Yun Wei glanced to the side: "In these short ten minutes, he has turned his head to look at you countless times. ”

Song Wanyue followed her gaze and looked at Duan Baiting, who was interested in Yan Shan and Xi Yang clinking glasses.

"I just cried in front of him today, maybe he didn't worry about me."

Yun Wei smiled with insight into everything, and she told her: "Little sister, tears are only effective for those who love you. ”

People who don't love you, even if you are blind from crying in a pair of eyes, will not be moved by the other party at all.

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Duan Baiting is notoriously difficult to make appointments, this man is so focused on his work that his ambitions are so great that he is about to catch up with the Pacific Ocean.

It is rare to make an appointment once, Xi Yang and Jiang Zhengchuan intend to get drunk Duan Baiting.

Xi Yang took out the wine from the ice bucket, which he treasured, and "snatched" it from a white man at an auction abroad a few years ago.

The "grab" here is naturally not a physical grab.

Instead, it was auctioned at a higher price than he offered.

"This wine is delicate, and a slightly higher temperature will cause the wine to relax, so you have to drink it quickly."

He poured a full cup by himself.

Although the wine is squeamish, it also has a high degree of content.

After drinking one bottle, the person who should have been drunk did not feel the slightest drunkenness, and the other two all collapsed.

Yun Wei helplessly helped Xi Yang up and wiped him with a tissue: "If the amount of alcohol is not good, drink less." ”

He smiled lightly, leaving a short kiss on her lips: "It's because he's too good at drinking." ”

With his height of 188, Yun Wei could not carry it, so he could only call the driver.

Song Wanyue's eyes were even more misty than just now.

Raised his eyes and looked at Duan Baiting.

There were five people in a room, and all three were drunk.

The only two people who were not drunk glanced at each other, and Duan Baiting's tone was calm: "The two of them will trouble you." ”

Yun smiled, polite and rusty: "Well, you should be careful on the road." ”

At the end of this short conversation, Duan Baiting took off his coat and put it on Song Wanyue: "Let's go." ”

Song Wanyue was confused: "Where are you going?" ”

The grip clamp was not too tight, and the long hair fixed to the back of the head fell a few strands, looking loose and loose.

There is a bit of lazy and casual beauty.

Duan Baiting gently pulled her hair behind her ears: "Go home." ”

When she gets drunk, she has a more lively personality and jumps in her thinking.

Duan Baiting was fortunate to have seen it.

Although that time it shouldn't have been drunk.

Song Wanyue stood up and ran out happily: "Go home." ”

Duan Baiting had no choice but to follow, afraid that she would fall, so his arm was always at her side, protecting him at any time.

Fortunately, the house is in a secluded area, and foreign vehicles cannot enter.

Next to it is a beach, and the light of the lighthouse in the distance comes by, and it is swept away by the waves, as if casting a broken star on the sea.

Song Wanyue took off her shoes and ran barefoot on the beach.

Alcohol overplays her brain.

Duan Baiting followed behind, picking up her shoes.

Afraid that she would fall, he caught up with her in two steps and pulled her back into his arms: "Okay, enough trouble." Go home. ”

She was not lightly drunk, and he was also full of alcohol.

The beach in the early hours of the morning, quiet only the sound of the waves.

At this point, there were two more breaths stacked on top of each other.

Gentle, gradually becoming coarse.

She blinked, her cheeks flushed, and even the tails of her eyes were stained with drunkenness.

The grip on the back of the head may have fallen out in the excitement just now, when the long hair was scattered and tossed by the sea breeze.

Messy and drunk, like a broken and exquisite vase.

The edges and corners of the fragments pierced his eyes, and the cold of the past gradually darkened.

Song Wanyue's eyebrows were crooked, and she coquettishly played with him: "I don't want to leave by myself, you hug me." ”

Duan Baiting lowered his eyes, and the darkness under his eyes only existed for a short moment.

The arm ran through her knee socket, and the other hand wrapped around her thin, slender back, holding her easily in his arms.

She still has her shoes in her hands.

There was a bench on the side of the road for people to rest, and he put her on it and carefully wiped the mud and sand off her feet.

Song Wanyue inexplicably remembered Yun Wei and what she said.

She asked Duan Baiting: "That person is obviously in love with Yun Wei, why do you want to marry another woman." Because Yunwei's family background is ordinary. ”

Duan Baiting's movements paused: "Maybe." ”

He has a casual tone and doesn't care about other people's affairs.

Even, so to speak, indifference.

But Song Wanyue is different, she is sentimental and loves to empathize with others.

Her education at home was indeed very thorough, and she was taught very well.

That kind heart does not hesitate to radiate warmth to the people around him.

"But when he did that, he was sorry for the two girls at the same time."

Duan Baiting raised his head, his eyes were very calm: "The reason why the triangle is stable is because the three points connecting each line are fixed. ”

In this relationship, everyone turns a blind eye.

Xi Yang's legal wife doesn't care that he has several women outside.

They were a business marriage, and it took seven days from meeting to completion.

Married for more than two years, the total time they have seen each other does not add up to ten times. You may not even be able to forget the name of the other party.

As for Yunwei, she was by his side and lacked a name.

But Xi Yang gave her everything he could.

Pave the way for her, introduce contacts, and feed resources.

At the age of 26, she was able to win all the awards.

Became the youngest Grand Slam actress.

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However, these cruel but realistic facts were incomprehensible to Song Wanyue.

She was more embarrassed than the calmness and indifference with which he said this: "Do you feel useless, if you have someone you like, but you are still forced by your family to marry me, do you also feel useless?" ”

She began to cry, so pitifully.

Tears are like pearls with broken threads.

Duan Baiting's hands were covered with mud and sand, and he couldn't help her wipe her tears.

He could only look at her and watch her cry.

"I'm not so incompetent that I need to sell my marriage. Therefore, this assumption is not valid. ”

She didn't give up: "But you still married me in the end." ”

He looked at her and repeated her words with a smirk, and said in a low voice: "Yes, but I still married you in the end." ”

Song Wanyue sniffed aggrievedly: "Are you a parrot, you can only learn to speak with me." ”

She hugged his coat and wiped her tears, knowing that he had a habit of cleanliness, and deliberately let him see it.

Like a child who does bad things to attract the attention of adults.

Duan Baiting connived at and acquiesced in all her actions, and did not try to stop her.

He just looked at her.

Born into such a family, his upbringing was undoubtedly dull and depressing.

Therefore, Song Wanyue's existence is an alien to him, a rose growing in a utopia, and another world that can never be reached.

Everything in her was too vivid.

She can hug strangers at the funeral. Because of worry, you can accompany your classmates who have experienced family changes back home every day. You can also cry for someone you just met.

The sun's rays are indeed warm and fair at the same time.

But what Duan Baiting wanted was never fair.

He unwrapped the coat she held in his hand and put it back on for her.

Song Wanyue suddenly approached him: "Aren't you drunk at all, you have drunk so much wine." ”

Afraid that her coat would be taken off again, he buttoned it up this time: "I'm okay with my drinking." ”

Song Wanyue's eyes crooked with a smile, and she reached out to touch his chin: "Why are you so powerful." ”

The drunken milk voice is inexplicably a little sultry, and she smiles so beautifully.

Not to mention that he smiled beautifully, he also praised him uniquely.

A seductive neck tied by a tie, the Adam's apple slides up and down.