The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 30 32: Your heart, believe it or not [5]

Song Qianqian's eyes staring at her were full of unwavering determination, as if they had a different light, and at the same time they were full of dazzling sadness.

But before she said these words, she thought for a while, and she probably told her after careful language organization in her mind.When she profiled her face, it was like a silent oil painting, which was extraordinarily beautiful against the neon lights outside.

My sister is four years older than me, so she must have had more experience than me, so it must be empathetic for her to say such a thing.

The waves in Song Manxi's eyes faded away, she lowered her eyes, stared at the half-eaten vegetable and fruit salad in a daze, and kept stirring the plate with a spoon.

Pondered for a long time.

"Sister, if... I tell you, maybe now, even I don't know if I still have confidence in him, then what should I do? As a saying goes, time can really make a person Changed beyond recognition, in those times apart from each other, things changed, maybe, really not just a little bit."

Song Manxi picked up the red wine brought by the waiter, poured a full glass, put it in his hand, shook it, and the aroma of the wine overflowed.

She took a breath, and still took a big gulp. It actually took courage to say these things. It seemed that the emotions that had been dusty for seven years and the grievances of the past nine months really came out at this moment.

The smell of red wine gradually dissipated, which made her feel even more distressed: "Actually, I never thought that things would become like this. I came back because of what I have been insisting on before. I want to prove that it is correct. That's all, but now, everything seems to be silently telling me that this is just my wishful thinking."

Because of drinking, her little face was flushed, and she kept muttering, which was indescribably alluring.

Brother Jun Xiao also said that she would go to his villa to find him on weekends and accompany him?He said that if he didn't go, the Jun family would be stabbed.She knew that it would be a physical transaction, but it would lead her to the boundless hell.

They are husband and wife, and this is the obligation between husband and wife.

But if she had to do these things, it would make her feel unspeakably sad and disgusted.

Song Qianqian listened silently, her words contained a lot of information, and she could naturally discover some connections among them, but everyone's feelings cannot involve other people, otherwise, it would be cut and messed up.

Song Manxi wanted to continue pouring wine for herself, but was stopped by Song Qianqian: "Qiqian, you've drunk too much, stop drinking."

Song Manxi raised her tearful eyes and looked at her with a flushed face. The arm supporting the edge of the table was a little weak. She poked her chest: "I'm not drunk, no, but it's better to be drunk. , I don’t have to think about so many things anymore when I’m drunk. Maybe, if I don’t think too much, now I won’t feel that I have become so useless.

I found that I can't do anything well, marrying someone but hurting others, wanting to protect others but don't know how to do it, I'm just doing it to myself."

After finishing speaking, Song Manxi's voice became smaller and smaller, and then she lay down on the table, fell into a dizzy sleep and fell asleep.

It seemed that he was in a dream, and he was not very stable. Sometimes he moved his body, and sometimes he scratched his side face.

Song Qianqian withdrew her arm resting on her chin, sighed, and pressed her fingertips against her smooth forehead, muttering to herself: "Little fool, I know I can't drink enough, but I still insist on drinking, you're so drunk!" Serve it right."

　Arsenic: Qianqian is leaving, a little bit reluctant.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)