Insomnia

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After yelling what he just said, Tao Ling calmed down and smiled: It doesn't matter.

They were not angry words, they were indeed indifferent. Except for Wen Qingying, they were all meaningless people and meaningless things that could not touch his heart.

After Yao Zhenzhen also left, Tao Ling looked back and realized that several people were watching on the street, but he didn't feel panic at all.

Turning around to look at Wen Qingying, Wen Qingying smiled at him reassuringly, held his belt and entered the store.

After asking Tao Ling to sit down and confirming that he was in a good mood, Wen Qingying hugged him and immediately turned around to move the flowers.

When the store turned into a sea of ​​flowers as usual, leaving only a narrow road in the middle, Tao Ling suddenly felt tired.

He feels that living life may be walking on this narrow road.

Wen Qingying opened the rolling shutter door to completely isolate the outside world. Just like before they were together, they sat at the table and carefully talked about topics far away from the world.

After washing her hands, she came out and saw Tao Ling looking at the ground in a daze. Wen Qingying walked to him and squatted down, looking up at him.

Tao Ling raised his hand and touched his face and said: Wen Qingying, I'm not sad at all. Really, as long as I have you, I feel good. I didn't have much to do with people before, and I don't have much to do with people now. In the past, I only had Tao Jun. , now it’s just you, everyone else has nothing to do with me.”

Whether they hate me or they like me, it doesn't matter.

I didn't love myself before. It was only because you loved me that I loved myself. So I won't feel that life is difficult just because someone says something to me.

It is better to be sad for a flower than to be sad for a human being.

His tone was always gentle, and he felt very calm, but for some reason, after saying this, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Probably lucky.

Wen Qingying's eyebrows were filled with distress. When she saw this, she immediately knelt down, pulled him forward, kissed him on the eyes, and finally pulled him into her arms.

Tao Ling obediently tilted his head, kissed his neck, and then rested his head on his shoulder, completely letting himself go.

The half moon is very bright tonight.

At around ten o'clock, at the entrance of a poker hall in the west of the city, a drunken Wen Tongwei was kicked out from inside. While he was staggering to avoid being pushed, he kept shouting and cursing: You... you are looking down on others! Don't let him. Mother sees that I have no money now, I—

He patted his chest: My nephew! The rich second generation! Fuck/your mother!

Through the curtain, someone inside raised his chin, and several men stepped forward and dragged Wen Tongwei into a deep alley.

After being punched and kicked for a while, Wen Tongwei still had the energy to curse at first, but in the middle he could only scream in pain, and in the end he could only breathe.

The beating continued, the street lights were dim, and even the moon turned its face away from the alley.

After a while, a tall man walked to the alley and said casually: Stop fighting, I'm calling the police.

Several people stopped one after another, surprisingly silent.

One of the men looked down at Wen Tongwei and said, If you don't have money, make money. If you get into this kind of thing and gamble excessively, dig out your mother's urn and sell it.

After speaking, he took a sip and took the people away.

Wen Tongwei huddled in the corner with his head in his hands. The man walked up to him and knelt down next to him. He frowned slightly and said, Uncle, how did you end up like this?

Yun Xin waited in the car for less than half an hour before Bai Guan came back.

What took you so long? she asked impatiently.

Bai Guan said: When I went there, I happened to encounter him being beaten.

Yun Xin clicked her tongue and said sarcastically for a while: My uncle is a fool, my nephew is also a fool, the friend next to Wen Qingying is a fucking fool, and the teacher, I don't care if it's useful or not, call the police. , give me the money, can this help me? How many times has a broken flower shop been troubled? Damn it, why does he have so much trouble?

Bai Guan had long been used to her speaking in such an unpleasant way, so he just smiled and Quan responded, and heard her say again: Find someone to look after Wen Tongwei and tell him not to go to his nephew again, let alone Nannan, and the rest It doesn't matter if it's dead or alive.

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