Chapter 237

"I didn't blame you," said Fang Yuyan with heartache on her face. "You will only hurt your relatives and hate your enemies. Wen Chong, can you be sober! I'm sorry to hear that! "

"Sad?" Song Wenchong looks at Fang Yuyan dimly and laughs: "how can it be?"

"Wen Chong!" Fang Yuyan is worried and wants to walk over.

"Don't you come here!" Song Wenchong staggered back a few steps, almost knocked down the chair behind him.

Fang Yuyan wants to help him in a hurry, but he pushes her away.

"Wang Qing, I just came to see you. You're OK. I'm leaving. I'm leaving now... " Then he stumbled open the door and went out.

Fang Yuyan sighed. Frowning tightly: "Mary, find someone to follow song Wenchong and see what he is busy with recently."

"Good." Mary agreed quickly.

Fang Yuyan was a little absent-minded when she stood in the office. Just now Song Wenchong pushed her away. Her appearance was still in front of her.

A kind of sad emotion spread in her heart, that kind of sadness, like a flood, spread to her head. It's hard for her to breathe.

All this is her own choice. Now that she has chosen, no matter what the consequences are, she has to bear them.

But she didn't know why she was so sad, as if someone was holding her heart.

……

It's getting dark. Fang Yuyan looks at the location sent by Mary on her mobile phone.

In front of me, this place is a very dark alley, dirty and chaotic, with a bad smell in the air.

Fang Yuyan repeatedly confirms that she still can't believe why song Wenchong stays in such a place. If she is not sure that she has not gone wrong, she really can't believe it.

She groped forward and kicked an empty wine bottle. She was shocked. The rolling sound of the wine bottle had been heard for a long time, which made people panic.

She turned the light of her mobile phone to the brightest. She heard a crash, and the cold wind came with a fishy smell.

Fang Yuyan could not help but cover her nose and continued to move forward with the faint light of her mobile phone.

It's at the end of the alley. There is a dilapidated house, like a slum, the door is not locked, there are dim yellow lights inside.

Fang Yuyan raised her hand, but she didn't know how to knock on the broken door.

She didn't want to believe that song Wenchong would be here, but Mary told her that the place was really here. She didn't go forward or back.

She hesitated.

Although she doesn't know what kind of life song Wenchong should lead, she knows it very well. He should never have lived such a life.

She's responsible for all this.

Fang Yuyan took a deep breath and pushed open the broken door.

There was a yellow shadow on the dusty wall. Fang Yuyan held her breath and moved her eyes down.

Song Wenchong, who sits at the table, is drinking a bottle of Baijiu, and he doesn't know anyone coming in. He almost lies on the table and drinks.

After Fang Yuyan saw the man clearly, she rushed over immediately. He grabbed the bottle in his hand and fell to the ground.

"Pa -"

with a crisp sound, the wine bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces, and the wine in it flowed everywhere.

"TMD, dare to throw my wine. Do you know who I am? " Song Wenchong is very angry, and suddenly claps the case, with a fierce look on his face, but his eyes are not focused.

"Look who I am!" Fang Yuyan looks at him angrily and feels extremely sad.

Song Wenchong props up the table and stares at Fang Yuyan, trying to figure out who she is.

"Aren't you the flower next door! Come and accompany me. I'll have a good drink. I'll have a reward! " Song Wenchong said and hugged him on the shoulder.

Fang Yuyan only smelled the smell of wine, with a burning breath, pouring towards her.

"Pa -"

clear applause. Both were stunned.

"Ha ha," Song Wenchong suddenly laughed, a face of dazed: "I like this kind of warm. Come and have a drink with me

Fang Yuyan looks at Song Wenchong's two hands. She dodges back and says eagerly: "Song Wenchong. Take a closer look and see if you know who I am! "

Song Wenchong finally saw clearly this time. His face was full of heartache and worry. He stopped his action, and his peach blossom eyes hung down, like hiding and escaping.

"It's you What if you come here... " For a long time, he spoke faintly with a sneer on his face.

Fang Yuyan couldn't help but get angry and grabbed his hand: "don't stay here, come with me."

"Who are you. What do you have to do with me? Why do you care about me? " Song Wenchong shook off her hand.

"Ah --"Fang Yuyan was staggered by his great strength. She stepped back several steps. The sole of her high-heeled shoes stepped into a crack in the concrete floor, and she fell back directly.

Song Wenchong's confused eyes were round and sober for a moment. Where there is half of the color of confusion, but the hand into the air, but stopped.

"Sizzling -"

Fang Yuyan took a cold breath, her tender palm rubbed on the rough concrete floor, and the pain was unbearable for a moment.

But see song Wenchong still standing there, a face indifferent looking at her.

She had a tug in her heart.

The disappointment at the bottom of her eyes was hidden by her. She tried to make herself look less embarrassed.

The dust and dirt on the concrete floor dyed her clothes mottled gray with a touch of red blood.

Fang YuYan's skin is white and delicate. After she broke it like this, she left a little scar. She felt shocked.

She wanted to stand up while she was on the ground, but there was a pain in her ankle. She couldn't support it and fell forward again, covered with dust and in a mess.

She dropped her eyes and didn't look at the man in front of her. She knew that she must be in a mess now, but the man in front of her may not be able to see her either. There was no her in his eyes.

Fang Yuyan sighed softly.

At the beginning, she refused this man, but now she suffered such retribution, which can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect. After all, she owes song Wenchong.

Song Wenchong looked at the scene with a cold face, not moved at all.

Unfortunately, his heart is still distressed, clenched tightly together, almost crushed the bone.

"Song Wenchong, I know I'm not qualified to ask you." Fang Yuyan couldn't get up, so she just couldn't sit on the ground. She looked up at Song Wenchong, and there was no emotion in her eyes.

"But I remember you used to say that you never drink inferior wine, but today you drink Erguotou.

You told me before that wine can best reflect a person's taste. You only drink soft Lafite. "

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