Yi Yangfeng poured another glass of wine, smiled at Assistant Zheng and said, "This glass of wine Xiao Yi wishes Assistant Zheng forever young and beautiful, and dazzling." It's still the old rules, I did it, you feel free!"

Assistant Zheng's eyes flickered, and he smiled charmingly: "Little brother's mouth is so sweet, I'll just dry this glass of wine." ”

Yi Yangfeng toasted one by one. Because of his shallow qualifications and young people, every glass of wine was casual for others, and he did it.

By the time he had finished the lap, his face had turned crimson.

Zhao Yuan was anxious, pulled the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yi, don't just drink and eat two mouthfuls of food." ”

Yi Yangfeng pushed her hand away, saluted Wang Gong beside Manager Huang, poured a glass of wine, and held it up to Zhao Yuan and said, "Sister Yuan, drinking with you is the greatest joy in my Xiao Yi's life." I'm dry of this glass of wine, you, just drink tea. “

Zhao Yuanyuan saw that Yi Yangfeng's tongue was spinning when he spoke, and he only knew how to drink, so he couldn't help but be annoyed: "Xiao Yi, sit down, you can also have a cup of tea, don't drink anymore!"

Yi Yangfeng smiled "hehe", sat down next to Zhao Yuanyuan, and picked a shrimp for her and put it in the bowl: "You, you eat more vegetables." Didn't we all say it before we came, you just have to eat and drink, and I have to drink. As he spoke, he picked up the glass and poured it into his mouth.

Zhao Yuan couldn't get angry, snatched his wine glass, and stuffed the teacup in front of him into his hand: "Drink tea!"

The corners of Yi Yangfeng's eyes bent, and he blushed and grinned: "Sister Yuan, are you caring about me?"

Before Zhao Yuan could speak, he heard Qin Yiyu say coldly: "The young man's surname is Yi, right? Come, since Yi Gong likes to drink, I will toast you." ”

Although Yi Yangfeng was a little drunk, his head was still sober, and he immediately got up and said incoherently with a wine glass: "Thank you, Chairman Qin, thank you, Chairman Qin, I have dried this glass of wine, I have done it." After saying that, he took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Just as he was about to sit down, he saw Qin Yiyu raise the wine glass in his hand again: "The young man is quite capable of drinking, so how about we have another drink?"

Yi Yangfeng drank a glass of wine, and he was almost unsteady on his feet, but he still added wine to his cup, and said indiscriminately: "Okay, okay, another drink-"

Zhao Yuan's heart was incomprehensible, and he raised his head fiercely and glared at Qin Yiyu opposite.

Today, since Qin Yiyu entered the private room, she has been hanging her head, looking away, avoiding him from beginning to end,

At this time, she suddenly raised her head and looked straight over, only to realize that Qin Yiyu's gaze seemed to stay on her all the time.

This kind of gaze is so familiar, it seems cold, but it seems to hide a raging fire, which makes her panic all at once.

was a little stunned, Yi Yangfeng next to him suddenly bent sideways, "wow", and vomited.

Zhao Yuan hurriedly got up to support the crumbling Yi Yangfeng, and said anxiously: "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, are you okay?"

Manager Huang frowned and said, "Young people don't know the depths. Wang Gong, you quickly help Xiaoyi to go back to the hotel to rest. ”

Wang Gong walked towards the door with Yi Yangfeng, Zhao Yuan immediately took his bag and followed them to the side, and after walking two steps, he remembered to turn around and say to Manager Huang: "Manager Huang, you eat slowly, and I will go back first." ”

Manager Huang waved his hand impatiently, then turned his head to Qin Yiyu and smiled: "I'm sorry, Chairman Qin, I made you laugh." I immediately asked the waiter to clean up and re-serve a few dishes. ”

Wang Gong sent Yi Yangfeng to the room in the guest house of the chemical plant headquarters, and then went back to the Shahu Hotel to accompany the guests.

Zhao Yuan washed up well in his room, only to find that he hadn't eaten much tonight, and his stomach was getting hungrier and hungrier.

She hastily put on a coat and went downstairs to the hotel to find something to eat. Who knew that the shops in the north had closed early, and there was no cooked food to sell.

She walked around the outside of the hotel, finally found a small store, bought two cakes, a bottle of fruit juice yogurt, and walked back while drinking the yogurt.

"Far away," suddenly a somewhat hoarse male voice sounded, some familiar and some unreal. Zhao Yuan stopped, looked around, saw nothing, and thought he had auditory hallucinations.

"Far away—" This time the voice was closer and more real, and Zhao Yuan stuffed the half-drunk yogurt into a plastic bag and turned his head in the direction of the sound.

I saw a tall and tall figure walking quickly towards him with familiar footsteps under the street tree.

Under the moonlight, that white face as jade had appeared in his mind countless times, but it had never been as real as this time, and it was getting closer and closer to him.

