When Ye Zhichen walked into the private room, a table of wine was neatly lined up.

glanced at Zhuang Luofei, who was swaying with a song over there, walked over, sat beside him, picked up a cup, and poured wine, "What's wrong?" ”

A glass of wine enters the stomach, and the empty stomach begins to burn.

Three years ago, he fell in love with this feeling, such a heartburn feeling, as if he was really alive.

Zhuang Luofei turned his head to look at him and smiled widely, "What, are you not happy that I came to you for a drink?" ”

Picked up a bottle at hand, filled it with wine, and then shook the bottle close to the cup in Ye Zhichen's hand and filled it up.

"Ah Chen, look at me, how can I be like you, I don't call me every time I drink, so I am not enough brother."

Ye Zhichen tugged at the corners of his lips and poured a mouthful of stuffy wine into his stomach, "Isn't it a good thing to tell you to do?" ”

Zhuang Luofei stretched out his foot and wanted to kick him, gritting his teeth, "You're so drunk that you are embarrassed to ask me to drag someone!" ”

Ye Zhichen pinched the cup in his hand and didn't speak, and continued to pour wine.

He drank silently, his eyes didn't know which corner to look at, so he sat quietly in the corner, drinking cup by cup.

Ye Zhichen was not like this in the past, Ye Zhichen in the past, even a small glass of wine would be slowly sipped for a long time, he would not drink it if he was not persuaded to drink, why did it all change?

The one in his hand was pinched very tightly, Zhuang Luofei looked in the direction of the man, and his voice was low, "Ah Chen, you have been like this for three years, do you want to continue now?" ”

His words were sudden, and Ye Zhichen didn't know how to answer.

I've never thought about this problem, it's just that when I feel uncomfortable in my heart, when I want to vent it, I drink so desperately to get myself drunk, sleep, and then pretend to forget.

Now that he asks a question that he has not even thought about, how can he answer it?

Ye Zhichen was silent for a long time, and it took a long time to think about this problem.

Without waiting for his answer, Zhuang Luofei filled up the wine alone and drank it one by one.

The wine was tumbling in solitude, burning his stomach, and the feeling of eroding his heart was so strong that Zhuang Luofei almost couldn't help but vomit it at that moment.

He chose the strongest Lafite, which Ye Zhichen liked the most every time he drank stuffy wine.

Glancing at the bottle of wine that had just been emptied on the table, I suddenly felt uncomfortable and couldn't tell the taste.

He was already like this with a bottle of wine, this man, how was he abusing himself?

Unconsciously, a glass of wine was drunk by him little by little, and Ye Zhichen looked up to see the direction of Zhuang Luofei.

For so long, he didn't even find an excuse to deceive him and himself.

I've indulged myself like this for too long, too long for so long that I don't know how to end it.

Just like his feelings, with the accumulation of time, memories are like a movie without an ending, but he can only watch the end of the chat and want to struggle little by little.

Struggling, collapsing, all nerves strained, and finally went to watch her slowly walk away with wide eyes.

Then he drowned, alone in the water, closing himself off from hearing everything outside, thinking that he was atoning for his sins......

Expiation......

Who cares?

She didn't care, how could she care?

She felt that he didn't care about her anymore, so she just didn't care about him like that.

Then rightfully so.