomb, and we have been buried in it since birth. Everyone lies in it and counts money and temptations, but they don't know that they are already dead. It's really sad!" Huang Yingying looked at Fang Xuan, with an unusually sad expression.

"Beauty, don't talk about it, my heart speeds up because of what you said, don't talk about it at night." Fang Xuan was a little scared when she saw Huang Yingying's strange expression.

Huang Yingying smiled at her, took out a cigarette from her shoulder bag and put it in her mouth.As soon as she picked up the lighter, Fang Xuan took the cigarette out of her mouth: "Stop smoking, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

"No one has ever stopped me from smoking. You are the first one." Huang Yingying leaned back in the chair, lit the lighter, and the faint light of the fire illuminated her face. average.

Next time I should tell her to use less powder, the foundation on her face is a bit scary.Fang Xuan thought about turning away, and looked out of the window.

The taxi stopped in front of a bar called Lonely, Huang Yingying paid the taxi fare, and pulled Fang Xuan off.

"You should wear more, your hands are cold." Fang Xuan said to Huang Yingying when she entered the bar.

"I wear too much, how can I meet my love? I want to use my most beautiful side to find love." Huang Yingying replied with deep eyes.

"With less powder on your face, you will be more beautiful." Fang Xuan said silently in her heart.

This bar was beyond Fang Xuan's expectations.There is no loud music, no dazzling colored lights, the decoration is simple and elegant, the yellow lights softly hit the wooden floor, and soft English songs float in every corner of the bar.All kinds of men and women sat in the darkness, their eyes flickering and thinking about their own calculations.Most of the men and women who come to the bar late at night are looking forward to an unexpected encounter.

Huang Yingying pulled her to choose a place with relatively few people to sit.

"This bar is different from the ones I've been to." Fang Xuan said, looking around.

"What kind of place have you been to before?" Huang Yingying took a sip of the rum in her hand.What she ordered for Fang Xuan was a glass of Brix.

"It's very noisy and chaotic, with colorful lights shaking overhead, and the people inside are all crazy, it's not as quiet as here." Fang Xuan frowned as he recalled the memories from three years ago.

"Hehe, that's a nightclub you go to, not a regular bar. The nightclubs are full of men and women looking for excitement." Huang Yingying laughed, "The bar is full of men and women looking forward to romantic encounters."

"Is there a difference?" Fang Xuan looked at Huang Yingying who was facing her. She was holding up her tall feet to sip the wine inside, her tender white fingers were slightly raised, her head was tilted slightly, and her drinking posture was beautiful and sultry.I don't know who said that the women who drink in bars are either extremely decadent or extremely beautiful.But Huang Yingying belongs between the two, with decadence in her beauty.

It would be more perfect if I could apply less powder on the face and lighten the makeup.Fang Xuan looked at Huang Yingying and thought.

"I need a love, a real love. It's not those idle games, not those hypocrisy to satisfy desire." Huang Yingying put down her wine glass and looked at Fang Xuan sadly.

"True love? What is true love?" Fang Xuan asked while touching the transparent wine glass in front of her.

"True love is that I can feel his love all the time instead of his **. You know, many men treat you well just to get your body. Once they are tired of your body, he will never Leave you mercilessly, no matter how much you beg." Huang Yingying raised her glass and drank it down, then snapped her fingers and called the waiter, "Two bottles of whiskey."

"Drink less, don't get drunk." Fang Xuan took the cup in her hand.

"Hehe, it's good to be drunk. Maybe I can meet the love I imagined when I'm drunk." Huang Yingying reached out and took out a cigarette from her shoulder bag, and shook it at Fang Xuan with her hand, "If you don't like it, I'll go The bathroom is pumped." He said and stood up.

"No, you can smoke if you want, and leave me alone." Fang Xuan pressed her shoulder.

Huang Yingying sat down again, took out the lighter from her bag and lit it, then threw the lighter on the table, "Fang Xuan, you are really nice. Whoever marries you in the future will be happy."

"Forget it, I don't want anyone."

"Hehe," Huang Yingying held the cigarette between her red lips, "Fang Xuan, I envy you, you are as clean as a ceramic doll, and I am as dirty as a rag."

Fang Xuan didn't speak, and quietly waited for Huang Yingying's next words. She wanted to know what kind of sad past this woman who portrayed herself with wind and dust had.

Huang Yingying smoked cigarettes one after another, and her face was slowly blurred in the lingering smoke: "There used to be many men who said they loved me verbally, but when I gave them my body, they all disappeared."