Ding Dong watched her finish all this, and an expression of crying and laughing appeared on his face.

Under the influence of alcohol, Su Kexin is now a little delirious.

She even pulled Ding Dong with a blushing face and began to count the household routines, muttering some words that Ding Dong didn't understand.

Her drunkenness grew, and after a while, she lost consciousness and fell asleep in front of the bar.

Ding Dong sighed, picked up her mobile phone, and was about to help her leave, but the mobile phone in her hand vibrated twice, and then lit up, showing that another call had come.

This time it was a private number with no notes, Ding Dong subconsciously glanced at Su Kexin, who was sleeping soundly at the bar, hesitated for a moment, and picked it up.

"Kexin, where are you?" Fu Sinuo's voice came from there.

It seems that he asked someone to borrow a mobile phone to call.

"She's drunk too much, and she'll fall asleep. Ding Dong replied.

Fu Sinuo heard her voice, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Your bag was left at the hotel, where are you now?" ”

Ding Dong found out about this matter, Su Kexin kept pulling her to talk on the way before, and she forgot about the fact that she didn't bring a bag to the clouds.

She glanced at Su Kexin, who was sleeping beside her, and then reported the address to Fu Sinuo.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Dong sat in place and stared at the people around him, helping to block the wine glasses handed by ill-intentioned people from time to time.

When Fu Sinuo arrived, Su Kexin had already slept for a while.

He handed the bag in his hand to Ding Dong, and then moved his gaze to Su Kexin's face.

"I've been scolding you, I'm so angry. Ding Dong smiled at him, put his bag on his back, turned around and waved his hand, "I'll leave it to you, remember to take good care of her." ”

Fu Sinuo looked at his back, and just opened his mouth to say something, but Ding Dong had already left the place.

He then looked back at Su Kexin.

She frowned, her face flushed with an abnormal crimson, and her plump lips were slightly open, much quieter than when she was awake.

Fu Sinuo looked at it for a long time, until he vaguely felt that the face of the person in front of him and the appearance of the person in his memory gradually overlapped, and he suddenly came back to his senses and frowned fiercely.

He asked the bartender for a glass of spirits, and after pouring it down, the thoughts in his head were less chaotic.

Then he settled the account and walked out of the bar with Su Kexin in his arms under the gaze of everyone.

Fu Sinuo rented a one-bedroom apartment in City A, but because he was the only one who lived there, he simply did not prepare an extra room.

Because he had been deliberately avoiding Su Kexin before, he didn't know where she lived in City A, so he took her back to his house directly.

He put her on his bed, and then stood on the balcony and blew the wind to keep himself sane.

The glass of liquor he drank before didn't affect his thoughts, what really affected him was Su Kexin's face that was too similar to Su Kerui.

Every time he saw her face, he couldn't help but think of Su Kerui, who was no longer alive. He will feel guilty, he will feel uneasy.

On the day Su Kerui died, he was the one who stood on the side of the road and waited.

He didn't see the scene, but he could probably imagine the smile of joy on her face when she learned that she was going to see a new movie with him.

But when he saw her cold, pale body in the morgue, he knew it was all gone.

He was depressed for a while, and then he began to work hard, eager to do something for her one day.

And now, after returning to China, he found that he still had a bunch of things to do.

Every time Su Kexin looked at him and smiled, the guilt in his heart deepened.

He knew that he shouldn't be too close to Su Kexin, and he shouldn't think of Su Kerui every time he saw her face.

But he couldn't control it, so he became even more entangled and depressed.

After standing on the balcony for a long time, he finally returned to his room. Ignoring Su Kexin, who was making steady breathing sounds on the bed, he took out his dressing gown from the closet and went into the bathroom to wash.

When he finished washing out, Su Kexin still maintained his previous sleeping position.

He rummaged through his closet for spare pillows and blankets, ready to spend the night on the living room couch today.

But when he put the thing in the crook of his arm and turned to leave, he felt that his free hand was hooked by something.

It feels warm to the touch, delicate and soft.

He stiffened and looked sideways at Su Kexin on the bed.

She didn't know when she had opened her eyes, and now she was looking at him with a smile, a hand reaching out on the edge of the bed, hooking his palm.

"Snow—"

She called his name, and her tone was very lingering.

Her face was still flushed with pink, her gaze was blurry and hazy, her lips and teeth were slightly open, her breath was hot between breaths, and it was obvious that she had not woken up yet.

The button on her neckline had loosened, revealing a dazzling patch of snow-white skin under her neck.

Fu Sinuo looked at her like this, her movements were sluggish, and her eyes involuntarily fell on the place where she shouldn't be.

For a moment, something seemed to come to his mind, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

He quickly collected his emotions, withdrew his gaze, and moved stiffly away from her hand, his voice a little cold: "Have a good rest." ”

He turned around and was about to leave, but Su Kexin got up on his hands and feet, leaned forward, reached out to hug his waist, buried his face in his back, and said in a muffled voice: "You want to leave again, don't you? You don't know how much I miss you...... After you're gone, I see everyone like you......"

Fu Sinuo only felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and the whole person stood stiffly in place, letting her hold herself like this, and she didn't move for a long time.

At the same time, a sour feeling came to the tip of my heart.

She said that after he left, she looked like him.

Isn't that what he is?

After Su Kerui left, the people on the street seemed to have a public face, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that others had her shadow on their bodies.

This illusion has almost no borders and races, anytime, anywhere, any person can remind him of Su Kerui.

But the person holding him behind him was his own sister who was related to Su Kerui by blood, and he didn't dare to turn around to look at her face, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to restrain the impulse in his heart.

"Kexin. He whispered to her, his voice horribly hoarse, "Let go." ”

The person behind him hugged him harder and harder, as if he wanted to melt him into his body, and the force made him a little breathless.

"Not loose. Su Kexin's voice was still a little drunk, she just leaned on his back tightly, sniffing the smell on his body with some greed: "If you want to drive me away, how can it be so easy." ”