Downstairs, Jiang hung Jin Zhuoqi's black Cayenne and stopped at the door.

Nie Zhao stared at the license plate number, got into the car after confirmation, and sat in the co-pilot.

Jiang Hang glanced at her and forced himself to look away, the tip of his tongue was bitter, but his expression was still consistent, and he even tried his best to disguise himself with coldness.

"Don't you want to ask Brother Zhuo why he doesn't drink?"

Nie Zhao didn't smoke anymore.

But he asked this more than simply because he didn't like to quit drinking.

"Why?"

Jiang Hang drove to the bar and said: "On Chinese New Year's Eve of a certain year, he drank at home until his stomach bleed, and he put a lot of diazepam next to him. ”

"Uncle Huo didn't even want to care about him, and said that he would be left to fend for himself."

"Nie Zhao." Jiang Hang said coldly, "Didn't you notice it?" Brother Zhuo also wears a watch all the time. ”

Nie Zhao's brain rumbled in an instant, shut down for a second, and suddenly turned his head sideways to look at him.

Many business people like to wear watches, and men value their watches and cars as if they were status symbols.

Perhaps it was because it was as inconspicuous as the leather bands she used every day, and his watches were often changed, all of which were limited editions worth tens of millions, just like the black Cayenne he was sitting in at this time, and there were too many of his cars, so Nie Zhao was not surprised.

The car is parked in the parking space in front of the bar.

Jiang Hang looked at her sideways: "You should know what it means." ”

Jiang Hang looked at Nie Zhao and chuckled and said, "Nie Zhao, Brother Zhuo really loves you very much. ”

Sick to love you.

He's stuck too deep.

Knowing that it is a swamp, it is devastated in every way, and it is biased towards you.

Nie Zhao suddenly remembered that during her time in the Taiwan Strait, she was clingy and lustful, like she had sex and addiction, and wanted to pull Jin Zhuoqi off her roots.

He kissed her like a sacrifice and gave her everything she wanted.

Nie Zhao was a little out of breath, his chest was heaving so badly that his fingers were shaking.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, it was Jin Zhuoqi who sent her a message and asked her to reply to him.

It was also the day when Jin Zhuoqi realized that the tacit agreement was fake.

The watch in her hand was not for anything else, but because it was to cover the exact same scar as hers.

Jiang Hang handed her the car key in his hand and whispered, "Nie Zhao, you can send Brother Zhuo back." ”

He looked away, not daring to look at her.

This is also the girl he likes, and he likes it for a long, long time.

However, Jin Zhuoqi had the grace of knowing him, and he helped him in high school, even if it was an equivalent exchange, and even in college, if Jin Zhuoqi had not taken him back to England to develop, his life would have been ruined.

He also felt some admiration for Jin Zhuoqi.

He may still have enough confidence in his heart that this girl will still return to him after going around and around.

He also clearly knew that he had been surrounded by a rope neck early on, and there was no way to avoid it, and he subconsciously planned everything for the future.

He wanted the girl to be completely his.

The moment Jiang Hang saw Nie Zhao, he didn't dare to raise his eyes, he didn't dare to expose anything unusual, and he didn't even dare to like her.

It hurts so much.

It hurts so much that you can't breathe.

He doesn't even qualify for liking.

Because everything he has is something that this man uses to separate him from Nie Zhao.

He's going to quit completely.

When Nie summoned to the private room of the bar, Jin Zhuoqi was still lying on his back on the sofa, and the light swept through, shining clearly on the corners of the man's reddened eyes, the Adam's apple was rolling up and down, so red that it seemed to be congested with blood, and the frequency of chest ups and downs was not very fast.

There were already at least five or six bottles of wine on the table.

Nie Zhao pushed open the door of the private room, ignored the eyes of everyone next to him, glanced at the wine bottle, and squatted next to him and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?" I'll send you back. ”

The people next to him stopped moving, looked at this side, and began to whisper to each other again through the music.

Jin Zhuoqi just stared at him with low eyes, his breathing was disordered, his dark eyes were calm like a pool, and he didn't say a word.

Nie Zhao pursed his lower lip, took the coat next to him, and just turned his head, he saw Jin Zhuoqi's tall body lying lazily as always, but he stretched out his hand for Nie Zhao to pull.

With a deep breath, she reached out angrily to pull him, and dragged him for a long time, but he didn't move at all.

She angrily kicked his long legs: "You can't go." ”

Jin Zhuoqi laughed, stood up after laughing, and took Nie Zhao's hand as if he had no bones, and took her away from the private room in full view of everyone.

Half of Jin Zhuoqi's body was supported on Nie Zhao's body, and she probably knew that she couldn't support a tall man like him, and most of her strength was still supported by herself, but this kind of clinging to her was like a drunken person subconsciously seeking warmth.

