The ex-girlfriend is a magical existence.People laughed and said that girlfriends were always temporary, while ex-girlfriends were eternal.
Li Jing no longer belongs to me, and I still feel that there is an unbreakable connection with her.This is not only because of my straight male cancer, but her current boyfriend seems to think so.
After drinking for three rounds, the conversation was in full swing.
Gangzi still held Li Jing tightly in his right hand, and only when the girl moved her chopsticks, she would let her out and pick her up.
The chopsticks only opened a small mouth slightly, and they grabbed a piece of shredded meat like a sparrow pecking at rice, and the owner of the chopsticks was hugged again.
Oops, hot!
Although the girl doesn’t have much appetite, she always has a thick arm on her thin shoulders. Who doesn’t feel uncomfortable?
And she is right. Hangzhou has been promoted to China's furnace city in recent years, so summer is no joke.
Even though the air conditioner was turned on, I drank white wine, and everyone's face was extremely hot.
Jingjing, isn’t you going to get married?Happy!
The girl beat her arm off, and Gangzi still smiled silly, not caring at all.Even the sound was loud.
I quickly pointed my index finger in front of my mouth and signaled to this man who didn't know whether it was happiness or artificiality to speak softly.
Oh, Brother Mu, I forgot that my sister-in-law is sick.
The atmosphere calmed down, and the woman held her forehead with her hands, as if she was unable to drink, and the eyes of the two men drifted to the bedroom next to her.
The door was just a vague cover for breathability.
I got up and walked over gently, confirming that Yating was still asleep, and gave the dining table an OK gesture, and tiptoed back.
Sorry, sorry, I'll keep a little quiet.
I waved my hand and said it was okay.
Li Jing seemed to be really drunk, and she lay on the dining table without moving, leaving only a ball of short hair, like a hedgehog.
Gangzi stretched out his hand again and gently patted the girl's back. He was about to take it back, but he turned a corner and gently caressed the girl's fair neck.
I was even more sure that this unnecessary little move was just a demonstration to my ex-boyfriend.
My name is Du Mu, which is the name of the great poet of the Tang Dynasty.
If I were from Yangzhou or Xi'an, it would be appropriate.
However, I was born in Hengyang and grew up in Changsha. I always had a little strange introduction to myself since I was a child.
However, in high school, Li Jing, a deskmate who was as young as an apple, patted my left shoulder: Du Mu, in fact, you have two poems written in Hunan!
What do I mean have two poems?I still remember my speechless look.At that time, I especially liked this kind of noble expression and felt that I was very cool.
You see, aren’t it all Hunan?The girl took out a delicate book, which neatly copied two five-character poems "Sending Friends to Hunan in Chang'an" and "Sending Xue Zhong to Hunan".
How is that possible?Could it be that any lake in ancient times could be called Hunan?
I took the book and read it in a hurry.
One sentence: The wind and smoke in the south of Chu are lingering in the Hunan shore. One sentence: The one boat goes to Xiaoxiang, which makes my face hurt.
The girl's clear smiling face is still in front of her. When she was a student, she liked me many girls openly and secretly, but she has always been the most special one.
Brother Mu, drink more?
Gangzi, is Li Jing okay?
Gangzi's full name is Chen Songgang, and he is also our high school classmate.
After Jingjing and I broke up, they somehow got together.
I was sad and curious, but I had long lost the qualification to pursue the details.
Now the classmates are retained in love on both sides, so it would be nice to meet. What else should I care about?
But I can't help but feel lost.
I remember that no one in the class called him Brother Gang back then, and they called him Gangzi, which also revealed his status.
How did Jingjing fall into his hands?
She should have drunk too much, just take a break.
Gangzi glanced at him, as if thinking about whether to continue touching his hands or not.
My eyes were withdrawn from that short hair, and my thoughts returned to reality. People still have to look forward.
I glanced at the bedroom again, the door was still empty, but I seemed to see the gentle girl lying quietly inside.
It's Ah, Yating is so good, no worse than Li Jing.
