"Sake, do you believe in fate?" Mo Zechen half-leaned on the sofa, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, a touch of desolation flashed in his eyes.
Luo Qingchen didn't respond, and drank the brandy to herself, with a faint mist appearing in her eyes.
Sitting next to him, Mo Zechen laughed to himself, drank the wine in the goblet in his hand and said, "I let you, a stranger, come to my house so late. I know exactly what you are thinking."
Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and used all his strength to calm down his emotions.
But at this moment, she didn't dare to speak. The more she spoke at this time, all her emotions would rush down like a tidal wave.
She knew she couldn't cry.
How could she cry before those bad guys with ulterior motives were defeated!
"But it's very strange..." Mo Zechen turned his eyes slightly to look at her, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at her with a touch of tears and said: "I feel like you are reconciling with someone, it just feels like a moment."
Ding—the favorability is increased by ten, and the task completion rate is 20%.
He didn't know whether it was because her eyes were too red, or the feeling of resemblance that dazzled him. It was a strange feeling when they met for the first time, and the excitement of that moment still lingers in his mind.
But the person he cared about so much, the moment she opened her eyes in the hospital, he felt an inexplicable feeling of loss in his heart.
There is always a kind of happiness that he clearly wants to welcome, but what he feels in his heart is full of loneliness.
"My name is Qingjiu. I would like to hear your story." Luo Qingchen closed her eyes, poured herself another half glass of red wine, and touched her ear with her right hand as a habit.
Absolutely... a signature move.
Mo Zechen was slightly stunned, with a surprised look in his eyes. He actually stayed stunned for five seconds before he came to his senses.
He chuckled silently and said, "I'm afraid it's a story about a standard scumbag, but you may not be willing to listen to it."
"Maybe I..." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips, smiled lightly and said, "I'm willing to listen!"
Mo Zechen told the story between her and Luo Qingchen in a few words: from the unexpected encounter, to getting to know each other, and then to falling in love.
The love story between them didn't seem to be that smooth, but there were no twists and turns.
But when the other side of happiness was about to arrive, he found that he seemed to... not love her anymore.
In the past, he would even use his computer hacking skills to track her location, but now even if he knew she was at home, he was unwilling to look for her.
The loneliness in my heart rippled out bit by bit, along with my disgust for myself, so I drank to drown my sorrows.
"This is the love story of a scumbag." Mo Zechen glanced at Luo Qingchen beside him and said, "How about it, what does Miss Sake say about this?"
For some reason, when he saw the girl next to him stunned, his heart that seemed to have been dusted began to beat unknown.
He was afraid of this kind of beating, because it proved that he had really changed his mind and became a scumbag through and through.
But he also longed for this kind of beating, the throbbing was uneasy, dangerous and exciting.
"So, do you prefer to follow the path of destiny, or follow your own heart?" Luo Qingchen did not answer his question, but asked him instead.
But the next second, what Mo Zechen said made her breath hitch.
He said-
"I'm getting married in three days. How can you let me follow my heart? She was once the person I loved more than myself..." (To be continued)