Why did she dodge just now? As long as she told him that this was not her own voluntary, he would believe her.
Was she dodged because she didn't believe him or because she felt guilty?
Thinking about all the interaction between her and Lan Yuchi during this period, he felt that he was about to collapse, and the colic in his heart almost suffocated him.
He picked up the cup again and poured the wine into his mouth smoothly.
"An, you will get drunk like this." Gu Chun quickly advised.
"It's better to be drunk." Every time he feels sad, only alcohol can relieve his pain, because he loses consciousness.
Gu Chun was worried, and could only shake his head and sigh and look at him
Ling Ang drank cups and after a while, he finally got drunk.
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Gu Chun sent Ling Ang back to the Ling family.
Although Ling Ang was drunk, there was a trace of sadness between his eyebrows that he could not waving, and he murmured in confusion, "I'm so sad... so sad..."
Gu Chun brought a towel and helped him gently wipe his face.
Under the faint light and shadow of the bedside lamp, his face was so handsome, as if it was a meticulously crafted craft, showing beauty everywhere. The slight dark redness after drinking added a bit of charm to him.
She couldn't help but gently stroke his face with her hands. She had never seen him so carefully for so long.
I dare not even hope that I could touch his face like this.
This man is really loving and heartbreaking, but why does he belong to him?
Many times she really resents God. Since she doesn't let her be with him, why do she have to meet them again? Let her live a life of dying pain.
In his sleep, Ling Ang felt a gentle hand slid across his face. He subconsciously grabbed her hand and said hazyly, "Ao Shuang, let's not separate... don't separate..."
Gu Chun was stunned for a moment, and a pain passed by in his heart.
She was about to let go of his hand when the phone rang, and it was her father calling it.
In the microphone was Gu Yu's anxious voice, "A Chun, where are you? Why haven't you come back so late?"
"Dad, Ang is drunk, I'll take him home, and I'll be back soon."
"Okay, you'll come back soon..."
Before Gu Yu could finish his words, the phone was disconnected.
He was stunned for a moment, then put down the phone.
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The next morning, the sunlight came in faintly through the window screen, warming the room.
Ling Ang sat up slowly and rubbed his temples.
Wang Aoshuang's figure floated through his mind, wondering how she was now.
The scene last night hurt his eyes so much. His mind was messy at that time and he couldn't bear the stimulation for a moment and left.
Now that he woke up, he felt that he was too impulsive at that time. Perhaps something was hidden in it, he had to figure it out.
When I was drinking last night, my phone number was transferred to the message mailbox. Maybe she was looking for him miserable.
He turned over the quilt and was about to walk out of bed. He was shocked as his eyes flashed across the sheets.
There was a little dark red on the sheets...
His heart suddenly contracted, and his fingertips trembled slightly unconsciously.
He knew that Gu Chun was with him to drink last night, but he had no impression of what happened after getting drunk.
Where did the blood on this sheet come from?
Could it be... Gu Chun sent him back and then... he was injured?
Strong uneasiness spread from his limbs...
He was stunned for a moment, his heart was in chaos.