The strength in the hand was loose.

He held her head with one hand and gently wiped away the tears she fell like pearls with his other hand.

"Stop crying."

He was extremely patient in coaxing.

A gentle tone.

Jiang Zhiyu's tears were completely broken and he couldn't stop them.

She raised her hand and waved his arms, her eyes were red, and her cherry lips were pouting, as if she was losing her temper:

"Didn't you interrupt me many times and don't let me say it?"

"Don't you want to know?"

"Then what are you chasing me out?"

"Are you looking forward to my affair?"

"Or you, Chairman Huanyu, want to be a third for love and become my shameful old lover?"

Her words are sharp.

He was so thrust that he couldn't move.

Reason returned to her mind, and suddenly withdrew all movements, took two steps back, separated her from her normal dating distance, with her eyelashes drooping, and she no longer looked at her, and her voice was dull:

"I'm sorry, I was impulsive."

After saying that, he picked up the suit jacket that had already fallen on the ground while pulling, patted it, and reached out to her:

"It's cold outside, go back early, I'll go first."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't catch it, so he just stared at her.

The mottled tears on her face were like sharp blades, cutting off all her pride:

"So... Until now, you have never doubted whether I have really fallen in love with someone else, right?"

"In your heart, I am just such a cold and hard-hearted person who will never look back, right?"

One sound is sharper than the other.

One by one...disappointment.

Chen Si's forehead was tightly frowning.

Even the temples were clamoring.

He had never seen her hoarsely before.

In his eyes, she deserves to be proud.

Instead of being like the heart-wrenching appearance of the present, as if it was abandoned by the whole world.

"You're drunk," he said.

Jiang Zhiyu shook his head and pulled the corner of his mouth:

"Look, until now, you dare not answer me directly."

"Since that's the case, why do you have to chase you out?"

The coat in her hand was knocked to the ground by her. Jiang Zhiyu wiped the tears on her face, held her head and chest out, and barely passed by him, and walked straight downstairs.

He was stunned for two seconds.

Reason told him that he could not chase him out.

We cannot let two years of persistence fail.

But emotions torture him again.

He used to be so indulge in the little girl he loved so deeply, but how could he let go just by letting go?

Everyone in the private room hid at the door and saw that it was already mixed with emotion.

Yu Xichen was so anxious that he subconsciously went to see Liang Yan.

Coincidentally, the other party was also looking at her.

The two of them met their eyes and instantly understood each other’s thoughts:

That's now!

It’s time for Chen Si to know everything!

But as soon as Yu Xichen rushed out, Chen Si disappeared, and even the coat was swept out by him.

Yu Xichen sighed: "It's a sin."

Liang Yan patted her: "It's good, at least I know that Chen Si still has feelings for Jiangyuyu. As for other things, the boat will naturally move straight when it reaches the bridge."

Xiao Yang was stunned and told Jiang Zhao:

"Crazy! It's so crazy! Shen Laosi really wants to do the rhythm of three!"

"But the circle is so big, he and Davis bowed their heads and looked up. What should we do in the future!"

Jiang Zhao was also at a loss and was so anxious that he almost cried.

However, Zhou Ye still looked calm and composed:

"It may not be possible, maybe your information is wrong or not."

Xiao Yang and Jiang Zhao all looked up: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Ye thrust his chin, and the three of them looked at Liang Yan and Yu Xichen with relief on their faces, and took a Song Xun who was not surprised by favors and disgraces and had no expressions:

"Yeah, it's nothing big about how they look, so we don't have to worry about it."

-

Jiang Zhiyu staggered out of the "Miscellaneous City Drunken Dream".

The cold wind blew over my face, causing the brain that wanted to rest to start working.

I wanted to touch the phone in my bag, but found that I forgot to the private room. I could only sigh and find the waiter who welcomed me and asked him to go up and help him pick it up.

Another biting cold wind.

She squatted on the ground and hugged her naked shoulders.

The footsteps came from behind her, and she muttered that the waiter's hands and feet were indeed quick, but she didn't wait for her bag.

What I waited for was a heat on my shoulders.

The coat with a familiar smell covered her shoulders.

Then, her wrist was grabbed, pulling her whole body up from the ground, and even her waist was held.

Under the blurred light, she accurately crashed into the dark eyes.

The owner of the eyes pursed his lower lip tightly, his face was bad, and his tone was even more fierce:

"What are you running? Are you not afraid of dying of cold?"

Jiang Zhiyu stubbornly reached out and brushed away: "You don't have to worry about it!"

What he received was that he held her slender waist more vigorously and brought it into his arms:

"If you don't want to freeze, just close your mouth first."

Jiang Zhiyu is honest.

Because she felt the familiar heat source, she slapped her hands on his chest, rubbed her face, and hummed comfortably.

Chen Si was so soft-hearted.

Forget it, what did he mess with a drunkard?

He took the person into his arms and took her handbag back from the waiter. He took the person into the back seat of the car, drove the warm air, and began to fiddle with his mobile phone and call the driver.

The delegate driver came more quickly than he thought.

Chen Si sat in the passenger seat and glanced at Jiang Zhiyu who had fallen asleep in the back seat.

Maybe because I was crying too hard, my eyelashes were shaking and a few drops of moistness were hanging.

He had a severe headache, so he explained the hotel address and leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

-

When he arrived at the hotel, Chen Si asked the driver to wait for him in place. He picked up the sleeping Jiang Zhiyu from the back seat of the car, and her small bag was still hanging on his arm.

After entering the elevator, I went straight to the floor where her room was.

But Jiang Zhiyu began to pull off his clothes in discomfort.

Chen Si was busy with both hands, so he could only let her pull her coat open and try to pull the breast of the fishtail skirt.

He had a severe headache and shouted in a low voice:
To be continued...