"Of course I know, what kind of 'drink' cp do they have to group, what kind of live broadcast level is the spicy drink, there are so many people willing to watch a gag a day, how can it be with my Liao He Yu male god?"

Looking at her best friend's appearance, Vicky could only shake her head helplessly.

"Since I'm so upset today, why don't you find something to do and make things worse." As the two spoke, they took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the two people inside.

Looking at the two people in the photo who are so close, in the dimly lit bar, the two people even have a hint of love and lust, and the spicy drink is a little dizzy, so the expression has become particularly presumptuous.

Vicky looked at the two in the photo and smiled smugly, with a malicious smile.

At this time, Yan Heyu was in the study and wanted to read the documents, but he didn't know if it was because of the spicy drink, he couldn't concentrate on reading it in, he was just irritable in his heart, and kept turning his mobile phone in his hand, for fear of missing any news.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back, today really consumed all my physical strength, I've already vented, thank you so much for having your friends by my side, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

The two of them stood at the door of the bar, just came out, and suddenly got out of the panicked world and suddenly felt a little trance, looking at the traffic on the road, and returning to reality.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Liao Heyu has a good amount of alcohol, he is not drunk at all, and he is still as sunny and gentlemanly as before.

Xin Yin wanted to dissipate the wine, so he said that it was better to walk for a while, and Liao Heyu also accompanied her, the two are usually like brothers, and there is nothing abrupt about walking side by side.

"Last time, I was looking for a splash to complain about the drinking party, did you contact her at the end?" Xin Yu asked.

"No, I just signed a contract recently, it's about promotion, so I've been making a plan for my dad recently, so that people can make money so that they can be satisfied." Liao Heyu smiled helplessly, there was a little difference from the usual sunny and cheerful appearance, alcohol is really a magical thing, it will make people change back to their original shape, and the original social set will all fall apart in an instant, facing his original appearance.

"We've all grown up, and we're starting to think about our future, last time I asked Splashy if he had a boyfriend, and she said no, you guys are all old, and if you meet the right one, take advantage of it." Xin drank in a person's tone.

"Oh my God, how did you become a female emotional expert when you fell in love with Yan Heyu, you just have a good life, my work is already too much every day, I still take time to accompany you to drink today."

Liao Heyu likes to lose spicy drinks, in fact, he likes to joke very much, and it is also because of the spicy drinks that are very grinning and joking, so it is difficult to be familiar with it both times.

"After all, I'm not young anymore, and now I'm willing to change myself, maybe time will really make people more tolerant, I used to be the type of sand in my eyes, and I wouldn't do anything I didn't like if I had a knife on my neck." Xin Yu suddenly remembered the words that Yan Heyu said to himself on the mountain, and it was also because of those words that he had persisted until now.

After walking for a while, Liao Heyu took a car, the spicy wine was basically dissipated, and he slowly regained his consciousness and returned to reality, and tomorrow may be another challenging day.

At this time, Yan Heyu watched the time on his mobile phone move back little by little, and he couldn't bear to drive out to find someone quickly, but at this time he found that there was an anonymous text message on his mobile phone, and he didn't know the phone number.

When he opened it, Yan Heyu's eyes changed instantly.

In the photo is a photo of Xin Yu and Liao Heyu in the bar, the two of them are very close to each other, and that distance can make Yan Heyu crazy with jealousy.

The strength of holding the mobile phone in his hand increased unconsciously, his brows were furrowed, the haze under his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the reason that had not been completely lost told him that Xin Yu would not do such a thing, but the photo in front of him really couldn't control it.

Sure enough, in the face of love, everyone is equal, no one is superior or inferior, and all people will begin to become inferior and unconfident.

Yan Heyu used to scoff at this sentence, thinking that he would not fall in love like a high school student, but it turned out that he would start to think cranky.

I was completely drowsy by the photo, and I stood on the balcony and let the cool evening breeze blow myself as hard as I could, and my thoughts began to become clearer, and the irrationality just now gradually disappeared.

Where did those photos come from, but Xin Yin's friends are indeed only splashing skin and Liao Heyu, what is this person's intentions, Yan Heyu is by no means the kind of person who listens to the wind and rain, it seems that it is better for Xin Yu to tell himself about this matter.

The view from the balcony is particularly good, you can directly see the gate of the villa, and at this time, a taxi parked at the door made Yan Heyu's attention pass, and it was Xin Drink who got out of the car, followed by Liao Heyu.

"Okay, I've arrived, you can go back in the car."

"Okay, then I'll go, remember that if anything is happy or unhappy in the future, you must call me and tell me, don't hold things in your heart, you and Mr. Yan are still optimistic." Warm as Liao He Yu, until this time is still comforting the spicy drink.

Xin Yin could only nod vigorously, watching the taxi fade away and disappear around the bend of the road before he slowly walked back to the villa.

Xin Yu didn't know that Liao Heyu was hiding something in his heart, his hair name was Cao Xule, and he committed suicide because of depression last week.

They grew up together in a yard since they were children, sharing secrets with each other, and they were originally an anchor, but they didn't want to be said to be rubbing Liao Heyu's popularity, so the two never broadcast live together, and the two were not in the same city, he was still in his hometown, and he didn't sign a company, so there was almost no popularity.

But there will still be some loyal fans who have been following him, but he is outnumbered, the online world is too terrible, and everyone will vent their emotions through abuse when they encounter unpleasant things in life.

Gradually, he became an outlet for everyone's emotions, and sometimes he would call Liao Heyu to talk about it when he couldn't stand it, but the scolding on the Internet only increased.

"You have to be tough, let those keyboard warriors know that you are also a living person, and you also have self-esteem, why do you want to let people scold for no reason!" Liao Heyu said hoarsely on the phone.

But at that time, he couldn't listen to anything anymore, and his depression was like a swamp, which made him sink deeper and deeper, and he didn't have time to think at all, just to survive.

Before Liao could contact him again, news came from the house that he had committed suicide, that he had jumped from the 23rd floor on a sunny night, and that people could not imagine what he was thinking while standing on the windowsill.

Because after this incident passed, there was no way to send a small funeral by himself because of work, so he could only numb himself through crazy work and not think about those things.

So when he saw that the mood of the spicy drink was not good, Liao Heyu still cared about the people around him out of instinct and in the position of a friend.

"Miss Xin, you're finally back." The servant asked, a little worried.

"It's a little late, and I'm sorry to have you wait for me to go to sleep." Xin Yu folded his hands together, his face hung apologetic, and he looked up at the old medieval-style clock in the entrance, which Yan Heyu bought when he went to Prague to buy it, and the hour hand was already past 11 o'clock.

"It's okay for us, usually Mr. Yan is later than this time, but Mr. Yan has been waiting for you."

"Wait for me? Didn't you already say I'd be back later? Xin Yin was a little anxious, and he couldn't care about the servant's answer, so he hurriedly trotted upstairs.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Yan Heyu standing on the balcony, the wind outside blew his pajamas with some drums, his back was facing him, he couldn't say anything, and he felt that the atmosphere between them was surprisingly silent.

"Your mobile phone is connected first, no one answers, or it will be turned off later, do you really want people to worry about it?" Yan Heyu's voice was worried.