Chapter 299: Why Can't You Get Along with Yourself?
As she spoke, the instructor directly added wine to Wen Niannian's cup and put it in her hand.
Wen Niannian is really a little overwhelmed, but the instructor in front of her is really kind to herself, and it is difficult to refrain from her kindness.
She compromised and picked up the glass, taking the last glass, and before she took it, she hesitated to look at the scarlet liquor in the glass, even if it was delicious, like a deadly demon beckoning.
With a ruthless heart, she raised her head and drank it all, and after drinking, her dizziness seemed to have been invisibly added a lot.
In this way, Wen Niannian finally left this noisy place, and came to the door, the khaki thick windbreaker she put on played a role, and after feeling the power of the cold wind, she subconsciously grabbed the sides of the windbreaker.
Walking to the edge of a big stone pillar and stopping, Wen Niannian leaned sideways, took out his mobile phone from his small bag with vertigo and prepared to call a taxi.
At this time, she found out that the Yu family had called her a lot, because she didn't receive any noise inside.
I wanted to go back to the past, but when my finger was about to be clicked, Wen Niannian still hesitated.
No, she must have a little backbone, she is Yu Moqin's wife and not a dog he calls around, do you still have to report and discuss everything with him?
Thinking about it, Wen Niannian directly crossed out the current page and went to the taxi software.
But the unsatisfactory thing is that there are too many people calling a taxi near her at this point, and there is a commercial area next to it, if you want to wait, you will have to wait until the daylilies are cold.
Wen Niannian looked around, she didn't want to wait in such a cold season, so she thought about stopping the car while walking.
She took a deep breath to sober herself up, and when she felt that it was almost there, she walked in the direction of the station, unaware that under the cold moonlit night, her small figure moved, and then followed by the tall black figure of a man.
Unconsciously, Wen Niannian walked very fast, and in five minutes came to a small bridge that had to be passed, she gradually regained her consciousness in the cold wind of the night, standing by the stone handrail carved by the workers wholeheartedly, she stopped for the night scene not far away without warning.
The lights not far away flickered on and off, as small as a drop in the ocean, but glowing with warmth in the cold winter.
Her hand rested lightly on the bridge, and a curtain of sorrow was involved in her slightly chaotic eyes, and only now did she realize that she could have cared about something for so long.
"What a fool." Wen Niannian lowered her head and looked at the lake with the help of the street lamp, which was not bright, reflecting her face.
Wen Niannian, what are you upset about, didn't you say that you wouldn't like Yu Moqin, since you don't like it, you can't, so why do you care so much about who the person in his mind is...
A pain like a heart spilled into her heart as she thought about it, and her tears fell straight to the surface of the lake, splashing a small transparent flower.
The powerful wind quickly calmed Wen Niannian's tears and troubles, and she smiled mockingly at herself before she got up again and continued to move forward.
As soon as she walked a few steps and regained some consciousness, she faintly heard the sound of crisp leather shoes behind her, and in an instant, she vigilantly grabbed her tiny leather strap, and secretly shouted in her heart that she wanted to be calm.
She quickly and coldly replied, wondering who was behind the scenes, and looking for a suitable place to hide.
His eyes locked, and Wen Niannian saw that there was a dark corner in front of him that might be able to hide himself, and for a moment he seemed to be glad that he had caught a light.