Looking at the empty wine bottles scattered on the table, she knew that the devil in white had not lied to her. She had indeed drunk too much.
"I didn't do anything stupid, did I?" she asked worriedly.
"No." The devil in white looked at her coldly.
Shen Ning smiled mockingly, got up from the ground, patted the dirt on her skirt, sat back on the chair, held her head and closed her eyes.
Her head was heavy and she wanted to sleep, but after just drinking the hangover soup, her consciousness was unusually clear.
"I hate you."
She suddenly whispered three words.
The face of the devil in white didn't change at all. He looked at her coldly and suddenly asked her:
"will you marry me?"
Shen Ning replied almost without hesitation: "No!"
She was stunned as soon as the words came out.
She raised her head and looked blankly at the devil in white, her brows furrowed tightly, why would he ask her this question.
The devil in white's eyes flashed with light, but his voice was still as cold as before.
"Are you willing to marry Qi Yanyu?"
"I...of course I am willing." She hesitated for a moment before replying.
"Are you willing to marry Chu Mochuan?"
“…”
Shen Ning subconsciously wanted to nod, but she bit her lips hard, and tears came to her eyes.
Her heart hurt, as if someone had squeezed it hard. When she heard the word Mo Chuan, she would feel a suffocating pain, especially when she was most conscious.
She didn't answer.
The devil in white did not continue to ask.
"Who would you most like to spend your life with?"
Shen Ning's lips opened, but no sound came out.
She looked confused, and her mind was thinking incomprehensibly.
who? Who does she want to spend her life with
An answer was on her lips, but she struggled with her inner self and refused to answer.
Her expression became more and more painful, she held her head in her hands and murmured: "It hurts, my head hurts so much..."
It was as if there were countless villains hitting her head with awls. Her head hurt more and more until it became so painful that her vision went black and she lost consciousness.
Shen Ning didn't know if she was in a coma or dreaming.
Even in unconsciousness, she still felt a severe headache.
Something cold and abnormally touched her forehead, which actually gave her a cool stimulation. She felt that her headache seemed to be relieved a little, but soon, the cold thing left her forehead.
"Don't, don't leave, don't go..." She subconsciously reached out to grab it, trying to keep the coolness.
Sure enough, she caught something cold.
As if she had found a treasure, she put the thing on her forehead, and the painful expression on her face slowly eased.
The devil in white looked at her silently for a while, his eyes fell on the silver mask that she held tightly, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.
She fell asleep, but there seemed to be a mocking smile on her lips.
*
When she woke up, Shen Ning still felt like she was in a dream.
She sat up in confusion and found herself lying in a familiar wooden house. It was still the same town, and it was still the same wooden bed she had been lying on for several months. But the bed was covered with soft quilts, exuding sunshine and warmth. Clean smell.
What happened yesterday
She rubbed her forehead and couldn't remember.
Her memory has always been exceptionally good, which is her most proud asset.
But for some reason, all her memories of yesterday stopped at the moment she stepped into the restaurant, and then stopped abruptly.
As drunk people often say, it's broken.