Reign of the Hunters: Reaction (3)

Meng Moling looked at the post on the monitor. For a moment, she felt that her world had completely collapsed.

The photo in the post is the one she deeply remembers in her heart, the one she deeply engraved in her heart over and over. Even if he becomes gray one day, he will never forget it. Even if one day she grows old, even if one day she comes to the end of her life, she will never forget.

But how can such a person, how can she treat her like this? How can I take such a picture and put it on the Internet? She was humble enough, she was pathetic enough, even if she had heard rumors about him and that woman for a long time, but she still asked nothing, didn't she?

She is still standing in the quietest corner waiting for him, isn't she? She knew she was a little deceiving herself, but she didn't ask much, as long as he didn't admit it for a day, as long as he didn't leave for a day, she would be waiting for him here.

But why? Why is this happening!

Meng Moling absolutely does not believe that he does not know his own mind, and he absolutely does not believe that he can turn a blind eye to his efforts for many years, but how can he make such a piercing gesture? How could he have the heart to let such photos spread, so could he not leave himself a place to breathe? Hasn't even his own silent love been allowed?

Mo Ling 踉踉跄跄 stood up, raised his head and wanted to marry and cry, but his eyes seemed to be withdrawn from the Hara desert, and there was no tear at all. Isn't she crying for him for so many years that she has so many tears that she's all drained ...

What do you do now? Mo Ling stood in the room and blinked, very helpless. Suddenly she remembered, hadn't she decided to take a bath just now? Aren't you going to take a shower and Fang Shushu, they're wasteland Dungeon? Even if Fleeting Time is not here today, she will still wait for him, won't she?

huā sprinkled water into the hottest bathroom, but Mo Ling felt cold all over him. It seems that no matter what she does or whatever she thinks, the whole time still stops at the moment when the photo is printed in her eyes, never passed.

In the photo, the gentle, drooping eyebrows of that man, the seemingly seemingly inexhaustible smile, are perfectly integrated to form such a beautiful picture. But such a picture, why has she never seen it! Such a picture, such an expression that she has never seen before, how can he give another woman so unreservedly!

Mo Ling felt that she felt so painful, she felt numb. The numbness began to spread from her left xiōng's canal, and spread to the limbs and bones, to the internal organs, as if from a moment ago. From the beginning, no one of her life existed.

The hot water flowed into her eyes, and the pain was severe. Mo Ling clenched her fist tightly and smashed the tile wall. There seemed to be something out of her heart that made her tear her heart. The cleft lung shouted, "Why do you treat me this way! Why! Do you have any right to treat me this way!" Huā's water is still flowing down, pouring on Mo Ling's head, and pouring it on her body. Seems to melt her all over.

When Mo Ling walked out of the bathroom, she didn't know how long it had been. She stood quietly by the big mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.

In the mirror of that order, there is a beautiful woman with dark hair, almond-like eyes, high tǐng bridge and small mouth chún, her skin is fair, and her r 她 room is full , Her waist is slender, and her twins are slender. Such a woman seems to be the most perfect work of God. No matter who stands in front of any man, it is a huge yòuhuò.

Mo Ling tried to pose a few xìng senses, nothing wrong, she is not ugly, she is even rare, and the shadow in the mirror tells herself honestly, such a perfect body lets Anyone mí. But, why did he not have him?

walked two steps forward, Mo Ling stood on the side of the mirror, and completely attached her red body to the cold mirror. It seemed that only the cold touch made her feel that she was a person. Is a living person.

"Why ... why ... why can't you look at me? I'll give it to you in such a way, you don't even want to reach out to catch it, why?" Mo Ling just felt dizzy With a bulging brain, she took a few steps back, then sat on the sofa with her butt, and fell down. Quietly looking at the sky for a while, Mo Ling felt that he no longer wanted to live.

Hey, is that so dead? No, she does n’t want to die like this. She is not afraid of death. She just fears that she will die like this. She will not even tell Fleeting Time the news. She is really wronged. What traces left in life.

If one day she is going to die, then she must let Fleeting Time remember her, remember her forever, and it ’s better to be trapped in her own cause of death, and never get out.

Well, they are the only ones who can bring this news to Fleeting Time.

Mo Ling struggled to get up, passed mō from the coffee table, and then called Liao Dandan.

At this moment, Liao Dandan is happily busy in the small kitchen. Recently, Fang Congshu has behaved very well, so today she plans to make a table of his favorite dishes and give him a good condolences.

While humming the song, she washes vegetables, ready to go to the pan, and by the way, she whispered to Fang Congshu, who is studying strategies in the study, "husband! Would you like dessert for dinner!"

The Fang Congshu is devoting himself to the research strategy. He suddenly heard the call of his wife, and quickly answered: "Wife is the best, and everything is based on your wife's hard work."

Liao Dandan, who was in the kitchen, smiled a few times. He was very happy with the sweet words mìfang Fang Congshu, and squinted and smiled happily: "Eat dessert mango pudding that night ~"

"Okay!" Fang Congshu absolutely obeyed his wife's leadership, what his wife said was what he said. He was in a good mood. Although he was scrubbed again by the Fleeting Time guy today, when he got the Dungeon strategy from Fleeting Time in the mailbox, all his little dissatisfaction disappeared.

I was watching the Raiders Fang Congshu who was concentrating on it. Liao Dandan's phone flashed. The ringing of the phone suddenly sounded a little bit like a life-saving ghost. He exhaled and reached for the book. I took the phone above and looked at the electric display. It read Moling.

