'Night' A City's high-end entertainment club, Yan You arrived at the box, pushed open the door, he sat on the innermost sofa, his palm wrapped with new gauze, the light was dim, but it still couldn't hide the bruises on his face.

Seeing Yan You approaching, Yi Jin got up and stood there like this.

The four eyes are facing each other, the eyes are flashing, and the dark tide is surging at the bottom of the eyes.

After a long time, Yan You took the lead in smiling, walked the next distance, and pulled him to sit beside him.

Luo Leyang glanced at Yan Jue, who was sitting on the side, and gave Ke Jiexi a look, Ke Jiexi bowed slightly, breaking the silence and driving the atmosphere.

The two ordered the song and began to sing a duet with their shoulders hooked.

A waiter brought beer and dishes in, and Yan Jue took the wine that had been opened, sat in the corner, and began to drink sullenly, glass after glass.

Everyone here knows that after tonight, the friendship between them will never go back to the past, and some people will have to leave after all.

Yan You took his hand, gently rubbed his palm wrapped in gauze, and said softly: "Pay attention to the wounds on your hands, don't get water, so as not to get infected and inflamed, don't go too hard during the healing period, and change it every day." ”

Yi Jin pursed her lips, swallowed the bitterness in her throat, looked at her, and hummed.

Yan You suddenly remembered something, and took out a medicine box from his bag and gave it to him: "By the way, this ointment was brought back from France, and it has a good effect on reducing swelling and removing stasis." ”

Yi Jin stretched out his hand to take it, bowing his head.

"Come on, I'll wipe a little for you first." As he spoke, Yan You took it from his hand again, unscrewed the lid, scraped out some white paste with his fingertips, and gently rubbed it on the bruised and swollen part of his face.

Yi Jin lowered his eyebrows, leaned over slightly, and let Yan You's movements.

Carefully smeared, Yan You lowered her eyes, and the loose ink hair fell down to cover her cheeks, she slowly twisted back the lid, and endured the sourness in her throat with this action.

When he raised his eyes, his eyes returned to indifference, and he handed him the medicine box with a smile.

The two stopped talking, listening to Luo Leyang in front of them, and they sang together.

"The most poisonous hatred in the world is fate but no part... Revision again and again, I confess, I have fantasized about eternity.."

Yanyou listened to the song and calmly looked at the lyrics on the screen, is there any fate? What could be better proof of fate than between them? After more than ten years of getting along, it still came to an end.

Except for two years in Paris, every birthday in the past, she would pray to be with the people next to her for a lifetime, unchanged.

She realized halfway, they were together, but not for a lifetime.

He didn't say anything, but she knew that even if she thought about putting aside the mistakes between him and that person, he would not continue to insist on this relationship that was getting more and more wrong without letting her know, he had already been selfish once, and after he woke up, even if it hurt, he didn't want to hurt her again.

She hasn't changed, and so has he, but she can never go back to the original point, and she is still lost in the long river of time after all.

Luo Leyang finished singing, picked up the wine on the table, and drank it all: "Alas, it's really cool." ”

Yan You looked at her with a smile: "Your alcohol is getting bigger." ”

Luo Leyang provoked: "How is it?" Do you want to play with me? ”

"Okay." Words are excellent and quick to fight.

"Yo, where did you get your confidence, I remember you poured three cups." Ke Jesse leaned over and quipped.

"Don't underestimate people, even if the two of you go into battle together, I'm not afraid." The words are not convinced.