When I Fell For You

After hanging up Lingling's hotline, many messages came out on Qing'an's WeChat account. Some messages are full of cynicism between the lines.

Chenguang: "Damn, what was the situation just now? Homosexuality?! I depend on, dislike!"

Suddenly looking back: "Then is she a boy or a girl at the same table?"

Little Dragonfly: "Children are really good at playing now. Girls like girls and boys like boys. Tsk."

However, in addition to these unpleasant messages, there are also very warm messages.

Left to right: "I personally think that no matter what kind of love (except for improper feelings such as incest|), it is worthy of respect. I hope my little sister can be happy."

Melody: "Like the little girl, I hope her confession can get a good response! Of course, if you can't get it, don't give up. Life is still a long time, and you can always meet your true love in the future! "

Meng'er: "Come on, little Lingling!"

In addition, there is another message.

Meihua: "I like girls too, but I don't have her courage. I really hope she can lend me some courage."

Flowering Pinellia: "Those who fail to confess do not know what to say, and tears fall."

Feng Chime: "On Christmas Eve in December last year, I said to her, let's be together. And now, we have our own little home."

...

Qing'an picked up some nice comments and read them one by one, then thought about it, and said: "I personally think that it's just like saying left to right, whether it's gay, heterosexual or asexual, it's the same. , It’s just that everyone’s choices are different. No one is qualified to stand on the moral high ground and blame others.

If you like rice but not noodles, that’s your business. Others like noodles and don’t like rice. That's also other people's business. Just pick what you like to eat. Think about it in another way. If someone mocks what you like to eat and then forcibly give you what you don’t like, will you be happy? "

After Qing'an finished speaking, in WeChat, the morning light sent a sentence like this: "Listening to the anchor, your three views are not right. You just read nice messages, why don't you read my messages? Do you also like being What are women doing?"

After seeing it, Qing'an frowned and tightened. After that, she pressed her lips tightly, typed "Silly X" on the screen with trembling fingers, and then pulled the person black.

This was the first time she blocked the audience. In the past, even if someone with a mean mouth occasionally said something ugly to her, she had never done that.

Maybe the reaction was too intense this time, but she just couldn't help it.

After get off work, Qing'an got into the car and drove home, silently looking ahead. After a while, he smiled weirdly and patted the steering wheel.

Silly X, it's up to him.

In the next few days, when Qing'an was broadcasting, Yu Youning still did not appear.

Then, because she scolded someone and blocked the audience, the audience complained to the station.

After being complained, Qing'an was criticized by the station, saying that as an anchor, she shouldn't be so impatient and shouldn't export it as dirty.

Originally, because I did a great job before, there will be a good ending this year, but it turned out to be like that.

Qing An suddenly felt that he was really not someone capable of accomplishing great things. People who can do big things are generally more calm.

Including Yu Youning.

Are there many evildoers and mental retardation under Yu Youning's Weibo? Too much.

Although currently taking annual leave, Qing'an is still in no hurry to go home. Just go back one day before the new year.

When Qing An was browsing Yu Youning's Weibo in the bed, he saw a lot of discordant comments.

The number is certainly not comparable to those of public figures, but there are nonetheless.

Maybe some people are too bitter in real life, so when they put on the cloak of the Internet, they become unscrupulous.

If these comments appear under their own Weibo, Qing'an will definitely delete them. But Yu Youning didn't delete it. Qing'an turned them out one by one, and then reported them one by one.

After that, Qing An saw that Yu Youning had posted a new blog.

She is celebrating her birthday.

The picture is a large table of food and wine, as well as cakes. In addition, there are various group photos of people with white cream on their faces.

Then, Qing'an gave a like.

After liking, she quit Weibo, threw the phone next to the pillow, and continued to sleep.

On the first day of the holiday, she passed the whole day horribly. Except eating, just hanging out online, or sleeping.

After a while, her parents called her again and asked her if she had a holiday and when to go back.

Qing'an told the truth and let it go, but then said that he had made an appointment with someone to go out to play, and would go back one day before the New Year. Actually, I didn't make any appointments, I just didn't want to go back so early.

