Scumbag, wait for me!

Chapter 27

It was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night when the two moved the bear home.

As soon as Brother Brown Xiong entered the room, Chen Fan and Meng Xin both collapsed on the sofa, and then looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and laughed out loud at the same time.

Chen Fan looked at Meng Xin's panting appearance, as if he had fought a fierce battle, and he was in an unprecedented embarrassment.

Compared with the big bear behind him, Meng Xin was slumped on the sofa, which made Chen Fan feel very happy.

The more Chen Fan laughed, the more exaggerated he became. Meng Xin didn't know what Chen Fan was laughing at, but when he saw this man's "hahaha" look like no one else, he was so infected that he couldn't stop laughing.

Chen Fan was amused for a long time before he said: "We...we are really brave enough to stay in the middle of the night! If we meet an acquaintance, we will be ashamed and thrown to grandma's house..."

Meng Xin raised his hand and patted Chen Fan's arm, saying, "You are enough! Who is this all for?"

"Hahahahahahahaha! Do you want to buy another cake tomorrow? This way, the holiday is complete!"

"Good idea." As soon as Meng Xin finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to place an order.

Chen Fan quickly stopped him and said, "Okay, okay, I'm just joking, what are you so serious about?"

Meng Xin frowned and said, "Eating cake at Christmas makes me happy just thinking about it! I think it's very reliable!"

"Pull it down, you think it's reliable to eat cake at any time."

Meng Xin smiled and said, "You really understand me." After finishing speaking, she continued to look at her phone.

Chen Fan saw Meng Xin's sure-to-win posture, and suddenly put away his smile and became serious, saying, "It's really unnecessary, don't spend money, I'm already very happy!"

Seeing Chen Fan's face change, Meng Xin asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Fan glanced away slightly, and said, "Meng Xin, happiness is so full that it scares me. From childhood to adulthood, every time I encounter a particularly good thing, there must be something more unlucky behind it."

Meng Xin pushed Chen Fan and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I gave you the bear, so what does it matter to you? Don't think about it."

Chen Fan sat on a corner of the sofa, scratched his wrist, lowered his head slightly and did not speak.

Meng Xin moved over to Chen Fan, raised his arms around his shoulders, patted his shoulders, and said, "Remember what I said? Happiness is the most worthless thing in this world. Countless happy moments gather together, and happiness will come!"

Chen Fan turned his head, looked at Meng Xin and said, "Happiness... will it really come?"

The sudden eye contact mixed with the tranquility of midnight made the surrounding atmosphere more and more ambiguous. Meng Xin said with unprecedented determination in his eyes, "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the distance between the two was too close, he hesitated, and slowly lowered his arms.

Chen Fan grabbed the front of his clothes suddenly, and murmured: "Meng Xin, I am willing to stand here forever, waiting for you to accept me, and you don't care about me, don't worry about me, please, let me I……"

His tone is so humble, so humble that it makes people feel distressed.

His voice is so soft, so soft that when the wind blows, it will melt...

"Chen Fan..."

Meng Xin felt in his heart that he was not worthy of Chen Fan's affection, he said, "I...I don't deserve you to treat me like this"

"you're worth it!"

"I'm not worth it." Meng Xin interrupted Chen Fan, took Chen Fan's hand that was holding onto his skirt, tried to make him let go, and said, "I... I am a person without tomorrow... I have no qualifications at all have feelings..."

Feeling the strength in Meng Xin's hand, Chen Fan grasped it even tighter. He lowered his head slightly, his bangs covered his brows and eyes, and said, "You have, as long as you think of you... you may... you may leave, I I just can't bear it! I want to be with you, you are the only one in my life, I dream of..." At the end of his words, there was already a slight breath.

Meng Xin finally let go of the strength in his hand, and turned to caress Chen Fan's hand with a gentle force, saying: "Chen Fan, tidy up yourself, take a rest, and find a... normal person to live a lifetime, I believe For me, this will be a life worth remembering."

Chen Fan's hands trembled slightly, and even his tone became sharper, he said, "Don't talk to me like that anymore, okay? I...I can't control myself at all, what do you want from me? I I have already laid myself out in front of you, you, you...can you leave me alone?"

"I didn't mean that..." Meng Xin really didn't know how to coax people, so his tone suddenly became hurried.

While talking, his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the number, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious. He collected his emotions before answering the phone.

Seeing Meng Xin's nervous attitude, Chen Fan involuntarily let go.

Meng Xin picked up the phone, her voice softened: "Hi! Mmm, Merry Christmas! Tonight...with friends at night."

His tone is so gentle that Chen Fan has never heard before, as if just twisting it again can melt water.

In Chen Fan's heart, there were tens of thousands of knives working together, and the world was turned upside down in an instant.

At this moment, he was so jealous that he went crazy...

Meng Xin glanced at Chen Fan, whispered a few words, and hung up the phone.

Chen Fan got up suddenly and pulled Meng Xin back to the sofa.

