Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 320 The Deepest Love (2)
Her face was imprinted on the glass case, her hair a little longer, her smile pale.

Blinking his eyes to get rid of the sourness in his eyes, he chose a piece of mango-flavored cake, after thinking about it, he bought another piece of strawberry-flavored cake.

It has been a long time since I have eaten these extravagant pastries. The money from part-time jobs is saved and saved to barely cover the tuition fees, but today is different, today is Lan Zhongwen's birthday.

Even if she will starve to death tomorrow, she must buy this cake.

After the clerk finished wrapping the cake, she lowered her head to take the money. She rummaged through the entire wallet, and there was still a franc short. She was a little distressed, and habitually reached out to the side, "Lan Huaer, I don't have enough money, give me some."

The hand was empty, and there was no voice from him.

Jiujiu turned her head, her expression was a little dazed. In the past, he used to spoil her with her confused temperament, which made her forget everything no matter where she went.

She retracted her hand embarrassingly, her fingers were a little stiff.

That's it again.

She stood there in a daze, except for her own shadow on the ground, everything else faded into the shadows.

She thought, she missed him.

On a snowy night, she was fascinated by watching TV, and shouted to the living room, "Lanhua, bring me a bottle of juice."

After waiting for a long time, she couldn't wait for the juice, so she rushed out of the room angrily. Several roommates were sitting on the sofa playing cards and chatting, looking at her in confusion.

In an instant, she lost all vivid expressions, and stood there stiffly, a little at a loss. Not only was she living in a muddle, but she couldn't even distinguish between memories and reality.

Too dependent on him.

She thought, she missed him so much.

The roommates thought she was weird, often hid in the room, and sometimes talked to the flowers and plants, but they didn't like to approach her very much.

Her roommates are all Asian. In foreign countries, there are places where Chinese people gather, forming a world of their own. In that place, it’s okay even if you don’t speak English.

Among this group of roommates, there are some with good personalities and some with bad personalities. There are very few people studying abroad in this era, and most of the families are either rich or expensive, so their personalities are relatively extremely arrogant.

Moreover, children who go abroad are far away from their hometowns. No matter how rich and powerful they are in Asia, they are still looked down upon by white people here. All privileges are lost at once. For arrogant children, they will feel lonely in their hearts.

Coupled with the exposure to foreign open cultures, no matter where they go, they are always in pairs. After a long time alone, they will start to long for feelings, but at the same time, they will overflow with feelings. It is called instant noodle-style instant love for short. .

Many couples only need half a month from acquaintance to cohabitation, so Jiujiu's roommates have changed over and over again, both men and women.

The monthly rent for a room for one person is so much, and the monthly rent for a room for two people is still so much. This is like a hotel, where each person has a separate apartment-style room, and the living room and kitchen are shared.

In such an environment, people will definitely be lonely, just like living in a hotel every day, with roommates singing and singing every night, carnival, party, and luxurious life.

Jiujiu is like a lone soul who doesn't fit in, when they are carnival, she quietly opens the door to the kitchen to pour water.

She was greeted by enthusiastic white boys in the living room, all blond and handsome.She didn't respond, she just opened the refrigerator, took out ice water with Xiao Jiujiu's name on it, poured a glass, and went back to her room.

Among this group of white boys, there is a boy named Sandra who often stares at her door in a daze. Sandra is the boyfriend of her roommate Zhou Yaya. Foreigners think differently from Chinese people. They like stimulation and challenges. They all ate what was in the bowl and looked at what was in the pot.

Once at a party, Jiujiu went to the kitchen to pour water as usual, Sandra leaned over and hugged her waist suddenly, Jiujiu was startled, and reflexively slapped him on the face.

The force of this slap was not small, and the 'pop' attracted everyone's attention.

Those who were present basically knew what it meant. Those white boys all looked at Sandra spectatorily, waiting for Xiao Jiujiu's next move. Sure enough, she did not disappoint all the boys, and kicked Juesen on the calf. ,furiously.

Sandra felt the pain and drew back her legs.

Jiujiu didn't even look at him, turned around and went back to the room.

This yellow girl is different from the other girls in this house. She never socializes, talks to people, or falls in love, but because of this, she becomes mysterious instead. Her eyes are as quiet as the ocean. Eyes, revealing a charming light.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Yaya and Sandra got into a fight, and there was a crackling sound from the living room. Accompanied by Zhou Yaya's roar, she said in English, "Go to your mother's bastard, get out!"

Then there was the sound of a car going away outside the house, and Sandra was gone.

After Zhou Yaya was done making trouble, she came to kick Jiujiu's room door again, "Open the door for me! Bitch! Open the door!"

Jiujiu ignored her and turned over on the bed. In the dark night, her eyes were exceptionally bright. Looking at the starry sky outside the window, she habitually thought of him.

After losing all her protective umbrellas, Jiujiu became stronger, because she knew that no one here would let her and accommodate her.

And she doesn't need to pity anyone, self-esteem is given by herself, and those who don't want self-esteem don't need to sympathize.

But Jiujiu underestimated Zhou Yaya's destructive power. When she came back from class the next day, she found that the door of her room had been pried open.

When she walked in, the room was in a mess. The photo frame hanging on the wall had been smashed to pieces. In the broken photo frame, a man and a woman crossed their shoulders. The young man's eyebrows and eyes are clear, curled up in a lazy and ambiguous way, lying on his back without smiling, his demeanor is charming and soul-stirring.

There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers behind them. The two leaned against the mottled Great Wall, their hair was blown wild by the wind.

Jiujiu's eyes stabbed, and she didn't know where the strength came from. She dragged a huge hammer and ran to Zhou Yaya's room, and smashed her door with the hammer. At that moment, Jiujiu seemed unconscious, her eyes were red, and Zhou Yaya The whole door was smashed, and he ran into her room and smashed everything that could be smashed with a hammer.

Zhou Yaya just came back, she drank alcohol and was furious, the two began to wrestle, Jiujiu pulled her hair, dragged her into the bathroom, and put her head in the sink.

(End of this chapter)