She was obviously having a fever and wanted to turn off this dinner party, but she insisted on letting me meet friends I haven't seen for many years.
If I hadn't been stumped by buying a house, I would have married her.
Brother Mu, they said before that you left NetEase to start a business and made a game. What’s the name?Brother, go to the next one to have fun.
"Incomparable White Snake"?It's just trash...it's broken, so you don't have to play.I picked up the cell phone on the table and put it back.
No way.How can you do poorly?Gangzi raised his wine glass.
I only know what I did.I also raised my glass and Gangzi touched me, and they each had a big mouthful of sip.
Gangzi, who didn’t want to make a good product and become China’s Blizzard Nintendo?But since the project started in 2016, the housing prices in Hangzhou were only 17,000.Once the G20 is opened, there are still many problems with the game that cannot be accessed. The housing price is 25,000 yuan...
I said too quickly and coughed twice.I wanted to find water to drink, but I picked up the wine for no reason, so I started drinking it without caring about it.
Later, the game was launched in a hurry, thinking about listening to players' opinions and gradually improving.What a good guy, the house price has exceeded 30,000 in just a few months.Who has the intention to make games well? How to make money quickly?I had different ideas from my boss, so I simply left and went to NetEase again.
It's okay, you can learn from your mistakes...
Alas, let’s talk about this game. Although it is the background story of the Legend of White Snake, it doesn’t have to be called Wushuang. It’s clearly just to get it...
Gangzi didn't look at me, but he had already looked at Li Jing again.Haha, it’s rare that I complained a lot, and I just politely treated me.He patted Li Jing again, as if confirming the girl's reaction.
Brother Mu…
What's wrong?
The girl didn't move at all, and Gangzi took another sip of wine, clearly raising her courage.I was a little nervous before I could speak.
You and Jingjing back then...
Um?I sat upright, but Gangzi lowered his head and dared to look at the table.He looks very ordinary and is so timid, he is really not charming at all.
Just you two...have you done it back then?
I took off my glasses, yelled, and began to wipe the lenses with a tissue, wondering if I could hide my shock.
What have you done?
The lenses were originally quite clean, but the tissues kept falling off with debris, and the more they wiped, the dirtier it became.
What else can you do, that... that does... make love Ah?
Listening to Gangzi's guilty tone, I relaxed so tightly that I even felt a little bit of joy and contempt.
I did all the tricks you can think of, and I did it with Li Jing back then.
But I still pretend to be unhappy on my face.
Ask what this is for!
Brother Mu, it’s all over, I don’t care what happened to you before.I was just curious, but every time I asked Jingjing, she was angry...
Jingjing is angry?Then I can't say anything else.
I became more and more proud, and even my name changed.I also remembered Jingjing's shy appearance naked.
You don’t want to say it, have you done it?Gangzi raised his finger and pointed at me, looking like he was solving the case, his eyes as big as a light bulb.
Don’t think about plagiarizing me. Since you don’t care, don’t ask!If you have the ability, you will ask when Jingjing wakes up!I reached out and pressed his arm, and the light bulb went out bit by bit due to my power.
A baby boy, like a pig, dares to do this with me.
Oh, I'm drunk too much... I'll go and have a rest... Brother Mu, don't mind...
I let go of my hand, and Gangzi shaking up, then fell on the sofa.The hedgehog on the table and the dead pig on the sofa. How can this couple go back in a while?
I also got up and went to the bathroom. I thought it would be convenient to see what Yating was doing.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered, before I could bring the door up, a thin female body and a face with rain were squeezed into the crack of the door.
Li Jing...
How could he ask such a question!
The girl cried out loudly.I subconsciously wanted to find the paper to draw, but the girl blocked the door and simply went to the toilet to tear off a few pieces of toilet paper and handed it over.
Jingjing... Gangzi is not...
The girl hugged me, and a familiar feeling came to her face.
Gangzi didn't mean that, he drank too much...
I didn't refuse, and Jingjing didn't reply.After a while, the girl raised her head and looked stubborn.
