I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 80 Just a Gamer

Jiang Mo looked at these comments and barrage, and wanted to laugh even more, "Face? I use my face to attract fans?"

He rested his forehead with one hand, and there was a little smile in his voice, "I'm just a gamer, don't I play games to see the operation? Who plays games to see the face?"

He didn't say a word of bad words, and reiterated again very seriously, "From the beginning to the end, this matter has nothing to do with her, it's my own doing."

The next second, he turned off the camera, and the screen in the live broadcast room turned black.

- love love ~

——That's right, God Mo is right!He plays games, not idols.

——Those who said their houses collapsed, please walk slowly.

——Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Perhaps because of this incident, there were more people in the live broadcast room, and the number of viewers reached 880 million in an instant, and the newcomers were all here to eat melons.

Jiang Mo randomly made a picture and put it up as the cover.

He had watched a lot of sleep aid videos on a certain website before, and most of them were knocking sounds, so he picked up the cup beside him.

Just when I was about to knock twice, I thought of something, and whispered into the microphone in front of me, "It's late, close your eyes."

Listening to his voice, Song Cheng felt relieved.

"Ding dong~"

[Jiang Mo] Don't look at your phone, close your eyes, okay? Whether you watched my live broadcast or not, close your eyes now.

She looked at the message he sent and wondered how he knew that she was looking at her mobile phone when she was still doubting herself.

"Ding Dong~" Another WeChat message came.

[Jiang Mo] Just answer the phone.

Jiang Mo picked up the phone, turned the phone's volume to silent, and made a voice call to Song Cheng.

He wanted her to hear it, whether she picked it up or not.

The voice call took a long time, he looked at the interface, his whole body drooped, and she didn't answer it.

The people who watched the live broadcast walked away, it was really boring.

——?What is he doing.

——Didn’t you say you want to help you sleep?

——What the hell are you doing, let's go.

——Speechless, sweating soybeans.

Jiang Mo's heart, from the expectation at the beginning to the disappointment later, seemed to have been poured with cold water, and he pressed the hang up button.

Song Cheng was on the other end of the phone, covering her mouth, she didn't dare to answer, she didn't dare... She was afraid of crying by herself, afraid of being heard by others, and even more afraid of him hearing.

I can only wait for him to hang up in person.

The live broadcast was still going on, Jiang Mo drank the cold water in the quilt in one go.

"Gudu... gudu..."

Song Cheng faced the dark screen, listening to the sound of him drinking water, and imagining how he would drink water.

"Sorry……"

She apologized again.

After drinking the water, he tried to fiddle with the quilt and tapped the cup noodles, which made a nice, crisp sound.

The comments in the live broadcast room gradually decreased a lot, but the number of people remained unchanged.

The effect of sleep aid was very good. In half an hour, Jiang Mo successfully became a game anchor and a sleep aid anchor.

After the live broadcast was completely over, Song Cheng was still asleep, and that feeling came back again and again.

"Ding Dong~" There was a message on WeChat, it was from Jiang Mo.

Song Cheng felt very uncomfortable, her head was about to explode, coupled with the inexplicable sense of anxiety, she got up from the bed and went to the living room.

Turn on the light in the living room, go to the small medicine box, and search for a while. The medicine is called fluoxetine.

No... She hasn't taken that medicine for a long time.

"I can't find it..." Song Cheng sat paralyzed on the ground, crying helplessly. She didn't dare to cry too loudly, for fear that others would hear her.

She felt like she was going to die, she felt like she had been pricked by needles, and she put her hands on the floor, trying to get herself up.

"boom!"

Song Cheng didn't succeed, she fell to the floor, because the sound of falling on the floor was so loud that it woke Ma Qingqing who was asleep.

She ran out in a hurry without even wearing her shoes, and was slightly relieved when she saw Song Cheng sitting on the ground.

Song Cheng lowered her head, stared at the lines on the floor, and fell into a state of sluggishness. She couldn't do anything now.

Ma Qingqing came over and squatted beside her, not knowing what to say, so he could only hold her with open arms.

The last time Song Cheng looked like this was two years ago. This year, her illness has started to recur again.

"Chengzi, I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow." Ma Qingqing patted her on the back lightly, comforting her.

Song Cheng didn't respond, her mind was in a mess now, she couldn't listen to anything, she just felt very tired, very tired.

After staying in the living room for a while, Song Cheng finally recovered. She hugged Ma Qingqing and cried again.

I shed too many tears today.

It wasn't until one o'clock that Ma Qingqing took her to bed, and when she watched her close her eyes, she dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Cheng didn't fall asleep, she was very energetic, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, she buried her head in the quilt again, and turned on her phone to read it.

She saw that Jiang Mo had sent her a message, and when she clicked on it, she realized it was a video.

Now, she started to find the earphones. In order not to wake Ma Qingqing, she rummaged around on the bed lightly.

could not find it.

Song Cheng lay down again, feeling extremely sad, she couldn't even find the earphones, it was such a failure.

The defensive line in her heart collapsed again, she was really fed up with this thing's attacks again and again.

I slapped my face twice with my hands, trying to use the pain to wake myself up, but unfortunately, the pain was burning on my face, but it didn't help at all.

In the end, she just put it down and didn't look for it anymore, and she couldn't sleep anyway, so it doesn't matter, just wake up.

After one night, Song Cheng looked at the sky outside the window, it changed from a gray night to a foggy day, from the time it snowed until it stopped, a little snow fell again.

She suffered from insomnia until the morning, and when she turned over, she felt a bit of ear scratching at the contact surface between the pillow and the ear.

Song Cheng reached out to touch it, and she was so stupid to cry by herself, she searched for earphones in the middle of the night, and she actually wore them on her ears.

"I'm such a piece of shit," she said to herself.

After throwing off the quilt, she got up and got dressed, and wanted to make breakfast for her and Ma Qingqing.

Song Cheng slowly moved herself to the kitchen, then thought about it, what should I make for breakfast?
Standing in front of the stove, she didn't know what she was thinking, anyway, she thought of everything, but she couldn't think of making breakfast.

After standing for a while, she went out of the kitchen and sat on the sofa.

Now she is like a walking dead, without thinking.

Song Cheng didn't want to do this, so she stood up from the sofa again, opened the door and walked out.

When she looked up, she met Zheng Qingyue who was also going out.

　It won't be too cruel in the back

　　
　
(End of this chapter)