As soon as Xu Qingchan returned to her seat, Mu Xiuze asked her if she had seen Yang Wanwan.
"Didn't you see that she also went to the bathroom?"
Mu Xiuze was worried, "She has a bad drinking habit. I don't know where she got lost. I'll go take a look."
As I was passing by the backyard, I saw someone I knew smoking silently against an evergreen pine.
He raised his eyebrows and walked over, "Master Si, are you drunk?"
Glancing at him, the man said nothing.
Mu Xiuze looked serious and smoked a cigarette with him for a while, "Brother, I don't want to say anything about you, but you just ruined your good cards by yourself."
Si Ye, who is so powerful in shopping malls, is a bronze in love.
At the beginning, it was possible for people to come to his door with just a verbal promise, but now things have changed and he is in a completely different situation.
"I think Ms. Xu lives a very thorough life. She doesn't have to be shy about what she wants, but she has a measure of it. She won't risk everything for anything. She is a very affordable person who can afford to let go." After looking at Qi Si for a moment, he said,
"It's been a year, and there are some things that you really need to think about. Maybe you don't have to be with her? Sometimes letting go is more meaningful than holding on aimlessly."
After a long moment of silence, Qi Si looked sideways, "So you let go of Yang Wanwan freely?"
This time Mu Xiuze remained silent.
With a sneer, he put out the cigarette, "Everyone in the world can only save themselves. You go on, I'm going to find someone."
Crossing the purple wisteria flower stand, I caught a glimpse of a figure sitting on a swing. His pace slowed down.
Yang Wanwan closed her eyes and swayed slowly on the swing. The sides of her cheeks were a little pink, and her drunken state was a little soft.
Staring at her, Mu Xiuze thought of the girl who loved to hold his hand and share school news a few years ago.
Since her graduation, she has become like a little hedgehog who uses its thorns to protect itself, crawling around in the entertainment industry alone, slowly carving out a world of her own.
Grow up.
This feeling is very subtle. I thought that the little flower could only be coddled in the greenhouse. After leaving you, it learned to bear thorns, gained edges and corners, stretched itself in the outside world, and finally became a passionate rose.
And she was vaguely aware that part of the reason that forced her to grow up was him.
The little guy who was used to using thorns to disguise himself showed a frankness that outsiders couldn't see after getting drunk. Looking at him from a few steps away, Mu Xiuze's eyes gradually deepened.
They haven't seen each other for a long time. Yang Wanwan filmed four TV series last year and stayed on the set almost the whole year.
There are works of hers coming out every so often. Judging from this, she is really working hard.
Although I often pay attention to her mass media accounts and all her materials, nothing is as good as seeing the real her up close like this.
She opened her eyes and patted her thigh, as if there were mosquitoes. When she raised her eyes, she saw a man not far away who had been here for who knows how long.
After a second of reaction, she smiled harmlessly.
The politeness and rawness make people feel sad.
Mu Xiuze walked over and asked, "Have you found the bathroom?"
"found it."
Looking at her slightly pink cheeks, he asked: "Drunk?"
"Probably not." She rubbed her eyes and stood up, "There are a lot of mosquitoes here, let's go."
Crickets were chirping loudly in the grass, and Mu Xiuze followed her at a certain distance. The woman's back in his sight was long and straight, a bit thin.
I seem to be a little thinner than last time.
The pebbles under her feet hurt her feet. When she accidentally fell, Mu Xiuze went up to help her.
"Thank you." She stood up straight and continued walking.
The man stood there for two seconds, her warmth still on his palms, and his thumbs rubbed her, stirring up a secret heartbeat.
The few men here didn't say anything, but they didn't know why they were envious.
At ten o'clock in the evening, it was time to go home. Yan Xu opened his mobile phone and said to Ji Qingbai: "Your brother asked me to take you back. There are two men left, and one of them happens to be taking a lady back, so Qingbai and I will
I'm leaving."
Mu Xiuze looked at the man who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, "He's afraid that it will be difficult for him to go back by himself, so what kind of girl will he give as a gift?"
Except for Yang Wanwan, he was the only one present who was very drunk. Only he himself knew how much of this was true and how false.
"Wanwan, I will take you home."
Xu Qingchan's cell phone had run out of battery, so she took it to the front desk to charge it. When she was about to go home, she thought of picking it up, but when she came back, all the people in the booth were gone.
She slowly opened her lips and looked at the sleeping man with her eyes closed, she was stunned for a long time.
You don't need to think about it to know that Mu Xiuze and Yan Xu did it on purpose.
As for whether the person on the sofa was pretending to sleep, he couldn't tell with his serious face.
He drank a lot after coming back from the backyard.
After hesitating for a while, she packed her bag and went out.
I stood at the door of the bar for a while, but no one came out, so I walked back again.
As a result, he bumped into two women sitting next to him at some point and calling him softly. The man didn't respond. They looked at each other and called out again.
Seeing them sitting closer and closer, Xu Qingchan's eyes dimmed and she walked straight over, "I'm sorry, my friend is drunk."
The woman wore a mask, her face and voice were cold, and she squeezed past them to Qi Si's side.
When the two saw her coming, they walked away angrily.
After walking to a booth far away, he complained in a low voice, "It's a pity that it's rare to see such a top-notch man, but he's still drunk in the bar."
As he spoke, he looked back at Xu Qingchan, "Seeing that the woman's eyes just now didn't look like she was guarding against a wolf, tsk, I was speechless."
"Mr. Qi? Mr. Qi?"
The man had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes were closed, and he showed no sign of waking up.
To pretend to this extent?
I felt a little suspicious, and when I looked at him carefully, I saw that there was some subtle redness on his cold white skin, and he smelled really strong of alcohol.
How could you tolerate those two women being so close to him just now?
He is not such a naive person.
After thinking about it, she touched his forehead, which was hot.
Now Xu Qingchan panicked, "Qi Si?"
"Qi Si?" She called him loudly, shaking his arm, and the man's brows relaxed slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes without focusing.
"Can I leave?"
He made an unclear hum in his throat, and Xu Qingchan helped him up, but his steps staggered when he walked. She struggled to hold his waist, putting most of the man's weight on her.
The tall man was too heavy, and every step she took was difficult.
By the time she helped people get into the Maybach, she was already sweating, and the person in the back seat closed her eyes again.
Xu Qingchan found a driver. After passing the drugstore, she bought antipyretics and sobering medicine, and fed him some hot water. Qi Si was very cooperative, but he was not very conscious along the way.
When she arrived at her residence, she ordered a driver to take her to Jinghua Mansion. She opened the door to get out of the car, but she still felt uneasy thinking about the man's unconscious appearance and his luxurious Maybach.
The light from the streetlight shone into the back seat, and the man's face was as three-dimensional as a knife. She looked at it quietly, feeling sour in her heart.
I reached out and touched his forehead, but the temperature hadn't dropped yet.