As far as the eye can see, there is no color. Lin Qingqing looked at the white sheets and the black Ou Yuanlan, and felt that his chest was as painful as if someone had torn a big hole open.

It turned out that many things were not groundless, and it turned out that the nervousness in her heart was not completely unreasonable.

The most painful thing is not to hear people talk about it, but to unfold those pictures that make people collapse, sad and even desperate, and lay them in front of you frame by frame, which is the most heart-wrenching thing.

She has never been a brave person, let alone in front of Ou Yuanlan. So as timid as Lin Qingqing, she could only choose to run away.

Almost at the fastest speed in his life, Lin Qingqing rushed out of this dark and ambiguous room. She was afraid that if she hesitated for a second, she couldn't help but rush up and pull the man's arm and ask him why? Why betray their love, why give up their happiness.

The night was so good, Lin Qingqing sighed so heartily for the first time. On a summer night, the evening breeze is still a little cool.

The scenery on the side kept retreating, and Lin Qingqing kept running and crying for a moment. She was as tireless as she had no intention of stopping.

It's not that she's not tired, it's that the organ beating in her chest is so painful that she can't sense anything else.

Not far behind her was Su Mu, who had been chasing her. In fact, according to the height difference between the two, it is not very difficult to catch up with Lin Qingqing or even surpass her.

However, at this moment, Su Mu understood that no matter how close a close friend was, he could no longer comfort Lin Qingqing at this moment. Unless she thinks it through herself, there will be a dead end ahead.

It wasn't until he tripped over the steps under his feet that Lin Qingqing finally sat down on the ground and stopped. She hugged her knee that had just fallen to the ground and cried as if she had broken her leg.

"Qingqing, how are you? Where did you fall? Su Mu squatted down in a panic and asked.

In the face of his inquiry, Lin Qingqing was speechless. She can only cry now, come out and cry, and she can't make any other sounds.

Like some little creature whimpering in the night, she hugged herself and jerked, as if she wanted to merge herself with the silent blackness.

The scene on the bed just now was like a frozen photo, which was magnified and displayed in Lin Qingqing's mind, and no matter how much she tortured her body, she couldn't forget that picture.

There are some things in life that will be remembered for a lifetime, and if it is a picture of happiness and happiness, then it will inevitably smile when you think about it in the future. If it is painful, and you can't wait to think about it later, it is enough to exhaust the tormented person.

I don't know how long I cried, but Lin Qingqing didn't stop until there were no tears coming out. She covered her mouth with one hand and kept her hand on the steps. A feeling of nausea and nausea came over her, and she had to retch.

It's not a pregnancy reaction, it's just that people can't shed tears because they are so sad that they can only cope with stress by retching.

"I want to drink." Lin Qingqing suddenly said something coldly.

Apart from alcohol, she really couldn't think of anything else that could make her temporarily forget the picture of Ou Yuanlan and Lin Yu rolling on the bed.

At the door of a well-known KTV in S City, the voices of Lin Qingqing and Su Mu appeared. Looking up at the neon lights of this KTV flashing in the dark night, a weird smile appeared on her face.

"The first time I met Su Mu was also in this place." Suddenly, she spoke faintly.

The night is the time when people's emotions are the most vulnerable, especially after experiencing some major changes, those past events mixed with various emotions are especially easy to surface.

So the illusion of peace and tranquility is gone, and life still shows its hideous side. In fact, it has never been willing to let anyone live in peace, and watching them struggle in the red dust is probably its pastime.

In the deserted luxury private room, only Lin Qingqing and Su Mu sat two people. At this time, Lin Qingqing had a lot of beer piled up in front of her, and she didn't even look up, she just held the wine bottle and put it in her mouth.

The carbon dioxide contained in the alcohol instantly turned into bubbles and exploded, irritating her fragile gastric mucosa.

Looking at Lin Qingqing, who was frantically pouring wine, Su Mu did not stop him. He knew he couldn't stop it, and he knew that she might need such a blur at this moment.

It is said that it is more sorrowful to use alcohol to eliminate sorrow, but it seems that only when you are drunk and your consciousness is hazy and blurred, those things that are fixed in your mind can be slightly lighter.

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Qingqing felt that his head was about to explode. She frowned and desperately lifted her heavy eyelids, finally making her struggle to see the ceiling above her head.

Lying in the warm quilt, Lin Qingqing had an inexplicable sense of alienation. The ceiling in front of me is a pale gray, and the whole room seems to be gray.

In addition to a wardrobe, there is only a bed and a sofa left in the huge bedroom, and the furniture is so simple that it looks like a room for a person who lives alone.

This unfamiliar environment made Lin Qingqing a little scared, she sat up from the bed in a panic, and when she wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, she suddenly found that she was wearing a men's shirt. This T-shirt is very large and long, and it is not an exaggeration to use it as a skirt for her.

Tapping his head hard, Lin Qingqing thought back to what happened last night. However, because of the effect of alcohol, she couldn't remember any superfluous plots except for the dirty scene in the hotel.

Just as she was confused, the door of her room suddenly rang. "Qingqing, are you awake?" Outside the door came Su Mu's voice.

Is this Sumu's apartment? Lin Qingqing's IQ finally returned to her mind. Pulled the hair scattered in front of him to the back of his head, and then lay back into the quilt.

"Well, come in." She yelled at the door.

walked all the way to Lin Qingqing's bedside, and Su Mu still had a look of relative in his eyes. "How do you feel? Is it uncomfortable? He asked with concern.

"Yesterday...... Nothing happened to us...... "Her fingers tugged at the quilt and whimstruck.

If she really had something to do with Su Mu after she was drunk, then what was the difference between her and Ou Yuanlan? So what right did she have to rebuke him?

Fortunately, Su Mu just shook his head slightly. "I won't touch you, don't worry." He was always so nuanced. "I asked my aunt to change the clothes on your body, because you threw up yesterday, so the clothes are dirty." He specifically explained.

Nodding with relief, when Lin Qingqing was about to say something, Su Mu spoke again. "In the morning, there was some news on TV, which was related to Ou Yuanlan." Looking at his serious appearance, it shouldn't be a trivial matter.