15. [People are lost]
CHAPTER XV
Ling Zesheng's car was parked in the KTV parking lot that Tong Yan said.
Because Ling Zesheng is a public figure, it is inconvenient to appear, so Cheng Yuan went up to pick up people in the end, while Ling Zesheng stayed in the car. At this time, he supported the steering wheel with one hand, and while looking in the direction of the KTV gate, he reached out and pulled his tie and unbuttoned the top of his shirt.
There is a faint anger in my heart, but more worry.
Just as he was thinking about how to discipline Tong Yan when he met her, he saw three people come out of the gate together.
What's going on?
Ling Zesheng was a little stunned, but before he could react, the co-pilot's door had been opened, and Cheng Yuan held back a smile and stuffed in a person who was completely paralyzed into soft mud.
Oh, who else can it be if it's not a fairy tale.
"Why did you drink like this?" Ling Zesheng couldn't help but ask, he clearly remembered that Tong Yan was still very sober when he called for half an hour, why was he completely unconscious now?
"Who poured her like this?" Ling Zesheng frowned, and the anger in his tone could not be hidden at all. The heart says which bastard can be poured in, he can't kill him!
Xia Qi, who was following Cheng Yuan, rubbed his head secretly, and explained with a little hard smile: "Teacher Erling, no one poured her, she drank it herself." โ
Drink it yourself? Ling Zesheng was surprised and glanced at Tong Yan: "Why?" โ
"Because she's afraid you'll discipline her." Xia Qi smiled a little weakly, "So she thinks you can't bear to be drunk." โ
Ling Zesheng was speechless, and looked down at Tong Yan, who had completely fallen asleep, and was instantly laughed at by her.
It's quite creative to get yourself drunk to avoid being reprimanded.
Ling Zesheng was very helpless, but he didn't say anything after all, he just beckoned Cheng Yuan and Xia Qi to get into the car, and then started the car.
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Along the way, Xia Qi, who was sitting in the back row, kept explaining to Ling Zesheng: "Actually, it wasn't Tong Yan who wanted to go to the class reunion of that university club, it was she who was bored so she took her there." She didn't expect it to end up like this" (She actually wanted to help them connect and create opportunities, but now it seems that the plot has not developed according to her expectations at all, and has completely deviated.) ๏ผ
"Teacher Ling, I'm sorry. I will never bring Tong Yan to this kind of gathering next time. Xia Qi made a final statement, pursed her lips and widened her eyes, trying to make an innocent appearance to prove her sincerity in admitting her mistake.
However, Ling Zesheng in the front row just said coldly when he listened to her explanation, "Hmm." โ
Well?
Well!!!?
It's as simple as that?
Xia Qi couldn't believe it, but she didn't dare to ask more, so she had to bump Cheng Yuan's arm beside her, wanting him to help say a few words. But Cheng Yuan helped Ling Zesheng block the wine at the banquet at night, and he was already a little dizzy, but now he felt a little confused when he heard their words.
He sat up straight with the lathe, blinked, and then said in hindsight: "Zesheng, have you known Tong Yan before?" โ
Xia Qi collapsed instantly.
Ling Zesheng, who was in the driver's seat, glanced at Cheng Yuan from the rearview mirror and responded to him: "I knew her when I was very young, and I regarded her as my sister." โ
"Oh." Cheng Yuan nodded blankly, tilted his head and thought about it, and was about to ask something again, when he felt that the car pulled over and Ling Zesheng gave an eviction order.
"Beyond this street is your neighborhood. If I don't turn around, I won't go. โ
Cheng Yuan was stunned, and the words that had already reached his mouth had to be swallowed back, "Oh, okay." Then beckoned Xia Qi to get out of the car.
Seeing Ling Zesheng's car disappear, Xia Qi stood on the road and hugged Cheng Yuan, who was a little dizzy, silently worried about Tong Yan in his heart.
In the current situation, I don't know whether I should be happy or worried~~~
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Tong Yan didn't sleep soundly this night.
After drinking, my brain has been dizzy. The clearest thing in her mind throughout the night was that she held Xia Qi's hand before getting drunk, and she said with a generous face to death: "Sisters, I am buried here today." If Ling Zesheng sees me and dismantles me in a while, please burn me paper today next year and burn more. With that, she leaned her neck and went down half a bottle of โกโก.
After that, she didn't remember anything, and seemed to hear Cheng Yuan's voice in a half-dream, and then
There is no then.
But it seems that there are dreams in the second half of the night, but they are all things when I was a child.
I dreamed that Yan Jingdong, who was only six or seven years old, held her arms and laughed at her for being ugly, I dreamed that my grandmother taught her with a straight face, and I dreamed that Ling Zesheng appeared in their community, he took her to play hide and seek and gave her a firefly
I also dreamed of that rainy day many years ago, she was dressed in thick black, looking at the crowd coming and going in the hall not far away, but she didn't have the courage to take a step forward. At that time, her mother was standing beside her, also dressed in inky black, with no expression on her beautiful face, only a slight tear stain in the corner of her eyes.
