The first meal of the new year, each of us ate to the fullest, and the sumptuous dishes also added a little festive atmosphere to the new year. Everyone in the room, except for the pregnant Christao, couldn't drink alcohol, and the rest of us drunk our brains with alcohol.

There are fewer and fewer meals on the table, and the aroma of the original food has been transferred to our stomachs, except for the orange candlelight, which is still shining with stars.

Time was moving back little by little, I tried my best to keep my sanity, waiting for William's arrival, but I still couldn't wait for William's figure, although Christao's face was always full of happy smiles, but the smile of the beloved around me looked extremely stiff.

"I... I... I don't... No more... Sleep... I went to sleep..."

Xu Shaohui drank the most, and he basically drank the entire bottle of vodka. He didn't pour wine on Ouyang Ze, but just blew at the wine bottle by himself, as if there were a lot of sad things that needed alcohol to numb him. Indeed, he does have a lot of worries, and there are indeed a lot of worries that he hides from me, how can he drink more?

He walked upstairs tremblingly step by step, and Christao hurriedly went over to help, but Xu Shaohui deliberately avoided it, afraid of Christao's kind support.

Although Ouyang Ze didn't drink much, he was also a little drunk, and although he spoke quite coherently, his eyes had already fallen into a blur, and his figure when he stood up was also staggered.

He leaned on the table and approached me little by little, his face even more ruddy under the stimulation of alcohol, and the liquid on the corner of his mouth was very charming under the reflection of the candlelight. When he was only one step away from me, he fell to the ground and knelt in front of me.

"Rui Rui... I'm sorry..."

He was still smiling just now, and he immediately became gloomy again, and his tone was no longer as happy as he should be during the festival, and he felt more guilty and indebted.

Kneeling, his center of gravity was closer to the ground, but his upper body was still swaying from side to side. Those two eyes were also moistened with tears little by little, although they did not converge into beads, but there was a state of affairs that was about to flow out.

"What's wrong? Get up and speak well. ”

Under the stimulation of alcohol, my strength also became very small, and although I tried to help him up, no matter how hard I tried, his knees still pressed tightly to the ground without the slightest movement.

"I... I... I've figured it out..."

The moment I heard the word "Qing", my whole body was shocked, and the hands holding his shoulders became very cold. His words were like a cold wind outside the house, even colder than that, blowing every hair on my body that stood on end.

The memories of my illness, what happened at that time are now pulled out of my mind and resurfaced in front of my eyes from the deepest part of my memory.

Cristao also heard Ouyang Ze's words, she was as surprised as I was, and originally wanted to help me pick him up, but her hand was also hanging in the air like me.

In this matter, in Christao's eyes, I am the victim and the loser in this love. Although I was by Ouyang Ze's side and accompanied him for a long time, I still couldn't beat a dead person, and I still couldn't embrace Ouyang Ze's heart in my arms.

"I love you, believe me, but I just can't forget Qing, I can't forget him... He seemed to live in this world, as if he was beside me, and I felt his breath every moment..."

He wept as he spoke, and his voice became more and more choked, and I couldn't tell if he was crying because he missed Qing or because he loved me, and I didn't know if the tears were sacrifices to Qing in this New Year's season.

Half an hour ago, he said that he loved me and said that he wanted to live a good life with me. But it's just a few glasses of wine, but the words have changed, and the person who speaks in his mouth has also changed, no longer me, but the "Qing" he has liked for many years.

"Yes... Right... Right..."

Before Ouyang Ze's words were finished, he was defeated by alcohol, and the whole person fell on my lap at once. The second before he closed his mouth, the word of apology was not finished.

At this moment, my heart felt as if it had just been trampled by a wild beast, and my broken heart was constantly bleeding. Although my eyes were full of tears, I couldn't drip them out, and my whole body had been stimulated by pain and lost my strength, but I still had to be strong in front of Cristao, and I still had to try my best to stay calm.

"Come, help me get him upstairs..."

I tried to stabilize my emotions and said to Cristao in a steady tone.

How could Christao not see my state of mind at this time, it's just that she didn't explain it thoroughly, and she didn't let me spill tears on the spot...

Tonight was an extraordinary night, both a wonderful Christmas and a time to hear so much truth. I thought I was the only one who was sad tonight, and I was the only one who would cry secretly at midnight, but I forgot about another woman who was abandoned by her husband...

At this time, there were only two people left in the living room, and it had been a long time, and William had not appeared, so I decided to tell Krista about my plan.

"Originally, I made an appointment with William to come, and I wanted to take this opportunity to let you..."

"I know, so I've called him ahead of time to keep him from coming."

Christao smiled at me knowingly, but soon the smile turned into a bitter expression, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

All women should be duplicitous, and all women should hope that their beloved can be by their side to take care of themselves during the New Year, but Cristao wants to make a counterexample and make a special one.

"Why? Don't you want to reconcile with him and forget about it sooner? ”

Hearing me say this, Christao's originally calm face was unconsciously filled with tears at this time, and her throat was also whimpering.

"I can't forgive him, I really can't forgive him... I really can't forgive those things, I can't forget them..."

Yes, there are some things that really can't be forgotten, and some things that really can't be forgiven. Although a long time has passed, although the scar has healed, the pain in my heart still lingers...

Christmas music is gradually sounding, and Christmas is getting closer and closer. I just don't know where Santa Claus is going at this time, and which families are spreading happiness to him.

Maybe it's because we don't live in the city, so Santa doesn't notice our home, so much so that our home is covered in sadness and tears.

Tonight, destined to be a dark Christmas...