"Yun Dong, why did you come out alone? Can't find your way home? Let me send you back! ”

The familiar man ran over panting, grabbed my arm with concern, and hurriedly helped me in the direction of the community.

I broke free of his hand in exasperation and coldly rejected his zealous and nosy.

"Go away, that's not my home, my home is there."

I grinched my tongue, my hand rambling in a certain direction on the city street.

"Where? Yun Dong, do you have a second home? You tell me the address, and I'll send you there. ”

My mind was now in confusion due to drunkenness and pain, and I had many homes, in this beautiful part of the city and the coast, but in the panic and pain, I could not think of the exact address of my home for a while.

Those romantic vacation places that used to live with my husband were a home when I was accompanied by someone, a warm home, and now I am abandoned on the streets, and those so-called homes can only be a cold empty nest, I don't want it.

Thinking of this, I angrily pointed to the place next to me where there were tall buildings and neon flashes.

"Go there, my sister's house is there."

I staggered and walked alone, and the assistant chased after me uneasily.

Behind us, a taxi came at some point, and the assistant waved to stop the taxi.

When the car came to a halt, he carefully and politely helped me into the back seat, and he sat back in the passenger seat, and said to the taxi driver, "Master, please take us to the nearest luxury hotel." ”

The car drove down the quiet street and quickly came to the door of a five-star hotel closest to my former home.

After the car arrived, it stopped in the spacious foyer, and the handsome guy who was dressed in a new hotel hurriedly came over to help me open the door.

After the assistant paid, he helped me get out of the car and walk towards the lobby.

I was unsteady on my feet, and when I saw the magnificent, spacious and comfortable sofa in the hall, I couldn't help but weaken my legs, and I fell crookedly on the back of the sofa, closing my eyes and resting.

My head was splitting, but the scenes of my past were like a flood that opened the floodgates, unstoppably spilling out from all directions, making me struggle like a drowning man.

I wanted to escape from the entanglement of everything in the past, to return myself to a relaxed and free life, and to be sober and free, but those nightmare-like things were with me, and I couldn't escape.

I was so sleepy, but I couldn't sleep.

The assistant opened the room with the help of the lobby staff, and because he wanted to register his ID card, he hurriedly came to me to ask for his ID.

"Yun Dong, you need to use your ID card, and the hotel needs to be registered."

"Okay, here you go." I took my entire wallet out of my satchel in a daze, impatiently pulled it out, and handed it to my assistant without looking.

"Find it yourself, in ...... Inside. I muttered.

The assistant took the documents and quickly helped me check in, and then helped me walk towards the elevator again.

I stood unsteadily, lazily leaning on the shoulder of the strange and somewhat familiar man beside me, and slowly ascending in the mirror-like elevator.

What is reflected in the elevator is the young face of a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, the man is handsome and handsome, and the woman is elegant and beautiful. People who don't know the truth, if they see us, I'm afraid they will treat us as a couple of mandarin ducks who open a room.

It's just that I don't have the slightest interest in him, and I feel comfortable and comfortable when I smell the men's high-end perfume that he faintly exudes, but I don't think anything wrong.

Loving someone has long been accustomed to his voice, his smile, his temperament, his every move and smile, the traces of that love have been deeply engraved on the heart of memory, and cannot be wiped out and washed away at once.

There are a hundred charms in the world, and I love that one, but unfortunately my husband is not him, and the assistant is not him.

Such a person can only be stored forever in dreams, stored in the depths of my memory.

If love has an afterlife, I hope that I can meet him again in the next life, love him for a lifetime, let him accompany me through my life, grow old with me, and see the mountains and Erhai Lake together, and the wind and snow.

It's a pity that everything has become a dream, everything has become empty.

No matter how chaotic and numb my mind is, I will never forget a clear shadow in the depths of that memory.

In a state of confusion, I was helped into the door of the suite by my assistant Gao Zhuo.

He took out the key card, expertly opened the door, inserted the card to get electricity, and helped me in.

When I entered the spacious and warm business suite, and stepped on the soft and comfortable carpet, I kicked off my high heels, dropped my bag on the table, and struggled to the bed, ready to lie down.

But before I could touch the warm, comfortable, clean and tidy bed, my stomach suddenly turned into a sea of discomfort and retching.

My eyes were black, I could barely see my direction, and a wave of dizziness hit me.

I struggled to run towards the bathroom, but in my hurry, one foot tripped on the blanket hanging from my feet and nearly fell.

Fortunately, Assistant Gao Zhuo's eyes were quick to help me.

"Yun Dong, slow down." He said thoughtfully.

I didn't bother to explain too much, just pointed in the direction of the bathroom, and with a pale face, I tried to straighten up and walk over again.

Gao Zhuo had no choice but to support my weak body and walk quickly towards the bathroom.

I didn't want other men to spy on my embarrassment and vulnerability, so I slammed the door behind me after squeezing into the bathroom.

I shuddered, threw myself on the edge of the sink, propped up the edge of the counter with one hand, and slapped my stomach hard with the other.

I didn't want to vomit, but the taste was so unpleasant, and looking at the delicate face of the person in the mirror who was lost and haggard because of the sadness, a bitter smile spread out of my mouth.

Immediately afterwards, I couldn't suppress the violent nausea, so I had to be embarrassed, crying bitterly, and vomiting with tears and snot.

I bent down and struggled to turn on the flush switch, and as the water washed away quickly, the things that disgusted me seemed to be gone.

I swayed and propped myself up to the sink again, and looked at myself in the mirror in despair, the person in the mirror was pale and weak, like a shell that had lost its soul.

I turned on the faucet, picked up the warm water in both hands, and rinsed my cold face without stopping.

I washed it over and over again, trying to wash away the tiredness and tears on my face, trying to wash away the haggardness, loss and pain in my heart.

Outside the door, Gao Zhuo couldn't rest assured, knocked lightly on the bathroom door, and urged me: "Yun Dong, I have already made tea for you, are you okay, do you need me to go in and help you?" ”

His magnetic voice echoed in my ears, and I was embarrassed and moved by the warmth and thoughtfulness of a man I had not seen for a long time.

It's been a long time since I've heard such words of concern in my ears, and I seem to have gotten used to stumbling alone and walking in the wind and rain.

If it weren't for my husband's hard work in managing the company, and not long ago, he had the whim to find such an assistant to assist me in applying for a job in person, I would probably be on the streets tonight, starving, and homeless.