After the birthday party, everyone dispersed one after another.
The young couple Luo Xiaoberry and Ke Jingheng naturally continued to date hand in hand. Originally, Luo Yujun also wanted to take Li Mengshan to a place where no one was around for a while, but Li Mengshan was really worried when she saw Li Minhao's shaky walk.
The moonlight that night was particularly cold, mixed with the cold air of early winter, making people shiver with cold. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, a lot of white mist appeared in the air immediately.
Li Minhao was dressed very thinly. In fact, he was already numb to any cold, hunger or pain. Because when one part of your body hurts more than another, you forget about the pain in that place.
And the thing that hurts the most in his whole body now is the heart that is still beating.
Li Mengshan has been following behind Li Minhao, watching the street lights elongate his lonely figure, watching him stagger along the wall and fall to the ground...
She finally couldn't help but ran forward and helped him up from the ground: "Brother, let's take you back!"
Luo Yujun also followed and held his other arm: "Minhao, you're drunk."
Li Minhao barely stood up straight, with deep sadness in his hazy eyes: "I... I'm not drunk!"
How nice would it be if it was all a hallucination of his drunkenness? How great would it be if he could go back to the past when he woke up
"Let's go, go home and have a good sleep." Luo Yujun could not help but support him and walked forward, while taking out his mobile phone to call the driver.
In all fairness, he also feels guilty about Li Minhao, although he once complained about his behavior of kidnapping Luo Xiaoberry with guilt. But today, when the once vigorous and gentle young man became so embarrassed in front of him, it was impossible for him not to feel at all.
After all, love is the most hurtful word. Between him and Ke Jingheng, someone is destined to be injured.
In the past ten years or so, Ke Jingheng was who he is now. The pain he is enduring now, Ke Jingheng also endured back then.
Unfortunately, there is only one Luo Xiaoberry.
He dragged Li Minhao to the stone chair by the roadside, let him lie flat on it, and took off his down jacket by the way. Li Minhao closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, but there was a crystal light flashing in the corner of his eyes.
Because he gave the coat to Li Minhao, Luo Yujun felt a little cold, and unconsciously put his hands into the pockets of his trousers.
Li Mengshan saw that he was only wearing a thin black sweater, and asked in a low voice, "Well... are you cold?"
Luo Yujun looked down at her slightly, and raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? As a girlfriend, should you do something?"
"I... I know!" Li Mengshan thought for a while, gritted her teeth and took off her light blue down jacket, and put it on Luo Yujun's shoulders, "You will warm up soon after wearing it!"
Looking at her serious face, Luo Yujun suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. He really didn't know what was in this girl's head...
He is a big boy, and he needs a little girl like her to undress him? What's more, such a small piece can be hung on him as a cloak!
He reluctantly took off her down jacket and helped her put it on again. Then, he surrounded her from behind and held her in his arms. By the way, he put his hand in her jacket pocket.