Mom looked down at her, smiled a little coldly, and asked, "Yanyan, do you want to stay, or go back with me?" โ
Stay, or come back with me?
Tong Yan opened her eyes abruptly and sat up from the bed, the bright sunlight shining into the room from the window made her eyes tingle, and she subconsciously used her hands to cover them.
"Meow~" A lazy low cry suddenly came from the side. Tong Yan squinted his eyes and followed the sound to look at it.
The light blue sheets, the quilt of the same color, the wall with the silver poster, and the lazy fat ass facing her are indeed her room, right, Xia Qi sent her back last night?
Tong Yan was suspicious, when he heard a gloomy voice floating at the door.
"Awake?"
It's just two words, but it instantly makes Tong Yan feel like a thorn in his back. She gasped, pursed her lips and looked towards the door, and saw Ling Zesheng leaning against the door with his arms crossed, and the eyes that looked at her were as cold as ice cream.
Tong Yan shuddered unconsciously, looked at him with a dry smile, and whispered to him flatteringly: "Brother Zesheng"
As soon as the words came out, Tong Yan immediately felt that something was wrong, if Ling Zesheng appeared here now, then he sent her back last night?!
Damn, isn't it?
No way! No way! No way!
"Cheng Yuan is drunk, I'll go and send him and Xia Qi home first." Ling Zesheng seemed to guess what she was thinking, and said this ruthlessly, and then he turned around and went back to the living room, "Change your clothes and come out for breakfast." โ
Tong Yan's brain was still down, and he was stunned for a long time before he snorted, and replied to him weakly: "Okay"
I really didn't expect it!
Why was Ling Zesheng the one who sent her back?
Wait, wait!
This doesn't seem to be the point, the point is that he didn't leave after sending her back? Or is he back?
Tong Yan turned over and opened the drawer of the bedside table, turned out the alarm clock that she had abandoned for centuries from the innermost, and glanced at the time.
Nine o'clock in the morning.
It's really an awkward time, and there's no way to make a specific judgment.
Tong Yan covered his face in annoyance, he really wanted to die.
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Twenty minutes later, Tong Yan, who had changed his clothes, sneaked out of the bedroom, stood at the door and probed his brain for a while before he was ready to sneak to the bathroom next to the entrance.
But just as she took a step, she heard Ling Zesheng's voice floating over from the restaurant: "Give you five minutes to wash." โ
Tong Yan suddenly looked like a deflated ball, "Okay"
Sit back at the table on time.
Tong Yan drooped his head, and Ling Zesheng, who had a cold face on the other side, pushed the takeaway porridge bowl in front of her.
"I was wrong." Tong Yan raised his head and tried his best to make a serious expression.
Ling Zesheng propped up on the edge of the meal with one hand and raised his eyes to look at her, "What's wrong?" โ
"I'm not supposed to drink." Tong Yan scratched his head, raised his eyes and secretly glanced at his black face that did not relax in the slightest, and continued to review deeply: "Especially you shouldn't have a fluke mentality, you won't scold me if you feel drunk." I should fundamentally realize the severity of the problem, and I should be scolded, and sooner or later I will have to suffer. โ
Hearing the last sentence, Ling Zesheng squinted his eyes slightly, his face was a little soothed compared to just now, and he sighed lowly, "Okay, let's eat first." With that, he got up and went into the kitchen.
After a while, he came out again, holding a bowl of iced plum soup in his hand and placing it in front of Tong Yan.
"I drank so much wine last night, I may have heart palpitations today, I cooked plum soup for you, put it in the refrigerator, remember to drink it yourself." While speaking, he didn't sit down again, but stood at the table and explained, "There is something going on over there in the company, I'll leave first." Try not to drink in the future, and don't drink when you go out with friends. I'm here for your safety, don't bother me. โ
After speaking, his fingers lightly tapped twice on the table surface, and then turned and left.
Somehow, Tong Yan suddenly felt very heartwarming when he heard this, and his hand holding the spoon trembled a little.
Hearing that Ling Zesheng had already arrived in the living room, she suddenly put down the things in her hand and chased them out.
Ling Zesheng had already changed his coat, and when he saw Tong Yan coming out, he was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?" โ
Tong Yan didn't know what he should say at this time, so he just pursed his lips to look at him, and finally held back a sentence after a while: "I don't drink anymore." โ
In that way, Vino's voice sounded in Ling Zesheng's ears, like a child being coquettish.
He finally didn't bother to keep a face, beckoned to Tong Yan to let her come close to him, and then reached out and rubbed the top of her head, laughing: "Why don't you always let people worry." He still held my arm last night and didn't let me go, do you really think you haven't grown up? โ
After saying this, he patted Tong Yan's head again before turning around and going out.
At this time, Tong Yan was completely petrified in situ, and there was only one sentence in his mind that surround in 360-degree stereo without dead ends:
He held my arm last night and wouldn't let me go
Grabbed my arm and wouldn't let me go
Don't let me go