8:00 p.m., private room in the restaurant.

At this time, Jia Yi's heart was a little panicked, but she also knew that she had to take action to break the deadlock that embarrassed everyone, so she raised the wine glass in front of her and drank it all, everyone thought that she chose to drink to solve it. Even Jiang Yuan was surprised.

As she poured a second cup and was about to drink it all again, Mark suddenly grabbed her. The glass in her hand immediately slipped and fell on the table, her hands shaking.

He turned his face sideways, looked at his face, which was red from drinking or from surprise and shyness, and only said, "Let's dance." ”

That sentence was like a ray of sunshine that drove away the dark tide with a powerful heat, and now from the top of her head to her heels, she was completely wrapped in that familiar warm current.

As he spoke, Mark had already left his chair, and he turned sideways, ready to help Jia Yi to his feet. Everyone began to applaud constantly, but it was Jia Yi, happiness came too suddenly, she couldn't react a little, and still sat still.

Jiang Yuan also urged her to stand up, Jia Yi looked at Mark, the light just hit his shoulder, at that moment, he really looked like a knight in a battle robe, riding a white horse towards her, asking her if she wanted to get on the horse.

Yes, go to the end of the world, go to the cape, all willing.

Jia Yi stretched out her hand, held Mark, and slowly stood up, but her steps were unnatural, and her lower body seemed to be extremely stiff, she was faintly aware of some bad signals, but at this time everyone began to cheer, coax, and some even hummed a small tune.

Mark was looking at her, she had to use all her strength to suppress her physical discomfort, and he led her to the front, and then he suddenly turned his face to look at her, handed her an affirmative look, and then slowly squatted down, one hand reached for her calf, and the other hand was already on her waist.

Jia Yi was frightened by this sudden touch, his body trembled violently, and the hand in his palm kept breaking out in cold sweat, Mark also felt it, and he said in Jia Yi's ear: "Don't be afraid! ”

It was light, but the current was hot enough to make the roots of the barley hot.

Mark picked up Jia Yi very easily, although her body was still trembling, but the amplitude was obviously smaller, but just as he was thinking about what to dance, she pushed his chest away with her hand, half of her body had fallen to the ground, his hand ran over her leg and stomach, and before she could react, the person in her arms had already covered her mouth and rushed out of the door.

She actually went to the bathroom, and everyone was surprised.

Jiang Yuan asked Sister Li to go to the bathroom to see her, and when Sister Li arrived, she was almost lying on the toilet and vomiting. The distressed Sister Li patted her back with her hand and said softly, "You don't drink much, what's the matter?" Is it better? ”

Jia Yi didn't speak, she vomited alone, but her body was still leaning on the toilet, her whole body was uncomfortable, even her eyes were a little red and swollen, she actually hated herself.

She still hadn't overcome it after all, she was still a monster, she didn't deserve to be happy, and Mark's sudden gaze turned into a sword that drove her out of his arms - but that gaze was exactly what she longed for countless days and nights!

Shouldn't she hate herself?

Sister Li thought that Jia Yi was just drunk, so she helped her out of the bathroom, and when she came out, she saw Mark who looked nervous, but Jia Yi didn't dare to look at him more, just lowered her head.

Mark wanted to help Jia Yi, but she shook his head and refused, Jia Yi said without raising his head: "I want to be alone outside quietly." ”

Sister Li and Mark looked at each other, and Sister Li had to go back to the room first and let Mark take care of her outside.

Jia Yi looked at Mark beside him, and couldn't help but recall what happened just now, and his eyes were wet with discomfort in his heart.

Mark saw her tears falling down her cheeks, a little overwhelmed, busy looking for tissues and handkerchiefs around before realizing that he had come out in a hurry and had nothing on him.

He tried to wipe away her tears with his hand, but she avoided it alertly, looking at him with a look of horror on her face.

After a while, from shock to sadness, tears surged even more.

She could have bloomed in the moonlight tonight, but she still rolled thorns all over her body, cutting off the gentle moonlight. She is destined to be forgotten in the wasteland, and she will be lonely for a lifetime, allowing the stream to rush and take away the prosperity of the season.

Mark thought that it was his recklessness that made Jia Yi feel uncomfortable, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to let Jia Yi sit and go get some things by himself.