Brother Mu, doesn’t he care?We are doing it here, now!Like it was back then...
Jingjing broke away from her arms, turned her hand and lifted up her top, revealing the white bra on the right.I hurriedly hugged her again, trying to extinguish her burning trembling.
Jingjing, he is sorry for you when he says these bastards, but do you want to be sorry for him?
The flame in his arms was a little weaker and he was still struggling to death.
I can't be sorry to Yating!
I poured water directly, and the fire finally went out.I gently stroked the girl's hair and stroked it like I had done countless times.After so many years, I still have this refreshing short hair.
Sorry, Brother Mu!I...I've drunk too much...
It was the same excuse as Gangzi, and I laughed like a lifetime after the disaster.
Jingjing left my arms, tidyed up her clothes, and then washed her face in front of the mirror.
I went out quietly and called a express train for the couple who were messy before they got married.
When Jingjing and I stuffed the drunk Gangzi into the car, we went to take care of Yating without looking back.
Is it that important to have done it or not?
Although nothing really happened, I was still secretly happy that I could make my old love throw myself into my arms.If Yating, who was sleeping in the bed in front of me, was still sick and heartbreaking, I would have laughed out loud.
Or is this important because my ex-boyfriend is me?
My narcissism seems to be unstoppable.
I re-cooled and wrung the towel on Yating's forehead and put it back. I was still admiring the twisted but charming eyebrows under the towel.
I have never asked Yating if she is a virgin. Judging from her passionate and unrestrained performance in bed, it probably isn't.
She didn't ask me, but there was no need to ask?
Whenever I rush around and send her to the peak, Yating will always scold me, you bastard, as if you want to spray all your happiness in the air. This is often the most proud moment.
She rolled her eyes and was full of slutty. She must have understood that a bastard could not have harmed her and a woman. Her skills were naturally developed from other women.
I will go back to her house next week, I hope Yating will get better soon.
When I think of her mother, I repeat the complaints I made an hour ago in my mind.
It would be great if you don’t need to buy a house when you get married.
At least don't buy it from Hangzhou city.
Li Jing no longer belongs to me, and I still feel that there is an unbreakable connection with her.This is not only because of my straight male cancer, but her current boyfriend seems to think so.
After drinking for three rounds, the conversation was in full swing.
Gangzi still held Li Jing tightly in his right hand, and only when the girl moved her chopsticks, she would let her out and pick her up.
The chopsticks only opened a small mouth slightly, and they grabbed a piece of shredded meat like a sparrow pecking at rice, and the owner of the chopsticks was hugged again.
Oops, hot!
Although the girl doesn’t have much appetite, she always has a thick arm on her thin shoulders. Who doesn’t feel uncomfortable?
And she is right. Hangzhou has been promoted to China's furnace city in recent years, so summer is no joke.
Even though the air conditioner was turned on, I drank white wine, and everyone's face was extremely hot.
Jingjing, isn’t you going to get married?Happy!
The girl beat her arm off, and Gangzi still smiled silly, not caring at all.Even the sound was loud.
I quickly pointed my index finger in front of my mouth and signaled to this man who didn't know whether it was happiness or artificiality to speak softly.
Oh, Brother Mu, I forgot that my sister-in-law is sick.
The atmosphere calmed down, and the woman held her forehead with her hands, as if she was unable to drink, and the eyes of the two men drifted to the bedroom next to her.
The door was just a vague cover for breathability.
I got up and walked over gently, confirming that Yating was still asleep, and gave the dining table an OK gesture, and tiptoed back.
Sorry, sorry, I'll keep a little quiet.
I waved my hand and said it was okay.
Li Jing seemed to be really drunk, and she lay on the dining table without moving, leaving only a ball of short hair, like a hedgehog.
Gangzi stretched out his hand again and gently patted the girl's back. He was about to take it back, but he turned a corner and gently caressed the girl's fair neck.
I was even more sure that this unnecessary little move was just a demonstration to my ex-boyfriend.
My name is Du Mu, which is the name of the great poet of the Tang Dynasty.
