That night, Ji Rufeng woke up from the hotel and remembered that he saw Zhao Jian and Seven today, and he felt like a knife was cut off again.

Drunk made his head hurt, but his mind was very clear.

He got up swayingly and left the room, standing on the street where people came and went, but he didn't know where he should go. The person who should have been waiting for him at home was no longer there.

However, at this time.

In the past, under the apartment, a person was wearing a light gray T-shirt and long skirt, hidden in the darkness of the street lights. Her big hood covered her face. Only through the movements could she see her head tilted and looking in an unknown direction.

I don’t know how long it took, but the light she was looking forward to never lit up until the people around me reminded her, “Let’s go, it’s very late.”

Night.

Ji Rufeng was lying on the bar, with a few empty cups in front of him. He didn't dare to stop. As soon as he stopped, the man looked like he was protected by another man and smiled slightly today. He looked like a fairy-like person, which was so seductive.

When he thought that she would be like she had been possessed by herself, she would be moved and happy under another man, and his head would explode as if it were to explode on the spot at any time.

The dance music swayed in the bar and the lights flashed. He turned his head and suddenly, he suddenly saw two familiar figures not far away.

I don't know what she said, but the man rubbed her head helplessly, picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip. Her hands were on her cheeks and she smiled like a prank.

His heart moved, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled.

Suddenly, the light flashed and the surroundings became dark. He suddenly felt annoyed in his heart, wishing that a bottle of wine would fall to the light's head.

Soon, the lights lit up again, but there was only a man left in that position.

He frowned and searched subconsciously.

A few minutes later, the resident singer on the stage came down from above, and a slim figure took the microphone and went to the stage.

She didn't say anything, but just tried the sound. Then, the music sounded, and at the same time, the low and melodious female voice sounded. Everyone quickly realized that this was a song that was popular recently, "Just Meet You".

Ji Rufeng couldn't help but turn his head, Seven was sitting at the table, his eyes fell on Zhao Jian's body, and his lips were smiling.

He gritted his teeth, and his jealousy surged wildly in his heart, but in his ears, a female voice mixed with love penetrated into his ears like crazy. On the stage, Zhao Jian held the microphone and sang softly, like a spell.

"Because I happened to meet you, I left my expectations for ten years..."

Mianmian female voices were endless, but Ji Rufeng felt as if there was a knife that opened his heart inch by inch, and the person holding the knife was Zhao Jian himself.

He held his head and couldn't help but drink another glass of wine. He stayed up and searched for it for more than two months, but he could not resist her confession to others face to face.

Zhao Jian, Zhao Jian, have you really forgotten?

That's what he thought, but he also asked.

During the break from the stage, he clasped her shoulders, and the alcohol sprayed on her face. He felt a burning pain in his heart. He locked her in his arms, "A Jian, A Jian, have you really forgotten me?"

The person in his arms was struggling, and he could only hold her with greater strength until a sound came from his ear, "Sir, you are drunk."

Plain, alienated, polite, without any affection.

It seemed as if he had a blow and landed on his head. Ji Rufeng was smashed to death. His body trembled suddenly and then let go of her.

Against the backdrop of the light, he could see clearly in her eyes at a glance, pure, dull, no love, and no hatred.
Chapter completed!