"That's right, that's right!" Jiang xiugera sat down with Xia Beiqing: "if you really like this kind, let Yu en introduce you a few more!"
Shen Zhiyu grasped the handle of the door and trembled uncontrollably. He felt as if he had fallen into the ice cellar. His blood was frozen inch by inch in his body.
just some fun? Payback? Throw it when you've had enough?
The sweetness of the past is still fresh in my mind. Is everything false?
No wonder... No wonder he began to chase himself for no reason. It turned out that
It seemed that the air around him had been drained. Shen Zhiyu felt suffocated, and there was a violent panic from the bottom of his heart. He did not dare to stop. He was afraid that he would hear more heartless and cold words, which would drive him into the abyss and shatter him to pieces.
Shen Zhiyu suddenly released his hand and staggered back. He accidentally bumped into a bartender and splashed all his wine.
"Sorry..." Shen Zhiyu's voice was shaking. He turned around and ran to the other end of the corridor like running away.
In the box, Xia Bei leans all over and suddenly turns to look towards the door. Jiang Xiujie looks along his line of sight, only the closed door.
"What are you looking at?"
Xia Beiqing didn't speak.
He seemed to hear the voice of Shen Zhiyu.
On second thought, he thought he was ridiculous. How could Shen Zhiyu come here?
Shen Zhiyu stumbles out of the bar and rushes to the car. He covers his face tightly with his hand. The car is dead and quiet. He bites his teeth and doesn't make any sound, but tears still seep from his fingers.
It's ridiculous
He has lived for 28 years, but he can still be fooled. He thinks that he is attracted. It turns out that he is just a joke.
Just yesterday, his sister asked him whether he wanted to be an underground lover all his life?
No, he's not even an underground lover. He's just something you can throw away when you have enough fun!
Shen Zhiyu patted his head hard, and he wanted to take Xia Beiqing, together with those ridiculous memories, out of his mind.
Late at night, a group of people left the bar drunk. Jiang Xiujie supported Xia Beiqing: "will you be scolded to death by your uncle when you go home like this? Or I'll open you a hotel room nearby? "
Xia Bei tilts his head, pushes Jiang Xiujie away and walks along the roadside unsteadily.
Jiang Xiujie rushed to catch up: "where are you going so late?"
Xia Bei tilted his eyes red and glared at him viciously: "don't follow me!"
"OK, ok..." Jiang Xiujie slowly released his hand and watched Xia Beiqing recruit a taxi to leave.
In the dark narrow corridor, Xia Beiqing climbs up the third floor with the railings, then reaches out his hand and slaps the security door. The loud bang is especially loud in the empty community.
Shen Zhiyu, wrapped in a blanket, fell down on the sofa. His consciousness was blurred. He even tried to move a finger. He vaguely heard someone knocking at the door, but he didn't care.
Until people outside began to kick the door with their feet, in order not to be complained by the neighbors, he had to stand up with his arms and drag a heavy step in the past.
As soon as he opened the door, a figure rushed in. Shen Zhiyu subconsciously stepped back two steps. Looking at the sudden appearance of Xia Beiqing, those ugly words seemed to ring in his ears again, tearing his heart.
In an instant, Shen Zhiyu stopped breathing.
The door behind him was slammed shut. Xia Beiqing slowly opened his eyelids. His pupils were lax after he was drunk, but they were still cold and fierce.