Chapter 11 with the same promise

Xiao Ran smiled and nodded: "A year ago, I still have a video of him participating in that draft, do you want to watch it?" ”

Ye Wan's eyes immediately lit up: "I want to see it!" "Meng Xing a year ago, Qingbai Shui a year ago, he is immature and different from now...... She was curious.

"I'll go back and find it for you," Xiao Ran smiled gently, lowered his head and took a sip of wine, sighing in his voice, "Speaking of which, if he hadn't suddenly withdrawn from the competition, he would definitely not have stopped in the top eight." With his voice and singing skills, if not the first, he will at least be in the top three. ”

"Sudden withdrawal?" Ye Wan grasped the point and looked at him in surprise, "Why?" ”

Xiao Ran shook his head, his eyes were a little heavy: "He never mentioned it." Except for me, many people should not even know that he is the Qingbai Water Restaurant in the ancient wind circle...... At that time, the top three in that competition were students who could become Guan Lao, and since then he has stepped into the entertainment industry, he should also participate for this, but I don't know why he suddenly gave up when he was close to success. ”

A year ago...... Ye Wan turned her head sideways and looked at Meng Xing, who was quietly tasting wine in the light and shadow, and her good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly. If it weren't for some sudden change, he would definitely not have a beginning and an end. He's not that kind of person.

The reunion of the old people seems to have endless words.

Yewan was very happy that night, very happy. She looked at Xiao Ran in front of her, as if she had returned to the only carefree days in college, and completely opened the conversation, talking about each other's troubles, laughing insolently, and making a fuss without any image.

Of course, this was after she drank three glasses of cherry charm in a row.

In the end, Xiao Ran looked at Meng Xing helplessly: "Send her back together?" ”

Meng Xing looked at him, his expression was nothing special, but there was obvious displeasure in his dark eyes: "Why are you drunk?" ”

Xiao Ran looked at him protecting his family, but smiled shallowly: "Juice-like wine, she glass after glass, who knows if she can really get drunk?" Speaking of which, what is your relationship with her now, taking care of her so much? When he said the last sentence, he straightened his face and showed that he was serious about this issue.

Meng Xing raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What about you?" ”

Xiao Ran pouted: "As you can see, the senior brothers and sisters in college used to be in a band, and they had a close relationship with teammates. ”

Meng Xing hooked the corners of his lips, and there was a smile in his eyes: "It was three years ago." ”

Xiao Ran rolled up his sleeves and unceremoniously dropped a punch on his chest, listening to the muffled sound, not to be outdone: "Heh, you didn't know her three years ago." ”

Meng Xing paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at him, and there was a little smile hidden in his black eyes: "How do you know?" After saying that, he didn't explain much, and walked out with Yewan in his arms.

Xiao Ran was stunned for a moment. How does he know? Did they know each other before? He thought about it, and felt that it was impossible, so he was quick to grab Meng Xing's empty forearm and block his way.

"You ...... to her Is it serious? Xiao Ran looked directly at Meng Xing's eyes, with a seriousness in his eyes that did not match his gentle temperament, and even a little cold. That momentum, as if if he said he wasn't serious, he was going to punch him in the face next.

Meng Xing's gaze sank. He moved his arm, lifted his hand away from his arm with skill, and slowly spoke, his voice a little hoarse, and also very strict: "More serious than you think." ”

Probably accustomed to his alienated and indifferent appearance, seeing his momentum at this time because of seriousness, Xiao Ran's hand holding his arm unconsciously loosened his strength.

Meng Xing easily took Ye Wan out, didn't say goodbye, and only waved at Xiao Ran with his backhand: Goodbye.

Xiao Ran watched his back disappear at the door of the bar, and also dragged his coat out of the door. The moment the cold air outside hit, he gathered his coat, took out the unopened cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, and sent a text message on his mobile phone.

"Let it go, don't come back."

Yewan rarely drinks, and rarely gets drunk. She has been very restrained in the past few years, and even Lychee has almost forgotten what she looks like when she is drunk. And now, Meng Xing has seen it.

Yewan was half-wrapped in his arms, hugged her, and went upstairs.

They lived on the fifth floor, and they walked up one floor at a time, and the lights in the corridor were also lit all the way.

Meng Xing has seen people who make a fuss after getting drunk, and he has also seen people who fall asleep after being drunk, but he has never seen her like this, staring at her with a pair of amber eyes, looking at herself harmlessly and seriously.

