When Li Zhenting returned to the apartment in Nanguo Mansion, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. He stepped into the hallway and turned on the light in the small hallway. The light shines into the living room, because the room is mostly decorated in white, so it is quiet, but it is extremely deserted.

Li Zhenting raised his legs and walked inside, and along the way, he turned on the lights in the living room and the lights that could be turned on, and the huge duplex building was brightly lit. He walked up to the second floor, came straight to the door of the master bedroom, pushed the door in, the room was dark, he turned on the light, and looked at it, Ji Chendong was still lying motionless on the bed, but what changed significantly from before was that the bedside table and the floor were full of beer bottles and red wine bottles, and at first glance, they were all empty.

The room was full of alcohol, and the smell was unpleasant. Li Zhenting's eyes sank, walked to the side of the bed, and reached out to push Ji Chendong's shoulder. Ji Chendong was lying on his side with his back to Li Zhenting. After being pushed a few times by Li Zhenting, he just reached out and grabbed the quilt and covered his head impatiently.

Li Zhenting stood beside the bed, looking at Ji Chendong condescendingly, he was not angry, but said in a flat voice, "Duan Yi had a car accident." ”

His voice was not loud, but he was not worried at all whether Ji Chendong would not be able to hear because he was drunk.

Sure enough, Ji Chendong didn't move at first, but in less than five seconds, his body suddenly stiffened. After a while, he lifted the quilt and turned his head to look at Li Zhenting, his voice low with a heavy hoarseness, "What did you say?" ”

Li Zhenting saw Ji Chendong's face, his face was as white as paper, but his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and under the illumination of the white light, it was terrifying.

After a pause of two seconds, Li Zhenting replied again, "Duan Yi had a car accident." ”

Ji Chendong almost sat up from the bed, Xu was up violently, his temples jumped suddenly, and he couldn't help frowning.

Gritting his teeth, Ji Chendong said in a deep voice, "When did it happen?" Where is he now? ”

Li Zhenting's face was expressionless, and he didn't answer the rhetorical question, "You go to wash your face first, how can you go out like this?" ”

Hearing this, Ji Chendong stood up from the side of the bed, his body seemed to be hollowed out, and the dozen or so steps from the bed to the bathroom were already shaky. When he entered the bathroom, he didn't turn on the light, but took advantage of the light from the bedroom, stood at the sink, turned on the faucet, and bent over to splash water on his face.

I don't know when, Li Zhenting appeared by the bathroom door, he looked in the direction of Ji Chendong, and said loudly, "Duan Yi is okay now, but he has a plaster cast on his left arm and has gone home to rest." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ji Chendong, who was still throwing water in his face a second ago, suddenly stopped. He propped his hands on either side of the sink, bent over, and let the water from the faucet run freely.

Li Zhenting looked at his back without blinking, and finally asked out loud for a while, "What's going on?" Did you go to find An Jing? ”

Although it is a question, there is more affirmation in the tone.

Hearing the word An Jing, Ji Chendong stiffened, his voice was very low, like gritting his teeth, but more like suppressing something, and said in a deep voice, "Don't mention her to me!" ”

When Li Zhenting heard this, a flash of something quickly flashed in his eyes

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