"You...... I'm sorry! Cheng Anan, who didn't know what to say, could only apologize repeatedly in the end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't say I'm sorry anymore, it's nothing, we can't be lovers, we can still be friends!" Mo Ze smiled very casually, showing that he didn't care, hoping that Cheng Anan would not care so much about rejecting him.

"Hmm!" Cheng Anan nodded.

"Have you eaten yet? I'll send you back to the company when you're ready, right? Pulling away from the topic, Mo Cize offered to send her.

"Good!" In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Cheng Anan accepted it with a smile.

So, the two left the box together.

Mo Ze sent Cheng An'an to the Shichuang Building and left.

However, when the shadow of the Shichuang building could no longer be seen in the rearview mirror, Mo Xue Ze turned the steering wheel and suddenly parked the car on the side of the road.

Taking out the cigarette in the storage box, Mo Suze lit it.

For the first time.

This is the first time in seven years that Mo Ze has smoked.

This is also the first time that Mo Cize has tasted helplessness and failure.

Looking at the cigarette between his fingertips, slowly burning out, Mo Suize rolled down the window and threw the cigarette butt out of the window.

Close the window again, sit quietly in the car, and Mo Ze just stared blankly at the passing cars on the road, people coming and going.

As the sun sets, night falls, the shopping malls on the street are lit up with flashing neon lights, constantly changing and colorful neon lights, flashing the eyes of Mo Ze staring blankly ahead, Mo Ze realized that he had been in the car for a whole afternoon.

Picking up the phone that had been turned to silent and glancing at it, the screen showed more than thirty missed calls, however, he didn't even look at it and put it back in his pocket.

At this time, a couple came to him, and the two stopped not far from his car, hugged each other tightly, and then kissed affectionately.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ze's eyes sank, he retracted his gaze, started the car, stepped on the accelerator violently, and walked away.

……

In an unknown small bar in City A.

In front of the bar.

Mo Ze poured whiskey cup after glass.

In front of him, there were already two empty bottles, and the bottle he was holding in his hand would soon be bottomed out.

A faint red has surfaced on Junya's face, and his eyes are drunk.

"One more!"

"You can't drink any more, sir!"

"If you tell you to take it, you can take it, where did you get so much nonsense!"

"This gentleman, you really can't drink anymore, if you drink any more you'll get drunk!"

"Am I a guest, or are you a guest?"

The bartender, in desperation, had to bring him another bottle of wine.

It's just that the wine in Mo Zeze's glass has not yet been filled, and the person lies on the bar.

……

In the kitchen, Zhou Lan was cooking dinner.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

Turning off the fire, Zhou Lan came to the living room, picked up the mobile phone, the caller ID was Mo Ze's name, hesitated for a while, and connected the phone.

"Hey!"

"Hey, hello, this is XX bar, No. XX, XX Road, City A, your friend is drunk, can you please come over and take him away?" On the other end of the phone, the background sound was very noisy, but Zhou Lan heard it clearly.

"Oh, okay, I'll be right here!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Lan immediately took off her apron, changed her shoes, and went downstairs.

Flagged down a taxi and rushed to the address that the caller had said.

As soon as he arrived at the bar, Zhou Lan looked around for Mo Ze's figure, and went around in a big circle before finding him in front of the bar.

"Silent Ze, Mo Ze!"

"No need to shout, your friend shouted three bottles of whiskey, and he is already drunk and unconscious!"

"Three bottles?"

"Yes, he originally wanted to drink the fourth bottle, but before it was full, he got drunk, and I don't know what it was stimulated, so I drank it so badly!"

"You called me?"

"Please hurry up and help him take it away, he has been lying here, and my business is not good!"

"I'm sorry, I'll take him away, and thank you!"

As he spoke, Zhou Lan picked up Mo Xue Ze and walked towards the door of the bar step by step.

After getting out of the taxi, Zhou Lan finally helped Mo Chuze into the house.

After placing Mo Yuze on the bed, Zhou Lan was already exhausted, sweating and panting.

At this time, Mo Chuze suddenly made a nauseous sound from his mouth and wanted to vomit, and Zhou Lan immediately kicked the garbage can over.

Immediately afterward, there was a "vomit...... vomiting ......".

Suddenly!

It's so dangerous, I almost threw up on the ground!

Looking at the silence that vomited wildly, Zhou Lan felt very lucky.

Zhou Lan said to herself while following Mo Ze's back: "I guess, you must have gone to the bar to drink because your confession was rejected and you felt sad, right?"

"It's just that don't you know the truth that borrowing wine to drown your sorrows makes you even more sorrowful?"

"And why do you treat yourself like this?"

"Now drunk and forgot, what about when you wake up? Isn't it still the same to face the fact of rejection? ”

Because Zhou Lan knew that Mo Suze was drunk and unconscious, no matter what she said, he would not be able to hear it.

Wet a towel from the bathroom, back to the room, Zhou Lan seriously, carefully, and gently wiped the sweaty face and the corners of the mouth with filth for the sleeping Mo Ze.

The hand holding the towel inadvertently slid over Mo Yuze's somewhat hot skin, like an electric shock, Zhou Lan quickly retracted his hand.

The feeling of her heartbeat made her panic suddenly.

Her gaze swept over Mo Ze's sleeping face, flying eyebrows, straight nose, full lips, and deep eyes when she looked at people......

Suddenly.

What happened in his room in G City once again rushed into her mind, and the picture flickered, and Zhou Lan's heart was once again tightly clenched together.

"What to do, I seem to like you!" Zhou Lan stared at Mo Ze and said lightly.

Then, laugh at yourself.

"Hehe, what's wrong with me? Didn't you say you should forget? Zhou Lan punishively knocked on his head, which was always not controlled by himself, felt a little depressed, and cursed himself.

Surrounding this annoying emotion in his heart, Zhou Lan quickly wiped Mo Ze's face and left the room.

At the moment when she closed the door, Mo Ze, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, from the bottom of his eyes, there seemed to be something flickering, but the strength of the spilling was too great, and soon, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

When Zhou Lan entered the room again, it was already two hours later.

Because he was worried that Mo Suze would vomit in the middle of the night, Zhou Lan stayed by his bedside.

All night, she looked at the company's product information while taking care of Mo Suze until dawn.