"Xiao Chen, stop joking."
Through the microphone, the deep frustration in Wang Zibo's tone can be clearly conveyed.
Chen Hansheng was powerless. In fact, he had absolute foresight on this matter. Even when Wang Zibo and Huang Hui met for the first time on the train, Chen Hansheng knew that there would be such a result.
"Xiao Chen, don't come over either."
Wang Zibo said sadly: "You have comforted me twice in a row. I am really embarrassed to bother you again tonight."
"You don't have to worry about that."
Chen Hansheng paused and said: "I have no intention of moving my butt at all. I have lost so much in business, so I can only earn some living expenses for my roommates by playing cards. , I can barely maintain my life like this."
"Then, I'll die."
Wang Zibo said with some uncertainty, he actually didn't want to die.
"Dududu..."
Chen Hansheng took the initiative to press the call button.
Listening to the blind tone on the phone, Wang Zibo suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. It was still very hot during the day in late October in Jianye, but it felt a little like autumn at night, with a hint of coolness.
On a round table in the Aegean Music Restaurant and Bar, Huang Huizheng and a few friends were toasting and drinking with a cheerful smile on their faces.
Wang Zibo felt sour again. Huang Hui had never behaved like this in front of him. In contrast, it further confirmed that Huang Hui's love affair with him seemed to be just a perfunctory one.
Through the glass window, Wang Zibo saw Huang Hui standing up again, and she staggered to the table of foreign men next door.
They didn’t know what they said, but there was a ghost guy who was drinking with Huang Hui with a smile, and put his curly arm on Huang Hui’s shoulder dishonestly.
"What a fool!"
Wang Zibo was about to rush in and fight the ghost, but after taking a few steps, he slowly stopped.
Because Huang Hui didn't mind at all, she even took out the mobile phone Wang Zibo bought for her and exchanged numbers with the ghost guy.
At this moment, Wang Zibo suddenly hated the three people very much.
First of all, this ghost guy. This was only 2004, and foreigners still had a high status in the country.
Wang Zibo remembers that around 2000, a group of Americans came to Hong Kong City No. 1 Middle School for academic exchanges. At that time, many students gathered around them to observe them as if they had encountered a rare object.
However, there are exceptions. Xiao Chen seems to have always looked down upon foreigners.
Especially after entering college, Chen Hansheng said unabashedly: "As long as I am the president of the student union for a day, the foreign exchange students at the University of Finance and Economics will be grandsons for a day. Who the hell is pretending to show off? I Kill whoever you want!"
Probably because there are so few exchange students at the University of Finance and Economics. They are very low-key, and they are really the younger brothers in terms of seniority in the school.
Wang Zibo is not surprised. With Chen HanHe has the character of being "the boss of heaven and the second child of me" and is not stingy. It is normal for him to look down on everyone.
Secondly, I hate Huang Hui.
Because Huang Hui took the initiative to drink with others. Probably in Huang Hui's world view, if you can have one or two foreigners as friends, this is something worth showing off.
It is almost conceivable that Huang Hui can inadvertently say such a sentence when going out to parties in the future.
"When I was chatting with Ja that day, he talked about China's economy..."
He mixed a little English into the chat, which instantly improved his personality.
The last one, Wang Zibo hates himself.
Fa Xiao Chen Hansheng has clearly pointed out that Huang Hui is a low-end green tea, but he seems to be obsessed with it, trying desperately to get close to Huang Hui again and again, and willingly giving her money again and again.
This does not seem to be love, but more of a fascination with the feeling of being with her.
Huang Hui is definitely not the top beauties like Shen Youchu and Xiao Rongyu, and she is far from it, but she happens to be Wang Zibo's favorite type. Her every move and smile can touch Wang Zibo's heart.
However, no matter how good the dream is, it is just a dream, and it will eventually wake up.
Wang Zibo sat down on the road opposite the "Aegean Music Restaurant and Bar", where he could still see Huang Hui and her crazy state after drinking.