After the mother listened, she said: "Then you can have fun or relax, don't put too much pressure on yourself. There are some things, we will talk about it later, there must be a road to the mountain, although we are not rich Your home, but the conditions are not bad, take your time, don't just find someone to make do with..."

When I heard there, Qing An didn't want to continue talking.

Anyway, speaking of it, it's not those messy things. No matter what topic, you can pull it over. They were obviously the ones who cared, but in the end they said as if they cared very much.

"Mom. I didn't think about this at all. If you don't mention it, I don't bother to care about it. I didn't have any pressure myself. The only pressure was given by you. I hope you understand this." Qing'an finished speaking. , Hung up the phone, turned over, closed his eyes.

I don't know why, I always feel that I can't suppress my temper more and more.

Although her mother's words were not wrong, she couldn't help but dig into the horns.

Thinking about it this way, I felt that I was really sick, so Qing An sent another message to his mother.

"Mom, I'm sorry, my attitude is so bad. I just want to have the right to choose how I will live in the future."

Soon, the mother returned to her: "I know. However, I still hope that you can have a happy life in the future, floating by yourself, like a tree without roots, sooner or later..."

What else her mother said later, she didn't watch it. Anyway, you don't need to look to know what is going on.

After that, Qing'an moved his finger and clicked on Yu Youning's WeChat.

I want to talk to her, but what is better to say, she doesn't know.

But at this moment, she found the words "The other party is typing" on the page.

I was looking forward to it momentarily. Qing'an held the phone and waited for Yu Youning to send himself a message.

After a while, Yu Youning finally sent it over.

She said, "What are you doing today?"

Seeing this question, Qing An thought for a while: "I slept for a day. Are you still at your friend's birthday party?"

"Now I am at the bar with another friend."

"Are you having fun?" Qing'an asked again.

"It's very happy. Why do you sleep all day, where is it uncomfortable?"

In fact, Qing'an didn't feel any physical discomfort, but was not very comfortable in his heart.

It would be great if you could just sleep in this way, no matter what the world is, you don't have to worry about it.

Later, Qing'an felt naive and funny for this idea.

If everyone lives with this idea, then this world will end sooner or later.

"I just feel a little bit tired." In fact, Qing An had typed the words "I miss you a little bit" in the dialog box before posting this.

It's just deleted.

"Then you, take a good rest, but don't sleep too much. Sleeping too much is not good for your brain."

Mind... Qing'an looked at the news, and then replied: "Are you saying that if I sleep too much, I will become a brain disabled?"

"Haha, this is not what I said." Yu Youning came over with a mischievous expression.

When Qing An saw it, the corners of his mouth raised inexplicably. I thought that my birthday was approaching, just in the first month.

Then, she thought about a bunch of messy things.

If you don't say it, will Yu Youning remember? Has she forgotten, will she take the initiative to say happy birthday to herself?

Qing An was originally a birthday person who didn't pay much attention to it, but now he suddenly became concerned.

It's not that I hope that Yu Youning can accompany her on her birthday, after all, she probably still stayed at home when she died. Can't let Yu Youning come all the way.

"Then you continue to play yours." Qing'an replied.

"Well, then, take a good rest. But if you sleep so much, can you still sleep at night?"

Qing'an let out a sigh of relief and replied: "I don't know."

"Then...what should I do? Or, do you want to come over?"

After seeing that sentence, Qing An lifted the quilt and sat up: "Okay."

"Well, I will send you the location." Then, Yu Youning sent the location.

After receiving it, Qing An immediately got up, put on clothes, took care of his hair casually, and did not make up, and set off directly to the position given by Yu Youning.

However, when he got there, Qing'an was a little confused.

I originally thought it was relatively quiet and suitable for chatting, but it was noisy.

After entering, Qing'an was a little dizzy by the loud music inside.

There are many people inside, and all of them are dressed in coquettish makeup and **** clothes. She stood inside without powder, and looked like an alien.

