Next to where Lan Xi'er was originally sitting, the bouquet of roses lay quietly. I don't know that because of the lack of water, most of the petals have begun to dry and wither...
Luo Yichen walked forward gently, and sat down on the empty seat beside him. He didn't say anything, just sat quietly with him for a while, and then patted him hard on the shoulder twice.
Li Tianwei looked sideways slightly, and smiled wryly at him: "Yichen, am I... a failure?"
Luo Yichen didn't say anything, just handed him a bottle of wine: "Don't say anything, tonight... I'll drink with you! We won't go home until we're drunk!"
"Bring me one, take me one!" Hou Xiaofeng immediately squeezed between the two of them, also holding a bottle of wine in his hand, he looked at the box with some doubts, rubbed the back of his head and said, "It's strange, Lan Xier What about? Haven’t come back after going out for a long time?”
Li Tianwei's face froze immediately, and finally let out a soft sigh: "She... won't come back."
Hou Xiaofeng didn't speak any more. A smart person like him has already imagined all the plots in an instant.
Xie Xiaoqiu sat quietly in an unnoticed corner, looking worriedly at Li Tianwei who kept pouring wine into his mouth.
A yellowish liquid trickled down his perfect chin, glowing dimly in the changing light.
He Xiaojie, who didn't know it, didn't know what the wind was, she usually ordered some cheerful and noisy songs, and went up and jumped a few times if she had nothing to do. But today, they just order some sad songs.
Example: happy breakup
For example: ten years
Another example: long time no see
In the private room, an atmosphere of deep sadness was instantly enveloped, and everyone's mood became inexplicably depressed.
Finally, Su Rourou couldn't bear it anymore and snatched the microphone from He Xiaojie's hand: "Xiaojie, please change the song! Change it to a brighter one, okay?"
Unexpectedly, He Xiaojie suddenly lowered her head and sobbed softly, raising her chubby little hands from time to time to wipe away the tears from her face.
Su Rourou was instantly stunned: she... she actually made He Xiaojie cry? Just snatched her mic... that's all
"Xiaojie, I'm sorry, I... I!" Su Rourou handed the microphone back to He Xiaojie with some self-blame. But He Xiaojie refused to pick it up, and still just cried.
Hou Xiaofeng drank some wine and was already a little drunk. When he heard He Xiaojie's crying, he didn't know the truth, and walked towards her uncontrollably with both feet...
"He Xiaojie, why cry when I said you're fine!" He half-closed his drunken eyes, and sighed helplessly, "It's not you who is broken in love! No one is crying, so you're too embarrassed!"
Maybe it was because he drank too much alcohol. When he said this, he completely forgot that Li Tianwei was still there.
Li Tianwei only felt that his chest, which was already dripping with blood, had been stabbed twice in an instant. He opened two more bottles of beer and kept pouring them into his mouth.
He Xiaojie was already crying sadly, but she cried even more sadly when she heard Hou Xiaofeng's voice. Not just sad, but also angry!
Although the "passionate love" between her and Fengfeng Diandian's Internet may not be defined as "love", but... Ever since she broke up with Hou Xiaofeng, she still habitually sits in front of the computer every night, watching Staring at his head in a daze.
Sometimes, I would even dig out the past chat records, laughing and crying while watching. She didn't know what happened to herself.
She thought that she probably just fell in love with a boy named "Fengfeng Diandian" in her mind.