After such a commotion, Chi Huan's desire to drink was almost affected. Moreover, as soon as the two of them drank a few glasses of low-alcohol red wine, Chi Huan remembered that he had not eaten dinner, complained that he was hungry, and simply went to a nearby place instead. restaurant to eat.
Eat, chat, and drink.
It took almost an hour or two to finish the meal. By the time Ning Youran paid the bill, Chi Huan was already too drunk to stand up.
Ning Youran struggled to support her, "Huan'er, do you want your boyfriend to pick you up, or do you want Mo Shiqian to pick you up?"
Chi Huan held her arm and rested his head on her shoulder, "Well... of course... my boyfriend."
"Then give me your phone and I'll call him."
Chi Huan didn't know if he heard her words, so he rubbed her shoulders with his eyes closed, neither answering her words nor taking out his mobile phone.
Ning Youran had no choice. She didn't have Mo Xigu's number. She couldn't unlock Chi Huan's phone even if she took it out... Seeing how drunk she was now, she probably wouldn't be able to unlock it either.
He took out his mobile phone from his bag and rummaged for a while before finding Mo Shiqian's number. When Chi Huan gave her the number, he said that if he couldn't find her, he would call her bodyguard.
The phone call came through after a while.
"Mo Shiqian? I'm Chi Huan's friend, the one you just saw in 1999. Is it convenient for you now?"
After a moment of silence, the man's cold and deep voice sounded, "What's wrong with her?"
It's self-evident who she is.
"Oh, that's it. Huan'er is drunk. I don't have her boyfriend's number. Can you come and take her home?"
After a few seconds of silence, the man's tone did not change, "Miss Ning, I'll give you Mr. Mo's number and ask him to pick it up."
Ning Youran frowned, a little dissatisfied. Not to mention that he was a bodyguard and it was his duty to pick up and drop off Chi Huan. Just now, Chi Huan was so protective of him in 1999. Is this his attitude
Probably guessing what she was thinking, Mo Shiqian said calmly on the other end, "The eldest lady was drunk and probably had a quarrel with Mr. Mo."
Ning Youran was not a dull person, so she understood what he meant immediately. Huan'er and Mo Xigu had a quarrel, and this happened to be an opportunity for reconciliation. "Okay, send me your number."
Less than ten seconds after hanging up the phone, Mo Shiqian sent the number.
Ning Youran dialed the number directly.
A ward in a hospital.
Mo Xigu looked at the sick woman distractedly. He picked up the phone as soon as it vibrated.
What was displayed was an unfamiliar number without a note. Su Yabing, who was sleeping very lightly, groaned, frowned, and hung up the phone with a swipe of his finger.
However, before he put the phone back, it vibrated again. His brows furrowed even more. He took it out and was about to hang up again, but found the words Mo Shiqian displayed on the screen.
His eyes froze and darkened, then he strode towards the door and slid down the answer button when opening the door.
Two words that were cold and understated, "Master Mo."
Mo Xigu stood in the corridor of the hospital, his pale color immersed in the smell of disinfectant, "You are looking for me, what's the matter?"
Mo Shiqian said calmly on the other end, "The eldest lady is drunk."
Chi Huan was drunk.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, and the deeper upset surged up again. He closed his eyes and said solemnly, "I know."
"Master Mo, let me give you a piece of advice," the man's voice on the other end of the phone was clear and indifferent, "Chi Huan's thoughts are not as shallow as you think, and Su Yabing's thoughts are deeper than you think. Also, don't be too sure of a woman's mouth. You never really got her, but you almost lost her."
Mo Xigu was stunned. Before he could say anything, the caller had already hung up.
The man's cold and even slightly mocking words echoed in his ears.
[You never really got her, but you are almost losing her.]
Ning Youran's second call came in. He stared at the number and accepted it anyway.
"Is it Mo Xigu? I'm Chi Huan's friend."
"Where are you?"
"ah?"
"I'll go pick her up. Where are you?"
Ning Youran was a little confused. She hadn't said what happened yet, but she didn't think much and directly reported her address, "We are in the Valley House opposite 1999. Do you know this place?"
"Well, I'll be right over."
Before Ning Youran could say yes, there was only a busy signal on her phone.
Mo Xigu put away the phone and returned to the ward, only to find that the woman who was lying there had woken up. Her face was pale and bloodless, like paper, and her whole body was as thin as a paper figure.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?"
Su Yabing shook her head gently, "Xigu."
"The doctor said you need to rest. Go to sleep."
The woman's eyes were full of sadness, "Your mother said that in two days... you will marry her."
Mo Xigu looked at her and was silent for a few seconds, "Yes."
She asked with some difficulty, "Is it... because of me?"
"No, I originally planned to marry her."
"Then... Xigu, do you love her?"
like?
Suddenly, he gave her flowers and her smile when she held the red rose appeared in front of his eyes. His throat seemed to be blocked, and he could not admit it or say anything to deny it.
Su Yabing asked repeatedly, "Do you love her?"
Before he finished speaking, tears already overflowed from his eyes, pale, painful, and even desperate.
She lowered her head, tears falling on the quilt, but she forced a smile again, "In your heart, do you actually blame me for... getting married not long after I left you?"
Mo Xigu looked at her and said nothing.
She was actually right, he did blame her, because when he was still in pain, she was already married.
Su Yabing raised her face, tears had spread all over her face, and her sad expression was pleading, "If you don't love her... can you not marry her?"
She bit her lip hard, "I originally just wanted to come back and see what kind of girl you married... But I found that I really couldn't watch you get married... "
She was sitting in the hospital bed, sobbing all over, and her shoulders were shaking violently, as if she would collapse at any time.
Mo Xigu looked at her long black hair scattered on the white mattress, and his heart inevitably softened. Once upon a time, he thought he would love her forever.
The result is that now he is forced by his mother to cut his wrists to keep his innocence.
With a low sigh, he walked over, leaned over and hugged her shoulders.
… …
Twenty minutes later.
Ning Youran looked at Chi Huan lying on the table, watching the time and waiting.
Until a man about forty years old came over and asked politely, "Are they Miss Chi and Miss Ning?"
Ning Youran frowned, "We are, are you?"
"I am Mr. Mo's driver. Mr. Mo asked me to take Miss Chi home."