Song Zhaoyang walked out of the hospital, the sun was just right outside, he blocked the sunlight that was shining directly into his eyes with his hand, and gently touched his cheek, which was already wet.

Once, many years ago, he said to himself that it was time to let go, there is always an insurmountable gap between Lin Qingwei and himself, and this gap is not because of the identity, background, knowledge and cultivation of the two of them, but because of one person.

The man named Xiang Junnan, he used to be a good friend, because he appeared first, because he occupied Qingwei's heart first, so he won and he lost.

If you lose people, you also lose your heart.

The sky was clear, but there was no mood to enjoy the scenery.

It was obviously such a blue sky and such white clouds, but Song Zhaoyang felt that this kind of good weather was a kind of irony for him, how good it would be if it rained.

He smiled a little helplessly, at least in this case, he could still deceive himself that he was not sad, but his eyes were wet because the rain was too heavy.

The dim bar lights flickered, and Song Zhaoyang sat on the bar, looking at the crowd dancing wildly, and his heart couldn't help but feel a sense of nausea.

"It's rare that you'd come to a place like mine. Ou Yang wiped his cocktail glass and looked at Song Zhaoyang with a bit of amusement in his eyes.

"Are you so surprised when I came?" Song Zhaoyang smiled softly, and then drank the steaming wine in the cup.

"It's just surprising that the way you manage stress is also drinking. Ou Yang took his empty glass aside and poured out the wine in the shaker, "Do you know what "The Ferryman" is, there is a kind of wine called seeyoutomo in it."

ow, this cup is called seeyou

extyea

How about it, do you dare to drink it?"

Ou Yang took the cup to Song Zhaoyang and shook it, "Since you are injured, let's get drunk, come, toast to the past!"

Song Zhaoyang took the glass of wine with a wry smile, shook it gently, took it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and put the cup aside.

"Forget it. He sighed softly, "How can I let myself be corrupted because of such a thing?"

"It's only you who think it's a pleasure to die!" Ou Yang sneered and put the wine back away.

"Where is the death?" Song Zhaoyang glanced at him, "I still have work to do tomorrow, I can't get drunk." ”

"Work is never done, you need to take a break. The man trapped by love is really a failure!" Ou Yang pretended to sigh, chuckled at the beautiful woman not far from him, and gently pushed the wine glass over.

Song Zhaoyang looked at him and didn't speak again, or only if he was not so sober could he let himself gradually get lost in his luxurious life, or he could forget the not-so-pure love and persist in a lasting love.

When Song Zhaoyang left, Ou Yang was flirting with the beauty, but the beauty kept looking in the direction of Song Zhaoyang.

"Is that handsome-looking boy your friend?" asked the beautiful woman softly after taking a sip of wine.

"Why are you always interested in that kind of handsome guy, if you look at me more, you will think that I am much more handsome than that man. Ouyang raised his head handsomely, concave into a very good shape.

The beautiful woman was immediately amused by him, "I've been watching since just now, your glass of wine doesn't taste like any alcohol at all, but he refuses to drink it?"

"That guy, it's really a bit boring!" Ou Yang scratched his head a little helplessly, "Put all the pressure on your shoulders, why do you want to live so soberly? ”

The beauty took another sip of wine and did not speak again. After a few seconds, she placed her empty glass on the table and walked out of the bar gently.

Song Zhaoyang walked silently on the street alone, and from time to time one or two drunken women would come up and pull his tie and ask if he wanted to open a room.

Song Zhaoyang refused without exception.

He's not a man who takes chastity very seriously, but he will never allow himself to mess around outside.

Not even happy to have a drink, he pulled his tie and approached another snack bar.

The owner of the shop is a man of about forty years old, slightly chubby, surrounded by student couples and the like, probably because the boss always looks like a smile, which is very popular.

However, when the man in the suit and leather shoes walked into the shop, there was still a sound of soft inhalation around him.

"That's handsome!" a girl whispered to the boy opposite.

"No matter how handsome he is, it's not your boyfriend. The man touched the girl's head, "Besides, you complimented your boyfriend on someone else, right?"

The girl pursed her lips, "Stingy, big vinegar tank!"

The boy laughed and didn't say anything more.

The pleasing fat boss came over and asked Song Zhaoyang what he needed. Song Zhaoyang ordered twenty skewers and two bottles of soju. Seeing that the young man didn't seem to be in a very good mood, the boss didn't say much, just gently put the wine bottle in his hand.

Perhaps, I can finally be a lot happier.

Song Zhaoyang exhaled, poured the soju in the bottle into the cup, held it up, and was just about to drink it all, but was stopped by his slender fingers.

