Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

To the balcony, singing just reached out to press answer.

"Is this Miss Gao, please?"

In the noisy background music, a strange male voice comes from the other end of the mobile phone.

"You are..."

"This is blue pub. One of your friends is drunk here. He didn't take his mobile phone and didn't ask questions. He reported the number. Do you know him? If you know him, we will close in a little later."

Gao Song was silent for a few seconds before he said, "can you let him answer the phone?"

"Just a moment, please."

There was a sound of zizila. Then, a drunk voice continued to come, "Xiaoge, you finally Answer my phone... "

Gao Ge's body was stunned, and her fingers could not help clenching her cell phone. She turned to look at the sugar on the sofa in the living room, pursed her lips and closed the balcony door. Then she said, "if I knew it was you, I would not have answered this phone call in the first place."

She said cold and heartless, like a cold dagger, hard into Su Jinghuan's heart, the pain made him shiver all over.

He gave a bitter smile and said in a hoarse voice, "I only dare to call you when I'm drunk, so that even if I get up tomorrow, I won't remember anything..."

Singing without speaking, Su Jinghuan is still noisy background music.

"Xiaoge, if I divorce Xiao Yin, can we still start?"

He seemed to have been brewing for a long time before he asked this question. His voice was cautious with a little expectation.

"What to start with?" Singing and silent for a moment, he asked in a low voice.

"Forget all these years, let's go to a place we don't know and start again. Don't you always want to open your own gallery? We'll open a small gallery. You paint and I'll sell it for you. When we have a rest, we'll go to the London eye you want to visit most, enjoy the breeze on the banks of the Thames, and draw the world in your eyes..."

Su Jinghuan speaks very slowly. He is describing his own fantasy world. For a moment, people can't bear to interrupt. But the dream is still a dream. When he wakes up, everything goes as usual.

For a long time, singing softly, "you are drunk."

She didn't have cruelty to say another word, I love cloud Ze, Su Jing's pain in the heart, this moment, she suddenly began to understand.

The most painful thing in the world is love. If you don't meet at the beginning, you won't be heartbroken now. How beautiful love is, how much it hurts.

In love this matter, Su Jinghuan is right, she is also right, mu Yunze is more right, in the final analysis, it is just predestined.

From the other end of the phone came a sobbing sob, singing, fingers trembling, eyes a little wet, she tightly clenched her fingers, sharp nails into the palm, pain, let her try to restrain the mood.

"Take a taxi home. Xiao Yin is still waiting for you."

Su Jinghuan did not hang up the phone, he hoarse, choked, "the most painful thing in my life is that when I was most helpless, I met someone who wanted to protect my life. Now I have everything, but I don't have you any more. If this is the price, can I pray for God to take back these things? In that case, my little song will not come back."

Singing tears drop by drop, holding the mobile phone hand gently shaking, for a long time, she can restrain to say a complete word, "I never regret my every love, but I never miss."

She said and cut off the phone.

Holding the balcony fence in both hands, looking up at the sky hanging on the first quarter of the moon, tears Susu down.

She claims to be heartless and sentimental. Even if her childhood love has not been achieved, it is still the most beautiful holy land in her heart. However, everything will never go back.

She stood there for a long time before she dialed the number again.

After a while, the other party answered, "Hello, can you call a car for the gentleman just now and send it to qianrui community..."

"The gentleman has just been picked up by his friend."

Singing a Zheng, then said, "that's OK, thank you."

After she went back to the room, she went straight to the bedroom and said, "you don't want to eat?"

Singing did not turn around, light way, "I ate, first bath."

Fang sugar "Oh", bowed his head and continued to arrange the next month's schedule.

When Bai Xiaoran arrives at the blue pub, Su Jinghuan is talking on the phone with his mobile phone in his arms. His appearance is particularly embarrassed. The voice of his voice in the phone is more hurtful.

She never thought, this man, for the sake of singing, will put the posture so low, low to the dust, low let her doubt, this is not the high spirited Tang Qinghuan she knew before.

Even if again true, the other party or cut off the phone, not nostalgic at all.

He called on the phone for a long time. She was in a state of confusion. She rushed over and took Su Jinghuan's mobile phone away. She said in a loud voice, "look what you're like now. You get drunk every day. Do you think that singing like this will change your mind? No! She doesn't love you any more. She is guarding the beautiful Mrs. mu. Where can you remember who you are! When on earth will you understand it? ""Pa!"

Su Jinghuan smashed the quilt to Bai Xiaoran's feet and said with a cold face, "get out!"

Bai Xiaoran's body trembled and her eyes became red.

"For a woman who doesn't love you, look what you've tortured yourself to be!"

Su Jinghuan didn't speak and poured wine into his mouth one cup after another.

I poured it too hard and choked into my throat. I vomited it all at once.

The bartender's face was a little ugly. Bai Xiaoran hurriedly took out a few hundred yuan and handed it to him. In a low voice, "can you help me to help him to the car?"

The bartender looks better and helps Bai Xiaoran to help Su Jinghuan into the taxi.

The driver turned his head and said, "where to?"

"The nearest hotel."

Bai Xiaoran faintly returned a sentence, took out a handkerchief and gently helped Su Jinghuan wipe the filthy corners of her mouth. Her eyes were filled with heartache and hatred.

She cares so much about people, singing but dislike is like garbage, since can't give him the future, then why to provoke him!

"Little song..."

He muttered softly.

Bai Xiaoran clenched her handkerchief and said in a low voice, "it's clear that the first person you know is me. Why do you never remember..."

Drunk Su Jinghuan, of course, won't answer her question. Bai Xiaoran carefully dirty the handkerchief into the bread and received it again. When she lifted her eyes, her eyes became extremely cold.

It's another night of drunken sleep. His head aches badly. Su Jinghuan reaches out to touch his temple. As soon as he moves, he feels heavy on his arm. His body is slightly stiff and turns his head hesitantly.

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