"If Sister Xiaohui and I break up, will I be sad?"
This idea came to Wang Zibo's mind naturally.
The thought of never seeing Huang Hui again made Wang Zibo feel empty in his heart. Just the feeling of cramping could make him suffocate.
I have experienced this kind of sadness before, but tonight Wang Zibo also experienced a different feeling.
Relaxation.
Although he was sad, Wang Zibo suddenly felt that a big mountain pressing on him suddenly disappeared.
He didn't want to lie to himself. When he thought of breaking up with Huang Hui, he seemed to have lost a piece of baggage on his back.
"Probably, I am also very tired."
As soon as Wang Zibo raised his head, tears fell down unconsciously.
He moved to a more private place, not wanting strangers passing by to see him crying.
After sitting like this for who knows how long, the party between Huang Hui and her friends finally ended. They stood at the door of the bar waiting for a taxi. Huang Hui was a little drunk and staggered, leaning on a On female friends.
Wang Zibo took out his mobile phone and hesitated to call Huang Hui.
Huang Hui glanced at the phone screen and hung up.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call, please call again later..."
At this time, Wang Zibo's head was empty, he was mechanically He hit me again sexually.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call, please call again later..."
When the third call was made, Wang Zibo saw Huang Hui stuffing the phone into her bag. This time the voice prompt changed to: "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off."
At this time , a friend helped Huang Hui stop a taxi. Before Huang Hui got in the car, she didn't forget to give the ghost a hug.
Huang Hui didn’t know that Wang Zibo was sitting opposite, or that Wang Zibo had been sitting in the bushes for a long time.
It wasn't until the waiters at "Aegean" began to close the door and the entire 1912 bar street turned from noisy to quiet that Wang Zibo stood up with difficulty and left with a staggering step.
He did not go back to the dormitory and found a nearby Internet cafe.
After joining QQ, Wang Zibo clicked on Huang Hui’s dialog box, and memories came to his mind bit by bit.
They met on the train, but the real confession was through QQ.
So, when Wang Zibo typed the words "Let's break up", he finally couldn't hold it back and cried loudly on the keyboard full of soot and greasy.
Start across the screen;
Like across the screen;
Break up across the screen;
Lost across the screen.
At this moment, Wang Zibo did not feel sorry for Huang Hui, but felt sorry for his parents who worked hard in Hong Kong City.
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"Hey, hey, classmate, wake up."
The next morning, the network administrator woke up Wang Zibo.
Wang Zibo cried and fell asleep last night without closing the chat box. The network administrator came over to see everything clearly.
In fact, network administrators are not surprised. There are many college students like this nowadays. They don’t play games or watch movies. They say on QQ that they cry loudly after breaking up. They are typical online dating contestants.
Wang Zibo woke up confused and saw the network administrator standing nearby. His first reaction was to close QQ. After all, it was too embarrassing for outsiders to see, although Huang Hui did not reply.
However, just when he clicked to close the chat box, Wang Zibo was suddenly stunned for a moment. Huang Hui actually replied to the message.
Huang Hui is accustomed to using red fonts when chatting on QQ. At this time, a red word "good" caught Wang Zibo's eyes.
There is only one word and no content, but if it is connected with the previous sentence, it will be a completed story.
"Let's break up."
"Okay."
Wang Zibo took a deep breath. He didn't want the network administrator to watch the fun, so he got off the plane and left.
The morning sun was very dazzling. Wang Zibo stood at the door of the Internet cafe, squinting his eyelashes and trying to adapt. When his whole body was warmed by the sun from the inside out, an unprecedented sense of happiness came over him. heart.
"Xiao Chen, Huang Hui and I broke up."
Wang Zibo called Chen Hansheng.
"Oh, did you kick Huang Hui?"
Chen Hansheng asked.
Wang Zibo thought about itThinking about it, he said seriously: "Yes, I kicked him."
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