CHAPTER XLIV

"Going to the Soup and Fire" / Call me Meow

In my life, the most feared thing is not being able to meet someone who makes you have the urge to go to the soup.

When he dropped the cup on the table, Yao Qian had a feeling of time and space being out of order. As if he was back on campus, he drank for her, touched her head and said: It doesn't matter if you don't want to drink, you still have me.

At that time, she still had him.

What now? Who else is she?

Under the incandescent light in the box, Yao Qian raised her chin and looked at the man in front of her. Chen Ziang's gaze fell on her, and at this moment, Yao Qian felt that the two were very close for the first time in a long time. The innate indifference and elegance, the corners of the mouth slightly pull up the arc that makes people's hearts gallop, strange and familiar.

Just one more look, and bitterness instantly filled her heart.

"Mr. Chen, is this a pity for the fragrance and the jade?" Gu Jinchen's clear but smiling voice sounded in the room, breaking the silence of the room and the ambiguity between them.

Yao Qian was startled, and Chen Ziang still looked at her quietly with burning eyes. In the meaningful gaze of everyone, he turned his head sideways and staggered his gaze.

Chen Ziang coughed lightly, and looked at Gu Jinchen confidently, and said gently, "Sort of." ”

"That's not good, you said that Gu Yan helped Jiang Xiaoxi, and I helped Luo Qian, it makes sense. Mr. Chen and Yao Qian are not relatives, so we don't agree. You also know our old rule, it's not so casual to punish people for drinking. After speaking, Xiao Shan glanced at Chen Ziang with a smile, and that glance was a little teasing.

Chen Ziang turned his head to look at Yao Qian, she didn't have a reaction to this on her face, snorted, turned back to Xiao Shan and said, "How do you want to punish her, let's say it." ”

It's not related, but it's quite suitable for their current relationship.

However, Yao Qian didn't know why Chen Ziang pulled down his face, and when he looked at her just now, there was an obvious displeasure in his eyes.

Gu Yan played with Gu Jinchen in the end, and when he saw Xiao Shan's excited eyes, he hurriedly beckoned the waiter to bring a higher concentration of vodka.

"A bottle, how?" Gu Yan took the wine and said flatly, his tone was like talking about a bottle of water or a bottle of drink.

But just for a few glasses of fine wine, Yao Qian didn't expect them to play like this. looked at Chen Ziang, who was already frowning, with a worried face, and opened his mouth slightly to say something, but before he could say anything, Chen Ziang had already taken the bottle of wine.

He smiled calmly, "How do you want to play?" ”

When Xiao Shan and Gu Yan on the opposite side also grinned maliciously, Yao Qian realized that this cup of punishment wine didn't seem to be so simple.

"One last bite." It was Gu Jinchen who answered.

In this room, except for a few men, all the women did not know what to say.

Then, they saw Chen Ziang holding the bottle of wine in an extremely elegant posture and drinking it up. Yao Qian always knew that Chen Ziang's alcohol consumption was very good, but he didn't expect it to be so good. If the face does not change, a bottle of spirits will bottom out.

Suddenly, when he had the last bite left, he stopped, and looked sideways slightly, looking at her.

Perhaps his gaze was too □□, Yao Qian took two steps back almost without thinking. The corners of Chen Ziang's mouth pursed a faint, unique smile. Such a dark and deep expression made Yao Qian faintly feel a sense of unease.

Soon, the uneasiness in my heart was confirmed.

He reached out and grabbed her arm, and the moment she stopped after her body spun, she was already encircled in his arms. Yao Qian blinked his red and sour eyes and met his lowered black eyes. His dark and beautiful eyes are right in front of him. Other than that, his clinging body, his rolling Adam's apple, and the strong smell of wine between his snorts, everything about him was obsessed with her.

She clutched at his shirt in confusion, her feet ready to step back. Chen Ziang's eyes were a heavy dark red, and he didn't have time to hesitate, he lowered his head and puffed his trembling red lips.

The warm touch, she was startled and instinctively resisted. He tugged at her trembling arm, bit her soft lips, and slid the scent of wine into her lips as she exclaimed. The last sip of wine was fed to her from his mouth. Finally, he pinched her jaw with his free hand, forcing her to tilt her head, and the strong wine ran down her throat and into her internal organs.

It wasn't her throat that burned the spirits, nor did it burn her stomach. It's the heart that has been frozen up, why does he kiss her, it makes her feel so distressed and want to cry so much.

Yao Qian didn't know how she pushed Chen Ziang away, and she rushed out of the door amid the cheers of many people. With the loud sound of the door closing, the people in the box reacted, Jiang Xiaoxi shouted Yao Qian's name, and when she was about to chase her out, someone was already one step ahead of her.

