Chapter 167 He Rong's Memories
Four years ago.
In a slightly dark room, there was a table in the empty study, and the man behind the table was finishing a phone call.
Then he threw the phone onto the table and accidentally hit the laptop touchpad, and the advertisement in the lower right corner successfully opened a web page.
This action made him frown, rub his eyebrows, and reach out to close the junk advertisement.
The picture shows a woman, or to be more precise, a not very mature woman, with short hair, just reaching her shoulders.
Her face was surprisingly plump and she was pretty, but he had seen more than a hundred beautiful women.
There was a singing voice coming from the computer. The voice was relatively clean, but it was obvious that there was no skill at all.
After listening to her singing "Grandma's Bridge", He Rong paused, regretting that he had wasted time on this matter. His finger touched the control panel and moved it to turn it off.
Just to hear her say, “I don’t know, but maybe you should hold on?”
She looked uncertain even as she said this. He watched the two idiots discussing something that neither of them were familiar with.
【Walking with God: You are right, or I should adjust my attitude】
"If it were me, I would choose to talk about this matter openly and honestly, but I don't quite agree with arranged marriages in modern society."
Her head tilted left and right, making her look like a tumbler.
[Walking with God: Our marriage is what many people look forward to and can bring more benefits]
She didn't seem to understand what he said, but just expressed her opinion according to her own heart.
"You should talk to your fiancée about this and listen to her opinion. No matter what you want to do, you should respect her, right?"
【Along with God: You are right. I will give it a try】
I don't know what influenced him, but he stayed as if possessed by some mysterious force.
From that day on, he watched her live broadcast in his spare time. Sometimes he would leave the live broadcast room aside to deal with things at hand, but he never registered an account and lurked in the live broadcast room as a visitor.
This live broadcast room is very quiet and there is no one in it most of the time. When no one is around, she is doing her homework, with only her round head showing to the camera. When someone comes in and asks her, she will answer that she is trying to get a scholarship.
Some people only have a limited amount of time. He looked at the not-so-bright girl on the screen. She naturally didn't know the difference between her and others. He said that she had paid too little. If she could wear bolder and hotter clothes, she might earn more.
After all, most men would rather spend a dollar on a fake breast than on a student like her, unless she is willing to do so.
The man she was chatting with was also a poor guy. Every time he came, he would share his emotional difficulties with her, but he never gave her a penny. She never even asked for a gift.
In summary, there are two weird things.
A few days later, he heard the girl holding her face on the screen say that she might not be able to live broadcast anymore.
"I'm sorry, I may not be able to live stream anymore. The income from live streaming is too low. I need another part-time job to earn a living."
[Walking with God: Do you need money? 】
"I live stream for money. I can't survive without money. Yes, I'm in urgent need of money now, so I'm sorry that I can't chat with you next time."
She admitted it decisively, looking apologetic.
[Along with the Gods, Free Fish Plane × 1314]
[Along with the Gods: You should have said it earlier. The last thing I lack is money.]
Seeing her surprised expression and surprised thanks, the man outside the screen paused in registering the account.
The phone dinged, it was the sound of the verification code being delivered.
Unprovoked anger welled up in my heart.
What is he doing.
Watch female anchor?
It's just a waste of time.
I slammed the computer shut, as if this could wipe away the feeling of frustration of missing out.
It was several days later when he opened the website again. He calmly registered the account he had not completed last time.
He didn't believe that his emotions could be so out of control. His education since childhood told him that the only way to solve the problem was to face it.
It's just a little money and well worth it.
"Welcome...rong? Which rong?"
The slightly childish girl on the screen asked with her head slightly tilted.
【Rong：
He added her WeChat through the guild, and it was really difficult to add her on WeChat.
But it's also good. She doesn't look smart, and it would not be good for her to be deceived.
Sometimes they would chat on WeChat, day or night, whenever he had free time, they would chat.
Sometimes he would wonder what his purpose was and what he wanted to obtain.
Under his deliberate seduction, he gradually developed different feelings. He was sure that she felt it, and he could also feel the gradual softening in her words.
It was easy for him to control such a fool.
He picked up the coffee proudly, and the bitter taste of the coffee suddenly woke him up.
He must be crazy. He actually wants to have an online romance with a female anchor and is so complacent about it.
He Rong looked gloomy and closed his computer.
He opened the computer again, took a look, and closed it again.
He opened the computer again, took a look, and closed it again.
Over and over again.
He Rong gave herself one last chance. If he didn't contact her for three days, then it would be as if nothing had happened.
The next moment.
The vibration of his cell phone, his subconscious reaction of reaching out his hand, and the uncontrollable anticipation in his heart all told him something.
You're done, He Rong.
You overestimate your ability to control yourself.
Benyu: A boy in our school confessed to me today. Do you think I should accept it?
Rong: No
Silly Fish: Why?
Rong: Why do you say that?
It’s a pity that this period of relaxation did not last long.
He suddenly received a phone call from his mother, telling him that he would be able to return to Hong Kong soon.
Before I could think about it carefully, the words of refusal had already come out of my mouth subconsciously.
The other end said coldly: "You want me to check where your spending is?"
This feeling of being controlled made him angry.
As long as he goes to Hong Kong, it will not be easy for him to return to the mainland, and Youyu will not give up her studies and go to Hong Kong with him.
Even if she was willing to give up everything, she wouldn't be able to adapt to that kind of environment.
This is a dead end.
Everything must come to an end at this moment.
He could only gradually reduce his conversation with her.
When his phone vibrated with a message, he would light a cigarette and place it on the table, with the butt facing himself. The scarlet heat would burn the cigarette shaft. When the cigarette burned to the bottom, he would reply to the message.
Maybe she felt the perfunctory treatment and gradually stopped contacting me.
I still go to the live broadcast room as usual and even spend more money.
Suddenly one day, she stopped broadcasting and never broadcast again after that.
He met with a man and made a deal with him.
As late autumn was approaching, the last message he sent her before boarding the plane to Hong Kong left her with the last words.
I hope you can be happy in real life too.
During this period, he also returned to the mainland.
Knowing that she had a boyfriend in college, he was angry but didn't take it to heart.
They would break up sooner or later even without his intervention.
Sure enough, they broke up, and he even opened a bottle of wine to celebrate.
He thinks he is very capable.
What competitiveness does Shen Rumo have as a man with an ex-fiancée?
I didn't take him seriously at first.
The image of Youyu’s red cheeks because of another person flashed through my mind.
And that pair of broken cups.
Thinking of this, He Rong didn't want to wait any longer.
Called the assistant: "Susan, help me apply for a flight route. I want to go to S City. Yes, now."
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