Fang Congshu felt a little in his heart. To be honest, the phone he was most afraid of receiving was this Mo Ling phone call. Every time she called, it seemed to be a bad thing for Fang Congshu. Otherwise, it was just for him to call Fleeting Time, or else Ask your wife to accompany her, or to cause yourself any trouble.

Tian Tian knows that for this woman, his relationship with Fleeting Time is already very harmonious, but she still doesn't realize it, and she repeatedly comes and disturbs herself. Can't she think about her own difficulties?

Why is the phone today? Is it for things on World Channel? Really, she didn't know that Fleeting Time looked at her son's eyes differently. Since she still had to choose to wait, she waited honestly. She also called her to complain about her wife! Anyway, I chose it myself. Could it be that he forced her to like Fleeting Time?

Liao Dandan seemed to hear that the phone was ringing, so he asked, "Husband, is my phone ringing again?"

The Fang Fang series of books frowned, and really didn't want to agree, but since Liao Dandan had already asked it, he couldn't keep concealing, so he answered in a sullen voice: "Yes! Mo Ling's phone!"

"Mo Ling?" Liao Dandan frowned. Recently, Mo Ling has been quiet and rarely disturbs himself, because everyone goes to the game. Anything can be solved directly in the game. Now they are just two people away. Why didn't I call again after I left less than two hours? What happened?

When I thought about it, Liao Dandan couldn't help sighing secretly, I just hope it's not about Fleeting Time. As long as it is not about Fleeting Time, she is willing to talk to Mo Ling, but if it is Fleeting Time, Liao Dandan is really unwilling to talk about it.

She reached out to turn off the fire, walked quickly to the study, and saw her phone dropped by Fang Congshu to the side of the chair. He was watching the guide.

"Why don't you help me pick it up?" Liao Dandan went into the study and the phone stopped, which made Liao Dandan sigh.

"I'm too lazy to talk to her, what if I ask Fleeting Time again? How do you answer it yourself?"

"Say what! The phone is hung up."

"She will call again." Fang Congshu looked at the phone, sucked his nose, and ignored Liao Dandan.

The result is not the same. The phone rang again immediately. Liao Dandan picked it up quickly. She didn't say what she was feeding. She heard the sharp voice of Mo Ling from the receiver: "Dan Dan! You won't even pick me up Phone call !!! Do you want to be like Fleeting Time too! "

"What nerve do you have, I was cooking just now, my husband was taking a bath, and your phone was broken when I came in." Liao Bidan was also upset when he heard Mo Ling's bad tone. "What's wrong?"

"Dan Dan" heard the other party's explanation, Mo Ling's mood was a little calmer, she sighed sighily, and muttered like You hún: "This time, I really can't live It's over. "

"What are you talking about!" Liao Dandan was taken aback and quickly said, "Don't do anything stupid!"

Yi Moling smiled faintly: "Stupid thing, Fleeting Time has posted that kind of photo on the forum. Isn't this driving me to death?"

"Forum? Photo?" Liao Dandan was inexplicable. She looked at Fang Congshu. Fang Congshu didn't understand, but she opened the forum immediately and was ready to see what the so-called photo was. "What more do you say?"

"Nothing." Mo Ling sighed: "Dan Dan, for so many years, we are good sisters, I really thank you, now, I am leaving, take care of you." Say, Mo Ling did not wait for Liao Dandan's response and immediately hung up.

Liao Dandan was said to be inexplicable, but only shouted: "Mo Ling, don't do stupid things! Mo Ling, don't hang up! Listen to me! Hey, hey!" Liao Dandan let off the phone with a beeping voice, and looked at Fang Congshu with a look of horror and said, "It's over, it's over ..."

"What's wrong?" Fang Congshu has found that post and is using "Look at the landlord only"

's function quickly browsed the whole post, and soon he saw the photo, Fleeting Time was actually wrinkled by the wandering son, which made Fang Congshu startled.

I do n’t mean the size of the photos, but Fleeting Time has never acted so intimately with any female, even if it is a game, even a holographic game, he is alienated and polite to all females. It's the first time for a behavior like this now!

Liao Dandan also found the photo. She pushed open the Fang Congshu and rushed forward to look at it, but at a glance, she already knew why Mo Ling was so yīn eccentric: "This is, Fleeting Time and Gongzi You ... ……… ”

"Yeah" Fang Congshu is still in a shock ~ IndoMTL.com ~ is too shocking, Fleeting Time is actually kissing a woman, no, this expression is really misleading, An should say that Fleeting Time can To a woman, really, really ...

"It's a fart!" Liao Dandan patted Fang Gushu's head with a slap, and rushed towards the bedroom.

"Why?" Fang Congshu watched his wife look busy.

"I'll go to Moling!" Liao Dandan, while looking for clothes, told the other book: "Hurry up and call Fleeting Time."

"Why! Why call Fleeting Time! If you want to go, I won't call that evil star! Actually let me call Fleeting Time for Mo Ling's affairs, it's not you who is scolded!" Speaking of telling Fleeting Time about Mo Ling, Fang Congshu's scalp was numb.

"Mo Ling was in a bad mood just now, she must have seen these pictures. What she said meant suicide. I have to go and see. Hurry up and notify Fleeting Time." Liao Dandan changed his clothes in various ways. , Too late to elaborate with Fang Series.

"What? No! Suicide? Could Mo Ling find something new? Now who is Fleeting Time in the United States? Who should she show this act to? Don't toss us or not!" Fang Congshu was surprised Shouted his voice, but he was more complained than surprised.

"No more nonsense, hurry up." Mo Ling had finished wearing Lou, and quickly walked out of the door. He locked the door and ran downstairs.

While Fang Congshu could only take his fate, he informed the Fleeting Time far away in the United States of the news that he was unwilling to deal with it. !! .