Jiang Ning rarely drinks alcohol, but this time he just happened to have a broken relationship. As soon as the dinner started, he drank alone.
"Ugh~"
As she drank, she retched, which frightened the colleagues next to her.
"Don't vomit in the box. I'll help you go to the bathroom."
"No, I'll go by myself."
Jiang Ning didn't want to stay in the box anymore. She was in really bad condition and was afraid of being embarrassed in front of her colleagues and boss.
After leaving the box, Jiang Ning hid in the corridor and lit a cigarette.
She only started smoking after she changed her career to a public relations specialist. The pressure in this profession is too great for ordinary people to bear.
Being bored while smoking, Jiang Ning clicked on Moments.
In her circle of friends, most of them are celebrities posting their itinerary announcements, which is similar to WeChat business advertisements.
Suddenly, a picture of the hotel door appeared in her field of vision.
Isn't this the hotel where she is now?
The text accompanying the picture is: I haven’t been back for several years, and things have changed a lot.
She looked at the WeChat name and saw that it only had the simple three letters lzy, which looked like an abbreviation of her name.
I don’t have much of an impression anymore. I probably didn’t get it from doing crisis public relations in the past few years.
After smoking, Jiang Ning shook her body and prepared to return to the box.
When passing by the window, she was thinking about the photo just now and couldn't help but poke her head out and take a look outside.
The photo just now was probably taken from this position.
Who is lzy?
She thought about almost everyone she knew, but none of them seemed right.
Sometimes people are like this and spend time on such useless trivial things.
What Jiang Ning saw was a man wearing a white shirt and black suit pants. He was tall, with a straight back and a good posture.
The man seemed to feel Jiang Ning's gaze. He suddenly raised his head and looked in her direction.
Jiang Ning's breath froze, and in a flash of lightning, she remembered who those three letters represented.
Li Zeyu!
As if to confirm his conjecture, his cell phone made a "ding dong" sound.
"Jiang Ning, is that you upstairs?"
"yes."
"Contact me when you have time."
"good."
A black extended Bentley parked at the door, Li Zeyu opened the door and got in the car.
The car sped away, leaving Jiang Ning still in a daze.
When did she add Li Zeyu's WeChat account, and why didn't she remember it at all?
After much searching, I finally remembered that she and Li Zeyu were partners when they were filming their graduation project.
Her best friend Song Nuan has been teasing her over the years about her first kiss on stage being dedicated to Li Zeyu.
Of course, according to Song Nuan's own words, it was just jealousy, but that was Li Zeyu, who wouldn't want to be kissed by him?
It was during that collaboration that they added WeChat.
Later, after graduation, Li Zeyu did not go into the entertainment industry, but went abroad to study other majors.
As for myself, I did not continue to stay in the acting industry, but became a crisis public relations officer.
At that time, their works were used as teaching materials for excellent works. Who would have thought that, due to fate, the male and female protagonists would not persist in their career as actors.
Originally, Jiang Ning thought that Li Zeyu's WeChat message of "contact me when you have time" was just a polite comment.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ning received a message from Li Zeyu in the afternoon of the next day: Are you free? I'll treat you to a meal.
She remembered that no one was willing to shoot a graduation project with Li Zeyu. Although he was known as the most mysterious school boy in the School of Communication, he was absent from classes all year round, so no one knew what his professional abilities were and did not dare to take risks.
Moreover, the most indispensable thing in the School of Communication is handsome guys and beauties. Good-looking students will not have a big social advantage.
Only Jiang Ning, who relied on his talent and was fearless, offered to collaborate with Li Zeyu in a stage play.
Li Zeyu said to her: "I'll treat you to dinner after the performance."
However, she did not wait for the meal after all. Li Zeyu left the School of Communication after performing his graduation work.
Jiang Ning once again agreed to Li Zeyu's invitation and went straight to the Kyoto Hotel after get off work.
While eating, Jiang Ning saw the news of Huo Mingyang and Mo Feifei's engagement playing on the big screen in the restaurant.
