Qi Feng, who had stopped the car without permission, turned his head and mustered up the courage to speak, but stopped when he met Jiang Moyan's eyes that turned into sharp blades.

"Actually, what?"

My eyebrows furrowed. It's not that he Jiang Moyan has a hard time, so I will give others a chance to discern for him.

"Actually, Mr. He"

"I'm going to marry Feng Tian." Jiang Moyan slowly moved away from his aching chest in front of me, and straightened out the damp and wrinkled clothes on his body.

"Really?"

The brain went blank in an instant, and the mechanical rhetorical question, even if I told the man in front of me thousands of times that I had nothing to do with me, but the heart that had built the wall was still stung by a poisonous scorpion, crispy, numb, sour, and finally the three forces turned into a burst of severe pain, spreading to every cell in the body. It goes on until my fingertips are sorting out my clothes.

The hand trembled slightly. No one knows how pale my face is with my head down and buried in the dark.

"Yes."

"Then I will congratulate Mr. Jiang on his happy third marriage, and I hope that this time there will be no flash marriage." I raised my head, swept away the thoughts that were surging in my eyes, and used all my strength to gently tug at the corners of my somewhat stiff mouth, and opened the door and moved my slightly aching legs that were pressed by him.

I walked slowly forward. The night breeze blew and swept across my chest, and I bowed my head and lightly buttoned up my coat to cover the torn gown, and under the cold neon light, the lonely shadow was stretched long, long, until it began to deform.

The picture of the happiness of the wedding day of the two kept flashing in his mind, as if there were sawtooth pulling through his mind, thinking that the city wall was thick enough and would not hurt anymore, but after all, no matter how good the disguise was, it would still be crushed by reality.

However, when there is too much pain, it is only a quarter of an hour for the self-healing ability to become stronger. The sharp pain cleared up before I suddenly remembered. At this point, what I have to do is go and get the money back. The regiment has page skills.

I slapped my head, damn it, I went in the wrong direction, the music came, and I slid down to answer it.

"I'm bored drinking alone, come and stay with me for a while."

The money on the other end of the phone came back clearly, and it seemed that she hadn't drunk much.

Ask for the name of the bar and I'll take a taxi.

At the Midsummer Night Bar, Qian Huizheng, who was sitting at the bar, held his cheek with one hand, looking at the goblet full of liquid that was red all over his body.

"A cocktail." After saying to the bartender, I sat down next to her, "Wang Haoyu is looking for you all over the world!" ”

"I know, he's just gone." Qian Hui rested his chin on the bar, his eyes still staring at the blood-red liquid, "What's wrong with tonight's wine, how can you get more sober the more you drink!" ”

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

When we broke up in the afternoon, it was fine, how could it be that it only took a few hours to become decadent like this?

"Do you know why he's looking for me?" Qian turned around and grabbed my hand, his eyes were red, and a layer of mist came out.

"Didn't I look for you because I was worried about you?"

"He's worried about me? It was in a dream, in my sweet dream. Qian Hui took a sip of liquor and wiped the tears from his face, "He was nervous because I put two divorce papers in the drawer of the study that day. ”

"Didn't you say that it was good to be with him? How did you come up with the idea of divorce again. ”

"I'm just hot-headed, to put it bluntly, my idea of returning money to this life is to be cheeky and die with him, but now I don't have that courage anymore." Speaking of this, Qian Hui's emotions became excited, "The first thing he just said when he found me was not to ask me why I didn't go home, but to divorce and what I wanted, and he gave it to me." It turned out that he couldn't wait to divorce me. This is so deep and deep by his knife. ”

Qian Hui pressed his chest and drained the liquid in the cup heroically.

"One more drink."

Qian Hui really treated the wine as boiled water, drinking cup after glass, I was depressed and couldn't find the words to comfort her, and I drank cup after glass like crazy.

As she said, today's real one is as if it is adulterated, and no matter how you drink it, you won't get drunk.

We didn't get out of the bar until after 1 a.m., and I walked back down the road with few pedestrians on my back, and the cars around me drove by. I had to take a taxi, and the woman who was drunk and muddy with almost all the weight of her whole body on me would not let me live or die.

"Happy breakup, I still want to say too much to you, I still want you to hug me, quietly stupid, stupid so stupid that I will never be reluctant, happy breakup, I think I will always remember"

Along the way, Qian Hui began to play drunk, howling a few times for a while, and pulling me for a while, Wang Haoyu never took the initiative to hug her, and she was stupid and refused to let go after a while.

If it was before, I would definitely comfort or scold her, but today I played with her, and when she sang this song of breakup happiness again, I also sang along, and I couldn't help but look at us more when the bustling pedestrians passed by on the road, and I didn't care.

I have to say that these voices roared out, this body is really not ordinary comfort, so the bar is not far from Qian home, and ten minutes later, the woman who is about to fall asleep rings the doorbell of her house.

Wang Haoyu didn't sleep, and I stuffed the money back into his arms.

"Wang Haoyu, you are also a big child, and the child is six years old, you can live a good life with your wife, don't toss! I drank too much and had a headache, so I went back first. ”

"It's too late, I'll send you back when I send her back to her room."

