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The car was started and drove out slowly, leaving no trace, as if he had never been here.

Lin Baiqian struggled to carry Mao Mao to the door of the house, opened the door with the key, and Mao Mao took advantage of this gap to fall softly, and gave her body a cordial hug to the ground.

Li Huiyao was leisurely applying a mask in the bedroom, only to hear a loud "bang" outside the door startled her, thinking it was an earthquake, and hurriedly ran out of the house.

Mao Mao collapsed to the ground, and Lin Baiqian was hurriedly helping her on the side, Li Huiyao's originally hanging heart fell back to the same place, and she couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to help her put the drunk person on the sofa.

"Whew!" Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, but Maomao turned over comfortably and fell asleep again.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Lin Baiqian pointed at Maomao, "Relax with her!" ”

Li Huiyao put her nose in front of Lin Baiqian, smelled wine on her, raised her eyebrows and said. "Went to the bar?"

Lin Baiqian nodded embarrassedly, but he didn't tell her what happened in the bar, but he remembered one thing, "Sister Huiyao, Ji Shaochuan sent us back, and he didn't seem to ......have left downstairs yet."

Li Huiyao was expressionless, but she shifted her face and said flatly, "It seems that you are going to the bar opened by Tang Jinnian!" ”

Nodding, Lin Baiqian thought that Maomao probably couldn't wake up, so he went to the bedroom and took a blanket to cover her.

Li Huiyao walked back to the bedroom, and her originally calm heart was re-provoked by the name Ji Shaochuan. The ghost sent him to the window, looked down, and sure enough, he saw his figure, although it was a little vague, but she still saw the loneliness and sadness emanating from the man's body.

They are just like this, one on the other, and one on the bottom, obviously so close but so far apart.

How much Li Huiyao wanted to let herself indulge for so much, her originally dry heart couldn't bear it anymore, and she wanted to rush into his arms and confide her feelings to him.

That desire and impulse ran through the atrium, and finally overcame the original stubbornness.

But when she was about to leave, the man downstairs looked at his phone and then got into the car.

Li Huiyao's movements froze there, laughing self-deprecatingly, it seemed that she had received news from Mu Ruran and went home......

Oh, yes! Even she forgot that Ji Shaochuan is now another woman's support, what qualifications does she have to talk to him?

Shaking her head and lying on the bed, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, she didn't turn around until she was dazzled, and she closed her eyes, and no one saw a teardrop in the corner of her eye.

On the other side, Ji Shaochuan had already returned home, changed into slippers, and walked into the house with a little loss.

Go back to your bedroom, take off your coat and throw it on the bed next to you.

"Knock knock!"

Ji Shaochuan said in a deep voice, "Enter!" ”

Mu Ruran pushed her wheelchair into the room after hearing it, even if it was such a meager smell, she could smell it, it was the smell of tobacco.

Hearing the sound of her wheelchair rolling, Ji Shaochuan turned around. Jun, who didn't have a trace of expression, put a rare smile on his face.

"Why don't you go to sleep yet?"

Mu Ruran smiled slightly, her eyes looked at the man in front of her tightly, "I want to wait for you!" ”

Ji Shaochuan rubbed his temples without a trace, and walked up to her, "Didn't I say that you don't have to wait for me, you can rest first." "Patience in the eyes. Caring and gentle, but there is no love alone.

Mu Ruran saw all this in her eyes, she knew everything and knew that this man had no self in his heart, but she was still willing to hold on to meaningless reverie, looking forward to the day when he could look back and see herself.

"I'm ......" Mu Ruran was just about to say something, but was interrupted by Ji Shaochuan, "It's not early, I'll send you back to your room to rest!" ”

Mu Ruran nodded silently, but her fingernails sank deep into her palms, and the pain reminded her to be sober and rational at all times.

Ji Shaochuan pushed her wheelchair and sent her back to the room, and just wanted to turn around and leave, but she hugged her waist.

"Shaochuan, can you not go......" When she said this, her face was dyed with a layer of crimson, and her skin was even fairer. Due to the weakness of her legs, she used all her strength to hug her in front of her, and her waist was already trembling violently, but she still persisted.

Ji Shaochuan sighed, her soft little hand was wrapped around his waist, but he couldn't raise a trace of interest, he hesitated for a while, but still reached out to pull her hand away, and said softly, "It's too late!" Go to bed early! As he spoke, he immediately walked out.

"Shaochuan!" Mu Ruran stopped her, frowned tightly, her eyes were already slightly red, and she held back the choking in her throat, "Are you ...... Dislike me? Why won't you touch me? ”

After speaking, he covered his chest tightly, looked down at his weak legs, and blamed himself for his incompetence, if these legs were not like this, would Ji Shaochuan be able to look at her more?

Hearing her words, the tall figure standing at the door was stunned, and then comforted, "Don't think about it, sleeping late is not good for your health." Then he walked out of the room, not giving her a chance to speak.

Seeing the door being closed like that, Mu Ruran's forcibly held back tears burst out of her eyes, dripping on the cotton clothes, spreading out watermarks one by one.

Ji Shaochuan returned to the room and sat on the bed a little decadently, the room was pitch black, but it could give his heart a moment of peace.

After all, he still hurt two women, one is the woman he loves the most, and the other is the woman who saved his name.

He couldn't do it both ways, and no matter what, someone would get hurt, but he couldn't do anything about it.

The headache became more and more intense, and he ripped open his neckline to reveal his hardcover chest, and recalled the time he spent with Li Huiyao in a trance.

She sat on her lap in a long white dress, and circled her chest with her slender fingers, like a mischievous little wild cat.

"Hui Yao ......"

He muttered to the unreachable person, as if that would soothe the pain in his heart.

"Ding-dong! Ding dong! ”

Early in the morning, Lin Baiqian was woken up by the deadly doorbell, rubbing his eyes and walking to the door.

Opening the door, Qin Changshou rushed in directly, startling her, and swept away her sleepiness, "Beast!" What are you doing here! ”

Qin Changshou's face was anxious, and he didn't care about answering, Lin Baiqian saw Mao Mao lying on the sofa sleeping at a glance, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How do you know Maomao is here?" Lin Bai looked at him suspiciously.

"She didn't come back all night......" The word home swallowed back into her stomach before she could say it.

Lin Baiqian's good-looking eyebrows furrowed when he saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, and it was obvious that his words had attracted Lin Baiqian's attention.

"Where did you say she didn't go back?"

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