The two men are a perfect match for their talents and looks.
Mo Feifei is Bai Yueguang who Huo Mingyang has liked for ten years.
Jiang Ning looked at the news footage and felt her heart bleeding.
During the three years they were together, she had also asked Huo Mingyang whether he planned to get married. At that time, Huo Mingyang said that he wanted to focus on his career now and didn't want to get married too early.
It turns out that it’s not that I don’t want to get married, but that I don’t want to marry her.
Li Zeyu was very attentive and noticed something was wrong with Jiang Ning's expression, so he asked gently and patiently: "Are you okay?"
Jiang Ning shook her head, "It's okay. I want to drink. Is that okay?"
Li Zeyu smiled and said, "Of course."
He asked the waiter to bring a bottle of wine.
Li Zeyu tasted it slowly like a noble prince, while Jiang Ning on the other side drank like a cow.
He frowned and said, "Don't drink like this, you will get drunk."
Jiang Ning shook her head boldly, "It's okay, I have a good drinking capacity. Even if you work in public relations, your drinking capacity will not be bad."
Then, Jiang Ning drank too much.
When Li Zeyu helped Jiang Ning out, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. He didn't know if he was a good drinker for a public relations job. He didn't know if it was true that he could brag.
Li Zeyu drove Jiang Ning to the gate of the community, and then to her door.
The two said goodbye at the door.
Just when Li Zeyu was about to leave, Jiang Ning suddenly thought of what Song Nuan said.
"If a man doesn't touch you after being with you for three years, either you are too unattractive or he won't touch you."
As soon as Mo Feifei returned to China, Huo Mingyang couldn't wait to get engaged to her.
Could it be that he was really unattractive? Huo Mingyang could turn a blind eye to him after being with him for three years.
She didn't know where she got the courage from, maybe she was drunk and cowardly.
She suddenly said to Li Zeyu: "Do you think I'm attractive?"
Li Zeyu: "..."
Seeing his silence, Jiang Ning sighed, "Thank you for sending me back. Good night."
She took out the key and opened the entrance door.
Behind him, Li Zeyu's magnetic voice sounded, "You are very charming."
Between the two of them, they don’t know who started it first.
First a hug, then a kiss.
Adult men and women are nothing more than food and sex.
For the first time, Jiang Ning experienced this feeling of ecstasy, like walking in the clouds, losing her center of gravity, and could only cling to the other person's body.
The room was dark.
On the soft big bed, the two of them were enjoying each other's neck.
The sound of gasping one after another filled the whole room, and even the air was extremely ambiguous.
Until the sound of water in the bathroom sounded.
The wisps of pain under her body brought Jiang Ning's consciousness, which had been numbed by alcohol, back.
She actually had sex with Li Zeyu?
After lingering in the bathroom for a long time, she slowly walked out.
Li Zeyu sat naked on the bedside, covered with a thin pink blanket with cartoon images on it, which did not match his clear and cold image.
At this time, the small light in the bedroom was turned on, and the light shone on Li Zeyu's smooth and distinct abdominal muscles, like a medieval oil painting.
Jiang Ning's throat moved, and her mouth felt dry for no reason.
"I'm done washing up, let me use the bathroom." Li Zeyu's cold voice contained a trace of indescribable tenderness.
Jiang Ning nodded.
Then, she saw a man who looked like a Roman sculpture lifting the quilt and walking into the bathroom.
Jiang Ning's face turned red and she didn't dare to look at it anymore, because none of the Roman sculptures wore clothes.
She was lying on the bed, listening to the gurgling sound of water in the bathroom, and thinking about her relationship with Li Zeyu.
Until the sound of water suddenly stopped, she couldn't think of a reason.
He deliberately pulled the quilt over his head and pretended to be asleep.
"Jiang Ning..." Li Zeyu's voice was so low and confusing.
Jiang Ning covered her head with the quilt, "I won't let anyone stay here overnight."
At this moment, she looked like a scumbag who would become ruthless when she put on pants.
After a long silence, Li Zeyu said: "I'm leaving. Good night."