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"The Wei family's family rules, you are not allowed to get drunk at home, I think the third brother is already drunk. Whoever gets drunk at home will be scourged. ”

It was the first time that Zuo Lanluo had heard that he would be whipped if he was drunk. It's really a strange family rule: "Okay, I'll go down and persuade him." ”

"Hmm."

Wei Junmu leaned against the wine cabinet and had already drunk two bottles of red wine. Zolanluo snatched the bottle from his hand.

"Stop drinking, you're crazy."

Wei Junmu shook a little, he reached out to grab the wine bottle in Zuo Lanluo's hand, and Zuo Lanluo took a step back.

"Zuo Lanluo, don't look for trouble. Give me the wine. ”

"I think it's you who is looking for trouble, and you want to be whipped?"

"You care about me."

"Let's go, go back to the room." Zuo Lanluo put the wine bottle away and reached out to support Wei Junmu.

Wei Junmu obviously didn't want to cooperate with her, but after all, he drank too much wine and his resistance was much smaller.

Zuo Lanluo and Qiu Lei each held an arm and helped him back to the bedroom.

Throwing it on his big bed, Zuo Lanluo found the sobering pill and brewed a drink.

"Drink."

Wei Junmu didn't take the cup, but pulled Zuo Lanluo into his arms, hugged him tightly, and muttered inarticulately: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Wei Junmu repeatedly said sorry, she knew that he was drunk, but she would rather believe that his sorry was from the heart and sincere.

"Let go of me, the medicine is going to be spilled." Zuo Lanluo struggled, and finally broke free from Wei Junmu's arms.

Wei Jun fell asleep.

Zuo Lanluo didn't force him to drink sobering pills anymore, let's sleep for a while. When you wake up, you should wake up.

In the evening, Zuo Lanluo called Wei Junmu up, and no one could lack the traditional Chinese New Year's Eve dinner tonight.

Wei Junmu had a headache, and he pressed two temples.

"In the future, let's drink less, what's the benefit of drinking more." Zuo Lanluo said angrily.

Wei Junmu glanced up at her, saw the gauze on Zuo Lanluo's right ear, and lowered his head again.

Wei Junmu didn't speak, Zuo Lanluo didn't bother to take care of him anymore, she could see the guilt in his eyes, and she forgave him in her heart, she was such a soft-hearted person. She can always understand what Wei Junmu is doing.

Everyone sat around the dining table, and Wei Chuxiong walked over slowly.

He saw the gauze on Zuo Lanluo's ears at a glance: "Lanluo, what's wrong with the ears?" ”

As soon as Wei Junmu was about to speak, Zuo Lanluo snatched the words: "Grandpa, my earrings hooked on the sweater, and I accidentally gave it away, it's okay, don't worry." ”

Wei Chuxiong nodded, "Be careful in the future." ”

"Okay, grandpa."

Wei Zidu looked at Zuo Lanluo who always wronged himself like this, and felt distressed. But it's hard to say anything.

"Today is the last day of the year, it's rare for everyone to have a reunion dinner, grandpa is old, maybe one day he will go on a long trip, you all work hard, next year, let grandpa hug his great-grandson as soon as possible." Summoning the palace, Yifei or Junmu, did you hear it? "Wei Chuxiong's hugging Sun is becoming more and more urgent, and it is pressure for everyone.

"Yes, Grandpa."

New Year's greeting text messages flood mobile phones, and everyone receives many greeting text messages. Everywhere is filled with the joy and happiness of the New Year.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, which is very appropriate.

The big red lantern at the entrance of the villa, the flashing colored lights, is beautiful.

Zuo Lanluo secretly made a New Year's wish. She hopes that the coming year will pass sooner and get rid of the Wei family and Wei Junmu as soon as possible.

With the ringing of the New Year's bell, the whole Weishi sounded the sound of firecrackers, bright fireworks, dazzling starry sky, so beautiful and beautiful.

Everyone is welcoming the new year, a happy and peaceful year

The people in the family all slept one after another, and there were only Zuo Lanluo and Wei Junmu in the living room.

"Why don't you sleep, I'll just keep watch." Zuo Lanluo spoke.

Wei Junmu didn't speak, just shook his head.

His head still hurt, and he pressed his temples in discomfort.

Zuo Lanluo got up from the sofa, turned behind Wei Junmu, put his hands on his temples, and rubbed him.

This scene happened to be seen by Wei Zidu, and his heart was churning with jealousy. He wasn't puzzled, why Wei Junmu hurt Zuo Lanluo so much, she still treated him like this, treated him well, treated him gently, and spoke for him. Why? He doesn't understand.

"Drink less alcohol in the future, it will hurt your body." Zuo Lanluo said while rubbing Wei Junmu's temples.

"Hmm."

After a brief conversation, silence fell.

This kind of low air pressure is really torturous, Zuo Lanluo sighed.

"Why sigh." Wei Junmu asked.

"Nothing."

"Are you still blaming me?"

Zuo Lanluo shook his head: "You have apologized to me, I have no reason to blame you anymore." ”

"Apologize? When was this? How I don't remember. "Wei Jun Mu is broken.

"When drunk."

"Oh."

"Zolanluo?" Wei Junmu screamed.

"What?"

"Forget it." Wei Junmu's words were never spoken.

"Huh? How can you talk halfway, do you want to hang people? "Zuo Lanluo hates it the most, saying that half is left and half left.

"It's nothing."

"Wei Junmu?"

"Huh?"

"Forget it."

Wei Junmu pursed his lips and smiled, and Zuo Lanluo also laughed triumphantly.

It was late at night, but it seemed that the sound of firecrackers had not stopped, far or near.

Zuo Lanluo, who was lying on the sofa on her side, fell asleep in a daze, and Wei Junmu took a blanket and covered her.

He opened the door and walked into the courtyard, where the snow was falling and piling up on the ground, and he looked at it intently.

"Tick." The voice of WeChat came.

Wei Junmu took out his mobile phone, it was An Zhexi's message.

"The third child, Xia Qiuran committed suicide again."

Wei Junmu was shocked, and Xia Qiuran committed suicide again.

He called Ahn Cheol-hee.

"Hey, Anzi, what's the situation?"

An Zhexi's helpless voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xia Qiuran committed suicide live on WeChat, you blocked her, she sent it to my WeChat over and over again, and she also posted it in the circle of friends." ”

"And now? Dead? She wants to die on Chinese New Year's Eve, does she want to curse me or the entire Wei family? Wei Junmu was a little angry.

"Third child, why don't you go and have a look?" Ahn Cheol-hee said tentatively.

"No, no."

"The third."

"Anzi, do you still think that Xia Qiuran is a sign of loving me? Don't you think she's crazy? ”

"In case, if it's really dead, I'm afraid that the Xia family will do something out of the ordinary." Ahn Cheol-hee worried.

Wei Junmu was silent for a few minutes and said, "You call Xia Guoguo." Send him the picture and let him see how heroic her baby girl is. ”

"Okay."

Wei Junmu hung up the phone and grabbed the phone angrily, as if he wanted to crush it.

The only trace of guilt in his heart was gone.

Wei Junmu turned around and bumped into Zuo Lanluo, who was standing behind him.

"When did you stand here?"

"Did something happen to Xia Qiuran?" Zuo Lanluo asked rhetorically.

"It has nothing to do with you."