i only like your face

Chapter 60

...is it real?

It was still a dull gaze, but it was no longer an accidental glance, but it became his normal attitude when facing himself at the moment.

Han Shaoying rested on the passenger seat like a dumb machine. He stared at Mo Ming for a long time before he suddenly uttered: "Then, what do you mean by preparing a gift for me?"

"Gift?" Mo Ming asked, "What gift?"

Looking at Mo Ming's blank eyes, Han Shaoyong's heart sank suddenly: "Birthday gift..."

While speaking, Han Shaoyun deliberately turned his head to look at the back seat, but he didn't see the tea set he expected.

Is it in the trunk?

Mo Ming frowned slightly: "Today is your birthday?"

Han Shaoyun's body shook, and his eyes moved back to Mo Ming's face inch by inch: "You, don't you know?"

Mo Ming didn't answer, but said softly, "Happy birthday to Mr. Han."

Han Shaolong stared into Mo Ming's eyes, and said word by word: "Let me ask you, do you know that today is my birthday?"

Mo Ming looked away from Han Shaoying's face again: "I came to find your driver to pick up something, I didn't expect to meet you, please tell that driver for me, I don't want the things..."

Before Mo Ming could finish his sentence, Han Shaoyun reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it to his eyes, almost staring at him.

"I'll ask again, do you know that today is my birthday?"

Mo Ming struggled several times but failed to push Han Shaoyun's hand away, his eyes gradually became cold: "Mr. Han, we have already broken up."

"You don't know, right? You don't even know that my birthday is today..." Han Shaoying's eyes trembled, he couldn't believe it, "You, how could you not know..."

In the past few years, he has been traveling around, and he didn't take his birthday seriously. Every time he only received some blessings from relatives and friends online.

Now he suddenly remembered that Mo Ming had been with him for three years and had not once expressed his birthday to him.

The important thing is of course not a happy birthday or a so-called gift, the key is that this man loves himself so much, shouldn't such a day be engraved in his heart?

"Mr. Han." Mo Ming said, "Please let go."

"Isn't the gift for me? You bought it yesterday..." Han Shaoying didn't let go, but his voice was no longer as strong as before. "Actually, I like tea sets..."

"That's for my teacher." Mo Ming said directly.

"Your teacher..." Han Shaoying twitched the corner of his mouth, "Zhou Yixiang?"

Mo Ming's expression was cold: "Yes, his birthday is tomorrow."

Han Shaoying let go of his hand little by little, as if he had lost all expression, and sat on the co-pilot blankly.

Mo Ming doesn't remember his birthday...

I never thought about reconciling with him today...

Break up, he is serious...

Mo Ming tidied up his clothes: "Is there anything else?"

Han Shaoyun slowly closed his eyes: "Now drive to Zhao Cheng's bar, I can pretend that nothing happened before, I know, you are very wronged by letting you be my lover all the time, so I plan to..."

"I'm not wronged." Mo Ming interrupted lightly, "I haven't had any dissatisfaction in the past three years, but now this relationship is over."

It was quiet in the carriage for a long time before Han Shaoying twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Well, it's over, I know..."

"If there is nothing else, please get off the car, Mr. Han."

Han Shaoying's chest rose and fell, and his suppressed panting sound was like the countdown of the second hand before the explosion, but he still forced a smile on his face. He nodded and smiled while unfastening his seat belt and said: "Okay, very good, the points will be divided." Well, I didn't care at all..."

Han Shaoyun got out of the car, and before closing the car door, he bent over to look at Mo Ming in the car: "I'm not trying to scare you, from now on, you don't even want to see me..."

With his hands still on the steering wheel, Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoyun quietly, his eyes were like two obsidian immersed in clear lake water, dark and cold, he said, "I see."

Bang!

Han Shaoyun slammed the car door, and his slightly distorted face was reflected in the car window.

The car starts, drives away, disappears...

Withdrawing his gaze, Han Shaoyun stuffed his hands into the pockets of his coat, turned around and walked towards the bar.

The bright night scene in the bustling area is like a series of illusory lights and shadows, giving Han Shaoying a sense of unreality that seems to be half asleep. He numbly looks at the pedestrians, traffic, and high-rise neon lights, and finally thinks in a daze that he and Mo Ming broke up. Already...

