At night, he held her and watched TV on the sofa. While rubbing her waist irregularly, he stole close to her and vented behind her ears, saying, "Don't go back tonight..."

Her heartbeats suddenly and she was in a state of confusion.

A voice said: Accept him, what are the concerns you have in your heart now?

Another voice said: You finally got together peacefully. If you rushed out and vomited at critical moments, would it hurt your relationship?

She was fighting against the gods and was hesitant, but at this time, the cell phone in her bag started to scream inappropriately.

She pushed him away to get the phone. He tried hard, grabbed her waist and pulled her back, coaxing her and said, "Don't answer."

He was so cute when he acted like a spoiled person. She couldn't help but lean over and kiss him on the nose, and said, "Be good, let me answer the phone first."

He reluctantly let go of her and fell into the sofa like a small sucking bag. She crawled over and took out her phone, and saw that it was Lan Jia who called her.

She remembered the handwriting behind the lafite tag that Ye Shaoqian showed her last time, and her heart suddenly became angry. Little thing, I haven't settled the score with you yet, so I came to the door first.

She answered, but the one who spoke was not the confident and noisy little woman. A strange man said in a voice: "Are you a friend of the owner? This lady is very drunk, so I have to call you and ask you to take her back."

She was stunned and hurriedly said, "Yes. Where is she now?"

The man said, "This is amour bar. At xx Road, you can see your friend directly at the 47th booth."

She hung up the phone and was restless. Lan Jia had always had the habit of sitting in the bar every night, but she had a great alcohol tolerance and ordinary people could not drink her, unless she had something to do in her mind and wanted to get drunk.

Seeing her face change, Ye Shaoqian knew something had happened, so he stood up and put on his clothes and said, "Where are you going? I'll give it to you."

She felt a little guilty and touched his side face and said, "I'm sorry, something happened to Lan Jia, I have to rush over. I'll cook for you tomorrow night, okay?"

He grabbed her little hand and put it on his face for a while before sighing and saying, "Anyway, you will marry me as my wife sooner or later. Am I still anxious for this time?"

She smiled, lit it on his lips again, hurriedly put on her coat and went out.

She took a taxi and rushed to amour. At the door of the No. 47, she saw several bottles of foreign wine pouring around the glass round table. The smell of wine came to her nose. The waiter stood by, holding a woman who was drunk and ignorant of human affairs, looking at Xia Xiaobei anxiously.

She walked forward and held up the woman's soft and drooping head and long hair. She slept heavily and felt a little sweat on her forehead. Xia Xiaobei put half of her body on her shoulders. She suddenly moved, raised her face and smiled bitterly, then buried her head in her shoulders, and breathed calmly.

I was drunk very hard.

Xia Xiaobei shook her head and asked the waiter: "Have she checked out?"

The waiter spread out a few pink banknotes in his hand and said, "She paid the money first as soon as she came and asked us to bring all the wine."

She nodded and helped Lan Jia move out little by little.

Lan Jia, what are your worries? To indulge yourself in this way to get drunk?

She only knew that she was born in a good family and tutor, was generous and generous, smart and alert, had a worry-free life, and occasionally was pretentious once or twice. When she met her in the United States, she knew that she would linger in the bar every night, enjoying hooking up with handsome guys, but only had mental affair and never had physical transactions with others.

She guessed that she must have had big emotional ups and downs, but she has been here for so many years without any storm. What's wrong with her now?

With Lan Jia's carefree personality, she was sure that even if she saw her old lover, she would laugh at most and asked him: "Do you want to have two drinks together?" Why did she get drunk alone here?

Outside the bar, the street lights were still bright. As the night was night, there were few people. The bright moon above my head was missing a corner, and the evening breeze brought a chill. It was not easy to call a taxi at this time. She put Lan Jia next to the telephone pole, but Lan Jia squatted there and vomited.

She vomited violently, mixed with a violent cough. Seeing her hard work, Xia Xiaobei held her back to help her breath. After a long time, she stood up as if she had been reborn, walked to a small step by the roadside, and sat down casually.

Her face was full of smiles, and the orchid pointed to the light not far away and said, "Go, buy a bottle of water for my sister."

Xia Xiaobei couldn't help but smile: "When you were so drunk that you couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north, who made you? Otherwise, you will be ooxxed now like the heroine of your novel. When you wake up, you start to instruct me, but you really don't plan to tell me to calm down."

She looked heartbroken and shouted: "Ah, my wonderful affair is going to destroy you!"

Now it was so happy that both of them laughed. Xia Xiaobei went to the convenience store to buy sober tea for her, and bought a cup of latte and held it in her hand.

Lan Jia was wearing a famous brand and was graceful and elegant when sitting on the ground. The street was very quiet at night, and there was no sound except for a few cars driving by.

She drank the sober tea in the sound of the wind, leaned on Xia Xiaobei's shoulder and said, "Actually, you are pretty good, otherwise you will dump your house and be with me."

Xia Xiaobei frowned: "Someone just proposed to me, and he wanted to make a lick with you." She deliberately put her right hand up in front of her, and the pink diamond on her ring finger was so bright and beautiful.

Lan Jia pretended to be shocked: "You sold yourself like this? I think we were more in love than Jin Jian to live and die together-"

Before she finished speaking, she was cut off by Xia Xiaobei: "Okay, I've just heard that someone speaks idioms when they get drunk."

Lan Jia stopped making a sound, leaned on her for a while, and asked softly: "Where is that child's father? Did you strike out?"

Xia Xiaobei felt confused, her long eyelashes trembled, and she said, "He stood too high and far, and I really can't keep up. But Shaoqian is different. If I ended far, he would turn around and look for me. There wouldn't be many things I can catch in my life, and this time, I don't want to let go easily."

Lan Jia looked at her and smiled faintly: "You are still a blessed person after all."

Xia Xiaobei looked at her quietly: "Actually, everyone's happiness is in their own hands. I used to be too obsessed with my own obsession, but now I understand a little. Maybe my feelings for Lei Yunze are just an obsession."

Because of resentment, we are entangled. Because we can't get it, we are obsessed with it.

Lan Jia leaned there, her eyes were bright, as if there were two wet pearls. She sighed and said, "But sometimes people survive just for obsession? I have paid so much for him. I love him so much that I love him to live and die. If in the end, I can't get anything. Wouldn't the only memories between me and him become obsession? If you can't even have obsession..."

Xia Xiaobei suddenly remembered that she was lying on the operating table in the United States, with bleak leaves outside. She felt as if she was ashamed and wished she could disappear from this world... She had never known what caused her to suddenly get off the operating table and decided to leave the child. It turned out that this was obsession?
Chapter completed!