Lei Yuting sat alone in the apartment, looking at the photos in front of him. All those surrounding him were Jiang Ruoxi. How could he forget her? How could he marry Jiang Ruoya?
He picked up the chivas in front of him, put it directly to his mouth, and poured the whole bottle into his mouth. He wanted to get drunk. Only when he was drunk would he forget everything. Only when he was drunk could he see it in his dream.
Ruoxi's charming smile made his heart flutter.
As for Jiang Ruoya, he can only say sorry. At least so far, he is not ready to accept her.
Suddenly the doorbell rang, but Lei Yuting pretended not to hear it and kept drinking. The doorbell kept ringing. He wandered to the door. As soon as the door opened, Song Meiqiong pushed it hard and came in.
, a strong smell of alcohol rushed into the tip of her nose.
"Mom, why are you here?" Lei Yuting put his hands on the wall to steady himself and looked at Song Meiqiong who walked into the living room.
"Yu Ting, what do you want to do? Drink so much wine, you will die of drunkenness!" Song Meiqiong frowned.
"Mom, would you like a drink too?" Lei Yuting walked to the sofa and sat down, asking his mother beside him.
Song Meiqiong snatched the wine bottle from his hand and said, "What are you drinking? I know how to drink. Look at what your house has become." She looked at Jiang Ruoxi's photos hanging all around. No wonder he didn't die.
He was heartbroken, he still held hope in his heart, and he still had the existence of that bitch Jiang Ruoxi in his heart and eyes, so he repeatedly rejected the marriage to Jiang Ruoya.
Lei Yuting burped, "Mom, don't you think it looks good? I took every photo myself." That was the best time they had.
"It looks good, but is it useful? You didn't see that Jiang Ruoxi is married now. She has a husband. Are you still thinking about her? Is it interesting?" Song Meiqiong felt uncomfortable when she thought of Leng Yan and Jiang Ruoxi's closeness.
"I miss her. I miss her so much. Mom, do you know? A year ago, Dad was ill. I agreed to your request and left Ruoxi abroad. I haven't contacted her for a year. I thought that as long as I came back
, I can still be with Ruoxi, but I'm still a step too late. She's married, she's married!" Lei Yuting almost roared out the pain deep in his heart.
Song Meiqiong looked at her son, "So, if you know that she is married, you should stop worrying and stop thinking about her. I will pick a good day and arrange your marriage to Ruoya as soon as possible."
"I won't get married." Although Lei Yuting drank too much, he still refused to marry Jiang Ruoya.
"It's not up to you. I must make this marriage happen." Song Meiqiong also made up her mind, "And I want Jiang Ruoxi, a bitch, to disappear completely from your world."
She didn't believe that she, a mother, couldn't even take care of her own son. A year ago, she could make him leave the country and leave Jiang Ruoxi. Now, she could make her son marry a daughter-in-law that satisfied her.
"Mom, can you stop forcing me like this? I only have Ruoxi in my heart, and she will be the only one in my life. I can't fall in love with another woman again." Lei Yuting's heart was aching, and he had already lost it.
He has married the woman he loves most in his life, but even if he can't spend the rest of his life with her, he still wants to see her happy, and he still wants to wait for her silently behind his back.
"Do you want to face her photos every day, do you want to live with her photos for the rest of your life?" Song Meiqiong was about to go crazy with Lei Yuting. She stood up from the sofa, picked up the photo frame, and threw it heavily to the ground.
When she fell, Lei Yuting suddenly woke up from the wine, "Mom, please don't fall."
"I'm going to fall. In your heart, Jiang Ruoxi, a woman, is much more important than me, a mother, right?" Song Meiqiong thought about it, she only had such a son, and all her hopes and expectations were in him.
on her body, and because of Jiang Ruoxi, her son became what he is now.
"Mom, can this be the same? You are my mother, and Ruoxi is the woman I love. You are both equally important." Lei Yuting didn't understand. What's wrong with Ruoxi? Why does she dislike Ruoxi so much?
But she was willing to accept Ruoya.
"No matter what, Mom still hopes you can calm down, think about Ruo Ya and forget about Jiang Ruoxi!" Song Meiqiong persuaded her son, hoping that he would listen to her.
Lei Yuting leaned on the sofa, "Mom, I'm tired. Let's talk about these things another day, okay?"
He really needs time to calm down, and he really needs to let himself think clearly whether his heart can still tolerate other women, and whether he can live with another woman for the rest of his life.
Seeing that her son was no longer so determined, Lei Meiqiong did not force herself any more, "Okay! Just go to bed early! Stop drinking. It's time for me to go back to the hotel."
"Mom, you can stay here. There's still room available anyway." Looking at the time, it was already so late. Although it was not far from the hotel, he didn't feel relieved.
"No, I won't worry about seeing you, and it's not far away. I can just take a taxi there." After Song Meiqiong finished speaking, she picked up her handbag and left the apartment.
Lei Yuting looked at the glass fragments scattered on the floor, and picked up Jiang Ruoxi's photo among the glass fragments. Looking at her with a beautiful smile, his heart still ached.
"Ruoxi, should I let go? I can't let it go!" Lei Yuting murmured to the photo, "How about you tell me the answer! Should I let go now?"
If he lets her go, then the promise he made to her and the vow he made to her will never come true in this life.
Jiang Ruoxi opened her sleepy eyes and wanted to turn over, but found that Leng Yan's long arms were still holding her tightly. She moved slightly, her whole body was sore, and she subconsciously snorted.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Leng Yan's voice came, with great concern.
"Did I wake you up?" Jiang Ruoxi looked at him apologetically.
Leng Yan had actually woken up a long time ago, just because the person in his arms was still sleeping so soundly, he couldn't bear to wake her up, and preferred to see her cute sleeping face like a child when she fell asleep.
"Don't you want to sleep a little longer?" Leng Yan asked softly.
"Is it still early?" Jiang Ruoxi, who was afraid of the cold, huddled under the quilt and leaned into his warm arms.
Leng Yan looked at the time displayed on the phone screen and said, "It's almost ten o'clock. Do you think it's early or late?"
"Ten o'clock?" Jiang Ruoxi sat up suddenly, the silk quilt on her body slipped off, and her smooth skin was exposed to the air. There were traces of their lovemaking last night on her body.
Leng Yan sat up and wrapped the quilt around her, "Yes!"
"You haven't gone to work yet?" Jiang Ruoxi turned her head, but accidentally touched his lips, and she backed away a little in panic.
"Don't you want to see me? I thought you would find me when you wake up." A trace of disappointment flashed across Leng Yan's face.