Han Chen was drinking with his head raised. When he heard Zong Zheng's words, he put the bottle on the table with a "clang".

His dark eyes darkened, and he shook his head, "No."

Du Moliang wondered: "How do you know if you don't try? Look at Zongzheng, didn't you shamelessly get my sister? Besides, it's not like you are irresponsible to others."

"It just doesn't work."

Because he had tried it, it wasn't that Zhou Mo didn't agree, it was because he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Han Chen picked up the wine bottle and took a swig.

Du Moliang and Zong Zheng looked at each other, not understanding Han Chen at all.

But Han Chen has Han Chen's paranoia and stubbornness.

If he couldn't give Zhou Mo a certain future, he wouldn't touch Zhou Mo.

Han Chen drank sullenly.

Du Moliang snatched the bottle and said, "Okay, isn't the crux of your problem Miss Zhou? What happened today? Did you quarrel with her?"

Han Chen said nothing.

Du Moliang: "When you have a quarrel, you take the initiative to apologize to others and say a few nice words to calm them down. What problem can't be solved?"

Han Chen squeezed the wine bottle with his hand and his eyelids drooped slightly.

Du Moliang patted him on the shoulder and said, "If it doesn't work out, you can bring someone over the day after tomorrow and we will help you recruit someone."

Han Chen looked at Du Moliang in confusion.

Du Moliang explained with a chuckle, "Look, my sister and Zong Zheng, Lu Yaocheng and Wen Lu, aren't they all brought together by someone? Since we can't do it alone, why don't we look back at our friends? At least you are better than us.

How old are you? Are you experienced?"

Han Chen lowered his head and turned his face to one side.

When Du Moliang saw that Han Chen was still indifferent, he said, "What do you mean to Miss Zhou? If you say it openly, we can help you."

Han Chen turned his head and said, "No need."

Du Moliang's smile froze and he shook his head helplessly, "You are so hard and straight, can't you be softer?"

Zongzheng raised his glass: "Drink, drink, what are you thinking about?"

Du Moliang glared at him, "You are now a family of three and living a beautiful life. You don't have to think so much. Have you considered the feelings of us older single young men?"

Having said that, I still raised my glass and clinked it with Zong Zheng.

Han Chen also followed closely behind.

The three of them were in a daze and drank too much without realizing it.

Zongzheng drank the most. Although he had the best capacity for drinking, the beer was so white that he couldn't hold it back.

Du Moliang was barely able to accompany Zongzheng, but in the end he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Han Chen was the worst. After three bottles of beer, he fell asleep on the sofa.

Before Zong Zheng got drunk, he called Liang Dongyan and asked him to pick up Han Chen.

Unexpectedly, Du Moyou came back and was caught drinking.

Du Moyou couldn't handle three people by himself, so he called Zhong Zhicheng to come over and help.

The next day.

When Han Chen woke up, it was already half past one.

When he went to Du Moliang's house to get his mobile phone, Du Moliang had already returned with an infusion.

Han Chen simply asked, "Are you okay?"

Du Moliang was stunned for a moment, "You actually still care about people?" He beat his head and said, "It's okay, it seems it's better to drink less in the future."

Han Chen also agreed.

When he got home and charged his mobile phone, he unplugged the charging cable and called Zhou Mo to ask if she had really left.

Zhou Mo was very angry and had a bad tone. She felt that taking care of him was a trouble, which delayed her rest and made her tired.

Han Chen felt very sorry.

He knew she was tired and sleepy, but his instinct told him that he didn't want her to leave.

If she wants to rest, she can. She can rest anywhere, including his house.

Zhou Mo warned him not to call her again today.

Han Chen put away his phone, heated up a sandwich, and had a simple breakfast.

After cleaning up the kitchen and heading to the bedroom, he suddenly stopped when passing by the guest room.

He turned to the guest room and opened the door of the guest room by accident.

The guest room is clean and tidy, as if no one has stayed there.

But last night, Zhou Mo obviously slept here.

She left so simply, and indeed there was no trace at all, even the trash can in the kitchen was empty.

Han Chen walked in and sat on the bed. He felt a little tired and lackluster. Before he could recover, he simply wiped himself off and lay down on the bed.

There is the fragrance of lily of the valley on the bed, which is the smell of her hair.

He turned over and buried his face in the pillow.

What Du Moliang said before came to mind inexplicably - "Get the person first and then talk about it."

As a man, how could he not have this thought?

And he had this idea ten years ago.

Zhou Mo took the initiative to sacrifice himself, which made him feel ecstatic, but his temporary pleasure was simply drinking poison to quench his thirst.

He had also been evil and wanted to possess her.

But even if he did that, Zhou Mo was not the kind of person who could easily turn back, and it would only make them hate each other and hurt both sides.

And no matter how evil he is, it's useless. No matter how evil he is, he's not as evil as Zhou Mo.

He is inherently incapable of being evil, let alone being evil to Zhou Mo.

Everything seemed to be entering an endless loop, and he couldn't find a way out between them.

I fell asleep in the guest room, and when I woke up, my phone was already fully charged.

He unplugged the charging cable, packed up briefly, and went out.

Xiangbin Yali.

Han Chen's car was recognized and the railing automatically raised.

The security guard in the guard box nearby saw the blue and black BMW and immediately opened the window, "Sir, why are you back today? Miss Zhou has been looking for you yesterday."

Han Chen frowned: "Looking for me?"

Security guard: "Yeah, she added the WeChat accounts of several of us security guards. She kept asking who was on duty and if she had seen your car. She also said that if you come to the community, you must tell her."

Han Chen was slightly startled, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The car drove into the community and parked downstairs of Zhou Mo's house.

Han Chen looked upstairs through the car window.

It wasn't dark yet, and he couldn't tell if Zhou Mo was at home without turning on the lights, so he probably was.

She said she wanted to rest.

Han Chen opened the storage box on the side, took out a cigarette and a lighter, lit a cigarette, and lowered half of the car window.

He took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, hesitated for a moment, and sent a message to Zhou Mo:

at home?

Zhou Mo: Yes, what’s wrong?

Han Chen: Xiangbin Yali?

Zhou Mo: Well, something happened?

Han Chen: Have you eaten?

Zhou Mo: I have eaten.

Han Chen: I didn’t eat.

Zhou Mo: What does it have to do with me whether you eat or not?

Han Chen did not reply and smiled unconsciously while looking at the chat history.

Not bad, at least I'm willing to talk to him.
To be continued...