MTL - Since 2000-Chapter 126 :I'm sorry, thank you

The last time a few people ate together was half a year ago.

At that time, it was much more lively than now, and several men were also drowsy.

It was on that day that Lin Feng talked about the ownership of a legend.

That is the day, their lives changed.

Of course, no one could have predicted at the time that their relationship would become so complicated.

If you're not careful, you can't go back to the beginning.

So today, everyone didn't want to drink, they simply fried a few small dishes, and they were preparing to cook white rice with each other's thoughts.

But Ma Chang entrusted Zhang Xiaoying to buy back a few bottles of liquor early.

She personally filled everyone's cups, and then raised the tea one by one.

Lin Feng and the others were not ready to drink, but looking at Ma Chang's reddish eyes, with those genuine eyes, they could only raise their cups silently.

Some people may drift away, but the memory of coexisting with each other will never be wiped away.

After Ma Chang toasted everyone, he then raised a cup to Liu Jing.

"We don't have to." For some reason, Liu Jing felt that Ma Chang behaved a little differently today.

Ma Chang smiled slightly, then said softly, "Respect our lost youth."

Ma Chang's words resonated with everyone.

When everyone met, they were innocent and innocent, as if the hardships in reality were still far away from them, but in the blink of an eye, everyone was forced to experience and mature.

Ma Chang watched Liu Jing drink the wine from the glass and smiled with relief.

Then she looked at everyone with a smile, and went straight to drinking a cup of tea by herself.

Watching Ma Chang drink so many cups of tea, Liu Jing hurriedly served the cold soup.

Watching Ma Chang finish the soup, Liu Jing then hurriedly sent Ma Chang to the room to rest.

Looking at the cautious Liu Jing, Zhao Youru couldn't help filling the cup.

Therefore, drinking such a thing, as long as the lips are wet, it will not stop.

Not only Lao Zhao, Lin Feng and the others quickly followed up with the second cup after drinking the first cup.

It's just that this time they didn't have a drinking order, and they didn't make any noise. They just drank silently, with some unspeakable pain and worries about the future.

After eating and cleaning up the dishes, everyone said goodbye with heavy hearts.

Ma Chang came out of the room and thanked everyone. She still had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes were full of nostalgia.

Walking out of the door, Zhao Youru couldn't wait to take out a cigarette and light it, saying, "Male Gobi..."

Lin Feng silently took the cigarette that Lao Zhao handed over, and then patted him on the shoulder.

Everyone has their own way of life, and Lin Feng never imposes his views on others.

Happiness is never seen in the eyes of others, but only in one's own experience.

Wang Shuang, who had quit smoking for two years, also lit the cigarette that Lao Zhao handed him over, but he choked after just one puff.

Life is sometimes as uncomfortable as spicy tobacco leaves. Of course, those who are forced to accept it will inevitably become dependent on nicotine.

Watching Lin Feng and the others leave, Liu Jing carefully led Ma Chang to the room to lie down.

"You rest for a while, and I'll go get you a glass of water."

Ma Chang nodded slightly.

The weather in November is not so cold, and people in the early stages of pregnancy are not so delicate.

But feeling the feeling of Liu Jing holding it in his palm, Ma Chang's eyes turned red again unconsciously.

"You're a good person, but I'm not..." Ma Chang murmured while looking out the window.

Ma Chang's precedent is not a minority in society, even in Wuhan University.

But no matter who they are, they are not so lucky.

From her own perspective, she is lucky, but why?

Ma Chang looked out the window and smiled miserably, a hint of self-mockery on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, Liu Jing came over with a cup, Ma Chang turned his head and forced a smile again.

Everyone has a memory worthy of being remembered. Looking at Liu Jing, Ma Chang is sure which one belongs to him.

It's just that memories are memories after all and can't be restored.

Ma Chang took the water from Liu Jing and murmured, "Remember our first date? You bought me a cup of warm milk tea at that time."

Liu Jing was slightly startled, and then said softly: "Of course I remember, I was going to add some pearls to you at that time, but you said you didn't like it."

Ma Chang narrowed his eyes slightly and brushed the heavy bangs in front of his forehead with his hand.

"Looking back now, I haven't tasted what pearls are like."

Looking at Ma Chang's expression, Liu Jing was slightly startled.

"You rest first, I'll go buy it right now."

Ma Chang looked at Liu Jing, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and she whispered, "I can't buy it now."

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Yes, of course."

"Wait for a while, I'll be back soon." When he came to the bed, Liu Jing stubbornly covered Ma Chang with the quilt, and hurried out the door.

Looking at Liu Jing's figure leaving in a hurry, two lines of clear tears slowly flowed from the corners of Ma Chang's eyes.

Some people may not be perfect; some people may be very different from the Prince Charming in their hearts, but is everyone a Cinderella?

There is no tragic experience comparable to Cinderella; there is no spirit worth paying for Cinderella; there is no girl who turns the face of all beings upside down, or even the kind heart of Cinderella.

So why do you ask the prince to be waiting for you? .

Moreover, everyone's Prince Charming is different.

Riding a white horse and driving a luxury car must be a prince?

Thinking of Liu Jing's unremitting efforts in these days~www.novelbuddy.com~ Thinking of Shao Peng's heartlessness at the time, Ma Chang's heart was cut like a knife.

A real prince may not ride a white horse. He may not be great, or even very ordinary, but he can hold up a clear sky for you when you need it.

Thinking of this, Ma Chang's tears flowed uncontrollably again.

"I'm so sorry..."

Ma Chang looked out the window and muttered to himself.

There was once a prince in front of her, but she pushed it away with her own hands; there was a good memory that should be cherished, but she tore it apart with her own hands.

Thinking of this, Ma Chang sobbed silently, then slowly got down from the bed.

She came to the restaurant and slowly picked up the wine placed on the table.

When she opened the lid and was about to drink it, she suddenly remembered the care she had received these days.

She stroked her stomach lightly, then picked up the wine bottle and poured the wine from her head.

"I have failed many people, and I will not fail again."

She went back to the room, took out the salute she had prepared, then thought about it, and then took one of the bear dolls by the bed.

"The mistakes I made can only be borne by me." She then put an envelope under the other bear doll and said, "The mistakes I made alone, why should you make up for it together?"

Then, she suddenly remembered the taste of the milk tea, and then stuck out her tongue and licked the liquid at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't know if it was the wine drenched on her head or tears.

"I haven't had pearls, but I thought, I know what that tastes like, sorry thank you..."

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