Chapter 75
The three of them soaked in the hot spring pool for two hours, chatting and drinking, and drank all the red wine in the glass.

At twelve o'clock at noon, the three of them walked out of the hot spring pool and enjoyed the food brought by the waiter together. The water in the hot spring pool was also drained and replaced with new water.

The remaining red wine in the bottle was quickly drank, and the three of them reached a state of tipsy. Their cheeks were red and their bodies were light, but their rationality and thinking were still normal.

After lunch, the three of them sat on the sofa in the suite and watched old movies together. Perhaps it was fate that "The Lost Dreams of the Corridor Bridge" was playing on the TV!

Zhao Hao sat between the two women. In his arms were some fresh fruits, including cantaloupe, strawberries, and fresh tomatoes.

Two women sat next to him, pricking a piece of fruit with a toothpick from time to time and chewing it in their mouths. Moreover, they were both wearing cool swimsuits.

Even though she was wrapped in a bath towel, her long and fair legs were still exposed, which was still very attractive to a vigorous man.

Tong Wenjie seemed to notice that Zhao Hao was a little embarrassed. She decided to add fuel to the fire, smiled and held his arm and said:
"Xiao Zhao, sister is a little dizzy. Do you mind leaning on your shoulder to watch a movie?"

"Uh...it's okay!" Zhao Hao hesitated for a while but chose to agree without being stingy.

Song Qian on the side saw that Tong Wenjie was able to keep her boyfriend. Her head was a little dizzy and she was looking for someone to rely on.

"Xiao Zhao, sister, I'm a little dizzy too. Why don't you let me rest on your shoulder? I know you are an upright person and have no bad intentions."

While Song Qian was speaking, her little hand pinched the arm of the man she said was upright.

"Uh...it's okay. Being able to have two beauties leaning on my shoulders at the same time is a blessing I gained in my previous life." Zhao Hao looked at her with a blushing face and said.

Halfway through the movie, the two women were deeply attracted by the plot of the movie and talked about their movie-watching experiences from time to time.

The man between the two of them, Zhao Hao, who drank the most, fell asleep with his head tilted. Perhaps because he was closer to Song Qian subconsciously, his head was pressed against Song Qian's side.

Looking at Zhao Hao, whose chest was rising and falling gently and falling into a deep sleep, Tong Wenjie couldn't help but smile. She said with a hint of ridicule:

"This kid is so heartless. He can sleep so confidently in front of two middle-aged women like us."

"Maybe we are not charming enough." Song Qian said awkwardly.

"That's not necessarily true~" Tong Wenjie pointed in the direction meaningfully, and Song Qian took a quick look and understood.

"You are single now, do you want me to give you a chance to do something good?" Tong Wenjie teased.

"Bah, go to hell, you just say some stupid things. If you keep doing this, I won't go out to play with you anymore." Song Qian spat, her face turning red in response.

Although the two of them often spoke private words that could not be heard by outsiders when they were alone, now in front of a man, Song Qian couldn't bear the teasing, even though she knew that this man was her boyfriend.

Tong Wenjie's cheeks were a little red when she spoke, but her eyes unconsciously landed on the corner that attracted more attention.

The scene calmed down, and the two women turned their eyes towards the TV again, but they would still glance at Zhao Hao inadvertently, and they would often find that the other party was watching too.

Awkward and ambiguous, they knew it but couldn't express it, but neither woman felt at peace.

In this atmosphere, the movie came to an end. Tong Wenjie picked up the remote control and adjusted the TV program to play low and melodious classical music.

She let out a long breath, turned her head to look at her best friend who was separated from her, and asked sincerely:

"If you put aside other external factors, would you like Zhao Hao?"

"Can you?" Song Qian asked. "I'm married!" Tong Wenjie said perfunctorily.

"Abandoning these conditions, would you do it?" Song Qian asked again.

Tong Wenjie smiled awkwardly. She raised her head and looked at Zhao Hao, who was sleeping on the sofa. After thinking for a moment, she nodded heavily and replied, "I can probably do it!"

But after a slight pause, she said with a solemn expression:

"Perhaps it was because Fangyuan and I had spent too much time together that the love between us disappeared and turned into a family relationship, raising children together and working together to support the family.

Just like the movies we both watch, love will be diluted by life. When you meet an interesting man in life, you will inevitably be moved. This is a normal thing. "

Song Qian nodded in agreement, but she was vaguely jealous because her best friend said she might be attracted to her boyfriend.

Then, Tong Wenjie said with a wry smile:

"Maybe Xiao Zhao is very charming and is attractive to me, but I will not go with him without hesitation. Adults will have more considerations.

Moreover, I can't guarantee that I can keep his heart by my side. After all, the age difference is too big, and it's one thing to be heartbroken, but it's another thing to get married and live together. "

Her sober speech made Song Qian on the other side also fall into deep thought.

Similarly, she is very attracted to Zhao Hao, and the two are really together now, but she really doesn't know if she can keep Zhao Hao's heart forever.

Falling in love can be exciting, but can you really maintain the feeling of being in love for a long time after getting married?

Even Tong Wenjie couldn't do it. How could she, a woman who had been divorced once, have the confidence to pat her chest and guarantee this.

"From this point of view, it should be quite good for me to be single all my life." Song Qian sighed, and the problem she had been avoiding was actually revealed by her best friend on such an occasion.

Tong Wenjie reached out and grabbed her little hand, and comforted her very seriously:
"Actually, you should give Qiao Weidong a chance. He has been around enough outside these years. Now that he knows how good you are, he is starting to turn back. You might as well agree to him.

Young couples come to keep you company all the time, and Yingzi is getting older. You can't be single all your life, right?Remarriage is actually the best choice for you now. "

Song Qian shook her head firmly. She had never forgiven her ex-husband in her heart. Especially after the divorce, he often changed his girlfriend to younger ones, and her heart became even colder towards him.

Perhaps it was alcohol that caused the problem. When Tong Wenjie saw that her best friend was unwilling to remarry, she analyzed it carefully for her:
"Most people your age are married, or divorced and have children. If you are asked to come in and be a housewife, you will definitely not do it. You also have to consider Yingzi's feelings.

With someone like Xiao Zhao who is easy to get along with, can handle things with ease, and has the ability to make money, there must be girls around him chasing after him. Do you not feel panic when you are with him? "

Her last words were like a steel needle piercing Song Qian's heart. The lie she had been lying to herself about meeting true love seemed to be broken.

The movie she just watched also made the thoughts in her heart grow like weeds, but these weeds strangled her heart so hard that she could feel the pain with every beat of her heart.

"Then what should I do? Should I settle for the rest of my life or be happy in time?" Song Qian closed her eyes and asked a little hard to accept.

"Carpe diem... Isn't this difficult for you?" Tong Wenjie looked at Song Qian in surprise.

In terms of her influence, her best friend is a very restrained woman, and ordinary men are simply not in her eyes. She is the kind of person who follows the rules.

Song Qian was speechless, and the conversation in the suite suddenly stopped, leaving only the melodious melody echoing in the room.

(End of this chapter)

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