After a dance, Cao Yang and Wang Man came back to find Xiarou. Immediately found that Xia Rou's face was pale.
"What's wrong?" He frowned.
"A little dizzy." Xia Rou whispered, "I want to go back first."
"Does it matter? Or go to the hospital?"
"No, maybe... a little hypoglycemia, just go back and take a rest."
Cao Yang took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Yang, telling him to drive the car to the door.
He sent Xia Rou to the car: "Go back to bed early, don't stay up late."
Xia Rou nodded: "You also come back earlier."
Cao Yang said: "I have friends here, and I may not go back tonight."
"Oh, then... drink less wine."
"Understood, housekeeper." Seeing that her complexion has improved, Cao Yang is also in the mood to joke.
"If you drink too much, you will go crazy again." Xia Rou muttered.
In his previous life, eldest brother had never done anything like drunken madness in front of her. I don't know what's going on in this life, I always feel that his painting style is wrong...
She was chattery at a young age, like an old woman.
Cao Yang stuffed her head back into the car, and waved his hands in disgust.
The car drove away.
After the dance party ended, Cao Yang got into Fa Xiaoer's car.
"Where's your car?" Fa Xiaoer asked.
"Take my sister home."
"Your sister?" Fa Xiao'er couldn't react for a while.
"Xia Rou."
"... Didn't you say that you have no blood relationship?"
"Whether they are related by blood or not, they are all my sisters."
"That child..." Fa Xiaoer's surname is Huo, he took a puff of cigarette, narrowed his eyes, "The waist is quite thin..."
The language is bantering.
Cao Yang glanced at him lightly, with the intention of warning.
Fa Xiao'er had a laugh, turned his head away, and wisely stopped bringing up the matter.
At the club they frequented, they met another group of people.
Hu Chen took a few young people with him.
Hu Chen is five or six years younger than Cao Yang, and he didn't catch up with Cao Yang when he was a child. He is more familiar with Cao An.
The people he leads are also generally young, in their early twenties. Obviously with him at the head.
"Brother Cao Yang." He greeted, "There are just a few of you, why don't you go together?"
The people on Cao Yang's side are all in their thirties, and they don't usually play with the smaller group.
But today, there are only four people, so I feel a little deserted. Men drink and prefer to be lively.
The two groups of people got together and went to Cao Yang's fixed private room here.
People who can be mixed with people like Hu Chen are quite winky. The atmosphere quickly heated up.
Among them was a handsome young man who was unfamiliar and very attentive. He tried his best to approach Cao Yang.
Cao Yang asked his name.
"My name is Liang Zihuan." He said with a smile.
There is no family surnamed Liang in the top circles in the provincial capital.
little people.
Cao Yang didn't bother to remember his name at all.
Mother Sang quickly brought in a group of princesses, who were fat, swallows and thin, each with their own strengths.
The men all waved to their favorite princess. Only Cao Yang didn't move with his cigarette in his mouth.
Liang Zihuan also reached out to a princess he liked... Hu Chen kicked him down. He reacted quickly, and directly extended his hand to the other princess.
Hu Chen saw that the princess looked unfamiliar, as if she was new here. He went over and gave her a push, and motioned to Cao Yang, "That one."
The princess came to her senses, twisted her slender waist and sat beside Cao Yang.
"New here?" Cao Yang asked. "how old are you?"
"20."
"what is it call"
"Sissy."
Cao Yang nodded, and fought with Fa Xiaoer for wine.
Liang Zihuan took advantage of Hu Chen to go to the toilet and chased him to ask for advice.
What everyone knows, Hu Chen doesn't hide his secrets: "It's the old rule. The one with the thinnest waist is for Cao Yang."
I see.
Cao Yang patted Qianqian's waist, but felt that the touch was still not good enough, so he lost interest.
For some reason, I thought of Xia Rou, and suddenly realized my negligence.
She was pale and said she was anemic. But at that time, the moment he called her, there was clearly some fear in her expression...
Cao Yang frowned.
But when she thought of the car again, she didn't look like she was in trouble. He let go of his heart again.
Ask her when I get home, he thought.
Just drink to your heart's content.
Tonight, I didn't bring Sissy to the stage. Get someone to take him home.
On the way, he started to feel drunk and became dizzy and unconscious. After entering the house, he went straight into the elevator.
I wanted to lie on the bed and go to sleep, but for some reason, I pressed "2".
There is no difference between the corridors on the second floor and the third floor. I touched the door of my "own bedroom" in a daze. I pushed the door and entered. It was so dark that I couldn't see clearly, but the pattern was exactly the same, so I fell down when I touched the bed …
Xia Rou got up in a daze at night to go to the bathroom, and then went back to the bed, there was a big living person on the bed!
She almost screamed in fright!
Rolling out of bed and turning on the bedside lamp, I saw an all-too-familiar face.
Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.
Called Cao Yang twice, but there was no movement.
Climbed up on the bed and pushed him twice, closed his eyes and remained motionless.
The smell of alcohol came out of his body, and when he smelled it carefully, there was also a smell of perfume in the alcohol.
Xia Rou suddenly had a headache.
Cao Yang's bedroom is upstairs from hers, and the location and layout are exactly the same. As soon as he thought about it, he knew that this guy must have drunk too much and went to the wrong floor.
