"Went out and smoked a cigarette."

Ye Zhichen doesn't know what he drinks now, and he still knows how correct what he said.

Lan Xianshu was about to rest when she heard Zhuang Luofei's call, and when she opened the door and knocked on Lan Ruohao's door, she found that he was not there, and the phone couldn't get through, so she waited for a long time and didn't wait for him to call back.

I'm anxious, even if I don't understand what the last sentence means.

In fact, she rushed out when she heard the last one, but her footsteps stopped by the door and she forcibly controlled herself.

If this time passed, and the past was known to him, then would they be entangled with each other as before.

The feeling that they couldn't break, they were so painful for each other, they thought that they would be better after separation, but now, is she going to break the peaceful situation that she finally started?

The more I waited, the more anxious I became, holding the phone tightly in my hand, wanting to call Zhuang Luofei, but persuading myself to wait.

Little by little, time passed.

took out a few clothes from the closet and put them on her body haphazardly, put on a thick coat, and glanced at the mobile phone that was still quiet not far away, she really couldn't wait.

Holding Lan Lan and rushing directly into Shen Zhiqiu's room.

Shen Zhiqiu had already fallen asleep and sat up in a daze, but Xiao Lanlan said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Mommy, I'll go out for a while."

Before Shen Zhiqiu could ask the next question, he had already rushed out of the room.

It was just eleven o'clock when Lan Xianshu got into the car, and forty-five minutes after Zhuang Luofei called.

I wonder if he's still there......

watched Ye Zhichen drink another bottle one by one.

The flat bottle poured the last drop of wine, and it was placed on the table crookedly, and it fell on the table with a "ding".

Ye Zhichen over there raised his eyelids, glanced at the table, raised his head, and poured all the wine into his stomach.

The wine in his stomach burned his stomach, and Zhuang Luofei, who was in pain, felt that he was awake, but he was confused.

When I picked up my phone and looked at it, it was already eleven twenty.

An hour had passed, and the odds of her reappearing were so low.

I don't know what it feels like in my heart, maybe it's a pity, that kind of feeling, such a deep feeling, but now there is nothing.

A bystander like him felt sad when he saw it, and the heart of that party didn't know what it tasted like.

Ye Zhichen was already drunk, maybe he was drunk a long time ago, and then he was drunk for a while, and gradually woke up, drinking and getting himself drunk, such a cycle, he was shocked to watch.

Ye Zhichen, who was drunk, leaned his head back on the sofa, holding an empty cup in his hand and looked at it for a long time.

His gaze was sloppy, and he was so serious when he looked at the cup.

There was a slight brown bottle of wine left in the glass.

He shook slowly, the liquid swaying from side to side and back again......

For a long time, perhaps because he was impatient, he threw the last drop of wine into his stomach with his neck tilted up, grinning contentedly.

The best thing she did when she was in their little home was his favorite medium-rare steak, and he always liked to pour a glass of red wine and turn off the lights in the apartment, a small dim light in the dining room.

Floral tablecloths, red wine, steaks, and lovers.

Such a homely atmosphere.

On the other side, she will always wear a gorgeous evening dress very appropriately.