"Where are you?" Yu Yanbei's anxious voice came from the microphone, and Song Qingnan was a little stunned.

Song Qingnan hung up without thinking about it, leaving Yu Yanbei alone on the phone in a daze.

How so? She's not at the company and still hangs up on him?

Yu Yanbei sat down and thought about it carefully, there was really nothing to offend her. Besides, although they quarrel during this time, they still walk together every day when they get off work, and although they don't speak, that feeling also makes him feel very comfortable.

When Yu Yanbei called Song Qingnan again, the phone was turned off, he was a little flustered, I don't know why, he suddenly had a feeling that he was going to be left behind.

Yu Yanbei was so scared that he forgot to mobilize his own forces to find Song Qingnan, and he looked for Song Qingnan everywhere on the street.

Song Qingnan sat alone on the bar, the cup in his hand was clenched tightly, and his finger joints were a little blue.

Seriously, she especially believes in Yu Yanbei. Although the ring had been worn on his hand all along, he was willing to believe what he said, no matter what he said. But she was willing to believe what he said, but she trusted her own eyes even more.

No one was sadder than she was when she saw that scene. It turns out that I haven't been looking for her these days because I have rekindled my old relationship with Yang Bingjie, and I am still in the office.

Song Qingnan's eyes were a little red when she thought about it, she picked up a large glass of wine on the table and drank it down, and tears slid down to the bottom of the glass as her head lowered.

"Give me another drink, thank you." Song Qingnan had two teardrops on her face, she wiped them with the back of her hand, and still asked for a glass of wine.

The guy at the bar looked at her, with uncontrollable amazement and distress in his eyes.

Yu Lichen sat on the second floor, his eyes were lightly sprinkled in the bar, overlooking the whole bar, when he saw the familiar shadow sitting on the bar, the strings in his heart were suddenly plucked.

Why is Song Qingnan here?

Yu Lichen has been sitting quietly in his place, but his eyes are not on leaving Song Qingnan's body.

Song Qingnan cried while drinking, tears slid down the lines of his face mixed with wine into Hongyan's lips, and finally into his mouth.

The relationship is really too bitter.

Song Qingnan was borrowing wine to kill his sorrows, and Yu Yanbei finally didn't have a brain, so he asked Qingyi to call the Venerable Master to follow along.

Yu Lichen saw that Song Qingnan was already drunk, and his heart suddenly softened, and he came down from the upper floor and dragged Song Qingnan's body that was about to fall.

When Yu Lichen met Yu Yanbei on the street, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, looking at Yu Yanbei's anxious expression, he himself had an indescribable pleasure.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Yu Lichen opened the window in a good mood and accosted Yu Yanbei, but was ignored by Yu Yanbei. Yu Lichen pursed his lips, closed the window and continued to drive away, Yu Yanbei looked through the rearview mirror as if he had noticed something, but he didn't find anything unusual.

Yu Lichen looked at Yu Yanbei's car, and the smugness in his eyes was full. Of course Yu Yanbei didn't see Song Qingnan, Song Qingnan is sleeping in the back seat of his car now, if he can even see this, then Yu Yanbei's eyes are really amazing.

Yu Lichen retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at Song Qingnan, who was asleep, but saw her frowning.

Even in her sleep, she was so unstable, how sad she was.