Four Hundred and Fifty-Seven, Xiao Chen, I Kicked Huang Hui

"Xiao Chen, stop joking."

Through the microphone, the deep frustration in Wang Zibo's tone can be clearly conveyed.

There was nothing Chen Hansheng could do. In fact, he had absolute foresight on this matter. Even when Wang Zibo and Huang Hui met for the first time on the train, Chen Hansheng knew that there would be such a result.

"Xiao Chen, don't come over either."

Wang Zibo said sadly: "You have comforted me twice in a row. I am really embarrassed to bother you again tonight."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Chen Hansheng paused and said: "I have no intention of moving my butt at all. The business has lost so much, so I can only earn some living expenses for my roommates by playing cards and barely maintain my life."

"Then, I'll hang up."

Wang Zibo said with some uncertainty, he actually didn't want to worry in his heart.

"Dududu..."

Chen Hansheng took the initiative to press the call button.

Listening to the blind tone on the phone, Wang Zibo suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in his heart. It was still very hot during the day in Jianye at the end of October, but it already felt a little like autumn at night, with a slight chill.

At a round table in the Aegean Music Restaurant and Bar, Huang Huizheng and a few friends toasted and drank, with a cheerful smile on their faces.

Wang Zibo felt sour again. Huang Hui had never behaved like this in front of him. In contrast, it further confirmed that Huang Hui's love affair with him seemed to be just a perfunctory one.

Through the glass window, Wang Zibo saw Huang Hui standing up again. She staggered to the table of foreign men next door.

They didn't know what they said, but there was a ghost guy who was drinking with Huang Hui with a smile, and put his curly arm on Huang Hui's shoulder dishonestly.

"Cao Nima's!"

Wang Zibo was about to rush in and fight the ghost guy, but after taking a few steps, he slowly stopped again.

Because Huang Hui didn't mind at all, she even took out the mobile phone Wang Zibo bought for her and exchanged numbers with the ghost guy.

At this moment, Wang Zibo suddenly hated the three people for no reason.

The first is this ghost guy. This was only 2004, and foreigners still had a high status in the country.

Wang Zibo remembers that around 2000, a group of Americans came to Hong Kong City No. 1 Middle School for academic exchanges. At that time, many students gathered around them to observe them as if they had encountered a rare object.

However, there are exceptions. Xiao Chen seems to have always looked down upon foreigners.

Especially after entering college, Chen Hansheng said unabashedly: "As long as I am the president of the student union for one day, the foreign exchange students at the University of Finance and Economics will be their grandsons for one day. I will destroy whoever pretends to be awesome!"

Probably because there are so few exchange students at the University of Finance and Economics, they are very low-key, and in terms of seniority in the school, they are really the younger brothers.

Wang Zibo is not surprised either. With Chen Hansheng's character of being "the boss of heaven and the second son of me", it is normal for him to look down on everyone.

Secondly, I hate Huang Hui.

Because Huang Hui took the initiative to drink with others. Probably in Huang Hui's world view, if you can have one or two foreigners as friends, this is something worth showing off.

It is almost conceivable that Huang Hui could inadvertently say such a sentence when going out to parties in the future.

"When I was chatting with Jackson that day, he talked about China's economy..."

The conversation was mixed with a little bit of English, and the quality of the conversation instantly improved.

The last one, Wang Zibo hates himself.

Chen Hansheng, a young man, has clearly pointed out that Huang Hui is a low-end green tea, but he seems to be obsessed with it, trying desperately to get close to Huang Hui again and again, and willingly giving her money again and again.

This doesn't seem to be love, but more of a fascination with the feeling of being with her.

Huang Hui is definitely not the top beauties like Shen Youchu and Xiao Rongyu, and she is far from it, but she happens to be Wang Zibo's favorite type, and her every smile can touch Wang Zibo's heart.

However, no matter how good the dream is, it is just a dream, and it will eventually wake up.

Wang Zibo sat down on the road opposite "Aegean Sea Bar".

