School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 937 Who Made You Do It

"..."

Closing her eyes and pursing her lips, she tightened her body to drive away the complicated emotions in her mind.

The fatigue after a few days made her exhausted. She thought she would suffer from insomnia, but she never thought that soon, she couldn't bear the tired breath and fell deeply into a dream.

A pair of dark and affectionate eyes fell on her fair face.

Looking at her calm face, his mood also calmed down.

Just looking at her will bring happiness to the bottom of my heart. I wish I could look at her like this until I grow old.

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a corner of the yard.

He squatted by the corner, holding the wine bottle in his big hand, drinking one sip after another, non-stop.

The bleak eyes looked at the horizon, the last ray of sunlight left, the setting sun plummeted to the other side of the mountain, and the afterglow of the sunset glowed half the sky.

On the grass, there are empty wine bottles strewn about, sprinting towards his sadness and pain.

An Xin cautiously stood not far away, looking at his depraved and thoughtful appearance.

"Ow..."

Hani curled up at his feet, raised his head occasionally, and wailed at him sadly.

The last July is not here, and the male owner is not in the mood, he is so hungry that he has no energy left.

The room that was originally full of laughter and sweetness is rushing towards the breath of despair and desolation at this moment...

"You said, will she come back?"

"Aw..." Hani let out a low hum weakly, lying on the ground with his head limp.

"Ah."

He smiled bitterly, with wet tears in the corners of his eyes, a kind of pain spread all over his body, never letting go of any gap.

"She's not coming back."

As if answering for Hani, after he finished speaking, he raised his head and gulped down his wine.

I wanted to numb the pain in my heart with alcohol, but I didn't expect that the more I drank, the greater the pain in my heart.

"Squeak."

The courtyard door was quietly pushed open, and the graceful and luxurious woman looked around with a box in her hand.

"Ye Zun..."

When she saw him, her eyes were filled with joy, but when she noticed his depraved posture, an anxious breath immediately appeared.

Before he had time to think about it, he walked up to him in a hurry, lowered his head, there were many empty wine bottles under his feet, and seeing him drunk to the point of drunkenness, his heart suddenly ached.

"Don't drink, you have a bad stomach, so you can't drink."

There was no one in Ye Zun's eyes. When he picked up the wine and was about to drink it, Mrs. Feng hurriedly snatched the bottle away and put it aside.

He was startled, and looked at her slightly coldly.

Mrs. Feng ignored his displeasure and opened the bag, "I made you porridge, stewed soup, and some steamed stuffed buns. Would you like some food?"

"Who told you to do this?"

"Uh."

Mrs. Feng was taken aback, then smiled, and explained softly, "No, I want to make something for you."

"No need, take it away!" His attitude was as indifferent as frost, giving people a sense of oppression.

Mrs. Feng looked at him puzzled. He was so indifferent, as if he had returned to the original him, which made her unable to respond for a while.

In pain, she suppressed the tumbling emotions, and persuaded her, "Last time, when you and Qiyue came to dinner, mom thought you forgive me, and she was very happy in her heart. I have never dared to ask for your forgiveness all this time. Thinking about doing something silently for you, I am very happy from the bottom of my heart."

July……

The name hurt his heart.

Think about it, he has done a lot of tolerant things for her, and has been trying his best to make her happy.

But the result?

No matter what he did, it was because of that man, she hurt him deeply, and he couldn't reach her heart after all.

(End of this chapter)