"No need, you clean her up, she drinks more than me, and there can't be no one around."

After all, my amount of alcohol is there, except for being a little dizzy, I can still find my way home, ignoring Wang Haoyu's worried eyes, I walked out with some vain steps.

When the wind blew on the road, my dizzy head was clearer, I drank too much wine, and I was really courageous, and I was not afraid at all when I walked on the road.

"Why are you still outside so late, do you know how dangerous it is!"

As I walked, my arm was grabbed, and Lu Ming appeared in front of me with an angry face.

"Finished the meeting?" I staggered and took a step back, and the first time I saw Lu Ming angry with me, I hooked my lips flatteringly.

"Why do you drink?" Lu Ming didn't answer my question, looking at me with distress in his eyes, "Is it because of him?" ”

"No, a friend of mine, in a bad mood, asked me to drink with her, and I accidentally drank a few more glasses."

I waved my hand, raised my face, squinted at him with misty eyes, and looked at him with a silly smile.

Lu Ming opened his mouth, swallowed the words that he wanted to reprimand me, and pulled me into the car.

As soon as I got into the car, I leaned against the window and fell into a deep sleep.

Behind the car, the Maybach, hidden in the dark night, stayed where he was for a long time and did not leave.

The half-open car window, the slender hand hanging outside, the cigarette butt falling all over the ground, and the unclear outline of the face hidden behind the smoke makes people feel a trace of inexplicable desolation and pain in their hearts.

"Sir, why don't you tell Madame that it's true."

"What can I do if I tell her, I am a person who is destined not to be with her for the rest of her life, and now I can give her a short period of happiness, and then she will be even more miserable."

He loved her so much that even though he saw the knife in her hand pierce her sister's chest, he still chose to get her out of prison, and four years later, his love for her has not diminished in the slightest, but has become deeper and deeper. How could he be willing to let her hurt, but he had to hurt her with his own hands, this pain was far more painful than the injury he gave her, a thousand times more painful.

He couldn't go down for a while, but he was afraid that the dead-eyed woman would always live in pain in the future, he gritted his teeth and insisted, the kind of longing and painful torture made him unable to sleep all night long, and his body had begun to be seriously overdrawn.

Suddenly, he coughed violently, and Qi Feng hurriedly handed over a glass of water and medicine, "Sir, smoke less." ”

"I won't smoke it in the future, let's go back." He was about to swallow it violently, leaning back on the back seat to take a breath, and the picture of her just looking up at Lu Ming obediently flashed in front of him, as if someone had slapped her chest a few times, and he couldn't help but reach out and caress it.

His face was pale, and his thin lips trembled slightly.

Are you in love with someone else after all? That's what I've always hoped for, but why is it that it hurts so much that I don't have any strength here? The peach blossoms that were slightly raised had crystal tears sliding down the corners of their eyes.

That's it, that's it, no matter who is with you, as long as you're happy, it's fine.

In the slow-moving car, Qi Feng kept observing the man behind him with his eyes closed and in pain.

"You're going to be rotten in your stomach forever, you don't need to be as impulsive as you are today." The cold voice was stained with three warnings.

"Sir, you look like you today?"

"Not anymore." The five words full of sadness slowly dissipated in the silent dark night, leaving only a sigh to fade away with the wind.

There are too many insincere and involuntary words in the world mountain, but some people are bent on thinking about another person, but has he (she) ever thought that what he (she) thinks is good for her, is what she wants?

When I woke up the next day, I moved my stiff neck, I was screaming in pain, and just as I was about to stretch my limbs and relax my body, my hand was wrapped around a large hand.

"If you stretch it any further, it will hit the roof of the car."

The familiar voice with a pampering voice made my face stiffen, and a spirit came to its senses, and my mind flashed through what had happened last night.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I want to spend more time with you." Lu Mingjun's face flushed slightly.

"That, that, me, you? Ah. I grabbed my hair in annoyance, this serious person wants to talk about love, the impact is really not ordinary, so that my tongue is a little knotted, I don't know what to say.

Lu Ming coughed lightly, the flush on his face receded, and he looked at me with doting eyes.

"It's like you I first knew."

Hearing this, the expression on my face froze. Returns to normalcy. You said it, I believed it

"Thank you for sending me home and staying with me for so long, do you want to go up and have breakfast together."

"No, I have a meeting in the morning, and I'll visit my uncle and aunt again when I have time." Lu Ming looked at his watch.

I nodded and was about to get out of the car, when suddenly the incident of Century Square flashed through my mind, and I paused to open the door.

"Do you know what Mu Beichuan's purpose is when he suddenly asked his artists to raise donations?"

"Broken boats. Recently, the plastic sun has not been peaceful, be careful and protect yourself. ”

"Yes, be careful on the road." I threw the car door and went upstairs thoughtfully, breaking the kettle and sinking the boat, is this Mu Beichuan vowing to fight hard and break the net?

This man is definitely brain-pumping, for a woman who doesn't love him, he did his part, is it worth it?