Really divided.

I will never see you again.

It was like a dream, and he hadn't had time to brew his emotions yet.

The cold wind blows on the body, as if piercing through the heart, empty.

Not long after he left, Han Shaoyun sat down by a small flower bed, took a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and smoked silently.

He suddenly remembered Mo Ming who put himself into a cardboard box that night in T City just to surprise him. In the fluttering colorful sequins, he looked at Mo Ming's smiling face, and his heart seemed to miss two beats. .

Compared with the cold Mo Ming in the car just now, it is so severe.

Zhao Cheng called.

"Where are you, Old Han? Today you are the protagonist, why are you still missing?"

Han Shaoyun smoked a cigarette and looked at the traffic on the road: "I'll be back in a while."

"Is Xiao Moming with you? Come quickly, both of you." The voice on the other end was so noisy that Zhao Cheng had to turn up the volume, "I have explained to the staff that as soon as you and Xiao Moming appear, the light effect will be completely reduced." It hits both of you, don't say you want to introduce Xiao Mo Ming grandly, even if you want to propose to Xiao Mo Ming, I will create enough atmosphere for you."

Han Shaoyong rested his hands on his forehead and closed his eyes.

"Hey old Han, hello, can you hear me?"

If it wasn't for the faint siren sound, Zhao Cheng would almost have thought that the signal had been interrupted. After waiting for a long time, he heard Han Shaoying's faint and hoarse voice: "Mo Ming and I are separated..."

"Break up?" Zhao Cheng was stunned for a while, "Old Han, are you kidding? You said earlier that you would disclose your relationship with Xiao Moming tonight. Why did you suddenly break up now? Just broke up? Why? "

Zhao Cheng asked questions like a cannonball, and Han Shaoyun was even more upset. He took two puffs of cigarettes: "If you divide it, you will divide it. There is no reason. I suddenly thought it would be impossible to divide."

Zhao Cheng was silent for a while: "Old Han, are you okay?"

Han Shaoyun: "What can I do? I'm fine. I'm refreshed now. I can sprint 5000 meters on the spot."

Zhao Cheng:"…"

Han Shaolong quickly returned to the bar.

Zhao Cheng faintly felt that something was wrong with Han Shaoying: "Old Han, are you really okay..."

Han Shaoyun patted Zhao Cheng's shoulder and said with a smile, "Do you think I have something to do?"

"... "

Like.

In the part that was originally used to announce Han Shaoyong's separation and introduce his lover, Han Shaoyong was only used to express his gratitude generously. He seemed to be much more emotional than at the beginning of the scene, as if he had just begun to really integrate into the jubilant atmosphere.

After cutting the cake, Zhao Chengcheng watched as Han Shaoying chatted enthusiastically with a few small Internet celebrities who took the initiative to come up to him. A little internet celebrity, who was so excited that she almost covered her mouth and screamed.

Han Shaoying was so excited that he poured a toast into his mouth whenever someone came up to offer a toast. The whole drinking party lasted until after two o'clock in the morning, and Han Shaoying was directly drunk on the sofa.

Zhao Cheng went up to help him drive away Yingying Yanyan, and worked with another friend to lift Han Shaoying out.

Zhao Cheng turned to Yang Guan and said, "Xiao Yang, take your brother Han's coat from the sofa."

"oh oh."

Yang Guan went to the sofa and grabbed the black coat, turned around and trotted after Zhao Cheng and the others. Shen Xixi, who was following him, saw at a glance a small square red leather box that fell out of the coat pocket.

Yang Guan had already run away, Shen Xixi picked up the small square box on the sofa suspiciously.

Gently lifted the lid of the box, Shen Xixi gasped... Okay, what a big drill.

The author has something to say: (this chapter is short, the next chapter will be thick and long)

The breakup scene is basically over, and we will enter a new chapter

I've been following the outline, I don't mean to get stuck in the plot, I just want to write down the psychological changes of Gong in detail, if I accidentally affect the rhythm, I will pay attention to it next time...

(Prepare to challenge on Sunday and Saturday, I can do it)