Zhao Yuanyuan opened his mouth and felt a little incredible: "Yiyu, aren't you eating at the hotel......

Qin Yiyu stood still in front of Zhao Yuan, with a strange look on his face that he had never seen before.

Zhao Yuan heard her heart beating "plopping", she squeezed the plastic bag in her hand, and forced herself to calm down: "You have finished eating so quickly? You, you also live in the guest house of the chemical plant headquarters......

Before he could finish speaking, the whole person was suddenly taken into his arms by the comer.

When he leaned his body, Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes were full of the deep blue sky above his head, and he felt like he was in a dream.

Qin Yiyu tightened her embrace, and then pressed Zhao Yuan against the tall tree trunk of the street next to her, raised her face fiercely with her hand, and leaned over to kiss it hard.

After a moment of dizziness, Zhao Yuan became annoyed.

With such a pungent smell, he must have drunk a lot of wine as well.

If you drink wine and despise yourself, what kind of person have you become?

Zhao Yuan began to struggle hard, punching and kicking, trying to push the other party away. But the more she struggled, the more intense Qin Yiyu's kiss became.

He bit her lip as if he wanted to eat her into his stomach.

His hands were like iron hoops, tightly clasping her body.

His breasts were like coals of fire, and she was uncomfortable.

Zhao Yuan felt that he was about to suffocate. She suddenly thought of the plastic bag that was still on her wrist. By the way, there is a bottle of yogurt in the plastic bag, which is a glass bottle......

She slid the plastic bag onto her right hand, which was still free to move, and her fingers grabbed the glass yogurt, smashing it Qin Yiyu's head.

"Bang-" After a muffled sound, Qin Yiyu's embrace was loosened, and the power of the previous crazy entanglement seemed to disappear into the endless night in an instant.

Zhao Yuan hurriedly pushed his body away, carrying a plastic bag and hurriedly running towards his residence.

ran into the door of the corridor, got on the elevator, returned to his cabin, and slammed the door shut, Zhao Yuan's tears rolled down.

This person, what did he use as a tool for venting*? an unbearable lover outside of marriage?

What does his success have to do with himself, why should he trample on his innocent self?

Throwing down the plastic bag and rushing into the bathroom, she saw that her lips in the mirror were a little swollen, and the skin was broken in several places, oozing deep and shallow blood.

The pain, coming from her lips and from many parts of her body, made her feel distressed for a while.

She turned on the hot water in the bathroom to the maximum, desperately rinsing herself from the smell of sweat, alcohol, and tears.

Wrapped in pajamas and lying on the bed, Zhao Yuan lowered his head, just in time to see the jade pendant that had been hanging around his neck, which was diagonally hanging on the outside of the pajamas on his chest at this time, and the tips of the white petals were dyed with a touch of carmine at some point, which made people's eyes hurt.

Zhao Yuan hurriedly stretched the chain, put the jade pendant in the palm of his hand, and wiped the undeserved red with his fingers.

Strangely, as she slid her fingers, the red faded and faded.

Could it be that there was a scratch of blood on it?

But why did the tips of his fingers rubbing the jade not stain the slightest trace of blood as usual?

Zhao Yuan raised his hand and carefully looked at the clean fingertips, and then looked at the jade pendant in his palm, and his heart couldn't help but waver.

Tonight, how can the jade pendant without carmine be so bright, and under the light, it will moisten people's hearts and melt?

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it carefully.

The delicate jade, the powder on the petals, like a warm spring, and like the deepest embrace of a lover, made her feel a deep comfort and attachment.

She had long forgotten the irritability and anger that had just swarmed her.

Stupidly looking at the lotus petals carved from white jade in her hand, she seemed to see a pair of eyes that she had missed for a long time.

So perfect.

So unbearable to hurt.

So deep in the heart and everywhere.

She began to worry deeply.

His own yogurt bottle is glass, will it knock him out if he slams it on his head so hard?

If a drunk person faints on the ground, will he just hit a hard stone?

Or did you happen to break somewhere?

Or bitten by a stray puppy?

……

The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, the more frightened she became, and she paced around the room a few times, and at last she couldn't bear it, hastily put on her coat, and trotted to the pond to the west.

The streets outside the hotel were deserted, and there was not a single figure except for two rows of street trees that were still bare. In addition to the asphalt pavement on the ground, there are pedestrian tiles, and there is not even a cat.

Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relaxed and a little lost, and slowly returned to his room with his head down.

Qin Yiyu walked forward numbly, the pain on his forehead made his wine wake up a lot, and the pain in his heart made him want to continue sinking.

In this quiet night, he walked alone, and the cold wind of early spring reminded him of the desolation of being stationed at the construction site many years ago, and even more reminded him of the despair in his heart when his father died.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally walked back from the guest house at the chemical plant headquarters to the Sand Lake Hotel, which was not too far away.