The roaring sounds, the dynamic music, the crazy shouts of the DJs on the stage, the young models on the stage are swinging with all their might, just like water snakes, and the men and women on the dance floor are also like they are under the influence of evil spirits, allowing the music to fiddle with them.

The people in the seats swayed their bodies to the music, shaking their heads, and were unusually excited. They smoked cigarettes, smoked fog, drank wine glasses, laughed, and were happy, indulging in this noisy world.

"Do you want to go to the dance floor?" Luo Qingan sat beside Zhuang Xiaomeng with a wine glass, he looked at this seemingly innocent boy and felt a little out of place with this scene tonight.

Zhuang Xiaomeng shook his head and smiled shyly, he looked a little tired lying on the sofa, listening to these deafening music, which made him feel a little hairy in his heart. To be honest, he did feel a little uncomfortable with such an occasion, and he didn't like it either.

"If you don't play, then let's drink!" Luo Qingan picked up Zhuang Xiaomeng's wine glass and motioned for him to take it. Luo Qingan saw that Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't react at all, he thought that the lights in the bar were too dark, and Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't see it. So he pushed Ke Yifan beside him with his shoulder, and motioned for him to drag Zhuang Xiaomeng up.

Zhuang Xiaomeng sat up reluctantly, and then leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, looking at a loss.

"I know you're in a bad mood." Luo Qingan took a sip and smiled evilly, "The past has passed after all, there is no need to live in the nostalgia of the past." ”

"I didn't." A nerve in Zhuang Xiaomeng's heart was awakened, and he shouted loudly, but his voice was still drowned in this noisy world, like a stone falling into the sea, without a single ripple.

"The way to forget your worries is to drink, and if you want to forget, drink with a glass."

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at the yellow liquid in the glass on the coffee table, he hesitated for a moment, and then without thinking, he picked up the wine glass and put it in his mouth.

One, two, three...... Zhuang Xiaomeng kept drinking, kept drinking, and never stopped. Ke Yifan, who was sitting next to Zhuang Xiaomeng, was dumbfounded, he kept pouring wine for Zhuang Xiaomeng with a wine bottle, and when a bottle of wine was poured, he shook it with an empty wine bottle, and then looked at Luo Qingan.

Luo Qingan greeted the nearby waiter, and then served another bottle of wine. Ke Yifan hesitated, he didn't seem to want to take the bottle of wine.

"Pour wine, what are you rubbing?" Luo Qingan said loudly, he was afraid that the bar would be too loud for Ke Yifan to hear.

"Anzi, you're mistaken about what I meant. I'm not asking you to ask for a bottle of wine. Ke Yifan walked to Luo Qingan's side and whispered in his ear. Then he pointed to Zhuang Xiaomeng, who was already drunk, and said, "It's better for you to let him drink less, he is drunk, and if he drinks again, he will have stomach bleeding." ”

"Don't worry, just let him drink. lest he keep suppressing himself, and then he will be more uncomfortable. ”

Ke Yifan sighed slightly, he looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng, whose eyes were already foggy, and felt a little distressed in his heart. People who have been hurt emotionally are the most pitiful.

Ke Yifan took the wine bottle, and then smiled, "This wine is not cheap, we have all drunk four bottles, you will pay for it later?" ”

Luo Qingan showed a look of disdain, and pushed Ke Yifan away, "It's really a little family, I won't let you pay, you can drink as much as you want." ”

Ke Yifan came to Luo Qingan's side again, and joked with a smile, "When did Mr. An become so generous, did he get rich?" If you get rich, don't forget my brother. ”

". Drink your wine and go. Luo Qingan snatched the wine bottle and leaned against Zhuang Xiaomeng's side, not wanting to take care of Ke Yifan again.

"Everyone has a person in their hearts who can't get by, no matter how much you love, you should know that he has only two endings in your life, either the end or the passerby, you have no choice." Luo Qingan took the wine glass and touched Zhuang Xiaomeng's wine glass, and then drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, he looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng's painful appearance, and felt infinite emotion in his heart.

Zhuang Xiaomeng seemed to hear Luo Qing'an's words, and two lines of tears flowed out unconsciously, tears and snot roamed around his face, accompanied by choked crying, which made him particularly pitiful.

Luo Qingan put one hand on Zhuang Xiaomeng's shoulder, gently patted his body, soothed him, and comforted him. "No matter how much you have loved, no matter how much you have paid, there will always be a day when you will let go of your current attachment and reluctance, and with a little regret, you will start a new life without that person."

"Really?" Zhuang Xiaomeng's face was confused. Once affectionate, in exchange for parting, he really doesn't know if he still has the courage to accept a new life.