Chapter 8

◎ Without love, where does hate come from?◎

In the corner of Jasmine Coffee House, the atmosphere was damn weird.

They had never been like this before... With three people present at the same time, surprisingly, no one spoke.

Zhu Yao crossed her arms and glared at the two frightened people in front of her. She had to deal with them one by one. Which one to start with... She rolled her eyes and stared at Xu Zhaolin, "Why did you go to that yoga studio again?"

Xu Zhaolin's predecessor was the regional sales manager of this yoga studio chain, a playboy who had been through a lot of flowers and had every last bit of it on him.

I knew you would ask this! Xu Zhaolin quickly took out the excuse he had thought of a long time ago, "Then there is still money in the card that someone gave me, and I haven't used it up. I won't go there after I use it up." Zhu Yao

had an expression of "I don't believe you" on her face, "Okay, I'll let you go first."

Xu Zhaolin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. This was Zhu Yao's signal, which meant that he could now stand on the same side with her to interrogate Du Ningyang.

Du Ningyang stretched out one hand straight, with his wrist resting on the edge of the table, his fingernails tapping the table surface lightly, and the other hand pressed under his buttocks, his head tilted back to look at the ceiling, with a very typical guilty look.

"Ahem," Zhu Yao said, officially starting the interrogation, "When did you and Wen Xu start?"

Du Ningyang staggered, "What? It didn't start. You saw it, I just wanted to piss off his mother."

"You had nothing to do with a man, and then you and his mother were arguing on the street?" Xu Zhaolin also joined in, "How do you explain the last phone call?"

This man dared to bring it up. She had never expected to quarrel with an old woman on New Year's Day. Du Ningyang's eyes widened, "Who is to blame for this?"

"Du Ningyang, I stand with Xu Zhaolin on this matter. He is a rare righteous man in his life. If I heard others make up stories about you like this, I would also go up and scold Na Xia or something," Zhu Yao said again, "You should confess quickly and I think Wen Xu will be here soon. If you don't tell us now, we will ask him later."

"Yes, be careful that we interrogate him and torture him."

Du Ningyang had no choice but to let out a long "Fuck--" and confessed honestly, "On that day, the one in Helios was Wen Xu."

Zhu Yao and Xu Zhaolin were stunned for a moment, and they turned into flammable and explosive high school girls, hugging each other and screaming softly.

"Stop," Du Ningyang stretched out his hand to stop them, "So I said I have nothing to do with him."

"Why?" Xu Zhaolin's face was full of envy, "If he had continued to develop according to his high school appearance and not grown ugly, he should be a fair-skinned, abstinent and mature man now. If you sleep with such a man, shouldn't a normal person seize the opportunity?" "

The key is that he is not normal," Du Ningyang sealed Xu Zhaolin's mouth with his fingers, and analyzed meaningfully: "A normal person should disappear in the sea of ​​people and never contact each other again after a one-night stand, but he wants me to be responsible for him."

Du Ningyang deliberately didn't mention the fact that Wen Xu had shown signs of liking her a long time ago. After all, she had no actual evidence, and it would be easy for her to be ridiculed for being sentimental.

Even in front of Zhu Yao and Xu Zhaolin, she seemed to be unable to lose face.

And when such a high-quality object made such a sincere request, but was evaluated as "abnormal", Xu Zhaolin could only think of one reason, and he made a meaningful conclusion: "I know, he can't live."

Where did he come from? Du Ningyang frowned, roaring in his heart for Wen Xu.

"Fuck you," Zhu Yao cursed, "Isn't this irresponsible? How can you misinterpret a good man like this? If I remember correctly, you said he was ugly last time, which was really bad - and we heard his tone on the phone, he was really happy."

In the relationship between Du Ningyang and Zhu He, Zhu Yao has always stood on Du Ningyang's side. She has said more bad things about Zhu He than Du Ningyang has ever heard. This time it was outrageous. She stood on Wen Xu's side for no reason.

- Under the title of someone's former sister-in-law.

- For an old classmate who she had hardly talked to and hadn't seen for several years.

"Although we have never had any dealings with each other before, I have a good impression of him," Zhu Yao recalled carefully, "At least the three of us have hated most people, but we have never hated Wen Xu, right!"

Xu Zhaolin took over the conversation and analyzed seriously, "Zhu Yao, did you find that she was actually showing off?"

"Showing off about what?"

"It means to show off in a way that first suppresses and then praises. Those who are favored are fearless."

"Fuck!"

"If she told us directly that she slept with Wen Xu, we would definitely not be as surprised as we are now. So this is Du Ningyang's strategy. As for the purpose - it is to stimulate a woman whose marriage has entered a dull period, and a man who can't find true love."

"Okay, this woman is cruel enough."

"We were completely fooled by her!"

The two of them talked more and more excitedly, gradually showing excitement. Fortunately, the waiter came with two pieces of cake to save the situation. Du Ningyang finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Hey, stop it, shut up, eat... I beg you."

He turned to the waiter again, "Give me a cup of iced Americano."

The moment he turned around and waved, the door of the cafe was pushed open, bringing in some cold wind and snowflakes. The temperature in the warm room dropped sharply for a few seconds. Amidst the laughter and joy, the noisy atmosphere soon warmed up again .

