She couldn't understand, she was very depressed, and she felt better when she was drunk.
She staggered a few steps and almost fell. A strong arm held her firmly from behind and put her on the sofa.
"Are you Xiao Zhuoyan?" She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at him. Although her vision was a little blurry, she could still tell that the person in front of her was Xiao Zhuoyan.
"It's me." he replied.
"Didn't you go to France? Or are you just lying? Is France so close? Is your apartment so close to mine? Can you get there in minutes?" she asked him vaguely.
But he didn't answer. He just touched her forehead with his hand and said, "You drank too much. Please wait a moment while I look for hangover medicine."
"What kind of hangover medicine do you want? I don't have any hangover medicine here. Rather than being drunk one by one by you for no reason, I'd better get drunk!" Xu Wanqing mumbled and shouted, "Xiao Zhuoyan, please explain.
, have you ever been to the cliff that day? Tell the truth, have you ever been there?"
Xiao Zhuoyan still didn't answer. He didn't say yes or no. He just got up and went to the cabinet to find hangover medicine. Xu Wanqing lay there and felt a pair of cool hands on her forehead.
"Qingqing, you drank too much. Stop talking and just have a good sleep." It was Xiao's mother's voice again, warm, loving, and doting.
Xu Wanqing suddenly felt sad, jumped into her arms, and cried heartily.
She really drank too much, cried for a while, felt like her body was floating, and her consciousness became more trance-like. She fell into a deep sleep, and when she woke up, the sun was all over her eyes, which stung her eyes.
She huddled in bed and didn't want to get up.
The sunshine outside is so beautiful, but there is not a trace of sunshine in her life.
Her life was filled with endless frame-ups, deceptions, difficulties and pains.
She tightened the quilt around her body. The warm quilt and soft bed made her feel the little sense of security she had. She nestled there, like a wounded animal, hiding in a cave, licking herself all over her body.
The wounds, pain and tears, pain and injuries, were all submerged in silent roars.
However, besides her own growling, she also heard another sound, like the sound of a spatula moving a pot from the kitchen.
Her body suddenly became stiff, and her first instinctive reaction was, thief?
But, what is there to steal in the kitchen? If you really want to steal it, you might have to come to her bedroom?
She tiptoed and stepped on the cold floor with her bare feet. She shivered unconsciously. She touched a chair and was about to smash it down when she saw a figure in the kitchen.
But she quickly stopped because she already recognized the figure from behind.
He had a tall back and broad shoulders. The lighting in the kitchen was very good. Thousands of golden sunlight shone on his figure, turning the fine dust particles in the air into a golden color. He stood firmly.
There, it's like a mountain, a ridge, and a god.
For a moment, Xu Wanqing wondered why she had such a feeling. This feeling should belong to many years ago, when she first fell in love with him and regarded him as the sky, the earth, her air and everything.
Hearing the slight movement behind him, he slowly turned around to look at her, his eyes soft and filled with indescribable tenderness.