"What's wrong?" He met her presumptuous gaze and asked softly.

Ye Wan smiled, her eyes crooked, like a crescent moon: "Look at you." ”

Meng Xing carried her up, moved two steps, felt inconvenient, simply squatted down, put her on his back, and casually answered: "Good-looking?" ”

Ye Wan lay on his back, the effect of alcohol and the suspension of her feet made her cling to the only support under her, her arms around his neck, breathing shallowly, and fell into his ear: "Good-looking." ”

He seemed to laugh a little, and the low laugh that came out of his chest was conveyed to her not by his ears, but by his body in close contact.

Consciousness was obviously chaotic, but she also smiled.

Although she was very light, she was also a big living person in the end, but fortunately, it was An Fen who lay motionless behind him, which allowed him to go up to the fifth floor and breathe smoothly.

Next, there are new questions......

"Go back by yourself?" He bent down slightly, looking into her clear gaze, trying to discuss.

When the time limit for the lights in the corridor arrived, they went out automatically. He was stunned for a moment, and then he felt one coming in the air, squeezing his petite body tightly, and unconsciously approaching.

He snorted softly and turned the lights in the corridor back on, only to see that the person in front of him was staring at him with a pair of big eyes, looking straight at him, a little stubborn and a little panicked.

He looked back at her, almost until the light in the aisle was about to go out for the second time, before he finally sighed, withdrew his gaze, and frowned secretly, what was he calling a drunken man.

"Open the door yourself?" He asked her tentatively again.

Of course, Ye Wan still looked at him motionlessly, the only difference was that the smile on the corner of her mouth was more obvious, and her eyes were brighter. If it weren't for the flustered appearance she had just seen, Meng Xing would definitely suspect that she was pretending to be drunk at all.

They looked at each other for a few more moments, and finally he gave in. He opened the small bag she was carrying, and moved it carefully, and sure enough, the key was in the same position as the last time. So he opened the door and sent her in.

He put her on the bed almost without squinting, and turned on the lamp next to the bed.

I didn't take off my coat and my shoes were still hanging on my feet. The moment Yewan was placed on the bed, she moved comfortably on the quilt, and her cheeks were almost buried in the quilt, but obviously, it was not very comfortable because of the outer clothes.

Meng Xing sighed, first helped her take off her coat, and then walked to the other end and took off her shoes. Seeing that she was holding the quilt but didn't mean to drill into it, she came over helplessly, pulled the quilt out of her arms, and covered her.

Under the pale yellow warm light, the white quilt printed with broken flowers covered her whole body, revealing only a small face. Because of the effect of alcohol, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her two lips were ruddy and half-open, with a faint smell of alcohol in her breath.

He was also a little drunk.

Meng Xing staggered his eyes, and his throat was obviously a little dry. After barely composing himself, he withdrew the hand that pressed the quilt on her, turned sideways, and was about to turn off the light and leave, when he felt his little hand that had been soft holding him.

"I'm like this, like a sick patient, and you're going to take care of me?" She tilted her body to look at him, her eyes a little misty, and her voice was small, almost whispering.

He paused, turned to look at her, and didn't answer.

She didn't care, and continued to talk to herself: "When I was a child, I was in an orphanage, and I had a fever once, and I was lying in bed alone, but no one took care of me at that time......"

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, and at last he even thought she was crying, but when he looked closely, her eyes were still bright and there was not the slightest tear. She's strong.

I don't know how long I talked about it, so long that his arm was a little sore when she was pulling, and she seemed to be so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. In fact, he also thought about whether to turn off the light and let her sleep as much as possible, but selfishness made him wait and wait, he also wanted to hear about her past, the past without his participation.

"I heard Brother Xiao say, did something happen to you a year ago? Just like I did a year ago...... "I don't know why, she suddenly changed the subject, and when she said this, she unconsciously bit her lip, as if hesitating how to comfort him.

Meng Xing moved his hand, only to find that her hand was squeezing him tighter.

"It's okay, no matter what happens, I'll help you later." Her eyes were closed, but she was still muttering, her voice soft, but her tone was extremely serious, as if she was making some solemn promise on some important occasion.

It's obviously drunk and unconscious, but it's clearer than any sober time.

Meng Xing smiled, his black eyes were shining with moist light, he took her hand and handed it to his lips, and lightly imprinted a kiss on the back of her white and tender hand: "With you." ”