C847 He Lost His Mind
C847 He Lost His Mind
Xiao Pei panted heavily as he looked at her. The hand that wrapped around her waist moved away bit by bit and then gradually tightened into a fist.
He took two steps back and stumbled.
Her body was somewhat weak. She leaned against the wall and looked at him in front of her.
The air fell into absolute silence again until the sensing lamp went out again.
Gong Moyan did not move. Until now, she did not dare to investigate the reason why Xiao Pei kissed her.
She did not want to guess and only wanted to hear the answer by kissing his ear.
Xiao Pei, who retreated, in the short darkness, only felt that he wanted to kill the him from a moment ago.
However, after he lit up the sensing lamp again, he saw a beautiful scene right in front of him.
He felt that he must have gone crazy. He actually wanted to kiss her and leave such a beautiful scene in the last moments of his life.
And he really did it. With the help of alcohol, he threw away all his rationality. The one in front of him was her, the one who gave him warmth a few years ago, and the one who was outstanding and calm on the stage.
When Xiao Pei's kiss fell again, Gong Moyan clearly noticed the difference at this moment.
If the kiss just now was just a spring rain, then Xiao Pei's kiss at this moment was like a violent storm.
He was strong, crazy, and carried a desperate force. It was a look that she had never seen before.
Gong Moyan's heart seemed to have been hit by something. It kept shaking in her chest. Her body began to lose control. She felt that she was lifted up a little bit and then pressed in a corner as if she was going to be swallowed alive.
In her impression, Xiao Pei had always been gentle and gentle. When he smiled at her, it was like a warm wind. When it was cold, it was just winter snow.
But at this moment, her lips... Her lips hurt from the kiss. All the bones in her body seemed to be tied up by him as if they were on fire. They were in the dark corner of the stairwell. There was no light. Other than the sound of the kiss, there was nothing else.
Gong Moyan's thoughts became more and more chaotic. Until she felt something pressing against her.
She suddenly reacted, but she was supported by Xiao Pei. Her feet could not touch the ground and she could not leave.
And that feeling was getting more and more obvious.
She knew what that was, and her heart was as shocked as a drum.
Until he hugged her again. Taking advantage of that moment, Gong Moyan immediately found an opportunity. She pushed Xiao Pei away and ran.
She rushed into the underground parking lot and did not know where she was going. She just ran forward quickly and tried to erase the feeling from her memory.
For the first time, she realized the difference between men and women. There were too many things that she didn't dare to think about after drinking.
Gong Moyan ran all the way to the entrance of a building. She hurriedly went up and turned to look. There was no trace of Xiao Pei behind her.
That was true. He was staggering when he walked just now. Naturally, he could not catch up to her.
When she went up to the ground, Gong Moyan panted heavily. She used her phone to take a picture of herself and saw that she had seen Xiao Pei. Fortunately, she only had lips. Her lips were a little swollen and her cheeks were red, but her clothes were not messy.
However, the feeling Xiao Pei gave her just now was still lingering.
She did not dare to go down to find him. Instead, she quickly ran out of the neighborhood and got into the car. She took out her phone and sent a message to Xiao Pei. "Mr Xiao Pei, you are drunk. We will talk tomorrow. I will go home first."
When the message was sent, Gong Moyan realized that she was using the number she had been using.
That number, many years ago, she had secretly sent him a poem in an anonymous manner. She had sent it for more than half a year, and in the end, he did not even know who it was.
As for WeChat, they had already deleted him a few years ago.
SMS couldn't be deleted if it was sent out. Gong Moyan stared at the interface for a long time. Finally, she sighed and put away her phone.
He knew. He knew!
In the stairwell, Xiao Pei did not move. He leaned against the cold wall. The reason he had lost before was slowly fading away. The blood that had disappeared returned.
There was no one else in the stairwell. He called Moyan in a low voice, but there was no response.
After a long time, he let out a long breath and slid down the wall bit by bit.
His phone vibrated in his pocket. He picked it up and tried three times before he unlocked it successfully.
Then, he saw a message from her saying that she had left.
He put away his phone and stood there for a while. Then, he turned around and went to the elevator. He pressed the button on his floor.
When he got home, Xiao Pei walked to the sofa and sat down. He thought of something and took out his phone to look at it.
He saw the person who had just sent him the message. He had a note called "Miss Nameless.
He blinked and looked forward. Then, he saw the other messages that the number had sent him. It had been more than half a year, and the last one was Xiao Pei's recollection. It was the time they had known each other.
Suddenly, some kind of hard feeling in his heart seemed to be torn apart by a strong force. Then, a cold wind rushed in without warning.
Xiao Pei looked at the messages on his phone. His voice was hoarse but gentle. "It's you."
He remembered that many years ago, he had failed an experiment. In addition, his family had been in trouble for a few days, and he had been in a bad mood. He was extremely depressed.
Coincidentally, that 'nameless girl' had sent him an oil poem. It was very funny.
When he had seen it at that time, most of his uncomfortable mood had been swept away. He thought to himself that since a stranger was concerned about him, there was actually nothing wrong with it.
Only now did he know that so long ago, she had given him warmth.
However, it was too late.
At this moment, he really wanted to go back to that snowy day. He would drink the milk tea she gave him and use the eggs she gave him to cover his face; he would not chase her away. He would spend that night with her and send her home the next day, saying that he would wait for her to grow up.
But...
Xiao Pei took out a diagnosis book from his pocket and read it for a long time with a bitter smile on his lips.
A drop of tears fell on the diagnosis book, but he seemed to be unable to bear the weight. The diagnosis book fell to the ground.
On it, a few words were clearly written: Final stage of stomach cancer.
He stared at the piece of paper and still could not figure it out at this moment. It was just that he did not have a good appetite these few days. If he went for a checkup, how did it become stomach cancer?
He was young and did not smoke or drink. Although his life was not very regular, it was not to the point of staying up late every day. Why did he have stomach cancer?
However, he could not help but believe those words.
Moreover, he went to a tertiary Grade A hospital.
When the doctor called his name and gave him the diagnosis, he felt as if the entire world had collapsed.
His father had passed away, and his mother hated him even before she died. It was so easy for him to walk out of the painful shadow of the past and want to start a new life, but God had made such a big joke on him!
He slid to the ground and did not move. Many scenes flashed past his eyes and finally fixed on the appearance of Gong Moyan who just stood in front of him.
It was said that wine could relieve thousands of worries. However, after drinking so much wine, he could not even walk steadily. Other than some impulsiveness, his mind was exceptionally clear.
He knew what he was doing. It was just that he couldn't control his rationality. The pearl earrings from that day didn't seem to have landed on his chest, but on his heart.
At the end of his life, he was moved by her.