Chapter Forty-Five Next Stop Happiness

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  In the noisiest bar at its most turbulent moment, four girls cried together, each having their own inexplicable sorrow in the story called Qing.

  In her heart, Fang Li is like a drop of water. With a little sunshine, she will scatter seven-colored light. She flaunts her beauty and is unwilling to be small. She is also weak, pouring out her tears throughout the ocean; she also persists, no one can stop her from going where she wants. She was born for beauty, on this road, she can crush bones, but cannot turn back.

  Meng Xi is like a transparent glass, placed on the windows of high-rise buildings, shining brightly, worth looking up to. But although it looks very hard, it's actually fragile and needs protection. The light reflected in the sunlight makes people feel that she is also warm like the sun, but her heart without temperature is cold, she urgently needs warmth, she is willing to pay a price for this. She needs something worldly, just.

  Su Xia is like a hedgehog, she wants to protect herself and the people around her, so she has grown a proud thorn, but dares not easily get close to others. She fears loneliness, so uses one thorn to tell others that she just doesn't need them. She cherishes her own thorns, only fearing that others will see through her and realize that she's actually not that strong.

  Du Ruo is like a cactus, with just a little water she can grow stubbornly, and even in the desert she can find a way out. She is not afraid, often lamenting the injustice of fate, and also resentful of her own bad timing. She acknowledges that many things cannot be obtained through hard work alone, but also relies on her unyielding methods to reclaim what belongs to her.

  They all have their own differences, but there is one thing they are similar in, which is stubbornness. That stubbornness blooms like a thorny rose in their youth, hurting others and sometimes also piercing their own flesh.

  Although they sometimes seem high and mighty, some appear to be overbearing, and at times, they may be fragile enough to cry at the drop of a hat, but in reality, they are just struggling through their own worlds, gritting their teeth and telling themselves that the next stop is happiness.

  "Egg whites, you girls stay together for a while, we'll go out for a walk!" Xi extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

  "Alright, the girls have something to whisper about!" Egg white replied very readily. Then turned to Meng Xi and said, "I'll be back soon, cry for a while and it will be fine, don't cry too long, I'll feel heartache."

  Egg whites always squeeze out a good-looking smile, making people feel warm in their hearts. That feeling is like time can cross over the desolate sorrow, reach the noisy center, and enjoy a moment of tranquility.

  "Junli, let's go out for a walk. You and Moxiao take care of them here! I'm your good brother, I won't compete with your girlfriend." Xicao said to An Junli.

  "Don't talk nonsense, you're my best brother, no one can replace you." An Junli grasped Xi Zai's hand, "It's late, be careful too."

  At 2 am, the wind was a bit chilly to the skin, and the loose clothes were trembling in the wind. Two people were walking aimlessly, the view in front of them constantly expanding into the darkness, unfolding section by section. Suddenly it's like our lives, we don't know what's ahead, sometimes feeling like we're almost at the end, but finding that the closer we get, the more distant it becomes.

  At this time, people are the least guarded and their hearts are the softest. Egg whites thought back to over a decade ago when he was too selfish and refused to share his father with others. Now if he were to let go of his father's hand, how lonely would his father be walking through the rest of his life?

  Sometimes you realize that you've spent your whole life hating someone, only to discover in the end that there was no real reason to hate them.

  Xi Ya always stared straight ahead into the darkness, feeling that the dense blackness in front of him was getting closer and closer to the darkness in his life. He didn't remember his father or mother, and the principal said he had selective amnesia.

  Since he remembered, every day he had dreams about blackness, as if he fell into a black swamp and couldn't struggle out. The air was filled with gravity that wanted to bury him. He tried hard to shout but couldn't make a sound, then his tears flowed from the dream to reality, making it impossible for him to distinguish between what's real and what's illusory.

  "Xī jiào, what's wrong?" Egg suddenly spoke out in a choked voice, which was particularly jarring in the silent darkness.

  "Well, there shouldn't be, no one can hate someone they've never met." Xī Jiǎo explained with a chuckle.

  Nor did he know why, but through the darkness in between, he could see a strange smile on Xi Ze's face, like a snow lotus flower. It bloomed for an instant before being covered by ice and snow, stiffening into coldness.

  "If you could have a home, would you?"

  "I don't know, maybe not, I've gotten used to this kind of life, even if I'm tired, I'm too lazy to change it."

  Yes, that child in the vast sea of people is now a stranger even if they meet again. So many years have passed, everyone has been living their own lives, who would still miss this kind of relationship? Egg thought so, sighed and let it rise into the air.

  The sky was starting to show a faint light, and several girls had cried with tears like pear blossoms, their eyes were all red. An Junli took them all to his home to rest, and Dan Qing and Xi Zai also came together.

  Fang Li's eyes felt a little sore and swollen, her legs were slightly numb. However, she still kept her eyes open, staring at everything that belonged to An Junli, even though the house seemed so empty, it was even a bit scary.

  Looking at such a luxurious and magnificent villa, there is also an invisible coldness and desolation inside. Fang Li suddenly understood that An Junli was not as brilliant as they saw him to be.

  What exactly happened, wasn't An Junli's family quite prominent?

  After settling Fang Li down, Mo Xiao drove back to his own home. His father was often not at home, so Mo Xiao didn't hesitate to open the door and go in, but fearing it would disturb his mother's rest, he controlled the sound of the opening door very quietly.

  "You still know how to come back!" Mo Xiao quietly closed the door of her home, but her father sat upright on the sofa, his face without a hint of expression.

  "Dad, why aren't you sleeping?" Mo Xiao was startled.

  "What's going on? Are you hanging out with those rascals again?"

  "No." Mo Xiao hated it most when his father looked down on his brothers. Why could his father come and go as he pleased, while they were scolded for being out late?

  "I'm telling you, you're my son, don't lose face for me outside. Look at the way you are now, like a beggar."

  Mo Xiao hung her head and didn't say anything.

  "Hurry up and get ready, we're going out for lunch at noon." Mo Dao-yuan looked at Mo Xiao with a hint of disdain, his words concise. Even to his own son, he didn't want to waste another word.

  "What's for dinner?" Mo Xiao asked in confusion. His father was usually busy and rarely seen, so why did he have time to take the whole family out for a meal today?

  "What's with all the nonsense? Get going!" Mo Dao Yun's tone did not allow for any disobedience. (Latest updates...)