"I'm here, right here at this bar, where are you?" Qing'an took out the phone and sent a message to Yu Youning.

"I saw you, wait a minute, I'll come over." Soon, Yu Youning replied to her.

So Qing An stood there and waited quietly.

I always feel smoky, maybe because I have read more bad news before. And in many movies, as long as this kind of occasion appears, something stranger will appear next.

After a while, feeling someone patted his shoulder, Qing'an turned his head and saw Yu Youning.

Yu Youning's makeup is very light, and she wears very casually. Unlike the few glamorous girls that I just saw, Qing'an feels that she is not too unusual.

"Let's go." Yu Youning said, turning to walk aside.

Qing'an followed her for a few steps, but suddenly a man walked quickly towards her and hit her as if he had no eyes.

Reflexively reaching out, Qing An grabbed Yu Youning's clothes.

After Yu Youning noticed it, he turned around and said, "Is it all right?"

"Fortunately, I was hit by a man." Qing'an shook his head.

"Some people just run rampant, be careful." Yu Youning asked Qing'an to stand beside him.

"It's okay, let's go." Qing'an glanced around, and then asked, "Do you often come to this place?"

"How is it possible? Very few." Yu Youning turned her head.

The light from the bar was muddy and ambiguous, hitting her face, it looked hazy, not particularly real.

Following Yu Youning to the booth, Qing'an still felt as if she was in a dream when she saw her friends greet her.

I was still thinking about it a second ago, I won't find Yu Youning for a while, but when Yu Youning spoke a second later, she rushed over. She didn't even think whether she knew the people on Yu Youning's side.

Qing'an felt that he had no rules of his own.

Obviously I don't like this kind of occasion, and I obviously don't like playing with so many people who are not very familiar.

"What would you like to drink?" Yu Youning asked.

"Whatever you want. A little bit of strength is okay, but in a bad mood." Qing'an took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair.

After listening to it, Yu Youning turned to look at her with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Beauty Qing'an, meet again, do you remember me?"

Qing An looked at them, not thinking about it.

But if the other person asks this, it means they have seen it before. Either I saw it on Yu Youning's birthday before, or I saw it last time in Yu Youning's studio.

However, there was a woman, she did remember. It was the one who said that Yu Youning had kissed her.

Moreover, Qing'an took notice today and found that everyone seemed to call her Su Lan.

Su Lan wears all kinds of **** clothes today, and her makeup is particularly enchanting. Qing An hates the glitter on her brow bones.

No, to be precise, Qing An hates her everywhere.

"Is this the last time the girl who left while playing?" Su Lan took a sip of wine and put one hand on Yu Youning's shoulder, weak and boneless, and her chest was still on her arm. It's disgusting.

"She had something last time." Yu Youning replied.

"I know. That's why I think she looks familiar." Su Lan smiled and continued to look at Qing'an.

Qing'an was a little uncomfortable when she saw it, and then said: "Your one is going to fall. Push it up."

"What?" Su Lan asked.

"Double eyelid stickers." Qing An pointed to his eyes.

After listening to it, Su Lan was startled, and then hurriedly took out her makeup mirror to check.

Yu Youning looked at Su Lan and Qing'an. Qing'an really doesn't like Su Lan very much...the whole body exudes a feeling of rejection of her.

"You Ning, do you want to dance?" Su Lan turned off the small mirror, threw it into her bag, zipped it up, and pointed to a dance floor.

"I..." Yu Youning wanted to refuse because she couldn't dance.

"I want to jump too, stay with me." After Qing An finished speaking, before Su Lan, he grabbed Yu Youning's hand and walked over there.

Su Lan sat there, feeling a bit confused by the second monk.

"That Qing'an is really strange." After that, Su Lan said to the others in the room.

"Haha, it seems Jingjing said well at that time, Qing'an is the boss's wife." Chen Qi put down the wine glass and smiled.

"What?" Su Lan couldn't understand at all.

"You Ning is hers, you will die if you touch it. Haha." Chen Qi said, lighting a cigarette.

Su Lan rolled her eyes.

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