"Mr. Mo, your phone is ringing." The waiter leaned over and spoke slightly loudly in his ear.

He rubbed his eyes in discomfort, woke up in a daze, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button without looking at the caller ID, "Who is it? If it's not Bai Zhuyue, don't call me."

"Brother, it's me." It was Ouyang Jianyu's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Hahahaha..." He laughed, not very pretty, "Brother, is it you? Hahahaha... Come on, let's have a drink."

"Where are you now?" Knowing his situation in the past two days, Ouyang Jianyu's voice was full of worry.

"Hahahaha, where else can I be? Haha, it's the same place."

"Stop drinking. I'll be right over."

"Haha 7ehehehe 7e Wine is a good thing. It can make me forget my worries and the source of all pain. Why should I drink less? Hahahaha, you should tell me to drink more." He smiled with tears in his eyes.

He said that after hanging up the phone, he immediately waved to the waiter on the side, "Come here and bring me another dozen of good wine."

The waiter had seen him drinking with Mo Shaoting several times, and thought that the relationship between him and Mo Shaoting must be extraordinary. He walked up to him, bent over to him, and said with a professional smile.

: "Mr. Mo, your friend Mr. Mo is in the private room xx. Do you want to go to the private room and drink with him?"

"Mr. Mo, which Mr. Mo?" He was a little confused.

"It's Mr. Mo who has been here with you several times before and had drinks with you many times."

"Mo Shaoting?" He suddenly remembered who it was, and his eyes were suddenly filled with the flames of anger and resentment. "You bastard, you dare to come here." He stood up suddenly and stumbled towards the private room of the bar.

Walk in the direction.

…

xx private room.

"Baby, how about the two of us singing "Love Master" together?" Mo Shaoting walked to the place where the song was requested and asked in a good mood.

"Haha, okay." Qiu Xiaojun felt that it didn't matter what he sang.

After ordering the song, Mo Shaoting returned to her side, took the microphone, put his arm around her waist and sang with her seriously.

"Hey 7eyou7e it's you... please come close to my arms 7e don't pretend not to care 7e I might like you... only pig heads can play games 7e and be scheming..."

Just when the two of them were singing to the end, the door was suddenly kicked open with force. Suddenly hearing the sound, the two of them stopped singing and turned to look at the door at the same time.

The person who kicked the door was none other than Mo Huakui. Seeing the scene of Mo Shaoting hugging Qiu Xiaojun intimately, it was really dazzling. I felt uncomfortable all the time. My eyes were wet, and I stumbled forward quickly, gritting my teeth.

He twisted Mo Shaoting's collar and said angrily: "Mo Shaoting, I treat you as a friend and a brother, are you going to treat me like this? To steal my girlfriend, would you treat a brother or friend like this?

"

For him, Mo Shaoting felt a little guilty and sorry, but as soon as he saw him biting like a mad dog, his disgust took over. He frowned deeply and said: "Mo Huakui, calm down.

——I did not rob him, Zhuyue and I are in love with each other."

"Are we in love?" He smiled bitterly, "Haha, you fart, Zhu Yue is the one who loves me, Zhu Yue and I are the ones in love, and we are the most suitable couple."

Qiu Xiaojun saw everything he said and did. Seeing him so drunk, she felt really uncomfortable. She wanted to comfort him, but when she thought of her sister's death, she tried her best to endure it, showing an indifferent expression.

He looked like, "Mo Huakui, you are drunk, go back quickly, don't go crazy drinking here."

"Zhuyue, I'm not drunk." After hearing what she said, Mo Huakui let go of Mo Shaoting's collar, looked at her face with tears glistening and said, "I am soberer than ever before -

— Zhuyue, I love you, I really love you, I love you very much, I don’t know how to live without you, I beg you, come back to me, okay?"

There was a slight hint of crying in his voice, which made people feel very distressed. Of course, the words he said were so sincere and very tempting. No matter who listened to them, they would probably feel soft-hearted.

Bar.

Qiu Xiaojun is not a hard-hearted person. His pleading will make her soft-hearted and distressed. But when she thinks of her sister's hatred, she has to endure the truest emotion in her heart and force herself to show an indifferent expression.

, "Mo Huakui, I have told you that I have never loved you again. The person I love is Shaoting. No matter what you say, I will never come back to you or be with you again."

"

"Zhuyue, I don't believe you have no feelings for me at all." He always retained a glimmer of hope and said excitedly, grabbing her arm and trying to pull her out of the private room.

Mo Shaoting paid attention to his every move. When he saw this, he immediately grabbed his arm with one hand and said sternly: "Kui, there are some things that belong to you. If they don't belong to you, they don't belong to you."

, even if you take it by force, it will be useless."

"Mo Shaoting, you bastard, let me go." His behavior undoubtedly made Mo Huakui even more angry. As if he had lost his mind, he punched him in the head with his other hand.

Mo Shaoting couldn't dodge and was hit on the head. "Uh ah 7e" he stumbled back and his hands couldn't help but loosen.

"Shaoting." Seeing such a scene, Qiu Xiaojun was a little anxious and angry. He shook off his hand and walked quickly to Mo Shaoting. He stretched out his hand to support Mo Shaoting with a worried look on his face.

, "Shaoting, how are you?"

She was so worried about herself, and Mo Shaoting felt sweet and warm in his heart. He glanced at Mo Huakui, who looked uncomfortable, and smiled charmingly at her despite the pain, "I'm fine."

