"But ......" Ling Wei wanted to say something, and Jiang Cheng changed the topic.

"Your leg is bruised, go to the infirmary."

Ling Wei followed his gaze and looked down at her calves, and the words that she wanted to refuse changed to her lips again, "Well, let's go together." ”

She only had a minor injury, but his face was not lightly injured.

So the two of them helped each other to go to the school infirmary.

……

Li Yaonan drove on the road, stepping on the accelerator all the time, the speed of the car continued to increase, and he ran several red lights in a row, as if he was dying.

He went around aimlessly before returning to the community.

The car was parked in the underground garage, Li Yaonan stared at the front with empty eyes, and kept thinking about the picture just now in his mind, Ling Wei's ruthless words kept ringing in his ears.

"Let's break up!"

"Let's break up!"

"Let's break up......"

This sentence was like a magic spell, and it shook his head so much.

Li Yaonan seemed to be unable to bear the pain anymore, and clenched his fist and smashed it on the steering wheel.

Suddenly, the skin of his hand was broken, and blood was pouring out.

He suddenly roared, "Why, why, why! Ahh

What did he do wrong? Why do you say that you break up? Not even a chance to give him.

Li Yaonan muttered to himself, his voice so small that only he could hear it.

"Is it because He Zhiqing is still angry with me about things, so he deliberately punished my ...... like this?"

"Or have I done something lately that upsets you? I can change it, why break up? I don't want to break up......"

He muttered to himself, and finally burst into tears.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

After returning to the apartment, Li Yaonan saw the dishes on the table at a glance.

She happily made a morning of dishes waiting for her to come back and eat them, but it all turned out to be a joke, and she didn't care at all! So why does he care so much?

Thinking of this, Li Yaonan walked to the table and brushed all the dishes on the table on the ground, making a "crackling" sound.

Looking at the broken plates and bowls, he seemed to be still angry, and almost overturned the table.

Blood dripped from the palms of large hands that hung at his sides.

The mess all over the ground seems to announce the cracking of their feelings.

Li Yaonan ignored the injury on his hand and looked for wine to drink at home, so that his heart would not hurt so much when he was drunk.

However, he searched around but couldn't find it, and he remembered that since he was drunk in Paris and did that ridiculous thing, he gave away all the wine in the house, just to assure Ling Wei that he would never touch wine in the future.

But now, no one cares about him, and she won't care if he drinks too much.

In the end, Li Yaonan went downstairs and drove away, he found the nearest bar and opened a private room.

After serving a table full of wine, I opened the cap and poured it into my mouth as if I was dying.

He gulped down his wine as he took out his phone and made a call.

When Li Yaochen arrived here ten minutes later, Li Yaonan was already lying on the table.

Mouthing a whole bunch of gibberish nonsense.

There was a strong smell of alcohol throughout the box.

Li Yaochen's eyebrows furrowed, snatched the wine bottle in his hand, and put it heavily on the table, almost not shattering the table.

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