After Tang Youan and Song Xi resigned, Chang Ye had just left the study when Meng Meng grabbed him and joined the party.
Although she is an 18th line, she is also a star anyway, and she looks good, so everyone wants to take pictures with her, so she agrees with a smile.
By about ten o'clock, everyone had almost finished playing, so they all got up and left one by one.
After Meng Meng closed the door, only the two of them were left in the room.
"Come on, let's continue drinking and chatting! After all, it's been a long time since we got together, so it's just the two of us left..." Just when Chang Ye was about to leave, Meng Meng dragged Chang Ye back to the sofa, With a snap, he opened a can of beer and handed it to Chang Ye.
"I really can't do it anymore... I'm dizzy..." Chang Ye sat down on the sofa and waved his hand.
"Then get dizzy, and occasionally faint, how good, how happy, right? Besides, there are no stinky men here, you don't need to be a little King Kong..." Meng Meng shook the beer can.
So, Chang Ye had no choice but to pick up the wine, then collided with Meng Meng, and drank half of the can in one gulp.
"Domineering!" Meng Meng gave her a thumbs up, and then he took several sips.
"Actually, I've been here before." After that, Chang Ye leaned on the sofa and stared blankly at the coffee table.
"Ah?!" Meng Meng was instantly dumbfounded.
"One time at an amusement park... I was splashed with water by a fan of a male star, and then she brought me here... " Chang also didn't know what he was saying.
"Have you met?" Meng Meng asked.
"Well..." Chang also nodded.
"Then what?" Even if Meng Meng was drunk, the spirit of gossip was still burning.
"Why does she care if I live or die..."
"Hey!" Meng Meng struggled to get up, stretched out his arms, and rubbed Chang Ye's head a few times, "I'll give you a touch!"
Therefore, Chang Ye clenched one hand into a fist and propped it on his chin, giggling.
"Laughing to death... Then I was taken to her room, and she didn't say anything... I just took a shower in that bathroom, um... and cried for no reason. I hate that feeling, really," Chang Yekan Looking at Meng Meng and smiling, "I don't usually cry."
Meng Mengchang also said that there were tears in her eyes, so she immediately took out a few tissues and handed them to her.
"Then, when I got down, she had something to do... But she left a note on the table. She said she heard me sneeze and thought I should eat something light, so she made porridge for me... Let me serve it myself. Eat. Hahaha, I'll tell you how bad it is..." Having said that, Chang also sniffed and pressed a tissue to his eyes, his voice trembling, "She can cook, but it's really hard The porridge I drink is unpalatable and makes me cry..."
After Meng Meng heard this, she really didn't know what to say, so she could only move over, grab Chang Ye's shoulder, and pat.
When Zhou Yi returned home with a cold and tired face, it was already midnight.
As soon as he opened the door, Zhou Yi was stunned by the grand occasion in front of him. It doesn't matter if the whole house is messed up, there seem to be two drunks paralyzed on the sofa.
However, it is also expected.
Bend over to take off the high-heeled shoes, put on a comfortable cotton mop, lazily put the high-heeled shoes in the shoe cabinet, push them in, and kick open a beer can, Zhou Yi took off his jacket and put it in the crook of his arms, stretched out his hand and pulled it. He took off the collar of his workplace shirt and walked towards the sofa.
"Meng Meng woke up, I'm going to sleep in the guest room..." Just when Zhou Yi was about to speak, he suddenly found a woman lying next to Meng Meng.
The woman was wearing a skin-colored windbreaker, and the smell of alcohol on her body was extremely strong. Her fluffy curly hair with milky curly color was nestled beside her cheeks, which made her facial lines extremely soft and her skin as delicate as flowers. She was just flushed, thinking that she drank a lot. of wine.
At that moment, Zhou Yi suddenly forgot what to say.
Holding the clothes, he stepped forward, Zhou Yi squatted down in front of her, looked at her face carefully, and then slowly reached out his hand and touched her eyebrows.
At this time, Chang Ye frowned slightly, raised his cheeks slightly, and went back to sleep.
In the end, Zhou Yi said softly, "I've been thinking about it a lot these days. I'm thinking, the two of us, why are neither of us always willing to take a step back?"
"You say that I am full of capitalist rot, and I say that you are so poor that you have nothing to complain about, whether you have bargained for a thing, whether you have compared the price, whether you have been slaughtered, and whether you are stupid or not, you can make noise. ... We can always say something that hits each other's heart to hurt each other. From another point of view, is it just enough to show that ... In fact, no one knows each other better than us?" Zhou Yi pinched her hand, raised in front of him.
After that, Zhou Yi sighed, threw his coat aside casually, pushed Meng Meng aside, then hugged Chang Ye horizontally, turned around, walked to the corner of the stairs, went upstairs step by step, and led her in. own room.
After putting Chang Ye on the bed, Zhou Yi took out his own makeup remover wipes and sat beside the bed, and started to help Chang Ye remove his makeup.
The wet wipes pressed against her face, and Zhou Yi's movements gradually slowed down, just staring at her fixedly.
After that, Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, twisted a towel again, washed Chang Ye's face, then went to pick up a basin of water and another towel, took off her shoe covers, took off her shoes, Wipe her feet carefully.
"Good night." After finishing everything, Zhou Yi looked at her for a while by the bed, softly said two words, and was about to turn around and leave the room.
However, at this time, Chang Ye quietly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
So, Zhou Yi's steps stopped again. Then, she turned her head to look at Chang Ye, only to see Chang Ye turned over, resting on his side, holding her wrist firmly with one hand.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi opened his lips slightly: "Are you awake?"
However, Chang also didn't answer, just two lines of clear tears rolled down the corners of his eyes one after the other.
"Xiao Ye?" Zhou Yi looked at her face and raised his eyebrows slightly, inexplicably, his eyes also turned red.
After a while, Chang Ye's hand gradually loosened, the tears gradually dried up, and the ups and downs of his chest gradually became stable.
Zhou Yi looked down at the ground, then lay down on the bed in the second half, looked sideways at Chang Ye, who was sleeping beside him, reached out and touched her long hair that had been fluttering away, then quietly shrank back.
"We said that no matter how loud the quarrel is, don't mention breaking up..." As Zhou Yi spoke, he lay down slowly, looking at Chang Ye in his sleep, a trembling breath emanated from his chest.
"I don't want to break up, I don't want to, but I don't know why I always say this insincerely..." Zhou Yi took her finger, put it on his lips, and bit it lightly.
"I plan to be with you for the rest of my life. I only see you in my eyes, you know? My mother always says I'm lustful and blind, and I've been raised for nothing... So what, I don't care. I As long as you care about me..." Zhou Yi pulled up the quilt, covered Chang Ye, and tucked her back.
"I'm sorry, I'm going too far..." Zhou Yi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and held her hand tightly, "I'm sorry, I still don't want to leave you... Because I really can't... "