Hearing this, she felt relieved. She turned her head and looked at Mo Huakui hatefully. She said in a cold and ruthless voice: "Mo Huakui, you are so unreasonable. You can leave right away. I hate you. I hate you."

You, I don’t want to see you at all.”

At this moment, for Mo Huakui, every word she said was like a sharp knife piercing his fragile heart, making him feel very painful, indescribable pain.

He couldn't hold back the uncomfortable feeling, and his charming eyes were filled with sad tears. He stared at her beautiful but indifferent face at the intersection of despair and hope, "Zhuyue, please tell me, what should I do?"

Only if you do it will you fall in love with me and come back to me?"

"Haha..." After being stunned for a second, Qiu Xiaojun laughed coldly. He seemed to think that he had asked a very good question. After thinking about it, he sneered and said, "Mo Huakui, if you...

..." Well, I don't know why, but she suddenly couldn't say the words 'kill' and 'die'. She frowned tightly. After struggling for a while, she still didn't say the ruthless words she wanted to say, but

It's time to say it bluntly: "No matter what you do, I will never... fall in love with you."

"..." Mo Huakui lost his voice. Her next words undoubtedly sentenced him to death and sent him into a hell where he would never be reincarnated. In an instant, hope was gone, and despair attacked him overwhelmingly.

, the darkness was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

His eyes were very wet, but he still stubbornly resisted letting them flow out in front of her and Mo Shaoting. He looked deeply at her face with misty eyes, and then slowly turned around in pain,

Step by step, she walked out of the private room where she and Mo Shaoting were staying...

The look in his eyes when he left was despairing, sad, and filled with unspeakable pain.

Qiu Xiaojun remembered that one time he came to a bar and saw himself and Lin Anan talking. He misunderstood his relationship with Lin Anan and said something unpleasant, so he slapped him in public.

She clearly remembered that when he left that time, his sad eyes were somewhat similar to his eyes this time. At that time, she would feel regretful.

She understood that this time, the lethality of the words she said was many times more powerful than the slap that time, and would make him even more uncomfortable. Although she did not regret it, she always recalled his eyes filled with endless sadness when he left.

When I see that sad and desolate figure, I can't help but feel uneasy in my heart, and I feel sorry for him.

Mo Shaoting found that Mo Huakui had already walked out of the private room, but she still looked at the direction he left. She seemed to see something from her expression, and felt a little uneasy. He stretched out his hand and pushed her shoulder.

He hugged her tightly, lowered his chin to the top of her hair, and said softly and hoarsely: "Baby, he won't bother us again - come back to the palace with me tonight."

"..." She didn't say anything, and nestled tightly in his arms, letting a trace of tears secretly flash through her eyes.

…

Mo Huakui didn't know how he walked out of the lively bar. He felt like he was no different from the walking zombies. He didn't know how to laugh or cry. He staggered open the car door and got into the car, and started the engine in despair.

The night became darker and darker, and the wide road became lonelier and cleaner. No one paid attention to him, and no other cars disturbed him.

He drove the car very fast, with a look of despair and sadness on his face. He stepped on the accelerator and drove forward as if desperately. While driving, the car windows were wide open, and the cold wind came in fiercely.

It blew on his face and body, messing up his fashionable chestnut hair, and blowing up the corners of his clothes without stopping.

…

When Ouyang Jianyu arrived at the Swallowtail Butterfly Bar, Mo Huakui had already left. When he walked into the busy bar, he couldn't see anyone else, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Have you seen Mr. Mo?" After searching around the hall, he grabbed a waiter and asked anxiously.

"Mr. Mo seems to be in the private room at XX." The waiter said uncertainly.

Hearing this, he immediately left the hall and looked for the private room. Perhaps because he was too worried, he walked to the door of the private room and opened the door without knocking. Unexpectedly, when the door opened, he saw

We arrived at the scene of Mo Shaoting and Qiu Xiaojun hugging each other tightly.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Mo Shaoting and Qiu Xiaojun both looked towards the door and were surprised to see him.

"Shaoting, why are you here?" Mo Shaoting was stunned for a second, then slightly let go of Qiu Xiaojun's waist, looked at his face and asked with a warm smile.

In addition to surprise, the expression on Qiu Xiaojun's face seemed to have something else, such as uneasiness or embarrassment. Whenever she was with a man and saw him, she always felt a little unable to let go.

"Where's Mo Huakui? Where is he?" Ouyang Jianyu's handsome face showed a rare expression of cold anger. He glanced at Mo Shaoting, stared at her face and asked coldly and urgently.

Facing his cold, angry eyes, her heart would undoubtedly feel uncomfortable, "Jianyu..."

"He has left. We don't know where he went." Mo Shaoting secretly hugged her shoulders tightly, looking at Ouyang Jianyu's face, and rushed to answer for her.

"How long have you been gone?"

Mo Shaoting thought for a while and frowned slightly, "About ten minutes."

After hearing Mo Shaoting's answer, he immediately walked up to Mo Shaoting, raised his right arm fiercely, punched him in the head, and said in a cold voice without guilt: "Mo Shaoting, this punch

, I did it for Mo Huakui."

Mo Shaoting was caught off guard and his head was hit to the side.

He didn't intend to fight back. After two or three seconds, he turned his head right, endured the pain, and looked at his face with a frown and a smile, "Haha, you two brothers really vent their anger through the same nostril."
To be continued...