If I were from Yangzhou or Xi'an, it would be appropriate.
However, I was born in Hengyang and grew up in Changsha. I always had a little strange introduction to myself since I was a child.
However, in high school, Li Jing, a deskmate who was as young as an apple, patted my left shoulder: Du Mu, in fact, you have two poems written in Hunan!
What do I mean have two poems?I still remember my speechless look.At that time, I especially liked this kind of noble expression and felt that I was very cool.
You see, aren’t it all Hunan?The girl took out a delicate book, which neatly copied two five-character poems "Sending Friends to Hunan in Chang'an" and "Sending Xue Zhong to Hunan".
How is that possible?Could it be that any lake in ancient times could be called Hunan?
I took the book and read it in a hurry.
One sentence: The wind and smoke in the south of Chu are lingering in the Hunan shore. One sentence: The one boat goes to Xiaoxiang, which makes my face hurt.
The girl's clear smiling face is still in front of her. When she was a student, she liked me many girls openly and secretly, but she has always been the most special one.
Brother Mu, drink more?
Gangzi, is Li Jing okay?
Gangzi's full name is Chen Songgang, and he is also our high school classmate.
After Jingjing and I broke up, they somehow got together.
I was sad and curious, but I had long lost the qualification to pursue the details.
Now the classmates are retained in love on both sides, so it would be nice to meet. What else should I care about?
But I can't help but feel lost.
I remember that no one in the class called him Brother Gang back then, and they called him Gangzi, which also revealed his status.
How did Jingjing fall into his hands?
She should have drunk too much, just take a break.
Gangzi glanced at him, as if thinking about whether to continue touching his hands or not.
My eyes were withdrawn from that short hair, and my thoughts returned to reality. People still have to look forward.
I glanced at the bedroom again, the door was still empty, but I seemed to see the gentle girl lying quietly inside.
It's Ah, Yating is so good, no worse than Li Jing.
She was obviously having a fever and wanted to turn off this dinner party, but she insisted on letting me meet friends I haven't seen for many years.
If I hadn't been stumped by buying a house, I would have married her.
Brother Mu, they said before that you left NetEase to start a business and made a game. What’s the name?Brother, go to the next one to have fun.
"Incomparable White Snake"?It's just trash...it's broken, so you don't have to play.I picked up the cell phone on the table and put it back.
No way.How can you do poorly?Gangzi raised his wine glass.
I only know what I did.I also raised my glass and Gangzi touched me, and they each had a big mouthful of sip.
Gangzi, who didn’t want to make a good product and become China’s Blizzard Nintendo?But since the project started in 2016, the housing prices in Hangzhou were only 17,000.Once the G20 is opened, there are still many problems with the game that cannot be accessed. The housing price is 25,000 yuan...
I said too quickly and coughed twice.I wanted to find water to drink, but I picked up the wine for no reason, so I started drinking it without caring about it.
Later, the game was launched in a hurry, thinking about listening to players' opinions and gradually improving.What a good guy, the house price has exceeded 30,000 in just a few months.Who has the intention to make games well? How to make money quickly?I had different ideas from my boss, so I simply left and went to NetEase again.
It's okay, you can learn from your mistakes...
Alas, let’s talk about this game. Although it is the background story of the Legend of White Snake, it doesn’t have to be called Wushuang. It’s clearly just to get it...
Gangzi didn't look at me, but he had already looked at Li Jing again.Haha, it’s rare that I complained a lot, and I just politely treated me.He patted Li Jing again, as if confirming the girl's reaction.
Brother Mu…
What's wrong?
The girl didn't move at all, and Gangzi took another sip of wine, clearly raising her courage.I was a little nervous before I could speak.
You and Jingjing back then...
Um?I sat upright, but Gangzi lowered his head and dared to look at the table.He looks very ordinary and is so timid, he is really not charming at all.
Just you two...have you done it back then?
I took off my glasses, yelled, and began to wipe the lenses with a tissue, wondering if I could hide my shock.
