runaway grandma

Chapter 493 Masquerade Ball (2)

He stopped at the nearest nightclub, and he walked in without looking at the name. There was a masquerade inside, and the waiter gave him a mask as soon as he entered. Qing Ge thought about it, that's fine, who I couldn't see anyone, so I put on a mask and walked in. It was very lively inside, with flickering lights, explosive dance music, and men and women on the dance floor showing their beautiful postures and dancing to their heart's content.

Qing Ge took the foreign wine from the waiter's tray, leaned against the corner and drank it alone, this kind of bustle did not belong to him, he just wanted to watch this bustle to soothe his wounded heart, the first love in his life was like this Grieving, his heart ached and he couldn't breathe.

Drinks poured into his stomach one by one, he managed to find a seat and sat down, not long after, someone came to strike up a conversation, Qingge's eyes were a little blurred, looking at the muscular man in front of him, he couldn't be A woman, a man still strikes up a conversation with him, no matter how thin he is, he can't look like a woman, right? He refuses all the strike-ups, and now he just needs drinks to accompany him!
His head was dizzy, but the sadness in his heart dissipated a lot. No wonder wine can relieve his worries. The music made his body jumpy. He got up, danced to the music, and shook his head to shake off all the troubles. 
Suddenly feeling his stomach was churning, Qingge hurried to the door. There was an alley next to the nightclub. He threw up somewhere. After vomiting, he sat by the wall and had no strength to get up. Not knowing how much he drank, he stretched out his hand and threw the mask away, snow sprinkled on his head and clothes, and the Christmas songs in the nightclub passed through the wall and entered his ears.

Christmas is the day he falls in love.

"Look, this kid is here." Suddenly a man's thick voice came from above his head, and several men walked towards Qingge quickly.

Qing Ge was already unable to look at it, and kept his head down, indifferent to everything.

He didn't come back to himself until someone grabbed his chin and forced him to look up.

"Sure enough, he is a good guy. I have a good eye, buddy. I fucked this kid at night, and he looks quite tender." A man smiled lewdly.

(End of this chapter)