Luo Yi closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened it again, the whole person was also sober. She could see the road under her feet and the direction in front of her slightly, and would not be deliberately biased.

Look, her decision is still useful. If she had been dizzy after two glasses of wine before, how could she use her brain to think about something that might not be important this night.

He'll be glad to know.

Roy thought so.

But once the box of missing is opened, it can no longer be closed. I stopped and took out my mobile phone from my arms. I turned over the address book again and again and couldn't find the person's phone. My trembling hands couldn't hold the mobile phone.

Suddenly, the mobile phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. Seeing the mobile phone fall to the ground, she suddenly remembered that when she left, she had to call him and deleted all his contact information.

All deleted.

All the links were deleted at that time.

There's nothing left.

Luo Yi squatted on the ground, holding her knees. Tears fell and hit her mobile phone. Her vision was blurred and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Nothing, no contact information, no way to find him, no way to contact him, nothing.

She deserved it. If she hadn't done it at that time, it wouldn't happen later, and she wouldn't end up like this.

I can't blame others. She asked for it. She deserved it!

She missed him very much. She wanted to buy a ticket home now.

But she can't, can't go back to him, can't throw away the stall here and go home.

With her head in her arms, Roy squatted on the ground and cried like a child who couldn't find her home. Tears fell down her arms and hit her mobile phone.

She really envies Peige and Michelle. Even if the former loses memory and temporarily forgets the past, there are still people looking for her and waiting for her to go home. Even if she says so many important words, Ji Ziming is unwilling to leave her.

In the latter, the lover is always around. Even in the cold war, he can understand all the dynamics of the other party and won't let him get out of his palm. When he wants to get back together, he can pull people back by being coquettish and losing his temper.

Her people in that distant country can't touch, hear, or even know a little about him, let alone play coquettish and fun with him. Those are just extravagant expectations.

Mibing'er called someone to help Cheng Qian into the car, while he stood by and watched Roy without saying a word, so that she could vent her emotions.

Although I haven't heard of what happened to her, I can guess from her appearance that the word "feeling" is the most hurtful. No matter how long it takes to think of it, I will be sad, but I don't necessarily feel sad, but I just have all other feelings.

I didn't know before. Since meeting Cheng Qian, she knows what these mean.

Mi bing'er squatted on the ground, reached out and patted her on the back, and coaxed softly, "sister Luo, let's go back?"

Roy shook her head, raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face and said faintly, "go back first. I want to be quiet for a while."

She pursed her lips. "Sister Roy, let's go together. It's really dangerous outside. You can do whatever you want when you get back to the hotel. Besides, if you don't have a good rest tonight, how can you host the finals tomorrow? The people who come are all big guys in the design industry. Our company has just established its foothold in Florence, but we can't let others see jokes."

Roy stared down at her tearful hands on the ground and didn't open her mouth.

Seeing that her words could move her, mibing'er said, "Mr. Ji is drunk. Seeing his wife tomorrow, he has no reason at all; my sister and brother Changqing don't know what will happen at night. Sister Roy is the only one among us who can carry it. If even you fall, I don't know what kind of accident will happen tomorrow."

Her eyes trembled slightly, her nose was sour, and she wanted to cry again. She had met so many things since childhood. Everyone was coaxing her and spoiling her. Even if she took over the company, someone sheltered her from the wind and rain. As a result, she has now fallen to this point.

Luo Yi bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the ground, got up to wipe away the tears on her face, looked at her and smiled, "don't worry, we won't be less in tomorrow's final."

They have worked hard and lost so many opportunities to come to this stage. How can they give up all their future because of their personal feelings.

Mibing helped her to sit in the car and asked her men to take them back to the hotel.

When he reached the floor, Roy waved his hand. "He can't be alone like this. Take him back. I have no problem alone. Don't worry."

She nodded, but still asked, "remember to call me if you have anything, and I'll be there soon."

Roy nodded, opened the door, went in, closed the door with his backhand, threw off his shoes, threw himself on the soft big bed, half closed his eyes and stared at somewhere, as if he were asleep and awake.

Mi bing'er struggled to put Cheng Qian back to his room and put him on the bed. Then she sat weakly on the ground, raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat on her head, lay down beside the bed, stared at his face, reached out her hand and carefully touched his cheek and took a deep breath.

"If only I could meet you earlier, would the person you like become me if I met you before my sister?" She whispered, worried that she would wake him up, and her voice dropped again. "The truth time can go back, so I must find a way to meet you earlier."

But this can't be realized at all. Some things have happened, which is a regret for her, but for him, that time may be very sweet. Maybe he is also thinking about going back in time. He can meet him before his sister meets Ye Changqing.

Turn around and lean against the bed, hold your knees with both hands, put your chin on your knees, and look at the sky outside through the balcony. Your mind is full of things about Cheng Qian.

"In fact, you don't have to be very sad. After all, these things can't be controlled by ourselves." Whether he can hear it or not, Mibing murmured, "so, even if I know so much, I can't change my feelings for you. If I can control me, I will make you like me."

The person lying on the bed moved slightly, as if he had dreamed of something. He opened his mouth and breathed. His forehead was covered with fine sweat, which seemed very tired.

She narrowed her eyes, yawned a little, and her eyes became moist. She turned all day today and sat with them in the bar for so long at night. She was already sleepy. She didn't know she could get up on time tomorrow. I hope she can participate in the finals smoothly tomorrow.