As soon as he left, Jia Yi buried her face in her knees, and couldn't stop crying, she really didn't know what to do to save herself, and tried every possible way to get close to him, but when he stretched out his hand, she fled in such a hurry.

She can obviously - when she came into contact with Gao Qu, she clearly didn't react!

There were people walking around one after another, and she looked up with red and swollen eyes, and found that there was a couple in front of her looking at her, as if they were saying something to her, but she was indifferent and did not hear anything, because she was staring at a place, or rather a movement—the woman's hand was in the palm of the man's hand, and it was constantly being touched.

Skin-to-skin intimacy, the unreserved contact of one person to another, why doesn't she deserve it?

Tears piled up in her eyes until the image blurred and she watched the couple walk to a bar not far from her.

She got up and walked slowly there.

"What do you want to drink?" The bartender probably guessed something when she saw her red and swollen eyes, but she was not surprised at all, after all, several of the people who came to the bar were all looking high, except for smoky makeup, red eyes and depressed faces were another bar standard.

"A glass of vodka." Jia Yi said quietly.

9:30 p.m., Jole Apartment.

"Bring me wine, no champagne!" Qiao Le, who was flushed with a red face, shouted at Xiao Yin with an empty wine glass, Xiao Yin had been angry for a long time, and in a fit of anger, he picked up the cake on the table that had not yet been planted with candles, and smashed it all in Qiao Le's face, for a while, the wine glass in Qiao Le's hand rolled to the ground and broke into several pieces, Xiao Yin slammed the door into the house, and Gao Qu immediately followed.

Seeing that the birthday party was completely smashed, Yuanyuan beckoned the others to leave first, and helped clean up by herself, Qiao Le was not much sober because of the sudden smashed cake, he wiped it with paper, and turned out new red wine from the wine cabinet on the back of the sofa, as soon as it was full, Gao Qu walked out of the house, he looked at Qiao Le with a stern expression, his eyes could not hide his murderous anger, he was powerless to persuade his cousin to leave this man, he hated to do things that he couldn't solve the most!

Qiao Le looked at him, and also knew it, and said with half a point of soberness: "Do you hate me very much?" ”

Gao Qu immediately stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and completely ignored Yuanyuan's dissuasion, and asked sharply, "Shouldn't people like you be hated?" ”

Although there was a bright red mark on his neck, and all the red wine that had just been poured out, Qiao Le still did not resist, his eyes were scattered, and he said slowly: "I heard that hatred can be remembered for a longer time...... You say, does she think the same way? ”

Of course, the Jia Yi that "she" refers to, Gao Qu knows, and Yuanyuan also knows.

"Jia Yi didn't mean to......" Yuan Yuan said almost pleadingly.

"Whether she did it on purpose or not, the person in question is you!" Gao Qu still refused to let go, and his strength was greater.

"I ...... Am I the only one here? Xiao Yin, Jia Yi, and you, aren't you going normally tonight? Qiao Le said with a sneer, his gaze sharpened by the sudden concentration, as if he was being pulled by a powerful hatred.

Gao Qu suddenly let go of his hand, his whole body seemed to lose strength, and he only sat on the ground, and he didn't recover for a long time.

10:00 p.m., restaurant bar.

Mark came out with his things and didn't see Jiayi, so he asked around for someone, and when he swept to the bar, he saw her leaning over and drinking, and he immediately walked over to her.

The cup that Jia Yi had just raised was snatched away by him. At this time, she was really drunk, her eyes were out of focus, her cheeks were red, her empty hands had nowhere to put but to support her chin, looking at Mark, smiling hard, so charming and affectionate.

Mark tried to take her back, but as soon as his hand touched her arm, he hesitated and hung in the air for a long time.

Jia Yi also saw that the hand was only a few millimeters away from her, and she suddenly laughed and said, "I need a shoulder so badly, can you hold me when I fall?" ”

She had pretended to be docile many times, but she was not as soft as she was at this time, she softened herself with alcohol, and stretched out her trembling hands towards the moonlight in the night sky, begging heaven and earth to take her in.

Before Mark could react, Jia Yi immediately picked up the wine that he had just taken away, without giving him any chance to dissuade him, and swallowed several glasses in a row, like a sense of mission that had broken the kettle, she had to get drunk without leaving a trace of sobriety.

Mark eventually stopped her, he couldn't bear to see her hurt his body like this, especially for someone who had vomited.