Nie Zhao could tell from his somewhat sober eyes that he was not drunk enough to lose his mind.

Pulling the person into the car, Nie Zhao sat in the driver's seat and drove to his house.

Next to him, Jin Zhuoqi tilted his head and leaned on the back chair, his eyes were empty and in front.

The smell of alcohol in the car was so strong that he felt as if he was being drenched with alcohol, and his whole body was extremely tired.

Nie Zhao glanced at him with some worry while driving the car, and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi tilted his head sideways and slowly focused his gaze on her.

"Hmm."

"Jiang Hang asked you to come?"

The car had been hanging all the time.

Nie Zhao hummed and asked again, "Do you have sobering pills at home?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi didn't say yes or no.

"No, you don't."

Nie Zhao glanced at him again, his gaze fell on the person's cold face, and he had no choice but to do it.

The car spent half an hour on the road, Nie Zhao got out of the car and opened the door, Jin Zhuoqi was still lying on the passenger seat with his eyes closed, judging from his steady breathing and the undulating Adam's apple, he should not be asleep.

Nie Zhao just stood in front of the car door, looked at him, and whispered, "What are you drinking for?" Jiang Hang said you can't drink now. ”

Jin Zhuoqi didn't know if he was stabbed by this sentence, but suddenly turned his head sideways and looked at her with a drunken body, and the whites of his eyes were a little bloodshot.

"Nie Zhao, you don't have a heart at all."

Nie Zhao frowned slightly: "What? ”

Jin Zhuoqi put his fingers on his hot eyelids, hung his head slightly, decadent and embarrassed, remembering something in his mind, and his finger bones rotated the ring of his ring finger.

"Do you really think it's cool to do it with you when I have a fever?"

"Did I treat you badly all those years?"

Nie Zhao opened his lips and said nothing.

"Or did you never divide me into your world?" Jin Zhuoqi turned his head to look at her frame by frame, and his hoarse voice seemed to tremble slightly, "Just treat my motivation as if I can't see it." ”

Nie Zhao subconsciously thought that one night, Jin Zhuoqi asked her to go to his house for the first time, and the two people with opposite sleeping habits were like warming each other, and they simply hugged each other and slept all night.

Jin Zhuoqi suddenly chuckled.

Eyes fell on her, and they seemed to have always been like this.

She stood calmly outside the door, and he was exhausted, looking at her with an almost detached gaze, and through the car door, only Jin Zhuoqi was trapped.

Nie Zhao lowered his head, and the sentence of sorry was swallowed into his throat raw.

"Jin Zhuoqi, I know that you love me more than I love you."

The question of time is difficult to overcome.

"But I only have you now." She said.

After she finished speaking, she helped Jin Zhuoqi out of the car, his footsteps were a little suspended, but he completely broke free of Nie Zhao's arm, and walked very fast, leaving Nie Zhao down in a few seconds.

Nie Zhao stood behind him, following his footsteps, his gaze resting on his back.

Really drunk.

In his sober state, he would never have said such a thing.

Nie Zhao thought of the watch on Jin Zhuoqi's left wrist again, what should it look like under the watch, it was exactly the same as hers.

The hideous scars and bitter past meant that both of them had been tired of dying.

She strode after Jin Zhuoqi and walked into the living room, where the person had already gone up to the second floor to take a shower.

He poured a glass of warm water and searched for a long time but couldn't find a sobering medicine, too, he rarely drinks alcohol anymore.

The clothes at the bathroom door were piled up in a mess, and when I was drunk, I was so clean that I hated the heavy alcohol on my body, and I probably didn't want these clothes anymore.

Nie Zhao ignored it, staring at the frosted glass door of the bathroom, listening to the sound of water flowing from inside.

Nie Zhao lowered his head, bowed his head slightly, and threw the coat on the bed, followed by short sleeves, white underwear, clothes, and trousers.

The clothes piled up next to the bed, and Nie Zhao pushed open the bathroom door and walked in.

……

……

Throughout the night, the entire second floor was filled with intertwined sounds, she was speechless, her eyes were swollen and painful from crying, she fainted two or three times, and was awakened by the violent sounds.

Every time, I think that if I am sent to the hospital because of this, it will be quite embarrassing, and every time I will wake up smoothly and continue, my brain will sink to the point of being in a trance.

When the sky was over, the sky had turned white, and the air smelled of dampness, and when the window was opened, the wind was blowing, and Nie Zhao shrunk her neck, and the white ceiling was in sight, and her senses gradually recovered, and the first thing she realized was the arms that tightly bound her thin waist.

The ring on his ring finger was also attached to her waist, and Nie Zhao suddenly remembered the origin of the ring on his finger bone, and his mind began to go blank again.

It was she in the Taiwan Strait One day she said, Jin Zhuoqi, are we married?