When Song Qingchun got out of the car, the doorman was obviously stunned when he saw her embarrassed appearance being drenched in the rain.

He's been here for so many years, and it's the first time he's seen him so sloppy, and he still has a wound on his forehead......

However, when the doorman saw the limited edition Chanel bracelet on Song Qingchun's wrist, he quickly put away his stunnedness, and respectfully helped Song Qingchun park the car and led her in.

At this time, it was already half past eleven, which was the most lively time of the night, the DJ music in the lobby was deafening, and many men and women gathered on the dance floor to dance hotly.

Song Qingchun chose a well-located booth, which happened to be facing the studio hall in front of her, and the waiter told her that someone would take the stage to perform the show at twelve o'clock.

The booth is a five-digit package, of course, including a bottle of foreign wine, a bottle of red wine, a dozen beers, a large fruit plate, and all kinds of dried fruits, which is enough to set up a large table.

Song Qingchun directly asked the waiter to open all the wine, and then took the heavy crystal cup and poured herself a large glass of beer, like drinking boiled water, and drank it dry in one go, and then she felt that she had been in a dull mood for so long, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

Except for her, the other booths were all sitting in groups, and there was a booth in front of her left that couldn't sit down, and two women who were so neatly dressed that they were sitting on the man's lap.

She looked too unusual in such a group of three or five occasions, which attracted a lot of people's sideways, and even a few men came forward to talk to her, asking if she could share a table?

Song Qingchun didn't pay attention to it at all, and didn't even raise his eyelids, just repeating the two actions of pouring wine and drinking.

Drinking too much wine, easy to go to the bathroom, Song Qingchun sat down for less than fifteen minutes, she had already poured down two and a half bottles of beer, at this time she was still very sober, when she came out of the bathroom, she also saw a man and a woman in the corridor hugging each other and kissing passionately.

Back at the booth, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the night show had begun, and a woman in a long white dress appeared on the stage, holding up the topic, saying hello to everyone first, and then began to sing.

"I said that I was most afraid of the breeze that would rain soon, and you said that you were the same, we laughed at the sky, chatted and talked until we cried......"

The woman on the stage covered the song into a DJ version, which was far less emotional than the original version, but the familiar lyrics still made Song Qingchun's mood worse.

It's really evil...... When did this old song become so popular?

Why can she hear this song wherever she goes today?

Song Qingchun directly grabbed the wine bottle and drank the remaining half bottle of beer.

She actually hasn't drunk like this for a long time, she remembers that the last time she was drunk was on her birthday last year, Qin Yinan promised to accompany her for her birthday, but she went to accompany Tang Nuan...... To be precise, she has been in contact with wine since she was eighteen years old, and in the years she has now, every time she drinks is because of Qin Yinan...... And this time, she was......

Song Qingchun's mind suddenly appeared that she was standing in the wind and rain on the road tonight, and the indifferent face of Su Zhinian that she saw through the windshield.