Xuan Yuran thought for a long time before she remembered that this was Ling Jue's room on the second floor of the hotel!
Looking around, time suddenly seems to have returned to five or six years ago!
She was also drunk, and she woke up in this room, on this bed...
From then on, her bad relationship with Ling Jue began!
Thinking of drunkenness and Ling Jue, Xuan Yuran subconsciously looked to the side. Fortunately, there was no one there, and her clothes were still neatly dressed. Thinking about it, nothing happened last night!
I got up and opened the bedroom door, and unexpectedly found a figure lying on the sofa in the living room!
Xuan Yuran was stunned for a moment, then approached!
He saw that the person lying on the sofa was none other than Ling Jue, and on the carpet in front of him, there were many empty beer bottles strewn about!
I think this guy must be drunk too!
I don’t know if there is something bothering me, but my brows are always furrowed, and even when I fall asleep, I still have a serious look on my face!
In my memory, I seem to have never seen this guy smile before!
Even more confused is what kind of person is this man in front of me who used to be her husband?
However, it doesn’t matter what kind of person you are!
Because they no longer have any relationship, even this meeting was just an accident. After leaving here, they will continue to become strangers!
I originally planned to leave like this, but when I noticed that my evening dress was full of wrinkles, I couldn't help but frown. After a moment of hesitation, I returned to the room and stood in front of the cabinet, hesitating for a long time!
I thought to myself, this guy must often bring his girlfriend to stay here. There may be women's clothes in the cabinet. I can borrow a set to wear and return it to him immediately after I change my clothes. There should be no problem!
After making up her mind, she forcefully opened the cupboard door. Sure enough, there were several pieces of women's clothes inside. When she took a closer look, Xuan Yuran couldn't help but be stunned. Each piece looked familiar, and they were all clearly hers.
The clothes I deliberately left here five or six years ago!
Walking aimlessly on the street alone, Xuan Yuran felt very confused. She didn't know why Ling Jue still kept her things from back then, and why he insisted on sending her away and brought her here. No.
We are about to get married, isn’t it already over?