True Love of the Named Family
Chapter 221 Controlled as desired
Mu Zijin's words continued to revolve in Ming Ke's mind, he was a little confused, or he was unwilling to finish it.
The light in the eyes accumulated little by little until he saw Xiao Xiang's face clearly, he took a deep breath and barely smiled: "It's okay, just think about something."
“Who called you just now?” Xiao Xiang asked again.
Ming Ke shook his head: "I don't remember."
Wanting to take back the phone from his hand, Xiao Xiang took a step back, squeezed the phone hard, and stared at the unfamiliar number on the phone screen.
He should not care about her, and know that he has hidden something from himself, but as long as he returns and goes back to living his life unscathed, he won't ask much.
But now she was clearly terrified, or she was saying that other than fear, there was a touch of despair in her eyes that she had never seen before, he did not ask how he felt comfortable.
"If you don't tell me, then I'll call back and take a look around," he said.
Ming Ke was astonished, and was immediately shocked by what he said. He hurriedly reached out to grab his phone, and said anxiously: "Don't mess around, Xiao Xiang, you can't ask me, I don't' don't want to explain."
"Then you have to tell me what's going on, is there someone bullying you?"
Ming Ke shook his head and smiled slightly, but such a smile was so obvious that Xiao Xiang could not see it? But seeing him like this, he couldn't bear to snare him anymore.
Just when he was hesitating whether to return the phone to him, the phone rang again, and there was still a series of foreign numbers on the screen.
Xiao Xiang frowned, he panicked as he looked at Ming Ke again, stretched out his hand and took back his phone.
Looking at the number on the screen, his heart kept fluctuating, his breathing was chaotic, and his heartbeat was chaotic, at this moment, he could not decide whether to answer his phone or not.
That ringtone kept ringing until the phone closed automatically. He was not connected, but less than two seconds after the disconnection, the phone rang again with the same number.
Calling him constantly, I don't know when his patience became so good, or that he has a fire in his heart now, and is now trying to find someone to pour out.
He took a deep breath, looking back at Xiao Xiang, his thin lips moving slightly.
Xiao Xiang stopped, completely helpless: "Go and take it. I won't bother you, but you have to make sure that you won't let yourself be wrong."
Ming Ke bit his lips, neither nodding nor shaking his head, because even he himself did not know what would happen to him if he continued to engage with Bei Mingye like this.
This wasn't the first time the old man wasn't allowed to have important people around him, Mu Zijin even said that if he continued to indulge himself, it would be fine, he would get rid of it before the legendary old man took action.
But did they know that he was just a toy in Bei Mingye's heart? Is it too stupid for them to take it so seriously?
He sneered, or he didn't even know what he was laughing at, but in that smile, Xiao Xiang could see that he was really sad.
The breath of unspeakable sadness, with its breath coming out, spilled everywhere, and the coolness of the entire body made one feel depressed.
“Five minutes.” Bei Mingye's low voice rang out there.
Ming Ke was silent for a moment and said, "OK." Then she hung up the phone and went back to the room to pack her own things. He also picked up his computer bag and looked back at Xiao Xiang with a smile: "I'll be back as soon as possible tomorrow morning. The auditions will be handled as we said. If I can't return in time, you and Qianqian will leave first.
We really don't have enough energy. I want Xu Nianhua to pick three or four more matches at the club tomorrow, and then let them help prepare for the audition. "
“So.” Xiao Xiang stared at the white-painted smile on his lips, completely pitying him in his heart, but he was too clear about his famous character, he said, he would never ask anything he did not want to say. .
He looked weak, but his heart was so strong, so strong that even a man might not be able to do it. I don't know what he's up against, but now he really admires and can help.
He nodded and said gently, "Take care of yourself."
"I will." Ming Ke threw a faint smile at him again, turned around and walked out, but when he stepped out of the dormitory door, the smile on his lips disappeared in an instant.
Take care of yourself, simple sentences seem to be difficult for him now.
The calamity protected by life, the gentle smile of the day, the gentle eyes, and her gentle eyes and the affectionate confession of the night...
Suddenly I felt that the world was ridiculous. Everything and anyone was so ridiculous, but he foolishly believed that he was very lucky, even if he did not dare to accept it, but he was grateful that he could have such an amazing experience. share. Friendship.
The friendship... He smiled again, but his smile was so cold.
Five minutes was always so short, running from the Mingke dormitory to the old place where the back door was often parked Beimingye, five minutes no more or less, he said, it wouldn't give him too much time to roam the streets, and it wouldn't be short He couldn't even keep up.
He could always control time very well, and control it very smoothly, but what he did not expect was that when he arrived, Mu Zijin was still there and had yet to leave.
He sighed in relief, hugged the computer bag in his hand, lowered his head, and walked straight to Bei Mingye.
Bei Mingye's gaze fell on the computer bag on his arm, he lifted his lips, and another inverted sentient smile opened: "Do you think you still have time to do something after you return with me?"
“I just wish there was one in ten thousand chance for me to do something, and you have to take a shower, right?” His gaze swept over his camouflage uniform stained with dust, his smile so soft. weak, But at least people calmed down as they spoke.
Bei Mingye took out another cigarette and lifted his chin.
Ming did not speak, entered through the open car door, and sat quietly in the back seat. “Not planning to return?” Bei Mingye glanced sideways at Mu Zijin, who was leaning on the car like him. The cigarette in his hand was clamped by his long fingers, and he threw it away randomly. He straightened his body and opened the car door. Closing it down and walking towards the front door: "I'm going back to the Imperial Garden, do you want a drink at my place?
Coffee mug? "
Mu Zijing flicked the soot from his fingertips, and stood upright, pulling a little distance from his car. Seeing him open the taxi door, he pursed his lips, finally taking his eyes off the back seat.