What have you done?
The lenses were originally quite clean, but the tissues kept falling off with debris, and the more they wiped, the dirtier it became.
What else can you do, that... that does... make love Ah?
Listening to Gangzi's guilty tone, I relaxed so tightly that I even felt a little bit of joy and contempt.
I did all the tricks you can think of, and I did it with Li Jing back then.
But I still pretend to be unhappy on my face.
Ask what this is for!
Brother Mu, it’s all over, I don’t care what happened to you before.I was just curious, but every time I asked Jingjing, she was angry...
Jingjing is angry?Then I can't say anything else.
I became more and more proud, and even my name changed.I also remembered Jingjing's shy appearance naked.
You don’t want to say it, have you done it?Gangzi raised his finger and pointed at me, looking like he was solving the case, his eyes as big as a light bulb.
Don’t think about plagiarizing me. Since you don’t care, don’t ask!If you have the ability, you will ask when Jingjing wakes up!I reached out and pressed his arm, and the light bulb went out bit by bit due to my power.
A baby boy, like a pig, dares to do this with me.
Oh, I'm drunk too much... I'll go and have a rest... Brother Mu, don't mind...
I let go of my hand, and Gangzi shaking up, then fell on the sofa.The hedgehog on the table and the dead pig on the sofa. How can this couple go back in a while?
I also got up and went to the bathroom. I thought it would be convenient to see what Yating was doing.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered, before I could bring the door up, a thin female body and a face with rain were squeezed into the crack of the door.
Li Jing...
How could he ask such a question!
The girl cried out loudly.I subconsciously wanted to find the paper to draw, but the girl blocked the door and simply went to the toilet to tear off a few pieces of toilet paper and handed it over.
Jingjing... Gangzi is not...
The girl hugged me, and a familiar feeling came to her face.
Gangzi didn't mean that, he drank too much...
I didn't refuse, and Jingjing didn't reply.After a while, the girl raised her head and looked stubborn.
Brother Mu, doesn’t he care?We are doing it here, now!Like it was back then...
Jingjing broke away from her arms, turned her hand and lifted up her top, revealing the white bra on the right.I hurriedly hugged her again, trying to extinguish her burning trembling.
Jingjing, he is sorry for you when he says these bastards, but do you want to be sorry for him?
The flame in his arms was a little weaker and he was still struggling to death.
I can't be sorry to Yating!
I poured water directly, and the fire finally went out.I gently stroked the girl's hair and stroked it like I had done countless times.After so many years, I still have this refreshing short hair.
Sorry, Brother Mu!I...I've drunk too much...
It was the same excuse as Gangzi, and I laughed like a lifetime after the disaster.
Jingjing left my arms, tidyed up her clothes, and then washed her face in front of the mirror.
I went out quietly and called a express train for the couple who were messy before they got married.
When Jingjing and I stuffed the drunk Gangzi into the car, we went to take care of Yating without looking back.
Is it that important to have done it or not?
Although nothing really happened, I was still secretly happy that I could make my old love throw myself into my arms.If Yating, who was sleeping in the bed in front of me, was still sick and heartbreaking, I would have laughed out loud.
Or is this important because my ex-boyfriend is me?
My narcissism seems to be unstoppable.
I re-cooled and wrung the towel on Yating's forehead and put it back. I was still admiring the twisted but charming eyebrows under the towel.
I have never asked Yating if she is a virgin. Judging from her passionate and unrestrained performance in bed, it probably isn't.
She didn't ask me, but there was no need to ask?
Whenever I rush around and send her to the peak, Yating will always scold me, you bastard, as if you want to spray all your happiness in the air. This is often the most proud moment.
She rolled her eyes and was full of slutty. She must have understood that a bastard could not have harmed her and a woman. Her skills were naturally developed from other women.
I will go back to her house next week, I hope Yating will get better soon.
When I think of her mother, I repeat the complaints I made an hour ago in my mind.
It would be great if you don’t need to buy a house when you get married.
At least don't buy it from Hangzhou city.
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