This is definitely one of the top three most embarrassing scenes of my life.
Standing in front of the bar, my eyes were blurred and drunk, and one hand was still hooked on a man's neck. There may be a little hickey on the neck that has not disappeared. Normal people can guess what happened just now without using their brains. , even being seen by a stranger would be embarrassing, not to mention this person.
And looking at Qin Lang's state, maybe he saw it from beginning to end, and he didn't make a sound until he finally saw my face.
I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to do this in a TV series, it's a bit like catching a rape scene, but the two men standing in front of me have nothing to do with me.
One is the past in the past, and the other is the existence that cannot have a future.
Thanks to the dark night and dim street lights, so that my shocked expression was not so abrupt, and it also allowed me to hide my emotions. I pretended not to hear, tugged at the sleeves of Cheche, and lowered my voice: "Let's go."
But before I even took a step, my arm was twisted back, and then I was forced to turn around. Qin Lang's face was only a foot away from me.
His eyes were like knives, staring wide, stared at my face for a while, and then said heavily: "It's really you."
This man is so cruel, he didn't even give me a chance to hide. I pulled my hand back, only annoyed that I didn't go home directly, so I wouldn't be reduced to the current end.
Che looked at Qin Lang, and then at me: "Know?"
"I don't know. Who are you?" I subconsciously denied it. Sure enough, the corners of Qin Lang's mouth clenched, and then I realized that my quick mouth really didn't go through my brain, and I could make up such a clumsy lie.
But the words can't be taken back. I think if Qin Lang just wanted to confirm because he saw an old friend, then he should understand my caring after I say this, and I won't pester him when I come back.
But Qin Lang obviously didn't take my love, but his voice was lower than Ye Feng's: "Lin Xian, your memory isn't that bad." This is an affirmative sentence.
Having said that, it would be boring to pretend again, so I pretended to be confused by alcohol, squinted my eyes artificially, and then said, "It's you... I didn't see it clearly, old classmate, long time no see."
"Classmate," he pondered these two words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made a chill behind his back, "Oh, it is indeed such a relationship."
After hearing it, Che smiled and said, "Yeah, that's a coincidence. If we come earlier, we can have a drink together."
Isn't it, it's over the top.
I had a headache and was groggy and I wanted to sleep. So he turned around and was about to leave. Who knew that Qin Lang would drag him back again: "Where are you going?!" His tone was a little anxious.
I smoked for a while, but I couldn't get it back, and I was a little irritable: "Is something wrong?"
He didn't move, and the strength in his hands hurt me a little. I saw a bit of anger in his eyes. If I hadn't understood him, I would have misunderstood that he was eating my jealousy. Unfortunately, I knew that this was impossible. "I think there's something going on between us," he said.
Gone? I was in this place five years ago, and I left so cleanly, with only one person left for me, is it still gone? My face is very indifferent, five years have taught me to wear frost: "Mr. Qin, I think you think too much."
Seeing this, Toru, who was on the side, immediately stepped forward to break his hand, and then protected me behind him.
The people raised in the bar are all good people. He must have seen that we have a close relationship and I don't want to meet the person before me now. It's not worth the money I gave him, which is a bit of a conscience.
"Sir, if you want to reminisce about the past, let's make an appointment another day. Today is too late. We have an appointment first. Now it's time to go home." Che's words were polite and clear.
Looking through Che's shoulders, I saw Qin Lang's eyes looking at Che were extremely unhappy, and even a little inexplicably hostile. If it wasn't for his calm expression, I would even smell a little bit of gunpowder, which is really inexplicable. He said coldly, "Who are you to him?"
"I..." Che couldn't catch up.
"Then why do you decide for him?" Qin Lang's words were always concise and powerful.
As if a breath was suffocating in my throat, I stood up from behind Che and said lightly, "Just because he's my person tonight, I'm sure." After I finished speaking, I felt the strength of the medicine came up, and waves rolled like waves. , the drowsiness that swept over made him even more drowsy, so he tore off his clothes and followed his lie: "I'm really tired today, I'll come to see you another day."
Thoroughly understood, he deliberately made a gentle expression and said, "Okay, then be careful on the road."
Under the yellowish street lights, Qin Lang's eyes were very intimidating. I stopped a car under his penetrating gaze, but just as soon as the door opened, he blocked the door frame with one hand.
"where to?"
"go home."
I tried desperately to restrain myself from wanting to fall asleep, but I didn't have the energy to deal with Qin Lang. His appearance made my calm heart become exhausted all of a sudden. I admit that he is a difficult problem for me to deal with. I don't want to solve it, I just want to give up.
Qin Lang refused to let go, but looked straight at me and said in a low voice, "Then, where are we going? Leave China?" After a while, he added, "I think we need to talk about it. Talk, now."
What is he trying to do? I let out a long sullen breath, took a deep breath, and got really angry: "Mr. Qin, who are you to me, why should you decide for me?" He returned what he just said word for word. He tried to separate his arms and stepped inside, trying to close the car door, but Qin Lang's hand got stuck there even faster.
I really don't understand what Qin Lang wants to do. He hates me so much, does he still think that he didn't hurt me enough, and he must turn over the account five years ago and recalculate it again before he is willing to let me go? Now my brain is like a paste. If I drag it on, I'm afraid I will faint on the spot, so I can't help saying: "You're enough, let it go!"
I don't know which word of mine stung Qin Lang. His expression was more gloomy, and his fists were clenched: "I let go? Could it be that he can?"
Incomprehensible.
But thinking about it, the person who said that he would disappear suddenly appeared. With his disgust for me back then, he must be afraid of me now. When I think about it this way, I think I am also very powerful. At least let Qin Lang remember it so deeply. live with me.
Then what should I do to make Qin Lang understand that I really gave up on him.
The Qin Lang in front of me has been doubled, and I secretly said that it is not good.
When my brain sent me the last series of red warnings, my only remaining sanity completely collapsed. I sneered at Qin Lang who was outside the car, then pulled his collar down and pulled it down. But like a defeated general: "You don't have to worry, today is an accident, I will try to disappear more, thoroughly and thoroughly in the future."
His expression was slightly startled, and then I pushed him hard and quickly closed the door. The driver had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and he passed several streets in a swish.
And I didn't even look back, and I didn't want to know what Qin Lang's reaction was.
It should be somewhat frightening, after all, I, who used to be obedient and obedient in front of him, have never been so disobedient to him, nor have I said such sharp words.
It was me who said the harsh words, and it was me who was uncomfortable.
The tranquilizers corroded my nerves bit by bit. After gritting my teeth and returning to my residence, I didn't even have time to take off my shoes, so I fell asleep at the entrance.
I really hope this is a dream. LC