Reign of the Hunters

Chapter 99 Reactions (3)

Mo looked at the posts on the monitor, and for a moment, she felt that her world had completely collapsed.

The person in the photo on the post is the person she deeply remembers in her heart, is the person she deeply engraved in her heart over and over again, even if one day he turns to ash, he will never forget, even if one day, old, even if one day, at the end of her life, she will not forget.

But how can a man like that, how can he do this to her? How can you take pictures like this and put them online? She's humble enough. She's pathetic enough. Even though she heard about him and that woman, she still hasn't asked anything, has she? She's still waiting in that quietest corner for him, isn't she? She knew that she was deceiving herself, but she didn't ask much, as long as he didn't admit it for one day, and as long as he didn't leave for another day, she would wait here.

But why? Why is this happening?

Mo definitely doesn't believe he doesn't know what he's thinking, he definitely doesn't believe he can really ignore his years of devotion, but how can he do something like this that makes her so heartbroken? How could he bear to leave such a photograph in the sky and leave himself with a place to breathe? Even his silent love has become forbidden?

Mo stood up, looking up to cry, but his eyes dried up like the Sahara desert, without even a tear. Has she cried so many tears for him over the years, so much so that it all dries up...

What are we gonna do now? Mo stood in the house blinking helplessly, suddenly she remembered, didn't she just decide to take a shower? Aren't you going to take a bath and open a copy of the book? Even if she's not here today, she'll still wait for him, won't she?

The water spilled in the shower was maxed out, and in the hot tub, it felt unspeakable cold. Whatever she did, whatever she wanted, it seemed that the whole time had stopped at the moment the photograph was printed in her blindfold, and it had never passed.

In the photograph, the gentle, low brow angle of the man, it seemed like a smile, perfectly blended together to form such a beautiful picture. But why has she never seen anything like it? How could he give another woman such an unreserved look without even seeing her face?

Mo felt that her heart ached so much that the pain was numb. The feeling of numbness began to spread from her left chest all the time, all the way to the limb wreckage, to the five viscera six hearts, as if from that moment on, her whole person had no life.

Hot water flowed into her eyes, the tingling was terrible, she held her fist tightly, and smashed the tile wall hard. There seemed to be something in her heart that had to burst out, causing her to tear her heart and lungs to scream: “Why are you doing this to me! You have no right to do this to me!! ”

The water from the shower continued to flow down, pouring it on her head, pouring it on her body, seemingly melting her body down and down.

When Mo walked out of the bathroom, she didn't know how long it had been. She stood quietly next to the big mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. In the mirror of that order, there was a beautiful woman with dark black hair, almond-like eyes, tall, strong nose and small lips, her skin white, her thin waist and limbs, and her legs long. Such a woman, who seems to be God's most perfect work, is a great temptation to stand before any man.

Mo tried to make a few sexy gestures, no mistake, she wasn't ugly, she was even rarely pretty, the shadow in the mirror honestly told herself that such a perfect body fascinated anyone. But why not him?

Two steps forward, Mo stood beside the mirror and completely affixed her red * naked body to the ice-cold mirror. It seemed that only the icy touch made her feel like she was alone and a living person.

“Why... why... why can't you look at me? I gave it to you for nothing. You didn't even want to reach out and catch it. Why...” Mo just felt dizzy and swollen. She took a few steps back, then sat on the couch with one butt, and the smoothness fell. Look quietly at the ceiling for a while and feel like you no longer want to live. But did he just die? No, no, she doesn't want to die like this. She's not afraid to die. She's just afraid that she'll die like this. Even a single person won't tell the news in the next year. That's what's really wrong with her. She didn't leave a trace of his life from beginning to end.

If one day she must die, then she must let the seniors remember her, remember her for the rest of her life, preferably trapped in her own cause of death for the rest of her life, and never get out.

And they're the only ones who can bring this news to the current year.

Mo struggled to get up, touched the phone from the coffee table, and then called Liao Dandan (the real name of the sour apple).

At this moment, Liao Dandan is happily busy in the kitchenette. Recently, the book series has behaved very well, so today she intends to make a table to comfort him with his favorite dishes. She hummed a song, washed her vegetables, prepared a pan, and whispered to the book series studying strategy in the study: "Hubby! Would you like dessert for dinner? ”

The book series is focusing on the research strategy. Hearing his wife's call, he hastily replied: "The wife is convenient and the best, you are guided by the wife's lack of hard work. ”

Liao Dandan in the kitchen hey laughed a few times, for the use of sweet words such as Square Book, smiled with a smile: “Eat mango pudding for dessert that night ~ ~"

“Yes!” Fang Series absolutely obeys his wife's leadership, and his wife says whatever she wants. He was in a good mood, although he was washed again today by the same guy in his senior year, but when he got a copy from his mailbox that was sorted out in his senior year, all his frustrations with that little bit of him disappeared.

The square book that was looking at the offensive focus was frightened by Liao Dandan's telephone. The suddenly ringing telephone bell sounded a little like an aspiring ghost. He exhaled. He reached out and took the telephone from the desk and looked at the electricity display, and it said something about it.

