My Little Happiness

Cong Rong suddenly calmed down and instinctively began logical analysis, "How do you know it's impersonation?"

Wen Shaoqing smiled shallowly, "Don't he know that you have followed me all the time in the game? Probably, when you log in to your account and found that we are friends, you will automatically make up for our further development. Maybe he thinks that according to your Personality will not take the initiative at all, so he ran excitedly to pretend to confess to me, he should not know that we had seen it in reality at that time, the words were very strange, and the way boys and girls talked is very different He did n’t pay attention, it was easy to detect, and his operation was far worse than yours. "

Cong Rong listened dumbly. There was only one idea in her heart. It was really the reincarnation of heaven. She took Zhong Zhen ’s account to follow Wen Shaoqing, and Zhong Zhen took her account to Hu Lai!

Cong Rong digested for a long time, and suddenly had a bad hunch, "What did he say?"

Wen Shaoqing considered for a while, "say you like me."

Cong Rong stared at Wen Shaoqing's eyes, obviously disbelieving, "Original words!"

Wen Shaoqing knew that Cong Rong would definitely need Mao again, so he summed it up. The original words ... Cong Rong had all the heart that killed Zhong Zhen?

Wen Shaoqing said euphemistically: "He was young at the time and probably didn't understand these things, plus ..."

"Hurry up!" Cong Rong was already shameful enough, but the more ashamed, the more he wanted to know what Zhong Zhen said.

Wen Shaoqing was snarled by Cong Rong, and soon he let go: "Oh, he said that you have been following me all the time, watching the video of my commentary over and over again, and I especially like me."

Cong Rong defended:

"I was there to understand you and beat you!"

This time, Wen Shaoqing questioned, "Zhen Zhen didn't say that!"

"What can he know?" Cong Rong said angrily, "Does he like you, or do I like you!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two were startled at the same time, and then their expressions were different.

Wen Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and smiled quietly under his eyes. The corners of his mouth evoked a suspicious arc and was pressed back firmly.

Cong Rong touches his forehead and meditates under his heart. The impulse is the devil. Calm down. Cong Rong, you have to calm down.

After a long while, Cong Rong dared to continue to ask: "What else?"

Wen Shaoqing touched his chin and recalled, "Also, in the past few years when you were abroad, he has been posing as you to tease me in the game, send your recent photos, say your current situation, and ..."

The anger inside Cong Rong grew, "What else?"

Wen Shaoqing finally spilled the last barrel of oil, "Also, I copied a particularly sour love letter from the Internet every few days and sent it to me, saying that I expressed your love for my lovesickness and persisted for a long time."

Cong Rong frowned tightly, "especially ... love letter?"

"Yeah, after he knew that I was a medical doctor, he often sent me something. You are my nitroglycerin tablets. My heart hurts like a knife. Only you can comfort me; and you are my sinus node. You are in my oval fossa. This is what Wen Shaoqing said after explaining that Cong Rong did n’t understand some medical terms. “The sinus node is the pacemaker of normal automatic rhythmic excitement of the heart, which is us. The source of the heartbeat on weekdays. The oval fossa is the softest part of the heart, and it is also the ideal place for catheter puncture from the right atrium into the left atrium. "

Cong Rong immediately got goose bumps, "So how did you reply to him?"

Wen Shaoqing's face was serious, "I told him that angina pectoris is going to the hospital for examination, you can't take medicine casually, and nitroglycerin tablets are not suitable for everyone."

Cong Rong finally fluttered, "He is sick! What is he doing to you ?!"

Wen Shaoqing nodded in agreement, "It is indeed sick."

After Cong Rong asked clearly, he was ashamed and embarrassed for a while. He didn't know if he was in a hurry or was angry. He took a quick breath, and the tears fell off, sobbing with trembling.

A few years ago, I posted in the game in a begging manner, and a few years later, I met in the community and pretended not to know it. I did n’t know how Wen Shaoqing thought about her at that time. It might be nice to say that she used means to make things happen!

Wen Shaoqing was also startled when she saw her tears, turned around and picked up the tissue box from the desk, walked over to sit next to her, drew two hands over, looked at her slightly red eyes because of tears, and guessed her Thoughts, very quickly said: "I did not think of you in an unbearable way."

Everyone wants to keep the best in front of the person they love, but Cong Rong didn't know until today that his image was spoiled by Zhong Zhen as early as 800 years ago!

She bit her lower lip tightly and looked at the tissue that Wen Shaoqing handed over, and what other face did she pick up.

Wen Shaoqing smiled helplessly when she saw her not picking up, and raised her hand to wipe it for her personally.

Only when the tissue touched her skin, Cong Rong evaded. He pulled two tissues and wiped away the tears. His thoughts turned around the gun and glared at him. "And you, you see through Why not debunk him? "

Because her eyes were crying, she was wet and glowed with water, and she became darker and brighter, but the expression on her face was a bit rogue, and her voice was slightly hoarse because of crying. Wen Shaoqing felt cute as he looked at it, and his heart moved, but his face was pretending to be inexplicable, "Why should I expose him? I think it's not bad, I can know a lot of things about you."

"You ..." Cong Rongyu stopped and paused. "What about later?"

Wen Shaoqing continued to recall, "Later ... Later I told him that I had someone I liked, and he suddenly gave up, and after a few days, he quietly deleted me as a friend, and never appeared again. . "

Cong Rong suddenly calmed down, he said ... he has someone he likes.

She suddenly remembered that winter, Zhong Zhen crouched at the top of the dormitory to call her in the middle of the night. His low voice was mixed with wind, and he repeated the sentence repeatedly: "Sister, I am sad."

At that time, Cong Rong was startled, but how could he ask him not to say anything because she just thought he was in love, but now she seemed to know why.

Everyone always feels that the person closest to him deserves the best. Those who like it will like her, reluctant to be grieved, reluctant to be sad, or to see her hurt by others.

After all, Cong Rong was still bitter about this matter, and coughed and asked, "At that time ... did you have someone you like?"

Wen Shaoqing's eyes have a shallow warmth, "Yeah, is there anything wrong with I like you? But Zhong Zhen's understanding is too poor and impatient, he has given up before I can tell who it is."

"You nonsense!" Cong Rong was difficult to accept for a while. Just now Wen Shaoqing said he liked her. She temporarily believed that he had a good impression on her since getting along with this time. But what did he mean by this sentence just now?

Wen Shaoqing smiled shallowly, and his eyes became softer and softer, "Why should I talk nonsense? It was originally that I first fell in love with you, and then I knew from Lin Chen's mouth that you told him that you like me."

Cong Rong firmly said: "Impossible!"

"How can't it be?" He stared at her deeply, "Cong Rong, you really thought I didn't know who was the one who operated Zhong Zhen's account and I was fighting in the game? At that time, you said something like ' I do n’t like when lawyers like doctors ’fleeing from the wilderness. During these years, when you were worried abroad, did you ever ask me, do you like you?"