He Jingchuan came to this foreign country alone and had no friends, and Sheng Mingzhu, the only one he knew, didn't like him in every way.

He didn't think that anyone would come to his room at this time, so he walked to the door with the confusion in his heart with a wine glass and opened the door, just in time to meet Sheng Mingzhu standing outside the door.

"You're in a good mood."

Sheng Mingzhu saw the wine glass he was holding in his hand, sneered lightly, walked into the house, picked up the red wine he had drunk halfway through, and looked at it.

"Seventy-two years of Boston red wine, you can really enjoy it, it seems that it is a good errand to come to the ancient country of China to inquire about the news, I wonder if other people know that you are watching TV and drinking red wine here, and you are extremely comfortable?"

He Jingchuan was accustomed to her sarcasm and sarcasm, and the expression on his face was not shocked.

If Sheng Mingzhu didn't mock him, he might feel a little unaccustomed, after all, this woman's feelings for him were only hatred.

"You didn't come here at night just to sarcastically say something about me, did you?"

Sheng Mingzhu took the initiative to find the door, He Jingchuan's heart was actually secretly happy, even if he knew that the other party was not here for anything else, but he felt very satisfied to be able to meet the other party and talk to the other party.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Sheng Mingzhu frowned when he heard his question, and turned his head to look at it with some confusion, and the fingers holding the red wine bottle did not feel tightened: "Didn't you send a text message to ask me to come over?" ”

He Jingchuan was also confused by her words, he stood in place frankly, and even took out the mobile phone he put in his bag, put it on the table and said: "I have never sent you any text messages, and I don't know what you are talking about." ”

Her heart sank, as if she felt something, she suddenly took two steps back, biting her lip so hard that she stared at the man standing in front of her.

"He Jingchuan, what are you pretending to be confused with me?! It's what you did, and you will admit it to me obediently! You're not trying to trick me with this opportunity, are you?! ”

Although he himself admitted that he had done a lot of things, whether it was embarrassing Bo Sicheng or stumbling on Sheng Mingzhu, he personally participated in each of them.

But only today's text message, he didn't know at all.

He Jingchuan looked at the other party with vigilant eyes, slowly sighed, spread his hand and said, "I know you don't want to believe me, but I really didn't do it, and I don't know who did it." ”

No matter who did it or who planned all this, Sheng Mingzhu couldn't continue to stay in this room.

The instinct to perceive danger made her subconsciously put down the expensive bottle of red wine, turned around and hurried to the door.

However, when she reached out to open the door, she suddenly found that the room was completely locked and could not be opened.

"What the hell is going on?!"

The situation suddenly became like this, and Sheng Mingzhu should have noticed that something was wrong even if he was dull.

She used all her strength to pull the doorknob, and even the idea of breaking through the door was moved, but she still couldn't shake the door in the slightest.

He Jingchuan obviously noticed that there was something abnormal, but he didn't take this abnormality seriously, but instead lowered his voice to comfort Sheng Mingzhu.

"Maybe the door is accidentally broken, I'll ask the hotel staff to fix it immediately, you don't have to be so nervous, even if you are alone in the same room, I won't do anything to you."

He Jingchuan said this while going to the bedside table, picked up the hotel's internal phone, and told the other party about the situation in his room.

The front desk lady of the hotel told him in an extraordinarily gentle tone that she would immediately notify the staff of the logistics department to come to repair it, and asked him to wait for a while and not be in a hurry.

"I've already called, you can also relax first," he motioned to Sheng Mingzhu, who was standing at the door with a cautious face, and then sat down in his chair again, and continued to drink his bottle of '72 Boston red wine, "If you feel that the waiting time is too boring, you can also have a drink with me to relieve your boredom." ”

"No need," Sheng Mingzhu rejected his offer rather indifferently, "I don't have the habit of drinking with people I don't know. ”

The unfamiliar person was like a needle, which deeply pierced He Jingchuan's heart.

He curled his lips and laughed mockingly, shook his head and shook the red wine in his hand and asked, "Someone you don't know?" ”

"Mingzhu, you were only five years old when we met, we are real childhood sweethearts, no one knows you better than me, and no one can replace my identity as a deputy general on the battlefield."

The more He Jingchuan spoke, the more sad he felt, he obviously had the ability to be a leader, but he was willing to stay by Sheng Mingzhu's side and become her right-hand man.

He knew Sheng Mingzhu's combat habits, and no one could understand the other party's orders more clearly than him.

He originally thought that such a time would go on forever, but he didn't expect that an unexpected black hole crossing would completely shatter his beautiful dreams.

Sheng Mingzhu fell in love with other men, and even gave birth to a baby with the man who was not as good as herself.

He Jingchuan couldn't accept it anyway, and the other party didn't hesitate to throw himself away, and instead chose Bo Sicheng's matter.

It was like a resounding slap in the face, telling him that the generals of the Empire couldn't even compare to such ordinary earthlings.

He Jingchuan has his own dignity and pursuit, even if he can't get Sheng Mingzhu's heart, he refuses to admit that he is Bo Sicheng's defeated general.

"He Jingchuan, you are just too conceited, you don't want to believe that there is a better existence than you in this world, and you don't want to admit that Si Chenghe is better than you, it is because of your conceit that it has led to all this now, and it will make our relationship more and more estranged."

He listened to Sheng Mingzhu's blunt words, and his heart was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, but he didn't know why, but his body was inexplicably restless, as if it was not controlled at all.

He pulled his slightly tight collar a little uncomfortably, and felt that his body temperature had risen a lot, and the whole person seemed to be sitting in the sauna, and sweat was oozing from his forehead.

"He Jingchuan, what's wrong with you?"