Chapter 53

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Finally, Xiao Su obeyed the order and left. When he left, he kindly brought the door for yetingchen. The room was quiet again. Yetingchen put the wiped towel on the table and sipped his thin lips.

"Can crying solve the problem?"

Shen Jiamu's tears were still flowing. He wiped her for a long time. In addition, he simply took back his fingers and sneered: "if you are not willing, fight back. Tears... Are the most useless thing in the world."

Although Shen Jiamu was drunk, she could vaguely hear someone talking in her ear, but she couldn't hear a word clearly. She just felt that her headache was about to explode. In addition to suffering, she opened her eyes with difficulty, but saw a tall figure walking through the room.

Background... So familiar.

But who is it?

The eyelids were heavy and the consciousness was heavy. Shen Jiamu closed his eyes and soon fell asleep again.

The consequence of a hangover is a headache. When Shen Jiamu woke up the next day, her head was still painful. The pain made her sit up with her head covered. When she saw the brightness of the room, she slowly calmed down.

After sitting for about ten seconds, Shen Jiamu turned and looked at yetingchen's big bed.

He lay there in good order, obviously not getting up.

Shen Jiamu wanted to grab the mobile phone, but found that the mobile phone was not under the pillow. She had to get out of bed and tiptoe to the bathroom. When she passed the table, she found that all the things on it were her own.

Shen Jiamu looked at the time and found that it was still early.

So she went to the bathroom to wash her face and felt that the headache was not so severe.

In the mirror, her eyes were dark, her face was pale, her hair was messy, her eyes were puffy, how ugly... Shen Jiamu stretched out her hand to cover her face, which was incredible. How could this happen?

Almost thought it was a ghost. Shen Jiamu squeezed his cheeks hard and made himself look a little bloody. Then he soaked cold water in a towel and covered his eyes. After that, his eyes were not so swollen.

Seeing that he was a little human at last, Shen Jiamu breathed out and came out of the bathroom again.

When passing by yetingchen's bed, Shen Jiamu couldn't help but look at him. A picture flashed in his mind, which was a tall figure walking around the room.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu suddenly stood in place.

She was drunk last night. Was she hallucinating? But... Why was that scene so clear? That figure seems to be him, but

Shen Jiamu's eyes fell on the wheelchair.

All along, he was in a wheelchair, and she helped him. Obviously, he couldn't do it at all.

Was she drunk and confused and recognized the wrong person? Or... Dreaming?

Shen Jiamu rubbed his sore forehead back to bed and planned to sleep a little longer.

Just lying down, some pictures burst into Shen Jiamu's mind. In the bar, she threw herself into yetingchen's arms and hugged him around his neck, in the car, she hugged him around his thin waist, and... Kissing in the elevator.

The picture ends here. Although it is broken, it is pieced together. Shen Jiamu can almost guess what happened.

She was Spartan and lay there afraid to move.

She really... Drank too much last night. I didn't expect to do so many things. Was she like this before? no Before, she would never let her consciousness loose. When she came home, she would cook, take a bath and then go to bed.

But why did you

Is it because I'm so sad? I still think yetingchen is reliable, so

Shen Jiamu's heart was in a mess. He closed his eyes and his mind was in a mess.

All her wishful thinking can't beat the sleeping bug. Shen Jiamu soon fell asleep again. When she woke up again, she was awakened by the sound in the room. When she opened her eyes, Shen Jiamu sat up and found that ye Tingchen had got up and was washing in the bathroom.

Shen Jiamu turned over and pulled the quilt to her head.

I feel ashamed. She did such a shameful thing last night.

So depressed.

She must wait until he leaves before she gets up. It's better not to meet each other. After this decision, Shen Jiamu is finally relieved.

The bathroom door opened and there was the sound of wheelchairs rolling.

Shen Jiamu opens a small crack and peeks. Sure enough, he sees yetingchen sitting in a wheelchair.

She said, how could yetingchen stand up? She must be drunk or wrong.

Wait, how did the wheelchair come towards her? Shen Jiamu suddenly puts down the quilt and straightens out the body.

"Get up when you wake up."

Night Tingchen spoke coldly. Shen Jiamu lay there pretending not to hear and closed her eyes to tell herself she was sleeping.

"You know what a shame?"

Shen Jiamu trembled. Did he know he was awake?

"Didn't you last night?" yetingchen continued to ask.

Shen Jiamu bit her lower lip. What if she knew, she just pretended not to know.

After a while, there was no sound outside. Shen Jiamu felt strange and quietly poked his head out. There was no one where the wheelchair was just now. Yetingchen seemed to have left.

Shen Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief and finally opened the quilt and came out of it.

She's suffocating

After opening the quilt, Shen Jiamu was stunned, because the man she thought had left was still sitting there, just changed his position.

Their eyes were in the air, and the scene was out of control for a moment.

Silence

In a second or two, Shen Jiamu bit her lower lip, got up directly, jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.

"Because of what happened last night, I have no face to see people?"

However, yetingchen's words suddenly stopped her steps. Shen Jiamu turned back. She, who had planned to escape, changed her mind at the moment. After she stood up, her hand tightened silently.

"No."

Shen Jiamu bit his lower lip, his eyes fell on yetingchen's handsome face, and his red lips moved slightly.

"Last night... Thank you for bringing me back."

Hearing this, yetingchen raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes to look at her.

"Looks like you remember?"

"Almost, I probably remember." Shen Jiamu whispered, then reached out to lift his hair behind his ears and bit his lower lip. He seemed to hesitate. After a while, he said, "last night... I didn't do anything too much, did I?"

Those memories are fragmentary. She probably knows what happened, but... She doesn't know anything else, for example... After kissing? What the hell happened?

She shouldn't talk to yetingchen?

Thinking, yetingchen's focused eyes fell on her face. It was so hot that she almost burned a hole in her face. She recovered and just met him.

"What's too much?" yetingchen sneered: "what do you say?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu tightened her clothes and trembled her eyelashes: "I shouldn't have done anything to you..."

She really... Doesn't know!

"What? Do you really want you to do something to me?"