I Never Meant to Reborn - Chapter 468

[468. Chapter 458 Xiao Chen, I kicked Huang Hui]

“Xiao Chen, stop joking.”

Through the microphone, the depression and frustration in Wang Zibo’s tone can be clearly conveyed.

Chen Hansheng was also powerless. In fact, he had absolute foresight in 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 here anymore.”

Wang Zibo said dismally: “You have comforted me twice in a row. I am really embarrassed to trouble you tonight.”

“You don’t have to worry about that.”

Chen Hansheng paused and said, “I I didn’t plan to move my butt at all, the business lost so much, I can only rely on playing cards to earn some living expenses for my roommates, and barely maintain my life.”

“Then, then I’ll die.”

Wang Zibo said with some uncertainty, his heart Actually don’t want to hang up.

“Beep beep…”

Chen Hansheng took the initiative to press the call button.

Listening to the blind voice on the phone, Wang Zibo suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. The daytime in Jianye was still very hot at the end of October, but at night it felt a little bit like autumn, with a bit of coolness.

On a round table in the Aegean Sea Music Restaurant, Huang Hui was drinking with a few friends, with a happy smile on his face.

Wang Zibo felt sour again. Huang Hui had never shown such an appearance in front of him. In contrast, it further confirmed that Huang Hui’s love with him seemed to be just a perfunctory.

Through the glass window, Wang Zibo saw Huang Hui standing up again, and she staggered to the foreign man at the next table.

They didn’t know what they said, there was a ghost smiling and drinking with Huang Hui, his curly arm resting on Huang Hui’s shoulder dishonestly.

“Grass Nima!”

Wang Zibo just wanted to rush in and fight the ghost, but after walking a few steps, he stopped slowly.

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

At this moment, Wang Zibo suddenly hated the three of them very much.

First of all, this ghost. This is only 2004, and the status of foreigners in China is still very high.

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 surrounded them closely as if they had encountered a rare object.

But there are exceptions, Xiao Chen seems to have always sneered at foreigners.

Especially after entering university, Chen Hansheng also said bluntly: “As long as I am the chairman of the student union for a day, foreign exchange students in the University of Finance and Economics will have to be grandchildren for a day, and I will kill whoever

is pretending to be the mother!” The reason why there are very few exchange students in the University of Finance and Economics is that they are very low-key. They are ranked in the school by seniority, and they are really the role of younger brothers.

Wang Zibo wasn’t surprised either, with Chen Hansheng’s unscrupulous character of “the boss and my second child”, it’s normal for him to look down on anyone.

The second is to hate Huang Hui.

Because Huang Hui took the initiative to drink with others, probably in Huang Hui’s world view, if one or two foreigners can be friends, it 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 said about China’s economy…”

A little English was mixed into the chat, and the force instantly improved.

The last one, what Wang Zibo hates is himself.

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

It doesn’t seem like love either, more of an obsession with what it feels like to be with her.

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

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

Wang Zibo sat down on the road opposite the “Aegean Sea Music Restaurant”, where he could still see Huang Hui, and still see her madness after drinking.

“If I break up with Miss Xiaohui, will I be sad?”

This thought naturally came to Wang Zibo’s mind.

Thinking that he would never see Huang Hui again, Wang Zibo’s heart felt empty for an instant, and he could suffocate just the feeling of colic.

This kind of sadness has happened before, but Wang Zibo felt a different feeling tonight.

Relaxation.

Although sad, Wang Zibo suddenly felt that a mountain that was pressing on him suddenly disappeared.

He didn’t want to lie to himself, the thought of breaking up with Huang Hui seemed to put a burden on his back.

“Probably, I’m also very tired.”

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

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

After sitting like this for an unknown amount of time, the party between Huang Hui and his friends finally came to an end. They stood at the entrance of Qing Bar and waited for a taxi. Huang Hui was a little drunk and staggered on a female friend.

Wang Zibo took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment and called Huang Hui.

Huang Hui glanced at the phone screen and hung up immediately.

“Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please call later…”

At this time, Wang Zibo’s mind was empty, and he mechanically called again.

“Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later…”

When he called the third one, Wang Zibo saw Huang Hui put the mobile phone in his bag, and this time the voice prompt changed to: “Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off.”

At this time, a friend helped Huang Hui stop her. In the taxi, Huang Hui didn’t forget to give that ghost a cheek-to-cheek hug before getting in the car.

Huang Hui didn’t know that Wang Zibo was sitting opposite, nor did she know that Wang Zibo had been sitting among the bushes for a long time.

It wasn’t until the waiters of “Aegean Sea” began to clear up and close the doors, and the entire bar street in 1912 changed from noisy to quiet, that Wang Zibo stood up with difficulty and walked away staggeringly.

He didn’t go back to the dormitory either, and found an Internet cafe nearby.

After logging on to QQ, Wang Zibo clicked on Huang Hui’s dialog box, and memories flooded his mind bit by bit.

They met on the train, but the real confession was actually QQ.

Therefore, when Wang Zibo typed the words “Let’s break up”, he finally couldn’t hold back, and wept loudly on the keyboard full of soot and greasy.

Started

through a screen; liked

through a screen; broke up

through a screen; lost through a screen.

At this moment, Wang Zibo didn’t feel sorry for Huang Hui, but just sorry for his parents who worked hard in Hong Kong City.

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Wang Zibo fell asleep crying last night, the chat box was not closed, and the network administrator came over to see everything.

In fact, the network management is not surprising. There are many college students like this. They don’t play games or watch movies. They cry a lot after breaking up on QQ. Typical online dating players.

Wang Zibo woke up in a daze, and seeing the network administrator standing beside him, his first reaction was to turn off QQ, after all, it was too embarrassing for outsiders to see, even though Huang Hui didn’t reply.

However, just when he was about to click on the chat box, Wang Zibo was stunned for a moment, and Huang Hui actually replied to the message.

Huang Hui used to use red fonts when chatting on QQ. At this time, a red word “good” came into Wang Zibo’s eyes.

There is only one word, and there is no content, but if you connect the last sentence, it will be a complete story.

“Let’s break up.”

“Okay.”

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

The morning sun was 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 to the outside, he felt an unprecedented sense of happiness in his heart.

“Xiao Chen, Huang Hui and I broke up.”

Wang Zibo called Chen Hansheng.

“Oh, Huang Hui you kicked?”

Chen Hansheng asked.

Wang Zibo thought for a while, and said seriously: “Yes, I kicked it.”

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(End of this chapter)