She tried to help him up... Cao Yang was 1.84 meters tall, so he was not as strong as a bear like Cao Xing, nor could she support him with his thin arms! Bai was sweating profusely.
Xia Rou glanced at the alarm clock by the bedside. It was past one o'clock at night, and it was almost two o'clock... Worried, do you want to wake everyone up at this time
Before she went to bed at night, she saw through the window that Cao Xiong's car was coming back, but Cao An and the others seemed not to be at home.
If you want to call someone, you have to go to the side building and ask Xiao Yang and Uncle Zhou to help... It's motivating the crowd...
…
never mind.
Seeing that Cao Yang was sleeping soundly, Xia Rou thought, let's just sleep on it, give him the bed, and she will sleep on the sofa.
She rubbed her arms and looked at Cao Yang again.
The suit was thrown on the rug. The tie was still hanging around his neck, and he didn't even take off his shoes!
Xia Rou had no choice but to take off his shoes and socks, and hugged his legs to the bed. The tie was also taken off.
After thinking about it, the belt was also taken off for him, so as not to make it uncomfortable. Just let him wear a shirt and trousers and lie down with his clothes on.
Turned off the lights, and there was a moment of darkness. After a few seconds, the line of sight slowly recovered.
In the darkness, he could vaguely see his face. Eyes closed... so quiet... It seems that I have never seen him like this in my memory...
The forehead is full, the eyebrows are thick, and the bridge of the nose is straight.
In the past, the corners of his mouth that were tightly pursed as a conditioned reflex when he saw her, are now relaxed...
When she died, she thought she would never see him again...
She clearly remembered that the last thing that flashed in her mind at that time was his face.
People say that the last person a person thinks of before death is the closest person.
He nursed her for ten years from her girlhood to her youth. Ten years... For her, he has already become her closest relative.
In the dark, Xia Rou sat on the bed with her knees hugged and kept looking at the man.
I watched for a long time...
I feel that I can look at him quietly like this, and my heart is full of unspeakable satisfaction.
She watched him motionless, only his chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing. Suddenly, she didn't know what she dreamed of, her brows frowned, and the word "Chuan" she was familiar with appeared.
Xia Rou knelt on the bed, leaned forward, stretched out her hand... two index fingers gently, lightly... stroked his eyebrows, stretched them, and erased the word "Chuan".
Seeing him motionless, I couldn't help but lightly... held his hand...
Cao Yang's palm was big and warm, and she needed two hands to cover his hand.
She is familiar with this hand. The fingers are long, with well-defined and strong knuckles.
She remembered the way he held a cigarette between his fingers when he watched her laugh. I also remember that when he faced her with nowhere to vent his anger, he slammed the cigarette butt out in the ashtray.
She still remembers the heat of this hand rubbing her head vigorously. Sometimes it runs down her hair and touches the back of her neck, and when it stays there, her palms are hot.
But will leave soon.
In this life, she was very obedient and obedient. She never made him angry, and she listened carefully to everything he said. She and Cao Yang seem to be closer than in previous lives.
But she can feel that there is a familiar feeling between her and her eldest brother... I can't find it...
Those feelings that made her nostalgic and missed seemed to be gradually moving away from her.
This made her deeply uneasy.
She held his hand and lay down slowly. Pillow your face into his dry, warm palm.
A little bit to recall all kinds of past lives.
Even though this life seems to be better, but... she doesn't want to forget her past life.
Slowly, sleepiness hit.
At some point, she closed her eyes...
…
…
When Cao Yang woke up, he felt that the bed was comfortable, and there was a warm and soft body beside him.
Without opening his eyes, he turned over and hugged the woman beside him.
What I bought was not a woman's smooth skin, but something that feels comfortable... pure cotton pajamas
Feeling wrong, Cao Yang opened his eyes suddenly.
Close at hand is Zhang's sleeping face like an angel.
Flawless purity, childlike security.
Snuggled next to him, completely defenseless.
Cao Yang held his breath and looked at her for a moment. Quietly prop up the body.
Her long hair spread all over the bed, and her light gray cotton nightdress was wrinkled and piled on her thighs. She curled up like a baby in a mother's womb.
He held on to his arm tightly...
Cao Yang looked down at himself.
Although the shirt was unbuttoned by two buttons, it was still well worn on himself. Trousers are also there, only bare feet.
fine.
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
The question is, how did Xia Rou come to his bed
No... He looked up, only to realize that this was Xia Rou's room. It should be, why did he come to Xia Rou's bed
The hangover headache hit him, and he couldn't help rubbing his forehead.
Worse than a hangover is the current situation.
"Xia Rou, Xia Rou!" He kicked her lightly twice, trying to withdraw his hand.
The girl Pianzi mumbled and hugged his arm even tighter.
Seemingly chilled by the morning chill, she even squeezed into his arms.
A snow-white leg simply hung around his waist...
The nightdress then slid up and down to the heels of her legs...
Early in the morning, a man's willpower cannot stand the challenge.
Cao Yang's face turned blue.
She flicked her arm violently, causing Xia Rou to turn over!
"Xia Rou! Get up!" He shouted with bulging veins on his forehead!
Xia Rou got up in a daze, with disheveled hair and a confused face.
Not fully awake yet.
The chest swayed as she climbed up, and the shape could be seen faintly. Obviously... no underwear...
Cao Yang: "..."
damn!