It's him.

Wen Xu was wearing a dark gray coat and a plaid cashmere scarf. His face was a little red from the cold wind. He saw the three people in the corner at a glance. The moment his eyes met Du Ningyang, he smiled shyly.

"I'm here," she waved at him, a little embarrassed, pointed to the empty seat next to her, and couldn't speak clearly, "Just, uh, sit here." "

For you," Wen Xu took out a bouquet of flowers from his arms like a magic trick and handed it to Du Ningyang.

The two sparrow spirits opposite suddenly became very quiet, without the lively energy that they had two minutes ago.

Didn't Ha just say excitedly that he would "interrogate him, torture him", and infer that he "cannot survive"?

Now they all stopped breathing and couldn't say a word.

"This is my classmate..."

Before Du Ningyang introduced them, Wen Xu stood up first, half bent over, stretched out his hand, and called out their names, "Xu Zhaolin, Zhu Yao, long time no see."

Seeing the American coffee in front of Du Ningyang, he asked, "Don't you like cappuccino the most? Didn't you think American coffee was bitter when you were a child?"

In the era when iced American coffee was not called iced American coffee, Du Ningyang learned a professional term called "clear coffee" from romance novels, and excitedly went to the water bar and begged the boss to make her a cup. After tasting it, she was very disappointed. In front of Zhu Yao and Xu Zhaolin, she spit on the ground without hesitation.

The resentful sentence "If you drink it again, you are a dog" seemed to still echo in her ears.

But how did Wen Xu know this?

Xu Zhaolin and Zhu Yao looked up in surprise. Just because he could call out their names and knew that she had changed her mind from cappuccino to iced Americano, it was clear that

these two people were not what Du Ningyang said they were unfamiliar with.

-If

you like someone, you will want to know everything about her, and ten years ago, the most convenient and quickest way to do that was to look at her online space.

Wen Xu was no exception.

At that time, it was popular to write diaries in the space, and it was popular to answer questions by name in the diary. Such a roll call would have about thirty questions, which were nothing more than asking boring questions, such as birthday zodiac sign, favorite star, favorite food and drink, and also asking who is the best friend and whether there is anyone they like.

Wen Xu did not have Du Ningyang's QQ, nor did he have the QQ of anyone from Huaicheng No. 3 Middle School.

So one day after school, Wen Xu asked Du Minda, "Uncle Du, do you have QQ?"

Du Minda's answer was exactly what Wen Xu wanted, "Yes, my daughter helped me get one, but I'm not very good at it, and I've basically never used it."

"Can I use your QQ to check some information?"

So Wen Xu took advantage of Du Minda's "advantage" of not being able to use the Internet, got his account and password, and found the most flamboyant one in his single-digit friend list.

The online name was "Echo", which means "echo", which was the most popular English name in those years. Red diamonds, yellow diamonds, green diamonds and various member logos were all full. The avatar was a selfie with a hairpin, and the signature was a string of Martian text, dotted with various punctuation marks.

Wen Xu tried very hard to identify it, and finally read it out: "I feel sorry for a sentence, and I will treasure it for thousands of years."

Although there is nothing to feel sorry for at their age, writing this is a bit too sentimental literature, but for some reason it is particularly suitable for Du Ningyang.

He clicked into her space again and found that Du Ningyang had set permissions for Du Minda's account and prevented him from seeing it.

All right, this is also very supportive of Du Ningyang.

Wen Xu wrote down her QQ number on a piece of paper, and the next day he registered a new account to add her, and gave himself the nickname "Encore".

Du Ningyang quickly accepted him and asked: [Who are you?]

Wen Xu replied: [Guess.]

This time she didn't set any limits, and he clicked on her space. The latest entry was a roll call log.

-Birthday and zodiac sign?

-94.11.24, Scorpio.

-Favorite color?

-Pink.

-Favorite food?

-Tanghulu .

-What's your favorite drink?

-Cappuccino.

-Least hated food?

-Black coffee, especially iced!

Most hated drink?

-Black coffee, especially iced!

-What's your biggest wish?

-Get admitted to Huaicheng Academy of Fine Arts.

-Who is your best friend? (You can only fill in one best one!)

-Wish Yao and Xu Zhaolin.

-Who clicked you?

-Congratulations.

-Do you hate the person who clicked you?

-Yes.

-Click three more people, or you will be unlucky.

-No more.

...

There are many people filling out this kind of log in the space every day; the answers of high school students are often similar, but he reads them more seriously than anyone else.

Her comment area is very lively.

(1L) Taotao: You have a conscience, but I am definitely your best friend.

(2L) It’s your ZL: Go upstairs and die:)

I have heard countless congratulations in their chats, and they also appeared in her comment area.

(7L) Zhu Jiabei: You actually hate me! 0.0!

Echo: How can there be hatred without love?

Wen Xu felt a sour feeling in his heart, and his eyes seemed to be burned. He closed the webpage like a thief. The beeping sound rang again. It was Du Ningyang asking: [Congratulations, are you using a small account to deceive me again? ]

No way!

Wen Xu angrily closed the chat interface and logged off again, but he had a good memory and remembered all the answers she randomly filled in.

Including the sentence outside the main text, "Without love, how can there be hatred?