Rebirth of Invincibility

Zheng Moxie picked up the phone on the bedside, looked at the time, and then opened the heavy curtains.

The sunlight outside the window suddenly shot in through the window, shining on Han Ruoqi's sleeping face.

Not sure if she felt the strong sunlight, Han Ruoqi hummed twice, turned around and huddled in Zheng Moxie's arms like a kitten.

A large piece of white chest was exposed from the unbuttoned pajamas, which was covered with bruises left from yesterday's passion. Zheng Moxie held his slender neck, and the slightly long pure black hair reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

Zheng Moxie chuckled lightly, then patted his cheek: "Slacker, it's time to get up!"

Han Ruoqi rubbed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dark eyes looked fragile: "...Oh"

With a faint reply, he climbed up from the bed. His steps were a little unsteady due to some strenuous exercise. Zheng Moxie sat up and tried to hold his arm, but Han Ruoqi slammed him away: "...

...roll!"

Han Ruoqi's eyes at this time were full of indifference, and even more mocking.

Seeing such a strange look in his eyes, Zheng Moxie felt at a loss, but had to let go of his hand, watching his trembling movements as he changed his clothes.

"It hurts? I'm sorry, I hurt you yesterday...I won't do it anymore..." Zheng Moxie lowered his head, his voice low and a little guilty.

"It's okay, there's no future." Han Ruoqi shrugged nonchalantly, put all the uneaten snacks on the table into a bag, and then walked downstairs without looking back.

Zheng Moxie chased him down, then pulled him back the moment he opened the door and was about to go out, and slammed the door: "Han Ruoqi! Tell me clearly what you want to do!"

Han Ruoqi wanted to throw away his hand, but found that his strength was much stronger than hers: "Who the hell do you think you are? I tolerated you when I was with you, but I don't want to tolerate it now."

I couldn’t bear it anymore, so we broke up!”

"What?" Zheng Moxie looked at him doubtfully as if he heard wrongly.

Han Ruoqi's eyelashes trembled, and she said word by word: "...I said, I got tired of spending time with you, and we broke up.

,!”

Zheng Moxie still couldn't believe it. She hugged his cold body, as if if she let go, the person in front of her would disappear: "Why?"

"Ha" Han Ruoqi sneered, but the smile was very bitter: "...Zheng Moxie, to be fair today, you always say that we are in free love, but I have not enjoyed a dime of freedom at all!

"

"Why didn't I give you freedom? Tell me clearly!" Zheng Moxie was obviously a little bit annoyed by him, and the vicious aura on his body was suddenly revealed.

Han Ruoqi showed no signs of weakness and looked straight into his angry eyes with a somewhat excited tone: "I've been with you for so long, and there's never been a time when I was on top? I'm a damn man too.

, I have what you have, why do I have to be suppressed by you every time? I don’t have the word "suffer" written on my face!"

"Huh?" Zheng Moye's chin almost dropped to the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice: "Is that why?"

Han Ruoqi glanced at him with some resentment, then shook her head pitifully: "And last night, I said I didn't want to do it, why do you..."

Zheng Moxie hugged his body and interrupted him: "I'm sorry, Qiqi... I was too angry yesterday. I can't accept you being with other women, you know."

It was obviously a confession, but Han Ruoqi's body froze when she heard it: "...Yes, I like a woman."

"..." Although Zheng Moxie thought of this, he never expected that Han Ruoqi would confess to him. He knew that in Han Ruoqi's heart, he was still a little afraid of him, but

...

He smiled bitterly. Has that woman taken root so deeply in his heart?

Sure enough, people like Han Ruoqi, who are full of light, are different from people like me, and they will never stand together without any barriers...

The hands holding his body tightly fell down slowly. Zheng Moxie lowered his head and sighed, his eyelashes blocking his sight, making him feel particularly lonely: "Do you really want to leave?"

Han Ruoqi nodded without hesitation, but his eyes became a little dark at that moment.

Zheng Moxie smiled bitterly, and then opened the door for him: "In the future...if you have time, can you come and see me?"

Han Ruoqi shook her head: "I'm very busy. You have to know that I haven't graduated from high school yet..."

Zheng Moxie listened to his voice getting further and further away, so she had no choice but to close the door and sit silently on the sofa. The hair in front of her forehead fell down, reflecting the ray of sunlight that came through the window, immersed in a golden color...

Walking downstairs, Han Ruoqi suddenly found that her heart was trembling. She turned around and looked at the closed window, feeling a dreamlike feeling at a loss.

The three years he had been with Zheng Moxie had passed like this, and it had come to an end. His life could finally get back on track, but why did he feel that everything had lost focus?

.....................

Without a penny on her, Han Ruoqi walked to Qiao Xintong's house. The wounds on her body became red and swollen due to friction, and every step she took felt difficult.

By the time he finally crawled to Qiao Xintong's house, it was already noon.

When I walked upstairs, I happened to see Qiao Xintong walking out with her bag on her back.

Because she was not going to work, she was just wearing a very ordinary T-shirt, her golden hair was draped casually on her shoulders, and her lines were exceptionally smooth.

Han Ruoqi held her hand on the stairs and called to her: "Qiao Xintong, don't leave yet!"

Qiao Xintong was startled, and then turned her attention to him. She thought he was just talking casually that day, but she didn't expect... that he would really come...

"Xiao Ruoqi..." She stood there and murmured, but her longing could not be blocked through the thick glasses.

Han Ruoqi scratched her hair and shouted to her: "Open the door first, don't be so stupid, sister! You can look at whatever you want when you enter the house!"

Listening to his careless words, Qiao Xintong twitched the corners of her mouth twice and reluctantly opened the door again, then raised her high heels and kicked Han Ruoqi's ass hard: "Get in here quickly!"

"Damn, it hurts!" When the wound was involved, Han Ruoqi frowned and screamed.