Zhao Jian and Ji Shaoguang talked about some recent events, and unconsciously drank a few more.
Ji Shaoguang looks a little uneasy. At this time, she is dragged to sing by Lu Tingchen. Zhao Jian just turns around and no one else is around. She leans on the sofa with a wine cup and looks at the crowded dance floor. Men and women are hugging or dancing together. For so many years, she has only herself.
Mother said, no one can believe that it is not lonely at night hard to sleep, she can only hold their arms, give themselves some warmth?
"What are you crying for?" A familiar voice came from her ear. She was slightly stunned. She couldn't help raising her hand and touching her face. Then she found that her face was wet with tears.
It turned out that unconsciously, she cried.
"No, nothing."
She casually wiped two on her face, but she didn't know whether it was too uncomfortable in her heart or whether she wanted to be close to him. She sat in the same place and didn't move.
She held the glass to her lips again, only to be snatched away by the man, "don't drink."
She had already drunk a lot in the evening, which was basically strong liquor. No matter how good the liquor was, it should be almost the same.
"Why not?"
In fact, she wanted to get drunk once, once and for all.
Ji Rufeng didn't answer, but leaned aside and looked at her.
She looked at the dancing crowd and said, "sorry, Ji Rufeng."
Whether his love for her is true or not, she owes him a sorry.
Ji Rufeng pursed her lips, and Zhao Jian didn't speak any more. They sat there motionless, looking like two puppets.
Ji Shaoguang, who secretly noticed the two people's movements on the dance floor, couldn't help being worried. "No wonder my brother hasn't been in love for so many years. He's so stupid!"
Lu Tingchen chuckled, "if the wind knows that you dislike him so much, you will probably cry."
"Stupid!" Ji Shaoguang hate iron does not become steel of stare see eye season such as wind.
"No, I have to give them both a fire."
"Well, too much is better than you forget."
“……”
Seeing that she was depressed, Lu Tingchen could not help but knead her face. "Why don't we make a bet?"
"Bet on what?"
"Just bet they'll be together tonight."
"Are these two together?"
Ji Shaoguang looked at the expressionless Ji Rufeng and the motionless Zhao Jian, "shouldn't it?"
"Then I'll have to choose the meeting?"
Ji Shaoguang looked at him helplessly, "what is the color head?"
"I won, tomorrow you listen to me, you win, tomorrow I listen to you."
"Good!" Ji Shaoguang is very interested in this, commanding this omnipotent man, it's cool to think about it.
After half an hour's delay, the couple returned to the sofa. Before they sat down, Zhao Jianli got up and left.
Ji Shaoguang and Lu Tingchen look at each other. Ji Shaoguang's eyes show some satisfaction. Lu Tingchen shakes his head helplessly. He indulges her little daughter.
Ji Shaoguang asks for a few words. Zhao Jian insists on leaving. She can't help but know some things when she loves deeply. Now she wants to go back to London. Even if she is intrigued, it's better than begging.
Ji Rufeng stares at her back, and his eyes almost pierce a hole in her body. He has been waiting all night, but he doesn't get anything except a word of sorry. After half a month's play, he shows love with other women every day, but he doesn't expect to see her again. She's so calm now. Should he really don't mind?
So thinking, he stood up, I Lu Tingchen and Ji Shaoguang in the eyes of dismay Yin measurement left a sentence, "I go to a bathroom!"
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