Chapter 430: I Really Love, That And I Can't Be Her (10)
Mr. He shouldn't have been here for the past five days, right?
This thought just flashed through Chen Bai's brain, and the waiter who had finished ordering not far away happened to pass by him, and when he saw him staring at He Jichen, he stopped: "Hello sir, may I ask, are you a friend of this gentleman?" ”
Chen Bai nodded: "Yes." ”
After a pause, Chen Bai added in more detail: "He is my boss." ”
"That's really good, this gentleman came here four days ago, he hasn't left, the empty wine bottles on the table in front of him, we have cleaned up nearly a hundred bottles, he except to go to the bathroom, just stay there, don't go there, get drunk and lie on the table to sleep, wake up and continue to drink, just so drunk and dreamed of death for four days and four nights, you turned out to be his employee, then you quickly take him away, we are really afraid that he will drink like this, something will happen." The waiter said a long sentence in one breath as if he had seen a savior.
It turned out that Mr. He really stayed here for four days, what happened to him, for so many years, he rarely drank alcohol, and he actually drank himself like this...... Chen Bai thought in his heart, and said to the waiter: "I know, thank you." ”
Then without waiting for the waiter to speak again, he strode up to He Jichen.
Before Chen Bai could get close to He Jichen, he smelled the strong and choking smell of cigarettes and alcohol on his body.
Chen Bai instinctively held his breath, and after a while, he slowly inhaled and let himself get used to this unpleasant smell before he spoke out and tried to call out to He Jichen: "Mr. He." ”
He Jichen, who was depressed, leaned back in the chair with a collapsed posture, holding a cigarette in one hand and a wine glass in the other, staring straight ahead, facing his words, without the slightest reaction.
Chen Bai frowned, shouted "Mr. He" again, and seeing that he was still like this, he stretched out his hand, snatched the cigarettes and wine from He Jichen's fingertips, and then dragged him up from the sofa, put his arm on his shoulder, supported his weight with his body, and walked out of the bar.
Stuffing He Jichen into the car, Chen Bai drove towards He Jichen's apartment.
The road in the middle of the night was exceptionally smooth, but in just ten minutes, the car arrived at the underground parking lot.
Chen Bai stopped the car, got out of the car, opened the back door, stretched out his hand, and just as he was about to pull He Jichen out of it, he heard a man leaning on the back of the car, his eyes closed as if he was asleep, and muttered in his mouth: "She doesn't want me to ......"
Before Chen Bai touched the fingertips of He Jichen's arm, he was stunned, and then his faint voice came from his ear: "I'm willing to be him, she still doesn't want me to ......"
What willingly be him? Why doesn't she want me? What is Mr. He talking about?
Chen Bai, who was confused when he heard this, frowned puzzled, and then stretched out his hand and dragged He Jichen out of the car.
Chen Bai supported He Jichen and walked into the elevator, still repeating those two sentences in his mouth.
Arriving at the floor where he lived, the elevator door opened, and Chen Bai couldn't wait to take He Jichen to his door.
Flipped the key from his pocket, opened the door, Chen Bai took He Jichen directly to the bathroom, he just took the shower, and before he turned on the faucet, he heard the man lying crookedly in the bathtub, and said again: "I really love, the one who can't ...... with me"