When the car stopped outside the bar, it was past eleven o'clock at night.

The wind was not strong, but it blew a little biting.

Zhan Shaoyin locked the car door and walked straight into the bar.

It should have been Song Jingxue explained in advance, and the staff in charge of reception at the door took him directly to find Song Jingxue.

Song Jingxue sat on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, while Song Huayi was beside him, lying on the table.

"Coming?"

Zhan Shaoyin let out a light "um", looked at the wine jug and wine glass on the table, and asked lightly, "How much did she drink?" ”

Song Jingxue quipped: "I know that I don't have to pay for drinking here, so I naturally drink happily." ”

Zhan Shaoyin was silent and asked, "Drinking alone?" ”

"And the sisters in her dorm."

Song Jingxue stood up and stretched, leaned lazily on the side of the sofa, and asked Zhan Shaoyin, "Quarreled?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin looked at Song Huayi with narrow eyes, and responded softly: "No." ”

Song Jingxue smiled, looking like she couldn't say anything: "She is a child's temper, she comes and goes quickly, sometimes she can be coaxed to buy a candy, as long as she doesn't leave her dry." ”

After speaking, a regular customer came over, and Song Jingxue and the visitor walked towards the second floor while chatting.

Zhan Shaoyin took a deep breath, and could see that she definitely didn't come to the bar today to have fun.

Because the last time she went to the bar, she was in a sundress and big red lips, but today she is a very everyday outfit, sweater, jeans, sneakers, no makeup on her face, and her hair is just tied into a high ponytail at random.

He didn't know if she had anything to do with him if she poured herself like this.

It's just that seeing her like this, I feel very uncomfortable.

was originally a carefree little princess who was held in the palm of her family's hands, but now she has come to borrow wine to kill her sorrows.

Zhan Shaoyin reached out and picked up the white down jacket on the sofa, draped it on her body, tried to lift her arm, and found that she couldn't hold on at all, so he bent down and picked her up.

She muttered something in her mouth, and then seemed to feel warmth, her red little face rubbed against his chest, and Zhan Shaoyin's heart softened suddenly.

Song Huayi was lying curled up in the back row, and Zhan Shaoyin slowed down the car, trying to keep it as steady as possible, for fear that she would fall off the seat.

In the silence of the carriage, she was suddenly heard snorting, like a cry, but only one sound and then silence.

The car drove for half an hour to get home, and she vomited as soon as she got out of the car, at first Zhan Shaoyin was still pulling her arm to support her, but someone dragged her and seemed to make her feel very uncomfortable, she broke away from his hand, but she couldn't even squat, and crawled directly on the side of the road, vomiting and finally turned into retching, and she felt very uncomfortable when she looked at it.

Zhan Shaoyin patted her back gently, and when she was almost vomiting, she turned around and went to the car to get tissues.

When Zhan Shaoyin came back with a tissue, he saw her body planted forward, almost planting on the puddle of vomit.

Zhan Shaoyin walked over, subconsciously reached out to pull her, and grabbed her ponytail at an emergency...... Although she successfully avoided some disgusting things, it made Song Huayi's scalp hurt, seeing her frowning and reaching out to cover her head and humming a few times, Zhan Shaoyin took a breath helplessly, and picked her up again, she looked at Zhan Shaoyin in a daze, and kept staring at him, as if she didn't know him anymore.

Zhan Shaoyin was just glad that she would->>

The brain is not clear, otherwise I don't know how long she will remember the hatred of pulling her hair.

Carrying her all the way upstairs, she kept her eyes open and looked at him, and halfway up the stairs, she heard her drunken voice muttering, "Are you...... Do you want to get a divorce? ”

Zhan Shaoyin paused, looked down at her in her arms, and muttered to herself: "Leave and leave...... Leave and leave! Who is rare! ”

After speaking, she pouted and began to cry, crying and repeating: "...... Who is rare. ”

Zhan Shaoyin was silent, continued to go upstairs, gently kicked open her bedroom door with his foot, put her on the sofa by the wall, and bent down to help her drag her shoes.

touched her cold hands and feet, and wanted her to take a hot bath, but she obviously couldn't wash herself, and he didn't want to take advantage of her.

After lying honestly on the sofa for a few seconds, Song Huayi supported herself and wanted to get up, Zhan Shaoyin reached out and pressed her, and coaxed softly: "Sleep obediently." ”

She looked at him with her eyes open, wrestled her arm and found that she couldn't break away, and then frowned and muttered, "I want to pee." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "......" Helping her get up, although Song Huayi landed on her feet, almost all of Zhan Shaoyin was holding her with all her strength.

As soon as she arrived at the toilet, Zhan Shaoyin didn't let go, she reached out to unbutton her jeans, and when she heard the zipper slip, she half-took off her pants and sat on the toilet.

Zhan Shaoyin's eyes just glanced at it hurriedly and looked elsewhere, grabbed her hand and let her hold the sink by herself, he turned around and walked outside the door, gently closed the door of the toilet, and stood outside the door waiting.

"Bang-" Hearing the strange noise, Zhan Shaoyin immediately pushed the door in, and the first thing he saw was Song Huayi who was standing, she should have just stood up after going to the toilet, and her pants were not mentioned, but fortunately, her sweater was long enough to cover the places that should not be seen.

The eye fell to the glass bottle that had broken into several pieces at her feet, and the transparent shower gel inside was slowly flowing on the floor.

She herself seemed to be stunned by the sound, and she didn't mention her pants in place.

Zhan Shaoyin frowned slightly, reached out and pulled a bath towel next to her to tie it around her waist, and then squatted down to pick up the glass shards on the ground first, afraid that it would pierce her later.

Song Huayi seemed to be fixed, and just looked at him motionlessly.

Zhan Shaoyin turned around and wanted to throw the fragments in his hand into the trash, but before he could walk away, a pair of small hands wrapped around his waist.

When Song Huayi rushed over to hug him, she tripped over her own pants, and if Zhan Shaoyin was a little farther away, she would have been lying on the ground at the moment.

Zhan Shaoyin stabilized his body and turned his head to look at her, not knowing how lucid she was at the moment, and asked her tentatively, "What's wrong?" ”

She kicked off her stumbling pants with her foot, and just hugged him hard against his back, and didn't speak.

Zhan Shaoyin looked down at the white fat ci who was entangled with jeans on the ground, thinking of what was going on under her bath towel at the moment, her Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

He took a step towards the trash can, and she moved as if she had been glued to him.

She was wearing a pair of socks on her feet, Zhan Shaoyin was afraid that there would be fine glass slags on the ground that would pierce her, so she didn't dare to go anymore, stretched out her hand and smoothly threw the glass slag into the trash can, looked down at her little hand tightly wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and couldn't help but ask her out loud: "Do you know who I am?" ”

She didn't seem to hear his question, just stuck to his back, and her muffled voice was a little stubborn with a hint of pleading: "Don't go." ”