Mo Leng stared at the post on her monitor. For a moment, she felt as if her world had crumbled.
The person in the photo was someone she had deeply engraved in her heart over and over again. Even if he turned into ashes one day, she would never forget him. Even if she grew old one day, even if she reached the end of her life one day, she would never forget him.
But how could someone like him do this to her? How could he take such a photo and post it on the internet? She was already humble enough, she was already pitiful enough. Even if she had heard the rumors about him and that woman, she still didn't ask anything, did she? She was still waiting for him in the quietest corner of her life. She knew that she was lying to herself, but she didn't ask for much. As long as he didn't admit it, as long as he didn't leave, she would wait for him here.
But why? Why?!
Mo Leng refused to believe that he did not know what she was thinking. She refused to believe that he would turn a blind eye to all the sacrifices she had made over the years. But … But how could he do such a thing to her? How could he bear to let such a photo flood the internet? Can't he just leave me a place to breathe? Could it be that even her silent love for him had become a taboo?
Mo Leng staggered to her feet. She raised her head and wanted to cry, but her eyes were as dry as the Sahara Desert. There were no tears left. Had she cried too many tears for him all these years, so much so that they had all dried up?
What should I do now? Mo Leng stood in the room and blinked her eyes helplessly. Suddenly, she remembered that she had decided to take a shower. Wasn't she going to explore a dungeon with Fang Congshu and the others? Even if Fleeting Time was not here today, she would still wait for him, right?
Mo Leng turned the water on full blast. She could feel an indescribable chill in the steamy bathroom. It was as if no matter what she did, no matter what she thought, time would always stop at the moment she saw the photo.
In the photo, the man's gentle drooping eyebrows and that faint smile perfectly blended together to form such a beautiful picture. But why have I never seen such a picture before?! Such a scene, such a scene that even she had never seen before, such an expression that she had never seen before, how could he give it to another woman without holding back!
Mo Leng's heart was in so much pain that it had gone numb. The numbness spread from the left side of her chest to her limbs and organs. It was as if she had lost all signs of life from that moment onwards.
The hot water flowed into her eyes, stinging her eyes. Mo Leng clenched her fists tightly and slammed them on the tile wall. There seemed to be something in her heart that was about to explode. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "Why did you do this to me? Why?! What right do you have to do this to me?! "
The water from the shower was still pouring down on Mo Leng's head and body. She felt as if her body was about to melt.
Mo Leng She did not know how much time had passed when she finally walked out of the bathroom. She stood quietly beside the big mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. There was a beautiful woman in the mirror. She had black hair, almond-shaped eyes, a high nose bridge, and small lips. Her skin was fair, her waist was slender, and her legs were long and slender. Such a woman seemed to be God's most perfect creation. No matter who stood in front of her, she was a huge temptation.
Mo Leng tried to strike a few sexy poses. There was no mistake. She was not ugly. In fact, she was beautiful. The reflection in the mirror told herself honestly that such a perfect body could make anyone fall for her. But, but why was he not included?
Mo Leng took two steps forward and stood beside the mirror. She pressed her naked body against the cold surface of the mirror. It was as if the cold touch of the mirror was the only thing that made her feel that she was a human, a living person.
"Why … Why … Why can't you look at me? I'm giving it to you for free, but you don't even want to take it. Why … "Mo Leng felt dizzy. She took a few steps back and sat down on the sofa. Then, she fell down. She stared at the ceiling for a long time, and she felt that she did not want to live anymore. But, am I going to die just like that? No, no, I don't want to die just like that. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to tell him about my death. I'll be the one who will be wronged. I won't even leave a single mark in his life.
If I have to die one day, I'll make sure that he remembers me for the rest of his life. I'll make sure that he remembers me for the rest of his life. It'll be best if he'll be trapped in the cause of my death for the rest of his life.
And they were the only ones who could bring the news to him.
Mo Leng struggled to get up and grabbed her phone from the coffee table. She then gave Liao Dandan (Sour Apple's real name) a call.
At that moment, Liao Dandan was busy in the kitchen. Fang Congshu had been behaving well lately, and Liao Dandan decided to make him some of his favorite dishes as a token of appreciation. She hummed a tune as she washed the vegetables. She then called out to Fang Congshu, who was studying a guide in his study, "Honey! Do you want some dessert for dinner? "
Fang Congshu was in the midst of studying the guide when he heard his wife's sudden call, "It's best if it's convenient for my wife. Everything you do is to make sure that it's not tiring for you."
Liao Dandan chuckled in the kitchen. She was very pleased with Fang Congshu's sweet words, "Then we'll have Mango Pudding for dessert tonight ~"
"Okay!" Fang Congshu obeyed his wife's every command. He was in a good mood. Even though he was once again humiliated by Fleeting Time, his dissatisfaction towards Fleeting Time vanished when he received the dungeon guide that Fleeting Time had compiled from his mailbox.
Fang Congshu, who was engrossed in reading the strategy guide, was startled by Liao Dandan's phone ringing. He let out a sigh of relief and picked up the phone from his desk. Mo Leng's name was displayed on the screen.
Fang Congshu's heart skipped a beat. To be honest, he was most afraid of receiving a call from Mo Leng. Every time she called, it would be something bad. She would either ask him to pass a message to Fleeting Time, or ask his wife to accompany Mo Leng, or cause trouble for him.
