"Little Harmonic ......" Duan Qingqing lowered her head and fiddled with the corners of her clothes, and after a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to speak again and spoke to He Harmony, who was sitting nearly a meter away from her.

He Huan's eyes stared at the dark floor, pretending not to care, but Yu Guang had been paying attention to Duan Qingqing, and after four years, he thought he had accepted her stepmother's identity.

Unfortunately, it didn't.

He thought he had forgotten about Duan Qingqing, but unfortunately he didn't.

He Hui clearly remembered Duan Qingqing's smile, her figure, every detail of her movements, and every time Duan Qingqing was nervous, she would habitually fiddle with the corners of her clothes, and now she still seems to retain this habit.

"You...... Why didn't you come to me at that time? At...... At the wedding...... "This question is like a fish bone, it has been stuck in Duan Qingqing's heart, and it hurts unbearably when she thinks about it, how much she hopes that He Huan will appear at the wedding, if she appears, she will definitely follow him without hesitation, and no longer care about any bullshit tasks." But she looked forward to it again and again, until the end of the wedding, until the raw rice was cooked and cooked, these four years have passed, and He Huan has not appeared again.

"Heh......" He Huan sneered, his lowered head shook and shook, as if he had heard some particularly funny joke.

"Xiao Huan, don't ...... like this" Duan Qingqing was stung by this sneer, and said almost pleadingly.

"I'm sorry, now that you're my elder, don't talk about the past, right?" He Huan raised his head suddenly, revealing a seemingly normal smile that he had managed to squeeze out.

"Little Harmonic ...... I ......" Duan Qingqing wanted to speak and stopped, her bitterness was obviously heart-wrenching, but she couldn't explain it to He Harmony.

"If nothing happens, I'll go first, my friends are still waiting for me." He Hui greeted politely and got up to leave. The pity and sentimentality when he first saw Duan Qingqing were gone, and He Huan now cruelly wanted to take revenge and wanted to see Duan Qingqing sad.

"Little Harmony, don't go! Don't go ......" Duan Qingqing jumped up from the sofa at once, hugged He Huan's waist, her head gently rested on He Huan's back, as close as before, as tight as before.

He Huan was stunned, what a familiar feeling...... In the past four years, every time I meet in a dream, I will inevitably have such closeness, which is what He Huan dreams of.

However, he can't do that! Duan Qingqing's marriage, which was not recognized by him, has been legally recognized, that is to say, no matter how willing or not, Duan Qingqing is his legally recognized stepmother and his father's legal wife. If He Harmony and her are ambiguous, it can be called "adultery" in law, even if no one in today's society will mention this crime, but the majestic mountain of morality is something He Harmony is unwilling to climb lightly.

He Huan's expression was cold, and he released Duan Qingqing's fingers that were holding him tightly in front of his chest one by one, and each time he released one, Duan Qingqing had to hold the other one tightly, no matter what, he just wouldn't let go.

He Huan was very helpless, he knew that Duan Qingqing's little bird was a person, and he knew how she had used "careful machines" to tie him firmly to his side since she fell in love with He Huan. In the words that are popular now, Duan Qingqing is a grinding goblin, a goblin that people love and hate. Although she looks so innocent on the outside, she doesn't look like a housewife who has been married for almost four years at all.

"Little Harmonic ...... I...... I'm really having a bad time, I just want to have a good chat with you......" Duan Qingqing's tears fell in a flutter, and soon wet He Huan's clothes.

The old love is not over, how can you be willing to see the Yiren wash their faces with tears?

After all, He Huan couldn't resist the only trace of reluctance in his heart, and sat back in his seat.

"Two guests, do you need a menu?" A sexy waitress dressed as a bunny girl walked over and looked at He Huan with affection, in order to urge them to consume.

He Huo nodded, took the menu in the rabbit girl's hand, and began to look at it carefully, many things on it were fresh to him. He rarely goes to nightclubs, and even if he comes, he comes with Li Minghao's guy, chats and drinks and leaves, and usually Li Minghao pays for it, not because He Huan is unwilling to pay, but because Li Minghao likes to grab orders too much, and He Huan has never robbed him, so he can only accept it silently, and then wait until the right time to buy something for him in return. He Hui is such a person, who likes others to owe himself, and does not like to owe others.

"Two cups of 'attente'!" He Huan was still reading the menu carefully, and Duan Qingqing had already opened his mouth and ordered two glasses of wine.

"Okay, this lady, it's 1,600 yuan in total." The rabbit girl skillfully quoted the price, Duan Qingqing did not hesitate, directly turned out a pile of money from the small bag, stuffed it to the rabbit girl, and threw down the sentence "No need to look for it".

He Huan felt very sad in his heart, seeing Duan Qingqing's skillful appearance, it seemed that he was already a frequent visitor to the nightclub, and he was still wandering in the nightclub so late and couldn't go home, wouldn't that man be worried?

Attente, one of the strongest liquors in a late-night bar, is the strongest tequila, with slightly sour blueberry juice and a small amount of slightly sweet cherry juice, which is the perfect sad lilac. Attente, which means "waiting" in French, is best suited for frustrated people who are out of love and unrequited love.

I don't know if Duan Qingqing really likes this kind of wine, or if she wants to express her meaning through attente.

"Do you come here often? You ......" He Huan said this, his heart hurt fiercely, he covered it up a little, and then continued after breathing a sigh of relief: "Does your husband care about you? ”

"Husband?" Duan Qingqing's tears had dried out, and the makeup that had been painted on her face had left traces that could not be concealed, she smiled bitterly, tilted her head, looked at He Hui fixedly, and said, "My husband, shouldn't it be you?" ”

After He Huan heard this, his heart was suddenly shocked, Duan Qingqing was tempting him to commit crimes again and again, but this kind of temptation made He Huan feel that it was difficult to refuse, his indifference had become powerless, and he would almost cross the thunder pool and reach the other side of the sin.

"You're drunk!" He Huan's face turned red, he didn't dare to look directly into Duan Qingqing's eyes, afraid that he would lose control.

"Kiss me......" Duan Qingqing suddenly came closer, her red lips were only a few centimeters away from He Huan's face!

He Huan pushed Duan Qingqing away in a panic, jumped up and hurriedly said, "You are drunk!" ”

With that, He Huan turned around and ran out of the late-night bar.