Seeing that Tang Shaobai insisted on this, Gong Ji finally compromised, and she unbuttoned the collar of her shirt, revealing her red and swollen left shoulder.

The moment Tang Shaobai saw her left shoulder injury, his eyes darkened, and his face was full of apologies: "I'm sorry, I made you suffer." ”

Not only the woman's left shoulder injury, but also other unspeakable apologies.

"Silly words, I said it didn't hurt at all. Gong Xiwan'er, Tang Shaobai sprayed a potion to reduce swelling and stasis on her left shoulder.

After Tang Shaobai finished wiping the medicine for Gong Ji, he told him softly, and then left.

Gong Ji avoided the shoulder injury, took a hot bath, and poured herself a glass of red wine.

She sipped her wine and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking out at the night view. The evening breeze lifted her long silky hair, and the unknown faint fragrance of flowers blew through her nose, like a pair of gentle hands, pulling her who was constantly indulging in the abyss.

Xu was a little drunk, her face was hot, her nose was sour, and her eyes were tingling as if they had been pricked by needles.

She collapsed on the floor at some point, her mind dazed, and the scene of her first encounter with Los Angeles was in front of her. It seemed to have happened yesterday, and she could reach out and reach it, but when she stretched out her hand, all the images floated in the air like foam, and there was nothing left......

That Xiangge Sasa made more than a dozen calls to Gong Ji, but the phone was always unanswered, and she was so anxious that she died. Just when she was in a hurry, Gong Ji finally answered the phone.

"Do you know how worried I am about you?!Gong Ji, why did it take so long for you to answer the phone?" asked Gessasa.

"I, I was dating my dear Mr. Luo just now, no, I didn't hear ......," Gong Ji said, giving a loud hiccup.

Gesasa was stunned when he heard this: "Are you drunk?!"

If not, how can it be nonsense?

"No, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk for a thousand cups......" Gong Ji hugged her mobile phone and whispered: "I wish I was drunk to death." Sasa, I'm not drunk. ”

"Usually people who are drunk say they are not drunk, and you just happen to be this one. Forget it, the drunks are the biggest, I'll call you tomorrow. Gessaa said and wanted to hang up.

At this time, Gong Ji's slightly sad voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sasa, he is getting married." As soon as she said this, the tears that she had endured all night slipped silently.

She knew she wasn't drunk because she remembered the fact that L.A. was going to get married.

"Look, I know you can't forget him, every time I say you, you always don't admit it. If he wants to get married, it doesn't mean that he is married. If you still like him, grab him. Gessasa's voice was soft.

She doesn't have many feminine qualities, and tenderness is even more impossible to find behind her, and the partiality of Gong Ji can always inspire what little tenderness she has left, maybe she just can't bear to see Gong Ji hurt by love.

"But I'm Shaobai's fiancée now, and I still have a drag oil bottle, and I can't even forgive him......" Gong Ji's empty eyes were fixed on the ceiling.

She has so much resentment, even if she takes back Los Angeles this time, it is impossible to live happily with him, she thinks so.

Gesa was silent, not knowing how to answer. There are not many unfortunate people in the world, but almost all unfortunate things have happened to Gong Ji.

"Lisa is a good woman, she is infatuated with love, and if they get married, Los Angeles will be happy. Sasa, did you say?" asked Gong Ji in a hoarse voice.