His relationship with Fleeting Time had been strained because of Mo Leng, and yet she was still harassing him time and time again. Does she not know that she's in trouble?
Why did she call me today? Is it because of what happened in the World Channel? Seriously, it's not like she doesn't know that Fleeting Time likes Gongzi You. If she's going to wait, then she should just wait. Why is she calling my wife to complain? It's her own choice anyway. Am I the one who forced her to like Fleeting Time?
Liao Dandan could hear her phone ringing, "Hubby, is my phone ringing again?"
Fang Congshu frowned. He did not want to agree, but since Liao Dandan had already asked, there was no reason for him to hide the truth any longer. "Yes," he replied in a muffled voice. It's Mo Leng! "
"Mo Leng?" Liao Dandan frowned. Mo Leng had been quiet recently and rarely bothered her. Since they were both in the game, they could solve their problems in the game. It had been less than two hours since they left. Why would she call again? Did something happen? Liao Dandan wondered.
Liao Dandan let out a sigh at the thought. She could only hope that it was not about Fleeting Time. Liao Dandan was willing to talk to Mo Leng as long as it was not about Fleeting Time. But she would never talk about Fleeting Time. She turned off the fire and quickly made her way to the study. Fang Congshu had tossed her phone on a chair and was reading a guide.
"Why don't you answer it for me?" Liao Dandan just walked into the study, the phone stopped, which made Liao Dandan sigh.
"I don't want to waste my time talking to her. What if she wants me to talk to Fleeting Time again? Tell her yourself. "
"What's there to talk about? She's already hung up. "
"She'll call again." Fang Congshu sniffed and ignored Liao Dandan.
As expected, the phone rang again. Liao Dandan picked it up immediately, but before she could say anything, Mo Leng's shrill voice came from the other end, "Dandan! Are you not going to pick up my calls too? Are you going to end up like Fleeting Time? "
"What's wrong with you? I was cooking and my husband was in the shower. You've already hung up by the time I came in." Liao Dandan was annoyed by Mo Leng's hostile tone. "What's wrong?"
"Dandan …" Mo Leng's emotions calmed down a little after hearing Fang Congshu's explanation. She let out a sigh and mumbled like a ghost, "I really can't live this time."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Liao Dandan was shocked and quickly said, "Don't do anything stupid!"
Mo Leng let out a chuckle, "Stupid? Fleeting Time has already posted those pictures on the forums. Isn't that just asking for my death?"
"Forums? Pictures? " Liao Dandan was confused. She looked at Fang Congshu, who was also confused. He immediately opened up the forums to check out the pictures. "What are you talking about?"
"Nothing." Mo Leng let out a sigh, "Dandan, we've been good friends for so many years. I'm really grateful to you. I'll be leaving now. Take care." With that, Mo Leng hung up the phone before Liao Dandan could even react.
Liao Dandan was confused by her words. She kept shouting, "Mo Leng, don't do anything stupid! Mo Leng, don't hang up the phone! Listen to me! Hey! Hey! " Liao Dandan only put down the phone when the call was disconnected. She stared at Fang Congshu in horror, "It's over … It's over …"
"What's wrong?" Fang Congshu's eyes widened in shock when he saw the picture of Fleeting Time kissing Gongzi You passionately. Fang Congshu's eyes widened when he saw the picture of Fleeting Time kissing Gongzi You.
Fleeting Time had never behaved so intimately with a woman before. Even in a game, even in a VR game, Fleeting Time had always been courteous and distant. This was the first time he had ever acted so intimately with a woman.
Liao Dandan immediately pushed Fang Congshu aside and took a closer look at the photo, "This is … Fleeting Time and Gongzi You …" She immediately understood the reason behind Mo Leng's reaction.
"That's right …" Fang Congshu was still in a state of shock. Fleeting Time was kissing a woman. No, that's not the right way to describe it. Fleeting Time was actually kissing a woman. That's really …
"That's my ass!" Liao Dandan slapped Fang Congshu's head and rushed into the bedroom.
"What's going on?" Fang Congshu looked at his busy wife.
"I'm going to Mo Leng's place!" Liao Dandan instructed Fang Congshu as she searched for her clothes, "Give Fleeting Time a call."
"What? Why should I give him a call? You can go if you want, but I'm not going to call that jinx! I can't believe you want me to call Fleeting Time because of Mo Leng! "Fang Congshu's scalp went numb at the mention of Mo Leng's incident.
"Mo Leng must have seen the pictures. She's trying to commit suicide. I need to go and have a look. Inform Fleeting Time as soon as possible." Liao Dandan hastily changed her clothes. She did not have the time to inform Fang Congshu.
"What? That can't be! Suicide? Can't Mo Leng come up with something new? Fleeting Time is in America! Who is she putting on this show for? Can you please stop messing with us? "Fang Congshu yelled in surprise, but he was more upset than surprised.
"Cut the crap and make the call." Mo Leng was already dressed. She quickly walked out of the room, locked the door with a bang, and ran downstairs.
Fang Congshu had no choice but to make a call to Fleeting Time in the United States to relay the news that he did not want to hear. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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