Gu Yan took her hand and said quietly, "Don't go." ”

Jiang Xiaoxi glanced at her husband and then at the others, all of whom stood still with different expressions. She was angry and secretly regretted that she shouldn't have brought Yao Qian over, "Look at what you guys are messing with." ”

Gu Jinchen stood up from the sofa seat, hugged Xia Ran in his arms, and said earnestly: "Trust them, it will be fine." ”

Outside the clubhouse, the horn of the car sounded in her ears, and Yao Qian stood in the middle of the road in a daze, looking at the vehicles heading towards her.

Subconsciously closed my eyes, and my mind went blank.

"Do you want to die?" A hoarse, deep voice accompanied by a heavy wheezing sound.

Yao Qian slowly opened her eyes, and she had already come down from the road. Chen Ziang was hugging her tightly, the sun outside was blazing and dazzling, and Yao Qian half-squinted at the fine sweat oozing from his forehead.

She wanted to leave this person's embrace, but her body couldn't move at all. I could only let him hold himself and rub myself his chest.

Chen Ziang didn't dare to think that if he chased him out one step later, or he was a little hesitant. Perhaps, with this woman still warm in her arms, she will...

The car came so fast from afar that it didn't have time to hit the brakes. When he saw her standing on the road, he almost went crazy. Is it that as long as she can leave herself, she is not even afraid of death.

His hand was even harder, making Yao Qian's arms hurt, and the pain pulled her consciousness back, and her whole body was struggling desperately, "Let go of me, Chen Ziang, I'll let you let go of me." ”

She looked up, grabbed him by the collar, and raised her hand to slap him, "Why are you doing that to me, why?" ”

A crisp sound, a loud question. Chen Ziang's stiff face was filled with a faint red. I can't tell whether it's the redness of a drunk or the redness and swelling of the slap, it only makes people feel unusually abrupt.

After this slap, Yao Qian unexpectedly saw the tears sliding down the man's face. The tears were particularly dazzling under his eyes, and Yao Qian's heart throbbed, and all the movements stopped.

Tears flowed from the corners of his lips, and he didn't seem to be aware at all, only holding her in his arms again, he gritted his teeth and said, "In order to leave me, you are not even afraid of death." Isn't that so? How can you be so ruthless as a woman. ”

Yao Qian's heart was stunned, and she could feel that his whole body was trembling when he was holding her.

"But I'm afraid. Shen Bai, you know how scared I am, afraid that you will leave me. You—" He took a deep breath and choked up the words in his throat. His lips were open, and the tip of his tongue touched a bitter taste, a taste that made him feel extremely distressed.

"If you want to die, you can do it, I'll be with you." His voice was chilling.

They hugged each other tightly, and they could feel each other's hearts beating, but there was a chill in their hearts.

Yao Qian couldn't tell what kind of mentality he should use to face this man now, and his tears were clearly shed for her. Some people say that women cry because they don't want to love, but men tears because they love deeply.

People who have liked it, have experienced six years of infatuation. Their final result should have been known seven years ago. Parting ways and forgetting each other. But the story continues, they have had a night of lingering, and there have been several-for-tat confrontations. For everything about him, on that night, her heart should have been indifferent, it should have died.

But, at this moment, she wanted to respond to his hug. I wanted to hold him tightly and bury myself in his chest willfully. Can she? She can't.

Yao Qian was in his arms, his gaze went around his shoulder, looking at the busy street behind him. The car was already parked on the side of the road, and the driver got out of the car in a rage, glaring at them viciously. She closed her eyes slightly, as if it were the last goodbye hug.

For a moment, she gently pushed the person away, bumped straight into his deep gaze, and endured her heartache and asked him: "Chen Ziang, have you been tired all these years?" ”

"I'll never get tired." The question had always been meaningless, and whoever asked it had only one answer.

"But I'm tired, I was tired seven years ago. It's been so many years, we..."Yao Qian paused, couldn't bear to look at him, turned his head to the side, and said again: "It's good to get together and disperse, how did you get over the past few years, and continue to live in the future." ”

"Do you know how I've been here all these years?" Chen Ziang looked at her deeply, his thin lips pursed slightly with a little smirk.

Thinking of what Jiang Xiaoxi said, Yao Qian's brain buzzed, and the world spun. Looking back at Chen Ziang, his face was frighteningly white. In the past, he must have had an unsatisfactory life like her. It was as if a fish bone had stuck in her throat, stinging raw, and she thought that her refusal could be firm.

She was distressed to even see him frowning, making her forget about the hysteria she had prepared. pursed his lips, and involuntarily asked him: "Chen Ziang, why did we become like this?" ”

Why is it like this?

Friends are not, lovers are not, and even strangers are much better than them.

Chen Ziang didn't say a word, and his hanging hands were already clenched into fists. Tightened, then let go, reaching out to smooth her hair behind her ears. Yao Qian raised her face and looked at the bottom of his deep eyes.

When they looked at each other, he asked her in a low voice, "Yao Qian, will you give me a chance?" ”

He called her Yao Qian, not Shen Bai. 166 Reading Network