The sun sets completely, and the howling wind blows on your body, getting colder and colder.

Zhimian responded softly when he heard his words.

She closed her palms and her fingertips slowly tightened, almost pinching them into her flesh, lowering her head, trying to straighten her calm voice:

"It's okay, you can do it with peace of mind, I can do it alone."

The man laughed, and his mouth still felt as if he had been coaxing people:

"Well, my Jiuer is really sensible."

This sentence was like sarcasm, making her want to laugh.

She is indeed very sensible.

If he is ignorant, how could he please him?

But he never stood from her perspective and understood her mood because of her sensibility.

There seemed to be more people beside Duan Zhuo, and the background sound became noisy.

He hurriedly said and hung up the phone.

Zhimian held the phone and the sound in his ears completely disappeared.

The waiter beside him looked at her in a daze and asked tentatively: "Miss, do you want to give you a fruit salad?"

The cold wind blowing from the river surface was like a knife slashing across Zhimian's cheek, making people feel chilled all over.

The candlelight on the table was shaking by the wind, swaying in her almond eyes, reflecting a crystal light.

She shook her head gently.

"No."-

Cheng Li returned to the car and waited for Duan Zhuo inside. As soon as the man arrived, he could get off work today.

Unexpectedly, he was playing with his cell phone, looking up and taking a casual glance, he saw Zhimian's figure.

At first I thought it was an illusion, but he realized that it was her as he got closer and closer.

Cheng Li got off the car immediately, looked at the girl's dull face and was surprised: "Miss Zhi, you are..."

Zhimian looked up at him and smiled palely: "He didn't come tonight, so I'll leave first, you go and do your own business."

Cheng Li felt cold.

Miss Zhi has been waiting for so long, but Brother Zhuo is not here again?!

Seeing Zhimian turn around, he hurriedly stopped him: "Miss Zhi, I'll give you it."

"No."

"Let me give you a taxi here, where are you going?"

"Thank you Brother Cheng...but I want to be alone now."

She turned around and walked forward a few steps, and a man's voice sounded behind her: "Miss Zhi, you... don't be too sad. Brother Zhuo must be tangled by some business and can't get away. He really wants to have dinner with you in his heart."

Zhimian laughed at himself:

"I know."

He cares about her, she knows.

But whenever she encounters business, she will be let go.

It's not that important, it's just not that important.

She walked to the bus and got on the bus casually.

She was walking aimlessly through the city center, watching the night pavement in the neon lights of Lincheng, with stars and endless flowing.

After the car arrived at the terminal, she got off the bus. There happened to be a convenience store next to the bus stop. She walked in and was carrying a bag of things in her hand when she came out.

She wandered around and walked to the South Bank Park. She walked along the lakeside. The lake was pitch black and the willow trees planted on the shore were gently swaying, and unknown birds were heard in her ears, and occasionally pedestrians passed by.

Walking to a wooden chair and sitting down, Zhimian took out a bottle of beer from the bag, pulled open the can, raised his head and took a few sips, and the fine numb bubbles spread out in his mouth with the aroma of malt.

Zhimian looked at the lake, took out his cell phone, and called his best friend Liang Zhiyi.

"Hey, Jiujiu--"

Zhimian heard her voice and replied softly: "Yes."

The other party sensitively caught it, "What's wrong with your voice? I suddenly called me?"

"No, I just miss you..."

Liang Zhiyi smiled, "I miss you too, but did you not go to the New Year's Eve? Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend at this time?"

"He has something to do tonight and didn't accompany me."

"Ah? What did he go? He didn't even accompany our cutest baby Jiujiu."

“Things at work.”

"Hey, he is so busy. Why is he more busy than Jack Ma? He left you alone again? What's going on?"

Zhimian lowered his head, raised his feet on the ground and put them down, "Zhiyi, I suddenly feel that it's so tired of falling in love."

For the first time, she thought it would be great if she didn't like someone.

At least, there will be no so many worries.

Liang Zhiyi sighed, "Isn't love like this? Sometimes it's so sweet that you feel, you want to spend your whole life with this person, and you will never get tired of it. But when it's bitter, you want to never meet him."

Liang Zhiyi sighed, "No one can predict such a fate, and you don't know what it would be like if you didn't go home with him."

"Zhiyi, if you want something very much, but you can't get it no matter what, will you still stick to it?"

Liang Zhiyi heard the meaning of her words and said, "If the price of this thing is too high and I will lose more, I would rather not. Anyway, you are still young and you have seen very few people or things, and everything is uncertain, right?"

Zhimian thoughts a few times, then he raised his lips: "Well, I understand. You and your boyfriend go to celebrate the festival, I won't be a light bulb."

"How do you know he's next to me?"

"Otherwise, do you still need to guess?"

Liang Zhiyi smiled, "Okay, he and I just finished our meal, so you will find me if you have something to do."

"Um."

"By the way, happy new year."

"I believe next year will definitely be better than this year."

Zhimian's heart is in the dark.

She also hopes that this will be true in the future.

After hanging up the phone, she sat on the bench under the street light and continued to drink. People came and went, sometimes she looked at her, perhaps surprised that she was alone, lonely and lonely.

This is the second time she has drunk this way.

The first time was in high school, and it was also because of Duan Zhuo.

At that time, she had not been with him, but she burst into tears because of him countless times at night.

He never knew about this.

Just as the saying goes, a secret love is a person's chaos.

From the time of cardamom to the age of Taoli, most of the thoughts she had in her heart were about him.

Just like when she was a child, she would yell at the time of summer, but the newly launched plums were often sour and astringent, and she couldn't eat them after taking a few bites. But in the second year, she forgot before and insisted on trying them.

She was brave and liked and was disappointed, but she still couldn't bear to give up on her liking.

But how long can she last?

As time passed, fewer people in the park were getting worse. Zhimian finished drinking one bottle and opened another bottle.

After drinking, she felt light and felt a little better. She lowered her head and shook her feet, and started humming songs involuntarily until a pair of black boots suddenly appeared at her feet.

She raised her eyes.

Long legs, narrow waist, wide shoulders, and finally the man's dark pupils and angular face.

Zhimian suddenly thought he was having an hallucination because he drank too much.

Duan Zhuo was wearing a black windshield coat, standing on his figure, his tall figure enveloped her.

In the evening, the team temporarily notified him that there was a live broadcast event tonight in Gyb and he was not arranged to go, but one of the team members was not available. As the captain, he had to take the place and was busy all night.

After the live broadcast, Cheng Li, who had been silently following Zhimian, reported to him about the girl's location, and he drove over.

Cheng Li also said that Zhimian seemed to be in a bad mood.

Duan Zhuo's eyes passed by the beer in her hand and the blushing face, and suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth, pressing his palm against her hair, "Can you recognize me after drinking this way?"

Zhimian blinked, raised his hand, and gently touched his face with his fingertips.

"You..." She burped, "Are you really Duan Zhuo?"
To be continued...