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Han Weiyi was drunk, an intoxicating blush appeared on her white and tender face, and her eyes lost the previous expression. Lin Weiran could no longer be calm with her blurred eyes and the smell of alcohol in her mouth. It's his limit, even if he knows that he has no responsibility, he still refuses to follow the woman's drunken words.

After a while, Han Weiyi finally calmed down, and Li Xiaoli, who had been on the sidelines, opened her mouth. Looking at the two of them, she hated such entanglement from the bottom of her heart. This female artist, who is famous for drinking too much, seemed to have made a mistake again. After another cup, he drank no less than Han Weiyi.

She asked: "Distressed?"

Facing Lin Weiran's gaze, she mocked with a smile: "Yes, you should feel bad too."

Lin Weiran was silent, no one knew how to answer at this time, he looked at Han Weiyi who was already lying on the table, his eyes were complicated and inexplicable.

"Tell me, do you like Weiyi?" After confirming that Han Weiyi had lost consciousness, Li Xiaoli picked up the wine bottle and poured it for Lin Weiran.

"Is it possible to say that you don't like it?" Lin Weiran looked at Han Weiyi and spoke softly, as if talking to himself.

"asshole."

Li Xiaoli made a broken sentence, which seemed to put Lin Weiran on the same level as some men, "Eating what's in the bowl, looking at what's in the pot, all men have the same virtue, I know why you treat Weiyi like this, but I still I want to scold you a few words."

Lin Weiran smiled and touched the wine glass, but he still didn't take it up to drink. Han Weiyi in front of him was lying on the table, without the beautiful face of the past, but the back of his head was interesting.

After watching it for a while, Lin Weiran sighed, "Maybe I should really be scolded."

Li Xiaoli sneered: "You still have self-knowledge."

Lin Weiran shook his head.Re-energize yourself and, as usual, don't allow yourself to get caught up in struggles or negative emotions.He looked at Lee Hyo-ri and changed the subject: "Don't worry about the show. Shinhan and i's new owner should not give up a stable audience. As for what will happen in half a year, no one can say for sure, but if something happens on the show If you have any questions, you can come to me directly, or you can go to Weiyi."

Li Xiaoli didn't respond, just stared at Lin Weiran, as if flowers could bloom on his face, looked at each other for a while, Lin Weiran was the first to lose, and went to hold the wine glass again, as if he could calm down without drinking, Li Xiaoli again After scolding a bastard, Lin Weiran just smiled helplessly.Seemingly innocent, Lee Hyori, who was promoted from a youth idol to a goddess in the past and now a queen, is indeed a model. She continues to drink to herself and ignores Lin Weiran.

The drinks on the table are getting empty.

Everything proceeds in silence.

Except that Han Weiyi occasionally muttered a few words that he couldn't understand.The quietness here is obviously inversely proportional to the atmosphere of the wine.

At this time, someone came to the stage. With Lin Weiran's understanding of the Korean entertainment industry, he certainly didn't know about this veteran singer. Applause rang out in the wine.The soothing music played stopped abruptly, but was filled with more cheers.Wear thick framed eyes.The man who looked a bit spoiled tapped the microphone, and the applause broke out again.He smiled shyly, then picked up the acoustic guitar beside him, and the whole space fell silent for an instant, and the anticipation bred in the silence was stronger than when he cheered.

The guitar sounded, and there was a refreshing sound. His eyes were focused on the stage, and the sound of the song began to echo in his ears. Lee Hyori put down his wine glass and turned his eyes to the stage, also keeping his eyes on the stage.

The songs are old songs.

Compared with the man's sophisticated singing, the song itself symbolizes a kind of memory.

Some people looked at each other and smiled with the people next to them, and some people raised their wine glasses to show a little melancholy. Li Xiaoli looked at it for a while, then turned around and drank the rest of the wine in the glass. She stood up, drunk, and naturally Unsteady, seeing her going to help Han Weiyi like this, Lin Weiran suppressed the emotions stirred up by the old singer's singing, and stood up to help, Han Weiyi who was disturbed from sleeping seemed to have opened his eyes, and seemed to be just confused, she said I didn't know what to say, but the wine was good, and I didn't drink too much. Lin Weiran carried most of her weight, and walked out with Li Xiaoli, and he smiled and apologized for disturbing others occasionally. , beside a drunkard and a queen, but not even a nod.

Outdoors, there was a cool breeze, refreshing people's spirits. Li Xiaoli put on sunglasses after calling her agent, and Han Weiyi sat on the ground, leaning her whole weight on Lin Weiran. I thought about moving the girl's head over there, but Lin Weiran's shoulders seemed to be a more comfortable pillow. This girl not only passed the exam, but also firmly straddled Lin Weiran's arms. Li Xiaoli struggled for a long time but failed, and finally Laughing absurdly, Lin Weiran looked down at the ground without making a sound.

