Chapter 453: Death won't let her go

As soon as Shangguan Ling stepped into the bar, he heard his scolding voice, "It seems that you are not in a bad mood." ”

When the bartender saw Shangguan Ling, he bowed his head respectfully and said hello, "Hello president." ”

He Junbai turned his head and looked at his friend, he chuckled, "Shangguan, you're here." Come, have two drinks with me. ”

Shangguan Ling sat down beside him, snapped his fingers, and the bartender immediately poured him a glass of whiskey.

He Junbai raised his glass, Shangguan Ling touched him lightly, and took a sip, "Didn't find anyone?" ”

He Junbai poured the spicy whiskey into his throat, and the burning sensation moved down his esophagus all the way to his stomach.

A hot sensation stimulated his nerves and perceptions.

He put down the wine glass, smiled bitterly, supported his head with one hand, and said slightly drunk, "Shangguan, sometimes I really wonder if she is dead, whether she has disappeared into this world a long time ago, it is me, it is I who refuse to believe it, it is that I can't accept this cruel fact, so I imagine that she is not dead, she is still alive in a corner of this world." ”

Shangguan Ling took a sip of whiskey, listening to his excited words, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder in fear, "Junbai, you are drunk." ”

"yes, I'm drunk." He Junbai wiped his face vigorously to bring himself to his senses, "If it weren't for being drunk, I wouldn't be able to say these words at all." These words have been in my mind a thousand times, but I never dared to say them."

Some words are buried deep in my heart.

Some doubts are hidden in my heart.

He didn't dare to say it, for fear that as soon as these words were spoken, this beautiful dream would be shattered.

I am afraid that the last bit of sustenance in his heart will also collapse.

Shangguan Ling's stiff eyebrows frowned, and a little worry appeared on his handsome face, "Junbai, I'll send you upstairs to rest." ”

"No, Shangguan, you let me finish." He Junbai asked the bartender for a bottle of whiskey, and he filled himself with a glass and was just about to drink it.

The wine glass in his hand was taken away by Shangguan Ling, "Junbai, you drank too much." ”

He Junbai was stunned, and then laughed.

Laughing sadly, he buried his face in the palms of his hands, and the voice of pain overflowed from his fingers, "Shangguan, if time can come again, I will definitely not let her go to death or let her go." ”

Shangguan Ling put down the wine glass, lifted one of his arms, put it on his shoulder, and he helped him away.

There are suites on the top floor of the Golden Wing Palace.

It is dedicated to Shangguan Ling, and Gu Jinglan and He Junbai also reserved suites.

Shangguan Ling helped He Junbai to the suite and put him on the bed, "Junbai, you are tired, you need to get a good night's sleep." ”

He Junbai opened his eyes drunk, "Shangguan, don't be like me, don't"

I muttered don't, over and over again

He Junbai finally fell asleep.

Shangguan Ling looked at him, his pain, he and Gu Jinglan witnessed it all the way.

Over the years, how he walked the dead, how painstakingly searched, how he kindled hope again and again and again and again despaired, he and Gu Jinglan all saw it.

Feelings are the most hurtful thing.

For the sake of a woman, he did not hesitate to change his name and surname, and did not hesitate to draw a line with his family.

Even so, the woman never returned to him.

Whether it is dead or alive, there is no way to know.

In the vast sea of people, in the huge world, how easy is it to find a person?