Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 378 The Rejected Bai Weiyang ([-])
In the bouquet of pure white flowers she carried, the pure white viburnum flowers were scattered all over the ground.

Didn't you send out the flowers?

Feng Songjie walked in front of her step by step, the dishes on the table didn't move a bit, she seemed to have not seen her, she was still drinking in silence.

Feng Songjie sat beside her, without saying a word, and poured himself a glass of wine from the wine bottle.

Start drinking with her cup by cup.

Didn't say anything.

Because for a broken-hearted person, it is useless to say anything.

There is only one drunk to relieve a thousand worries.

... After Bai Weiyang drank a glass of wine, he threw the glass on the ground, bang, the glass rolled along the velvet red carpet without breaking.

She took the "love letter" on the opposite table.Without making a sound, he tore the love letter into pieces, and with a wave of his hand, the love letter turned into snowflakes and scattered all over the two of them.

Sitting on the chair again, the gurgling music is still in my ears.

Feng Songjie poured her a glass of wine, but she didn't take it. She directly took the red wine bottle next to her and poured it like a drink.

Feng Songjie: ...

This way of drinking will kill people.

But there is no way to stop it, he knows what it feels like to be rejected.

Because he was also rejected by her.

The only way to prevent it now is for two people to fight, so he quietly looked at her profile.

thought.

Your so-called heartbeat is like farting. When the smell dissipates, there is only air left.

He doesn't want you, I want you.

But you don't like me.

This makes me how to comfort you who are hurt.

The two drank wine in tacit understanding, and after a while, Feng Songjie whispered.

"I want to buy a piece of land from you."

Bai Weiyang raised her brows and eyes lightly, a confused smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Is it a cemetery?"

Feng Songjie smiled: "No. It's your determination."

Bai Weiyang curled the corners of her lips and smiled blankly.

Feng Songjie didn't expect her to respond, everyone was drunk if he was not drunk, her drunken eyes were full of ignorance and confusion, her cheeks became flushed, and she was so cute.

He couldn't help stretching out his hands to pinch the chubby bun's face, muttering as he squeezed.

"Now you are cute, you will be cute when you get old, and you will be cute when you die."

The person who had become a little drunk didn't realize that he was being teased, but he gave Feng Songjie a "violent" look in his eyes, but in Feng Songjie's eyes, that look looked more like a coquettish complaint.

She knocked off his hand and yelled at him holding the wine bottle.

"Don't be fussy, brother! Drink!"

Feng Songjie: ...

I couldn't help the corners of my mouth twitching.

Brother, your head...

Who is your brother.

The drunken girl, her eyes were wet and teary, she pouted, like a stubborn child, frowning, and continued her big career of drinking.

Feng Songjie doesn't drink very well, he doesn't want both of them to get drunk, and then they won't be able to go home.

Feng Songjie lowered his head and sighed.

"Do you know what my weakness is?"

The dim-witted little girl turned her head and looked at her unconsciously. Her eyes were empty, almost out of focus, and she responded to his question with a blank expression.

Feng Songjie lowered his head and smiled slightly, patted her head: "It's your fault."

The person holding the wine bottle turned his head again and glanced at Feng Songjie. Because of drinking, he showed his usual 101 smiling face.

Smirking like a smiley goof.

This kind of smiling face... At first glance, there is no difference from usual.Except for the wine bottle in his hand, he couldn't put it down at all.

Feng Songjie remained silent.

(End of this chapter)