But before he could put down the wine glass he had snatched, Jia Yi, who was full of wine, smiled at him, and said in a weak voice: "I want to close my eyes and fall down......" As he spoke, his eyelids slowly drooped, and his body collapsed in his arms impartially, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she had finally fulfilled her wish, and the embrace was under her, but her body had long been paralyzed by alcohol.

At this time, Jiang Yuan and the others also happened to come out, and when they saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Hey, I actually let this girl do it." ”

11:00 p.m., Jole Apartment.

After a few drinks, Qiao Le was completely drunk and lay on the sofa, and Xiao Yin also came out of the room, but she refused to go downstairs with Gao Qu to go home anyway. Gao Qu was helpless, he also knew his cousin's stubborn temper, so he had to leave with Yuanyuan first.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw Chen Fangquan's car parked aside, he watched Yuanyuan get into the car, and then he knew that Chen Fangquan actually gained love because he helped Jia Yi rent a house, and he was also happy for his good friend, and suddenly looked up at the light of Qiao Le's room upstairs, and couldn't help sighing.

――It seems that all the pleasure and unpleasantness of the night are because of Jiayi.

He suddenly felt the need to greet the woman, so he called her.

The one who answered the phone was not Jia Yi, it was a man's voice, and the voice was soft and extremely affinity.

Gao Qu was a little suspicious, he sat in the car and became nervous inexplicably, and asked, "Isn't this Liang Jiayi's mobile phone?" ”

The man said that Jiayi was drunk, and then asked, "May I ask if Mr. Jiayi is ......?" ”

Gao Qu hesitated to reply to his friend, and then asked, "Then you are ......?"

The other party also replied with a friend, but it was much more neat and free.

Gao Qu didn't expect that in addition to Qiao Le and Yuanyuan, Jia Yi also had other friends he didn't know.

However, how much does he know about Jia Yi, and he is a little weak even when he answers that he is a friend.

But after all, it was late at night, drunk and unconscious, and accompanied by a man he didn't know anything about, Gao Qu was still faintly worried. He sent a phone call to Fang Quan and reminded Yuanyuan to help go to Jiayi's apartment to have a look.

Fang Quan's car drove halfway, and when he received a call from Gao Qu, he naturally sued Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan was a little surprised, and immediately called Jiayi.

The person who answered the phone was still a man, his voice was very infectious and discerning, and it was unforgettable, Yuanyuan immediately realized something, and hung up the phone immediately after the other party answered.

Fang Quan was puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Of course it's a good thing!"

"Then do you want to go to Jialina?"

"Of course not. A good thing happened today, but it can't be ruined. ”

11:30 p.m., Carey Room.

Mark carried Jia Yi to the bed under the guidance of Aunt Li, and wanted to let Aunt Li take care of it directly, but who knew that Jin Mei came back at this time.

As soon as he entered the door, he yelled loudly that the dog was not bolted, and shouted insults downstairs. Jin Mei also drank some wine, and stumbled into the house and kept yelling.

"Oops, this grinding spirit!" Aunt Li slapped her thigh and rushed downstairs.

Mark looked at the situation and knew he couldn't walk away.

12:00 p.m., Jole Apartment

Qiao Lejiu woke up quickly, almost sweating before relieving his hangover, he raised his heavy head, propped his hands on the sofa but touched Xiao Yin who was lying beside him at some point. Her little head was tilted against the edge of the sofa bed, and her thin bangs were pressed against her forehead, she was probably tired, but her little mouth was still pouting.

He got down from the sofa and picked up Xiao Yin, she also felt Qiao Le's hand, opened her eyes slightly, sleepy, but tried hard to speak, Qiao Le leaned over, put her fingers on her lips, lowered her head and kissed her eyebrows, and said, "Don't be afraid, go to bed."

So Xiao Yin gently buried her head in the crook of his arm.

After settling Xiaoyin, Qiao Le didn't feel sleepy, he came to the study alone, carefully opened a drawer, and took out some things from it: a commemorative wristband, a signed CD and a mobile phone case.

They were preserved as if they were the moment they were opened, and although Qiao Le had kept them in his hands and looked at them for countless nights, they did not lose their luster in the slightest.

The texture of them was all too familiar to him, and the time they carried was all too familiar to him, but the person who gave the gift was more and more blurry to him.

He sighed, and the night seemed to be longer.