He can still see Huang Hui here, and he can still see her crazy state after drinking.

"If Sister Xiaohui and I break up, will I be sad?"

This idea came to Wang Zibo's mind naturally.

Thinking of never seeing Huang Hui again, Wang Zibo felt empty in his heart. Just the feeling of cramping could make him suffocate.

I have experienced this kind of sadness before, but tonight Wang Zibo also experienced a different feeling.

A sense of ease.

Although he was sad, Wang Zibo also felt that a big mountain that was pressing on him suddenly disappeared. He didn't want to lie to himself, thinking that after breaking up with Huang Hui, a burden seemed to have suddenly been dropped on his back.

"Probably, I'm also very tired."

As soon as Wang Zibo raised his head, tears fell down unconsciously.

He moved to a more private place, not wanting strangers passing by to see him crying.

After sitting like this for who knows how long, the party between Huang Hui and her friends finally ended. They stood at the door of the bar waiting for a taxi. Huang Hui was a little drunk and staggered, leaning on a female friend.

Wang Zibo took out his cell phone and hesitated to call Huang Hui.

Huang Hui glanced at the phone screen and hung up.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call, please call again later..."

At this time, Wang Zibo's head was empty, and he hit him again mechanically.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call, please call again later..."

When the third call was made, Wang Zibo saw Huang Hui suddenly put the phone into her bag. This time the voice prompt changed to: "Sorry, the number you dialed has been hung up."

At this time, a friend helped Huang Hui stop a taxi. Before Huang Hui got in the car, she didn't forget to give the ghost a hug.

Huang Hui didn't know that Wang Zibo was sitting opposite, or that Wang Zibo had been sitting in the bushes for a long time.

It wasn't until the waiters at "Aegean Qing Bar" began to close the door and the entire 1912 bar street turned from noisy to quiet that Wang Zibo stood up with difficulty and left with a staggering step.

He didn't go back to his dormitory and found a nearby Internet cafe.

After getting on QQ, Wang Zibo clicked on Huang Hui's dialog box, and memories filled his mind bit by bit.

They met on the train, but it was actually on QQ that they really confessed to each other.

Therefore, when Wang Zibo typed the words "Let's break up", he finally couldn't hold it back and cried loudly on the keyboard full of soot and greasy.

Start across the screen;

Like across the screen;

break up across the screen;

Lost through the screen.

At this moment, Wang Zibo did not feel sorry for Huang Hui, but felt sorry for his parents who worked hard in Hong Kong City.

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"Hey hey hey, classmate, wake up."

The next morning, the network administrator woke Wang Zibo up.

Wang Zibo cried and fell asleep last night without closing the chat box. The network administrator came over to see everything clearly.

The network administrator is not surprised. There are many college students like this nowadays. They don’t play games or watch movies. They say on QQ that they will cry loudly after breaking up. They are typical online dating contestants.

Wang Zibo woke up confused and saw the network administrator standing nearby. His first reaction was to close QQ. After all, it was too embarrassing for outsiders to see, although Huang Hui did not reply.

However, just when he clicked off the chat box, Wang Zibo suddenly discovered that Huang Hui had actually replied to the message.

Huang Hui used to use red fonts when chatting on QQ. At this time, a red word "good" caught Wang Zibo's eyes.

There is only one word and no content, but if you connect it with one sentence, it will be a completed story.

"let's break up."

"good."

Wang Zibo took a deep breath. He didn't want the network administrator to watch the fun, so he got off the plane and left.

The morning sun was very dazzling. Wang Zibo stood at the door of the Internet cafe, squinting his eyelashes and trying to adapt. When his whole body was warmed from the inside out, he felt an unprecedented sense of happiness in his heart.

"Xiao Chen, Huang Hui and I broke up."

Wang Zibo made a call to Chen Hansheng.

"Oh, did you kick Huang Hui?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

Wang Zibo thought for a while and said seriously: "Yes, I kicked him."

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