"I didn't mean that, Cheng Lan, you know, what happened just now was a misunderstanding."

"What do I know?"

"Don't do that, you know we don't have anything." Ling Yousi was uncomfortable listening to her aggressive tone.

Cheng Lan was stunned when she heard his words, yes, she seemed to know everything, but why was she so angry, "I think let's calm down first." ”

"Is this what you really think?" Ling Yousi's dark eyes were very calm, and he didn't have the anxious look he had before.

"Hmm." Cheng Lan also calmed down.

"Okay, let's calm down first." Ling Yousi sighed imperceptibly, let go of his hand, and let Cheng Lan go.

Cheng Lan walked to the door, put her hand on the doorknob, unscrewed the door, but did not step out.

didn't look back and spoke, "I asked my aunt to make you soup, you remember to drink it." ”

Then he walked out and disappeared by the door.

Ling Yousi walked to the door in a daze and picked up the lunch box on the ground.

The warm touch reached the palm of the hand.

At this moment, I felt that my eyes were sour.

Ling Yousi sat down on a chair in the lounge decadently, and the lunch box was set aside.

He didn't know how this was happening now, maybe he shouldn't have played against the actress alone, and he was really careless.

Perhaps, some things are just a fuse, and they will break out eventually.

He opened the lunch box, and some of the soup spilled out of the food inside due to the violent shaking.

Cheng Lan sprained his foot while filming a few days ago, and he sent it back, and then I don't know why I suddenly lost contact in the past few days, but now it has become like this, and some things have been put on the bright side.

Ling Yousi's fingers were stained with a little clear soup, he looked at his fingers, and then slowly lowered his head and sucked it off.

It's delicious...... It's very fragrant......

Cheng Lan quickly escaped from the crew, she ran to the car without stopping and closed the door.

Once again, the mood collapsed.

She couldn't remember the last time she cried.

My heart was very uncomfortable, and I was sour.

She was really uncomfortable, and she couldn't believe it when she saw that woman half-lying on Ling Yousi's body.

She wouldn't believe that Ling Yousi would come out. Rail.

Even when she knew that all this was a misunderstanding, she was still angry,

She still felt that it was all Ling Yousi's fault.

He is a popular idol, and it is normal for other people to like him, but Ling Yousi gave her a chance.

Cheng Lan didn't know why she was suddenly so cautious.

How much she likes Ling Yousi, she doesn't know herself, she really fell in love with Ling Yousi's face at first, and then the two of them fell asleep, and when they were together, it shouldn't be a matter of course, and gradually she seemed to like him.

She thought that it was a novelty that the two of them hadn't been in touch for a while, but after having the idea of visiting the class, she was obviously very happy, and she obviously wanted to see him.

……

"Brother Song, we've been here for two days to trouble you." Jiang Zhou spoke.

"Say what? I'm glad you guys are here. Song Zeming smiled.

"We don't have a few days off this time, so we'll be back tomorrow."

"So fast? I finally came to City A once. ”

"I can't bother you anymore, your company still has something waiting for you, accompany our group of big men every day." Jiang Zhou and the others were laughing.

"Okay, take care of yourself." Song Zeming didn't keep it anymore.

"Brother Song...... You too. Jiang Zhou seemed to want to say something, but in the end he endured it.

After separating from a few people, Song Zeming drove to the bar.

He's craving to drink now.

Some of the pain I can't forget, but alcohol can prompt it.

Song Zeming booked a private room, but ordered a lot of wine.

Ji Yao didn't expect that he would be able to meet acquaintances when he came to work.

When I walked into the private room with bottles of wine, I saw a man in a suit and leather shoes sitting on the sofa, looking down at the ground in a daze.

Ji Yao frowned slightly, seeing that he didn't mean to look up, he put down the wine and was about to leave, but the man raised his head sharply, "Bring me another bottle of whiskey." ”

Ji Yao turned his back to him and responded, "Hmm." ”

I just walked to the door, but was stopped by the man behind me, "Why do I feel that your voice is familiar?" ”

Over the years, it may be the influence of the environment, Song Zeming is not only sensitive, but also very sensitive to sound.

Ji Yao just wanted to go out immediately now, and then change someone else in.

"Are you Ji Yao?" But apparently Song Zeming didn't give her this opportunity.

Ji Yao also had no need to hide it.

Turning around, he changed his voice in a regular and calm manner, "Mr. Song." ”

Song Zeming really saw her face, but he didn't expect it, "You work here?" ”

"Hmm."

"Okay, then please send me another bottle of wine."

"Okay."

Ji Yao nodded, walked out, and after closing the door, the tension gradually disappeared.

She didn't know why she was so nervous every time she saw Song Zeming, and even felt ashamed when he saw him working here.

When he came in again with the wine, Song Zeming was drinking.

