It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 218 Letting You In
Qiao Yue put on her coat and went out. The moment she opened the door, she was still shivering from the cold coming from the gap.

Wearing home-like pink fluffy slippers on her feet, she has the illusion of "who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do" when she takes an extra step outside.

When she finally moved to the side of the street lamp, the street lamp boy in black tuxedo also looked at her.

In fact, from the moment she opened the door, the other party looked at her.

Those pitch-black eyes stared straight at her.

The face that had been kissed by an angel was seductively cold.

"what are you doing here?"

In the dark night, under the street lamp, the girl's cold voice sounded, and it was only then that Shen Zheyi realized that he was not hallucinating because he drank too much alcohol.

"Why did you come out?" He scanned her whole body with obviously tired eyes, "Isn't it cold?"

Qiao Yue asked back, "Aren't you cold?"

The other party's lips were bloodless, and she was dressed so gracefully, it is estimated that Ye would not be too warm.

Seeing that Shen Zheyi didn't speak, Qiao Yue asked again, "Why don't you go home and come here?"

Shen Zheyi glanced at her, then lowered his eyes again, his tone was very light, but Qiao Yue could hear a sense of misery.

"I have nowhere to go."

Another gust of wind blew, and together with the tree next to it that didn't have many leaves, it floated down again and landed on the ground between the two of them.

I have never seen such a face-saving tree.

This tragic theme is rendered very naturally.

Normally, Qiao Yue might have turned around and slammed the door.

But probably tonight's artistic conception was too good, and the lights were dimly lit, so she took two steps forward.

"Young man, please tell your story."

Shen Zheyi: "..."

He watched her put the hood of the jacket on her head, and zip it up to the top, and finally retracted her hands into the sleeves, as if she was really ready to listen to the story.

He tried his best to hold his eyelids, "What do you want to hear?"

Qiao Yue: "Tell me what you're unhappy about, and make me happy."

Shen Zheyi: "...haha."

After another two or three seconds, Shen Zheyi raised his eyes, still looking like he was drinking fake wine, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Come in."

Qiao Yue paused for a moment, then asked a lot, "What about you?"

"I can't even stay at your door, can I?"

This time it was even worse.

If Shen Zheyi could say this with tears, Qiao Yue would believe without hesitation that he was a scumbag who abandoned his wife and son in TV dramas.

For a long time, until she felt that it was too cold that day, she hesitated for a while, and finally bit her lower lip, "Why don't you come in?"

Shen Zheyi's eyes flickered for a moment, and he almost thought that he was having auditory hallucinations after being drunk, when he heard the girl in front of him say again: "Why don't you forget it."

playing with him.

Shen Zheyi squinted his eyes and wanted to stand up, but his body was uncontrollable, he swayed, and he was about to fall.

The moment he fell down, Shen Zheyi was still thinking, what a shame.

But after he really came into close contact with the cold concrete floor, he saw the girl who wrapped herself into a rice dumpling knelt down and reached out to support him, and sighed, "I let you in, don't fall down first, you It's too heavy for me to get you in."

Qiao Yue was quite conflicted. If this person was really drunk and passed out, shouldn't she call 120?

(End of this chapter)