Meng Yanchen sat dejectedly in the room that originally belonged to Chu Qiao. There were several glass wine bottles on the floor, and the room was filled with a strong smell of wine. Meng Yanchen's eyes were blurred, not as handsome as before, and he drank one mouthful after another.
After one sip, the cold wine reached my stomach, but it started to heat up, making my stomach uncomfortable.
The ancients said that wine, drinking will cause trouble...
How much wine did he drink yesterday?
The cell phone rang suddenly. Meng Yanchen glanced at it casually, picked up the cell phone on the ground, and put it to his ear.
"Hello……"
"Yanchen, why are you drinking again?" Although Meng Yanchen only said one word, she still felt the hint of drunkenness in his words. Wasn't it enough yesterday that he was still drunk today? Thinking about it, she had already spoken
: "Yanchen, where are you? I'm coming to find you..."
Meng Yanchen was startled when he heard Xu Anran's voice, with strong disgust in his voice: "No, don't come over! If you weren't by my side last night, nothing like that would have happened!"
When Meng Yanchen thought of this matter, he felt like there was a fire in his heart, trying to burn him completely.
This morning, Meng Yanchen opened his eyes and saw the person lying next to him. He couldn't describe the joy in his heart. He smiled and went to hug the naked person in his arms. But when she turned around
Only then did he see clearly that this was not Chu Qiao at all! It was Xu Anran...
In an instant, Meng Yanchen felt a basin of cold water pouring down on his head, extinguishing all the joy.
"Yanchen, are you awake?" Xu Anran had a satisfied smile on his face.
Meng Yanchen panicked and looked for the clothes next to him to put on. For the first time, he felt uneasy and nervous. He just hoped that everything in front of him was not what he thought. He murmured: "Xu Anran, I don't have it."
That's what I did to you, right?"
Xu Anran smiled slyly: "Yanchen, don't you know what you are doing? If it weren't for you... why wouldn't I be wearing any clothes? Yesterday you were drunk and wanted that... I insisted
I pushed you away, but I couldn’t push you away no matter how hard I pushed you... Yanchen, do you not remember anything?"
Meng Yanchen shook his head: "I can't remember it at all. I only remember that I called Chu Qiao, and I don't remember anything else." When did he meet Xu Anran, and what was it?
He had no recollection of being at her house at that time.
As Xu Anran spoke, she was about to cry: "I was passing by in the dark night and saw you very drunk. Chu Qiao was not by your side at all. I couldn't bear to leave you there alone, so I took you with me.
I went home, but I didn’t expect you would do such a thing to me!”
Meng Yanchen didn't know what to say.
He actually did such a thing to Xu Anran!
…
"Yanchen, Yanchen, are you listening to me?" Xu Anran called several times on the other end of the phone.
Meng Yanchen smashed the finished glass bottle against the wall, making a "Peng" sound, followed by the sound of the glass bottle shattering.
"Xu Anran, forget... forget what happened last night!" Meng Yanchen's voice softened. He was no longer the domineering person before. The only person he wanted to marry and be with forever was her.
Chu Qiao, An Ran, was just his friend. Last night, maybe he mistook An Ran for Chu Qiao. He was very sorry for Xu Anran, and he was willing to do anything to make it up to her.
Xu Anran's voice trembled, with a hint of sobs in her voice: "Yanchen, you want me to forget what happened yesterday, right? You still only have Chu Qiao in your heart, and what about me...who am I?"
Meng Yanchen's cheeks were red, which was the trace of drunkenness: "An Ran, I still want to say sorry to you. I will find a way to make it up to you."
"Make up for it, how do you make it up to me?" An Ran asked.
"I will find a way to let you become a doctor again." This is the only way Meng Yanchen can think of to make up for Xu Anran.
"No need!" Xu Anran answered simply: "I don't need you to make it up to me. I will forget about this... Don't worry, I won't tell Chu Qiao!" Meng Yanchen saw the resentment in her heart.
What was missing was a calculating smile on her lips.
"Thank you, Anran..." Meng Yanchen now only felt full of guilt for Xu Anran.
Xu Anran deliberately made a sobbing sound on the phone and said: "Yanchen, I just hope you can be happy. I understand...bye!" After saying that, he pressed down the phone without hesitation.
Her fingers played with her long black hair. Meng Yanchen, it seems, the IQ of a man in love is zero. However, he was tricked by some red potion she got.
Now, forget it? How can you forget it? But now is not the best time to say it.
But Meng Yanchen was still drinking heavily. Even though Xu Anran said she would forget this incident, the stone in his heart did not fall. He only felt that these days, he and Chu Qiao were drifting apart.
, there are too many people and things between them.
Chu Qiao...
I once thought that as long as I confessed my love, the two of them would be happy forever. But why would the gap between the two become wider and wider?
Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao...
Even so, he will never let go, he only knows that he loves Chu Qiao!