He looked up suspiciously, and the beautiful woman was wearing a hip-hugging dress, her big eyes flashing at him.

The men around him were almost stunned, this, this is really a legendary hot girl, it's too punctual. Look at the breasts, the waist, the ass...... It's simply the perfect body proportions.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" The girl who had sighed about the handsome guy before knocked the boy's head with chopsticks.

The boy came back to his senses instantly, saw his girlfriend's angry appearance, and chuckled, "You don't have to worry, although that beauty is indeed beautiful, she won't be your boyfriend's girlfriend after all." ”

The girl was instantly amused by him, "You still have a little self-knowledge." ”

Song Zhaoyang looked at the strange woman in front of him and frowned slightly, "This young lady, have we ever met?"

"Nope. The beautiful woman had already sat down across from him, holding in her hand the wine that had been snatched from him at some unknown point.

"But that doesn't delay us from getting to know each other. The woman smiled slightly, and her red lips showed a bit of sensuality.

Song Zhaoyang didn't know why this woman appeared in front of him, but he still smiled gentlemanly, "Maybe it's my honor to know you." ”

"No, that's my pleasure. The woman licked her lips, and suddenly leaned forward and kissed the corner of Song Zhaoyang's mouth.

There was a sudden sound of inhaling around him.

Song Zhaoyang also seemed to be a little stunned, and looked at her in a daze.

"My name is Jasmine, and it's a pleasure to meet you. The beauty held out her hand with a decent and charming smile on her face.

Song Zhaoyang's eyes flashed, and then he stretched out his hand and shook it gently.

The two of them clasped hands for a few seconds, and he just wanted to let go, but was pulled by Jasmine, "No, a real gentleman will give me a kiss, but not like this gentleman who doesn't even tell me his name." ”

Song Zhaoyang suddenly felt embarrassed, he was just slightly frightened by the lady in front of him who didn't play cards according to common sense, and he couldn't react.

"Song Zhaoyang. He lowered his head and kissed the back of the beauty's hand.

Jasmine suddenly smiled with a satisfied face, "The son of the Song family, I should be regarded as a long-time admirer." ”

Song Zhaoyang looked at her inexplicably, he was not surprised that the other party knew his identity, but he felt a little strange, this woman should have wanted something from him to follow her here.

It's just that, from the beginning to the present, she doesn't say anything, but there is something interesting.

"I know Mr. Song, you have doubts in your heart, but since we are friends when we meet, since you want to drink, then I will accompany you for a while, how about it?" Jasmine bit a wine glass with the boss again, and poured a whole glass, "Tonight, let's not get drunk and go home!"

So, in some crowded snack bars, a handsome and handsome man, and a charming and seductive woman, the two of them went back and forth with each other, and they actually killed five bottles of liquor.

Song Zhaoyang is actually a person who is not very good at drinking, Jasmine wiped her lips, and when she saw the person who had fallen asleep on the table, she smiled helplessly, raised her eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect a big man to be able to catch up with me as a woman." ”

She chuckled, then got up, probably because she herself had drunk a little too much, and the whole person shook slightly at first, but finally stabilized.

She snapped her fingers neatly and called the people who had been waiting outside in, and several tall men glanced at each other and moved Song Zhaoyang outside.

"Take it to the hotel. The woman smiled slightly, "I'll go home first, after all, there are more important things waiting for me to deal with tomorrow." ”

"Yes!" several men threw Song Zhaoyang into the car, and then drove away.

……

Lin Qingwei's heart was a little painful, Song Zhaoyang used to be her most trusted dependence, but since things have come to this point, everything is too late.

can't be a lover, can't be a best friend, maybe one day, she and him can only be the most familiar strangers to each other.

No, no, obviously it's already very unfamiliar, this meeting, he looked at her so strangely, the best tacit understanding and the closest people have all disappeared little by little in time.

It turns out that all feelings cannot withstand destruction and consumption.

Lin Qingwei wiped the corners of her eyes and tried to show a faint smile.

"Weiwei!" Yuan Xiao knocked on the door, and before Lin Qingwei could speak, she saw her push the door and come in.

"I'll bring you some fruit," Yuan Xiao looked very grinning, not noticing Lin Qingwei's difference at all.

"I see that Song Zhaoyang has been gone for a while, why did he tell you something?" Yuan Xiao lowered his head and peeled the apple, and Lin Qingwei wiped her eyes vigorously.

"I've already handed him the letter of resignation. Lin Qingwei sniffed and said in a low voice.

"Oh, in this way, I have expected this matter for a long time, but I didn't expect you to talk to him calmly. If you want me to say, you shouldn't be blamed for this matter in the first place, doesn't he Song Zhaoyang have no responsibility at all?"