Ji Yao put down the wine, looked at him twice, didn't know what to say, and finally walked out with his head down.

Song Zeming drank a lot of alcohol, and he really wanted to get drunk at this time, but he couldn't get drunk.

It was dim in front of him, and even the wine bottle began to have ghosting, but his heart was still very clear.

He regretted it all these years.

Why didn't he go with him on that mission, if he went, Zuo Qiong and Shi Wen wouldn't have died, maybe they could come back together.

All these years he didn't ask why the two of them were the only ones when the explosion happened, why they were the only ones who had an accident?

He didn't want to know, he didn't want to know more.

But countless times, there would be some desperate moments in his mind.

In the broken wall, two familiar faces, he even saw Zuo Qiong crying, and even saw Zuo Qiong and said, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't be with you anymore.

Why? You provoked me first? Why did you leave me? Why not even the last side.

His girl, his girl.

Song Zeming sat on the ground, one leg arched casually.

His eyes were full of tears, his eyes were confused, and he poured a few sips of wine into the bottle.

Ze Ming...... Ze Ming...... I like you......

The crisp sound echoed in my ears all the time.

It's all him, if it weren't for him, Zuo Qiong, a little girl with a big personality, uninhibited, and who likes to chase stars and dramas, why would she go to the military academy.

She could have lived a better life.

This girl can obviously live an ordinary life, fall in love with the boy she likes, get married, and finally have children.

But she left forever......

"Zuo Qiong...... Zuo Qiong...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Song Zeming seemed to have opened the sluice gate of tears, crying as intensely as a child.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be with you until the end......"

Ji Yao was on duty until twelve o'clock, she changed back into her clothes, put on her bag and said hello to the people around her, and then prepared to go to the dormitory on duty.

But as I passed the private room, my footsteps stopped.

She looked silently at the closed door of the private room.

Finally, I hesitated to open the door and go in.

As soon as he opened the door, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol came to his face, and Ji Yao, who was choking, couldn't open his eyes.

Song Zeming sat on the ground casually, his head lowered.

Ji Yao coughed twice and walked over, "Mr. Song? Mr. Song? ”

She found that Song Zeming seemed to be drunk, and looked at the wine bottles scattered on the table twice, the messy cigarette butts on the ground, why did she drink so much?

"Mr. Song?" Ji Yao shook his arm.

Song Zeming opened his eyes slowly, and a pair of bloodshot eyes made Ji Yao stunned...... What's going on?

"Huh? What's wrong? Even when Song Zeming was half drunk or not, his voice was still as magnetic as ever.

Mr. Song...... You're drunk. ”

Song Zeming reached out and pressed his temples and found that his head hurt too much.

"It's fine." Responding casually, Song Zeming propped up the sofa with one hand and wanted to stand up.

But maybe I drank too much, and when I stood up, I stumbled several times and almost fell to the ground again.

Ji Yao quickly supported him, and the male hormones that belonged to men shrouded her.

Ji Yao had never been so close to that boy, so she blushed for a while.

Mr. Song...... Be careful. Ji Yao held him firmly again.

"Do you know how to drive?" Song Zeming's voice was a little hoarse, and all the breath when he spoke was sprayed on Ji Yao's neck.

"Huh?"

"Send me back......"

"But I don't know the way." Ji Yao can drive, she learned it in the first two years, but she has never driven it, and she doesn't know if she can drive it or not.

Song Zeming obviously didn't understand what she said, so he took out the car key in his pocket and stuffed it into Ji Yao's hand.

"Mr. Song, where is your home?" Ji Yao helped Song Zeming stumble out, thinking, or take a taxi to send Song Chengyi home.

"Hmm...... Over there. Song Zeming casually pointed to a place.

"Hey...... Hey, slow down, Mr. Song, the address, your home address. "Ji Yao is 1.7 meters tall, holding a 1.9 meter tall, stumbling and stumbling, it's really difficult.

"My mother said that she couldn't tell anyone my home address, she could only tell my future daughter-in-law." Suddenly, Song Zeming smiled at her stupidly, revealing a row of small white teeth.

Ji Yao was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Song, you asked me to send you back, so you can say the address." Ji Yao tried to discuss again.

"But I don't know where my house is." Song Zeming pursed his lips and said very innocently.

Ji Yao sighed, okay, sure enough, when you are drunk, you really don't know anything.

No one expected that Song Zeming would be drunk, and he would look like such a ghost, like a child, and he would be coquettish.

This scene may remind her of the time before, when she was drugged by others, and the people who sent her to the hospital at that time also coaxed her like this.

Vaguely, she heard a few very gentle words, which were probably the gentlest she had ever heard.

Ji Yao didn't have an ID card on him, and looking at Song Zeming like this, he obviously didn't bring it either.

When she worked the night shift, she made do with the bar dormitory for one night, but Song Zeming definitely couldn't bring it in.