The book clung in the heart. To be honest, the phone call he was most afraid of was this moody phone call. Every time she called, it didn't seem like a good thing for the book series, either let him transfer to the middle of the year, or let his wife accompany her, or create trouble for herself.

God knows, for this woman, his relationship with the current year has become very uncomfortable, she is unconscious, repeatedly to harass herself, can't she think about her difficulties?

Why are you calling today? Is it because of something on the World Channel? Seriously, she does not not not not not not not not not not know what the son is looking at in the middle of the year, if he has to choose to wait, then wait honestly, still call her wife to complain about suffering! I chose them all anyway. Isn't he the one who forced her to like her new year?

Liao Dandan seemed to hear the phone ringing, so he asked, "Honey, is it my phone ringing again? ”

Fang Series frowned, I really didn't want to say yes, but since Liao Dandan had already asked, he could not continue to hide it, so he answered in a sullen voice: “Yes! Mo Mo's phone! ”

“Mo?” Liao Dandan frowned, Mo Jing has been quite quiet lately, rarely to disturb himself, because everyone is playing the game, what was directly solved in the game, now less than two hours before the two of us left, why did you call again, what happened?

When I think of it, Liao Dandan couldn't help but sigh herself, hoping it wasn't about the current year. As long as it wasn't about the current year, she was willing to talk to Mo, but if it was about the current year, Liaodan was really 10,000 unwilling to talk about it. She reached out and turned off the fire, quickly walking to the study, only to see her phone thrown in a chair by a series of books, and he was looking at the strategy.

“Why don't you get it for me?” Liao Dandan sighed when he walked into the study and the phone stopped.

“I'm too lazy to talk to her. What am I supposed to say in case I have to find another senior year? Speak for yourself. ”

“Say what! The phone's hanging up. ”

“She'll call again.” Fang Series read the phone, sucked his nose, and didn't care about Liaodan anymore.

If not, the phone immediately rang again, Liao Dandan hastily picked it up, she didn't even say the word, and heard a sharp voice from the handset: “Dandan! Even you won't answer my phone!! Don't you have to be like the next year? ”

“What's wrong with you? I was cooking, my husband was taking a bath, and when I came in, your phone was dead.” Liao Dandan was also a little upset when he heard the unhappy tone. “What's the matter? ”

“Dandan...” Hearing the other person explain, the mood calmed slightly, she sighed faintly and muttered like a ghost: "This time, I really can't live. ”

“What are you talking about!” Liao Dandan was frightened and hastily said: "Don't do anything stupid! ”

Mo chuckled: “Silly thing, I sent those pictures in the forum in the middle of the year. Didn't you force me to die? ”

“Forums? Photos?” Liao Dandan was mysterious, she read the books of the square series, and the book of the square series was also not understood, but the forum was opened immediately to see what the so-called photographs were. “What more do you say? ”

“Nothing.” Mo sighed: “Dan Dan, for all these years, my dear sister, I really appreciate you. Now, I'm leaving. Take care.” Come on, Mo didn't wait for Liao Dandan to react and hung up immediately.

Liao Dandan was unbeknownst and shouted, “Mo, don't do anything stupid! Mo Mo, don't hang up! Listen to me! Hey, hey, hey!” Until there was a beep beep breaking line in his ear, Liao Dandan put down his phone and looked at the series of books with horror and said: “It's over, it's over...”

“What's the matter?” Fang Series has found the post, is using the function of "just look at the owner” to quickly browse the entire post, soon he saw the photo, the photo last year actually held the son's unforgettable kiss, which made Fang Series bibliography stunned.

Not to say how big the scale of the picture is, but he has never had such intimate behavior towards any woman in the past year, even if it is a game, even if it is a holographic game, he is distant and polite to all women, such behavior is truly groundbreaking for the first time!

Liao Dandandan also found the photograph. As soon as she pushed the book of formula forward, she looked at it. Just a glance, she had already found out why she was so shady and strange: “This is the current year and the son ghost...”

“Yes..." Fang Series is still in a shock, too shocked. I actually kissed a woman in the middle of the year. No, this statement is really misleading. It should be said that I can actually do this to a woman in the middle of the year. It's really, really...

“It's a fart!” Liao Dandan slapped on the head of the book series and rushed towards the bedroom.

“What is it?” Fang Series watches his wife busy.

“I'm going to Momo's!” Liao Dandan was looking for clothes, and the other side of the book said, “Call Liu Yiu. ”

“What! Why call the next year? If you want to go, I'm not calling that Sha Xing! You're not the one who made me call the seniors for the moody thing!” The scalp of the book series of things to talk about in the next year is numb.

“Mo was in a bad mood. I must have seen these pictures. What she meant by that was that she was going to kill herself. I have to go check it out. You have to notify Liu Yi quickly.” Liao Dandan changed his clothes with seven hands and eight feet, and could not speak to Fang Jung in detail.

“What? Suicide? Now that she's in the United States, who is she showing this show to? Stop messing with us, will you?” Fang Series shouted out in surprise, but he complained more than he was surprised.

“Cut the crap and hit it.” Mo Wei finished wearing it and walked out the door quickly. He locked the door and ran downstairs.

And the book series could only admit to picking up the phone and informing the American seniority that he was reluctant to deal with. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)