Then there is no other way, just like you said to me before, it is better to find a chance to confess early. Song Sheng felt that it would be too cruel to tell Jiang Ran until the end.

"You let her ...... Be mentally prepared first. Don't make it too sudden, it's not good for her. ”

Song Sheng is in a complicated mood right now.

He felt sorry for Jiang Ye, and he felt even more sorry for Jiang Ran.

He hoped to find a compromise that would be acceptable to both men.

But it doesn't seem to be.

"Hmm." Eno responded, and he was thinking about it too.

It's just—

"Wouldn't it be too early to tell her now? It's possible that the rest of the time will not be very pleasant. ”

This was his concern.

"I think she has that right." Song Sheng disagreed with his words.

He felt that he should tell Jiang Ran first, no matter what kind of decision Jiang Ran made.

Eno nodded, clearly listening to his opinion.

"Then you're not coming back, are you?" Song Sheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Come back." Eno leaned back, looked at the TV screen, and said softly, "It's just that I don't know when." ”

Song Sheng was silent.

"Say, why has the world been so unfair all the time?"

Hearing this, Song Sheng looked at him strangely, not understanding his point.

"Good people don't live long, but disasters last for a thousand years."

"In the end, the winners are all bad guys, and only the good guys on TV can win."

Such a pessimistic Jiang Ye, Song Sheng also saw it for the first time.

Every word he says can be summed up in one word, and that is 'mourning'.

Unlike the negative energy of young people now, he seems to bear more.

"Don't think about it so much, I'll buy wine, drink some, stay here at night, and go back tomorrow." Song Sheng got up to get the wine as he spoke, not giving him a chance to refuse.

The beer had just been put in the fridge, and now it was still a little icy when it was taken out.

Steaming the slightest chill.

Song Sheng fired a dozen at once, and for them, this was not enough to get drunk.

After three rounds of drinking, Song Sheng felt bored again, so he simply opened the bottle with a high degree, planning not to get drunk and not return!

"It's not that I said, it's too much pressure on adults now." Song Sheng sat on the carpet, still holding a wine glass in his hand, and his whole mood was also very down.

"I can't even think about the future of me and Wen Le now, I feel like we don't have a future."

In fact, Song Sheng and Jiang Ye are facing similar problems.

"I haven't been back since the last time I saw my parents at Lu Yanzhi's wedding. My parents didn't call me either. Song Sheng sighed, "You say, why can't these two things be balanced." ”

"Growing up, I did what my parents told me to do. Why can't they just try to make such a small step for me? ”

Song Sheng was a little drunk, and when he spoke, his hands kept shaking.

"Last month was particularly outrageous, although our family has always been at odds with the Wen family, but it is still going hand in hand. As a result, last month, there was a conflict between the two companies, are my parents crazy? They saw that they couldn't do anything from my side, so they switched to Wenle to open the knife, and I also obeyed. ”

When the words fell, Song Sheng raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup.

Jiang Ye looked at Song Sheng, took a deep breath, and said, "You find a time to go back and talk to your uncle and aunt." It can't be like this all the time. ”

The two were originally drinking to relieve their boredom, but now they have complained to each other.