Meng Xin's face changed slightly, she fell on the sofa, stepped back, and said, "You...what are you doing? You know..."

"I know! In the past few days, I have checked all the information and seen the worst ending, but I am not afraid. Meng Xin, I have the courage to walk this road with you, for you... I can do anything ...Even if you don't want your own life, this is not sympathy...just because, because I..."

Meng Xin's eyes were slightly red, she put her hand on his shoulder, turned her head and said, "I'm sorry..."

Chen Fan's heart finally sank. Meng Xin's embrace didn't make him feel the slightest warmth. Instead, it seemed that he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the cold swished into his bones.

He lowered his brows and paused word by word: "Why can he?"

Meng Xin's body froze suddenly, he slowly let go of Chen Fan, stood up, and said, "It's getting late, I've been tossing around for half the night, I'm tired..."

Chen Fan grabbed Meng Xin's sleeve and said, "Meng Xin...why do you do this?"

Meng Xin stroked Chen Fan away coldly, and said indifferently, "I love him? Chen Fan, I'm not a child anymore...I know my feelings..."

Starting from the fingertips, the feeling of weakness began to spread along Chen Fan's arm, and flowed all over his body with the blood.

He suddenly felt a little ridiculous, felt like a little fool

Meng Xin's gift is nothing more than sympathy, and those who have brought him warmth should not hold grudges.

Mom can't, dad can't, ex can't, Wang Xiang can't, of course, Meng Xin can't either.

He suddenly let go and said, "That's it..."

Meng Xin couldn't bear it, so she raised her hand and patted Chen Fan's shoulder, saying, "You have to go to work tomorrow, go to bed early."

The two of them didn't talk anymore, they changed clothes and washed up, just like two zombies who were forced to live together, without even a polite perfunctory.

Cold emotions are the last layer of protection for human beings, and they are always used against those close to them.

In the darkness, Chen Fan stared straight at the ceiling.

He knew that Meng Xin was not asleep, and he also knew that Meng Xin knew that he was not asleep.

I don't know how long I lay in the dark, Chen Fan asked: "Tomorrow... do you really want to eat cake?"

He knew that the meaning of his words was to show weakness and admit mistakes, but at this moment, he felt that anything was fine, as long as this indifference could end.

Meng Xin replied: "Forget it, after thinking about it, I think it's a bit troublesome. It won't be early after class tomorrow."

Chen Fan knew that Meng Xin was tactfully rejecting him. Although he expected the answer, he still couldn't help but be swallowed up by the inexplicable unhappiness until he couldn't control his emotions and cruelly exposed this "tact" with his own hands: "Tomorrow is a holiday. , is there anyone in class?"

"Oh... yes..."

Silence began to spread, the two of them had no more words, and there was a faint sigh in the air, which seemed to be nothing.

Chen Fan turned around, turned his back to Meng Xin, and put his arm under his head.

Such silence is really breathless.

When the hustle and bustle dies down, the bustling recedes, and all the venues... can't "end well"...

In the darkness, the grievance in his heart is accompanied by the humiliation of being rejected, all the sadness is surrounded by the embarrassment of being abandoned, all the resentment is becoming more and more real...

He clutched the pillow cover tightly, a tear streaming down the corner of his eye.

He can ignore what he told himself, why is he still so sad?

Wouldn't it be better if everything went back to the original point, back to the moment of receiving the gift.

He tried his best to control his emotions, trying to make his voice sound the same as usual, and said, "Yes...I'm sorry...today...it's me..."

Meng Xin sighed again, and said, "Chen Fan, I told you. You didn't feel sorry for anyone, and you don't have to feel sorry for anything in the future. No one in this world has the right to make you feel wronged."

At the end, Meng Xin slowed down his speech, his voice was as gentle as when he answered the phone at night, and said, "Chen Fan, Merry Christmas..."

In the dark world, Chen Fan burst into tears.

The next day, night.

Chen Fan didn't go to work, he turned off his mobile phone, cut off the connection with the world, and went to church alone.

There were people coming and going in the church, and he watched the pious believers, knelt down with them, and recited the psalms of God.

He raised his head and looked at the starry lights above his head and the flying gods in the murals.

Jesus looked at all living beings, and there was unprecedented compassion in his eyes.At this moment, everything around seemed to have no sound.

Chen Fan stood in the last row and knelt down slowly.He prayed to God: be merciful to the world, and also to the one he loves...

In the huge torrent of time, every life is like a firefly, shining with tiny lights.

God loves the world, and the world takes it as their belief, and repays the life given by God.

But is life really worth being thankful for?

Without birth, there is no death, let alone suffering.After all, compared with pain, happy times are so easily forgotten, thrown away, and compared to others.

Therefore, what survives is nothing but a forced will to grow.

However, in the dense jungle forged by these wills, how many great miracles make life shine brilliantly!

Therefore, darkness no longer belongs to pity, but God's blessing to the world, blessing love to be endless...