Qiao Yingying lowered her head and followed behind Guan Mufeng, her steps became slower and slower, and her body shook more and more. She had poured so much liquor almost without interruption that even though she had a good amount of alcohol, she felt dizzy now.

Guan Mufeng didn't walk fast, he kept thinking of Qiao Yingying's confident and imposing appearance just now, so similar to the villain in his memory, that he almost had an illusion that she was back.

Sensing that the people behind him were falling farther and farther away, and even the footsteps were almost inaudible, he couldn't help but glance back, and his face suddenly tightened slightly.

Qiao Yingying held the flower table at the corner, her head swelled badly, her heart was pounding very fast, her face was hot and crimson, and the feeling of dizziness made her squat down uncomfortably, leaning against the wall to barely fall.

"What's wrong?" Guan Mufeng's deep voice sounded above her head, she tried to shake her head in response, but after she moved, the sky swirled, and the whole person tilted to the side and fell to the ground.

Catching her quickly, Guan Mufeng picked her up without any hesitation, strode out of the hotel, put her in the passenger seat, and fastened her seat belt.

Sitting in the driver's seat, igniting the ignition, he slowly drove the car out of the parking lot and in the direction of the art academy.

Qiao Yingying never got motion sickness, but she didn't eat much at night, her stomach was almost empty, and when she had a strong drink, when the car stopped at a red light, her stomach swelled, her head was even more dizzy, and she snorted a few times sadly from her throat. This voice fell on Guan Mufeng's ears, making him can't help but tighten his chest, and his gaze, which had always been fixed in front of him, finally moved to her.

Looking at her frowning brow and patient's little face, he pursed his lower lip, and a very faint burnt color flashed under his eyes.

The road to the art academy here is not blocked, but there are many intersections, and after stopping the car twice, I am afraid that she will not be able to hold on.

He glanced at the traffic lights that had turned green in front of him, his inky eyes flashed, and he stepped on the accelerator.

The car never stopped, and Qiao Yingying gradually felt less uncomfortable, but her head was still dizzy, so she had to lean on the seat and close her eyes and endure silently.

Maybe it was because the smell in the car was good, or maybe because he was around, when she was about to get to school, she actually fell asleep and snored slightly.

Guan Mufeng heard the sound of snoring like a kitten in his ears, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment. After a while, he drove the car to the side of the road and stopped, gently shook the chair for her, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and then took He Feng's unfinished half pack of cigarettes from the car box and got out of the car.

He didn't go far, he just stood under a tree next to the car and lit a cigarette. The smell of tobacco can calm a person and then unconsciously remind one of many previous events.

The first time I heard her snoring, she had only been in Miyama for a long time, and in order to behave well, she was busy all the time. One night she fell asleep on the table because she was so tired, and when he came downstairs he heard her snoring like a kitten. He stood on the stairs for a long time before he was sure that it was her voice, and he was surprised and amused for a while.

Someone's snoring is like this.

Later, he carried her back to her room, and then privately hired a part-time worker to clean it every day, and she was never too tired to fall asleep at the table again.

The second time I heard it was when he was doing physical training for her, she was so tired every day that she couldn't open her eyes, and he always listened to her snoring and fell asleep, and the hypnotic effect was unexpectedly good.

He remembered every scene clearly, as if it had happened yesterday, but she had forgotten it.

No, she didn't forget. She just chose to give up, to give up the memories she had experienced with him, to give up her association with him, to give up on him.

His fingers clenched suddenly, the thin cigarette was bent, and the cigarette butt touched his palm with a burning pain. His brow furrowed slightly, but he slowly let go of his hand and watched as it continued to burn in his fingertips.

If it hurts, you will let go. But he didn't seem to be able to do it, or rather, he didn't despair.

When Qiao Yingying left, He Feng and Mi Xue were worried that he would not be able to bear it, and they couldn't wait to stare at him twenty-four hours a day, even he felt that he might collapse at some point. But he didn't, and he could even work and live normally, at least without a hint of change on the surface.

Later, he slowly understood that in his heart, his Yingying had never left him, and it was another person who gave up on him, who had nothing to do with him. That's why he is more angry than heartache, so that he can still stand here like this.

But his Yingying may never come back. A sharp pain spread from his chest, his fingertips trembled, his brows, which had never been calm and calm, were dyed with a dull pain, and his inky eyes were no longer as bright as the stars, dim and almost lifeless.

The cigarettes burned out one by one, and he didn't know how long it took before he stepped back to the car. The moment he opened the door, he saw the quiet little face that was sleeping soundly, and the decision he had just made was almost forgotten, and he just wanted to imprison her by his side at all costs, at least he could see a face exactly like her.

His hand on the door was clenched tightly, and his eyes were filled with violent struggle and hesitation, unable to calm down for a long time.

"First... Mr. Guan?" Qiao Yingying suddenly woke up at this time, saw the figure standing by the car door in a daze, and couldn't help but call.

Guan Mufeng finally came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look at her, the pain in those eyes made her breathe, her heart seemed to be crushed, and her eyes suddenly became astringent. She quickly lowered her eyes, turned her head sideways and reached for her seat, trying to hide her strangeness.

Guan Mufeng watched her movements quietly and never spoke. There was no word for a long time, and the silence in the air and his gaze made Qiao Yingying dare not stay any longer.

"It's so close to the school, I'll just walk back by myself, thank you for sending me back. She bowed her head and whispered thanks, unbuckled her seatbelt and prepared to get out of the car.

There was a click, but the door was locked instantly, she was stunned for a moment, and when she looked back, she saw that Guan Mufeng had already sat in the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator.

The car sped away, and she sat back in her chair because of inertia, and hurriedly reached out to pull the seat belt and put it back on. The speed of the car on the dial was getting higher and higher, and she felt a strong uneasiness in her heart, and she couldn't help but look at Guan Mufeng, only to see the cold and hard outline of his side face and the tight lip line.

Her heart was pounding, not knowing where he was going to take her, but the car stopped suddenly, and the school gate was in front of her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was filled with deep soreness, she wanted to say that she wanted to get out of the car, but her lips moved and she didn't speak.

Because the doors are still locked.

"Don't let me see you again. This is my last reminder. Guan Mufeng's deep voice sounded in the car, and word by word smashed on Qiao Yingying's heart.

Her nose was so sore that she was about to cry at any moment, and she resisted the heat in her throat, and said one word in a trembling voice: "Okay." ”

There was a click, and the door unlocked, reminding her that she could leave.

Pushing the car door, she walked down, step by step towards the school gate, tears finally pouring down, desperate and sad.

Guan Mufeng's inky eyes reflected her back, and for a moment, there seemed to be a light of water passing by.

He lowered his eyes, buried all his emotions in his chest, stepped on the accelerator, and went further and further away from her...