Li Xiaoli gave up, Han Weiyi seemed more comfortable, she rubbed her head, and muttered something like a cat's chin being fondled.

"Bitch girl." Li Xiaoli was furious.

Naturally, Lin Weiran couldn't speak, but kept silent.

Lee Hyori sighed, didn't speak, just waited.

In the middle of the night, the hustle and bustle is far away from Myeongdong and Hongdae. This is a quiet corner of Seoul, which seems to reflect the lonely side of this bustling city. Lin Weiran raised her head, because Han Weiyi's hair scratched her cheeks a little itchy. Women are defenseless, not taking advantage of the situation is not determination, but the bottom line, Lin Weiran is not a moral saint, compared to most people, he is also considered a bad person, but this does not mean that he has no principles and intolerance, but he doesn't know, that's how it is His principles and intolerance make him more trustworthy than most.

When the waiters arrived, Li Xiaoli's manager was a rather burly young man. He told the manager who came to help him to go back. Li Xiaoli went back to Lin Weiran who was helping Han Weiyi to get up, and stretched out his hand to tidy up the mess on her forehead. With silky hair, she said seriously: "Weiyi is a very stubborn child. Over the years, I know that she has cried twice. The first time was when her mother passed away, and the second time was because of you."

Lin Weiran avoided Li Xiaoli's gaze, this remark made him feel uneasy, but Li Xiaoli's next sentence made him raise his head, he didn't want to face it, but had to face it.

"You send her back, and I'll text you the password of her home later."

After Li Xiaoli finished speaking, she turned around, just as Lin Weiran opened her mouth, the woman she was supporting staggered.

Drunk people will hurt themselves if they lose their center of gravity, and it will make the caregivers around them in a hurry. After Lin Weiran finally manipulates Han Weiyi so that he no longer lies on the ground, Li Xiaoli has already closed the car door, as if he is concerned about this. The younger sister who was too worried didn't care anymore.

The nanny car then started, and Queen Hyori didn't mean to be joking at all. The car quickly disappeared from sight, leaving only Lin Weiran and the woman beside him who had lost all consciousness. It took less than a minute to accept the fact, Lin Weiran seemed to be prepared for the unpredictable actions of these women. He took out his phone and notified Khmer Medicine. It's just ignoring and turning around to the destination reported by Lin Weiran.

This place is not far from Han Weiyi's home. After getting into the car, Han Weiyi seemed to have found a more comfortable pillow, so she abandoned Lin Weiran and leaned on the other side of the seat, as if planning to spend the night here. Sighing from the bottom of his heart, the Han Weiyi he saw today really made him helpless. He was silent for a while and then received a text message from Li Xiaoli. He wondered if this sister had drunk too much and was thinking wildly. Although it is in a cartoon style, it is dripping with blood. It just made Lin Weiran, who had just created this scene not long ago, speechless. After remembering the password and putting down the phone, Lin Weiran looked out the window. Han Weiyi is so complicated.

When the place arrived, Lin Weiran didn't dare to ask the Khmer medicine who had just staged a martial arts show to help him. He went up the steps and entered the gate to wait for the elevator. He supported Han Weiyi, Lin Weiran kept his eyes fixed, and finally reached the door of the apartment. The password given by Li Xiaoli really worked. After all, this elder sister still didn't punish him and joked, but it was probably because she felt sorry for Han Weiyi who was beside Lin Weiran, and she didn't turn on the light when she entered the door. After sitting down, lying on the carpeted floor, it was like returning to my hometown, unwilling to leave no matter what.

Tangled for ten minutes.

Lin Weiran never dared to do anything serious.

He was sweating profusely and panting in front of a woman who was not able to exert all his strength.

Gritting her teeth, Lin Weiran hugged Han Weiyi by the waist. The princess hug is a test of a man's arm strength. Fortunately, even if he doesn't have time to exercise his muscles, Lin Weiran is not powerless.

After entering the bedroom, he lightly put Han Weiyi on the bed. Lin Weiran was able to get out. He was sweating profusely, so he didn't have time to think about it. He stood up and wanted to leave, but was held back by Han Weiyi Clothes corner.

He turned his head and saw the woman buried her head in her hair, unable to see her expression clearly, her legs curled up, her whole body hugged into a ball, the only hand outstretched grabbed the corner of his clothes, as if unconsciously Holding it, it didn't take much force.

The old man who walked onto the stage in the wine sang a song. Lin Weiran didn't know the name, but one line of the lyrics was still fresh in his memory.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, but the woman let go of her hand. His eyes were on her body, and he remained motionless in the dark room. He watched silently with the faint light pouring in from the window.

just watch.

Like a lover and like a stranger, is it okay to continue living like this? (To be continued..)