She didn't know what Fang Zeyu would think in the end, but alone, she was willing to walk into her life quietly, although it was not so reliable, it could be regarded as waiting.

Actually, if you were serious, you should have been picked up by Fang Zeyu. I used to think that I had picked him up, but now that I think about it, in fact, the person who was picked up was myself, otherwise, what kind of life is I living at the moment, and is I still struggling in the dark and damp dark alley?

The chicken wings were out of the pot, and the red bean paste was just right, and the two of them were standing in front of the kitchen window, with a plate and a small bowl in front of them. Zheng Ran turned around and poured two beers, put ice cubes in them, and a small slice of lemon.

"It's not the first time we've drunk, but it's the first time we've been so relaxed and so indulgent. Xia He raised his glass and clinked glasses with Zheng Ran.

The crisp sound of glass colliding sounded in the room, stirring everyone's nerves, Xia He felt that her scalp was a little numb, she didn't feel the danger, but it just made her feel excited. Zheng Ran felt a little bad, the recent days have been too relaxed, and his heart has softened a lot, and he doesn't know if he can be as "friendly" as before when dealing with problems in the future.

"You have to start adapting to this kind of life, staying up late, drinking at parties, reading endless documents, and changing opinions. Zheng Ran picked up a chicken wing, tore off a piece of meat, and handed it to the corner of Xia He's mouth.

Xia He lowered his head and bit the chicken into his mouth, and at the same time picked up a chicken wing and collided with Zheng Ran's other chicken wing: "Cheers!"

The same flesh and blood, not the same pain and happiness, in fact, people are not equal. They may be looking for a thrill at some point, but they all restrain themselves from spending time drinking, and even if they are in pain, they just keep running forward.

When the two of them wiped out everything in front of them, it was already early in the morning, Xia He returned to the room and sat on the ground, touching his round belly, leaning against the door, there was nothing in his mind for a moment, and sure enough, filling his stomach was a happy thing. 12345

Even if he doesn't think about anything in his head, Xia He feels that it is the greatest happiness, he doesn't bother to work, just breathe quietly, he doesn't have to analyze, he doesn't need to be distracted by anything.

The wind in this city is strong, but it can't blow away the distress and loneliness. Xia He covered her eyes, not wanting her emotions to fall, how could the high wall that she had built with great difficulty be torn down, and she was holding it now, and she didn't have the extra strength to think.

When she went to take a shower in the dim light, casually found the clothes to wear tomorrow in the closet, and sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in her pajamas, sleepiness finally hit, but she was stubbornly unwilling to sleep, as if she could fight for something.

She clicked on the phone several times and put it down, she didn't know what she was waiting for, in fact, there was nothing to wait, but she just felt a little empty in her heart.

She was reluctant to put down the curtains, as if it was neon, so she could be less sad, in fact, she didn't like this setting, but when the mood came up, she didn't bother to care so much, she lay on the bed and was sad for a while, and then fell asleep.

She didn't know if she was crying, and when she woke up, her pillow wasn't wet, but there was a clear whimper in her dream, and she knew that she was crying.

Why?

Xia He absolutely doesn't admit everything about Chang Qiming, others can mention it in front of her, she can also talk about it in front of others as if nothing happened, and even smile on her face, she may know the resistance in her heart, or she may not know.