Today Should Be Preferred

Tinglan was also a little drowsy because he had drunk a little bit of wine. But Zhuo Yuan was in a clear state of mind at this time, and he was the only sober person on the court.

But speaking of being awake, he was not so awake, especially when he finally changed to sit next to Tinglan. When Tinglan didn’t know when he leaned his head on his shoulder, what was he still awake? Her scent hits, and others are already weak. Huo, keeping a posture and daring not to move.

The private room was very quiet in the middle of the night, and most of the students fell asleep leaning on the sofa. Zhuo Yuan was originally very restrained and gentleman. He had been motionless and let her lean against him. He was already very content at such a close distance.

However, Tinglan didn't know when he turned sideways slightly, half of his body was lying on his body, and his hands were directly wrapped around his waist.

Zhuo Yuan’s heart was about to burst. The warm yellow room with a little dim light expanded people’s emotions infinitely. Zhuo Yuan couldn’t calm down anymore, so he gently stretched his hand around her and hugged her. She is small, soft.

As if he had done something terribly bad, his heart was trembling, his face was hot and hot, but in fact, he had no other thoughts, just holding it like this, thinking about the world.

She had no idea at first, but she fell asleep, her hands around his waist tightened, and her face was still rubbing against his chest. The little beast in Zhuo Yuan's heart began to scurry again, almost making him sane.

He lowered his head slightly, and dropped a kiss on her forehead, his lips hot. She looked up slightly as if being scalded, and sighed lightly.

There is a little bit of sweet wine in the breath, and her lips are already beautiful, even under the warm yellow light, you can see the water shine. This is the person he has silently liked and followed in his heart for three years. No matter how well-trained Zhuo Yuan is, no matter how strong his restraint ability is, he can't control it at this time. He gently lowered his head and kissed his hot lips gently. Go up.

The heart is beating with pain. This kiss was his first kiss, and it was also a kiss in which he poured all his emotions into it, but even so, he just kissed gently, not daring to go deeper.

Without her knowing, he knew too much, so he didn't dare to hold her anymore. He was not a saint, and he was afraid that he would continue with the second or third kiss. He let go of the hand around her, and even turned his face slightly to the right, pulling the distance between the two of them.

However, Tinglan, who had lost his protective power, was in a daze. She might be afraid that she would fall, so she arched into his arms again so that she could hug him better.

After Zhuo Yuan fought with the heavenly people, he turned his face back helplessly and stretched out his hand to hug her. That night, to Zhuo Yuan, his heart was as happy as a dream, but his body was an unprecedented suffering. He had transformed from a teenager to a youth. Many things were the self-reaction of the body. He could only endure it and let her. "Tossing" him unconsciously. Both bitter and happy.

He thought that when she wakes up in the morning, he will confess, feel at ease for the heartbeat after a glimpse in the first year of high school, and ask for an answer for the three years of bitter love. He can't wait, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.

He thought about it, but fell asleep at 5 o'clock in the morning unknowingly.

He didn't know, if he didn't fall asleep at 5 o'clock then, if he confessed, would life be completely different, because there is no if.

Ting Lan didn't know why. At 5 o'clock in the morning, her heart suddenly hurt and she woke up unexpectedly. My heart was empty, only to realize that I regarded Zhuo Yu'an as the big bear at home, and kept sleeping with others in his arms. Fortunately, he was asleep too, maybe she didn't know, so she left from KTV as if to escape.

She had no dreams last night, but the sudden panic in the morning made her a little uncomfortable. She took the earliest bus home. There were very few people on the street at this time. Only some morning stall owners were blowing smoke and fire, and sanitation workers were cleaning on the side of the road. Everything was so common.

After the car drove a few stops, the city really woke up. She got off the bus and walked home, and bought her parents their favorite breakfast by the way.

She walked into the community, walked into this place where she had lived for more than ten years, just like every day in the past.

However, with the dull sound of falling objects from a height, the memory of that morning was completely blurred. Only the **** red shadow, the screams afterwards, the sound of the ambulance, and the cry of mother.

These were intertwined, always fuzzy, her whole body was trembling, and the breakfast in her hand also fell and scattered all over the floor. She felt it was a dream, and pinched her fingers into her palms, causing pain, and the warm, sticky feeling on the soles of her feet also made her uncomfortable.

In fact, there is not so much blood that can stain her white canvas shoes red. It is her soy milk spilled on the upper and on the ground, and the splashed blood stains the canvas shoes little by little.

She stood there sluggishly, even having difficulty breathing. I don’t know how long it took or where she was. Everything was blurred. It wasn’t until she was slapped on the back by her mother that she gasped. But I can only make the voice of Dad, Dad.

Mother held her crying all the time, crying so badly.

After Ting Lan left home last night, she quarreled with Shu Minghai again, but last night, Shu Minghai did not refute her, let her complain, only said to her before going to bed: I'm sorry, so You have worked so hard for many years.

She blamed herself, did she put too much pressure on him, and did not understand the difficulties of his work, which led him to this path. Zhang Heqiang endured his grief and began to contact people in his work unit, Xu Tao, and his friends, wanting to understand why Shu Minghai became like this, and want to know what happened to him? But these people who enthusiastically communicate with each other avoided her.

Tinglan watched her mother make phone calls one by one, but was rejected one by one. Until the end, a strange and aggressive man finally came. Next to him was Xu Tao. He sternly said that his father had committed a crime. They kept silent about their father's death, and father defended himself by death.

Ting Lan had a simple idea at the time. People are dead, so what else is there to guarantee?

Only her mother suddenly became silent. She has been an accountant for most of her life, and many things can be done at a glance. It's just that Zhang He also wondered, if Shu Minghai is really embezzled, where did the greedy money go?

Or is it that he is not greedy, but is forced to take the blame for others?

At that time, Zhang He completely trusted Shu Minghai's behavior. She was sure that he was forced to be helpless, and he was carrying the blame for others and dying for others.