School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 861 Deep Love

After wiping away her tears, she turned around and asked him with a pitiful look.

"The young master has been to Qiyue's place and had some disputes with her."

A look of panic flashed across Shu Yacheng's face, but only for a moment, and soon returned to its original appearance.

"What did he... say to her?"

"The young master took some information and wanted to prove his innocence to her, but she didn't believe it."

"The young master's heart was completely broken this time. I think, if you get through it, you and the young master will have smooth sailing in the future."

After Ah Biao finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door without stopping.

Shu Yacheng stood there in a daze, no wonder, he looked lost.

Thinking about it, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

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A dark room, airtight.

The curtains were drawn to block out the bright sunlight, and the air smelt of alcohol and cigarettes.

Shu Yacheng came to the door of the room and looked at the darkness in the half-open door.

She intentionally pulled down the straps on her shoulders, exposing her tender shoulders and tidying her hair before gently opening the door and walking in quietly.

In the air, the mixed smell was very pungent, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at the flickering fireworks in the corner.

He was leaning against the cold wall, with a cigarette in his finger, and he took a sip of the cigarette while taking a sip of wine.

Shu Yacheng was slightly dazed, she should have expected him to be here alone licking his wounds.

Without turning on the light, she walked towards him, then knelt down in front of him.

"cold……."

With a bitter throat, she whispered his name.

Nangong Han didn't hear her voice at all, his whole heart was occupied by Most Qiyue, and the figure of Most Qiyue lingered in his mind.

Her heartless words resounded through her head, as well as her hateful eyes.

It was like a knife, cutting his heart one by one, and every cut hurt, causing his whole head to ache violently.

Uncomfortable, he raised the wine bottle in his hand, raised his head and took a big gulp. At this time, only alcohol can numb his pain.

"I'll drink with you."

Unwilling, Shu Yacheng opened the wine bottle, took a big sip, and then wiped her lips lightly.

"Han, from the first time I saw you in kindergarten, I fell in love with you deeply. At that time, I didn't know what love is. I only knew that I liked someone. I wanted to play with him and cling to him all day long... .”

"..."

There was a voice next to his ear, faintly resounding, gradually driving away the familiar figure in his head.

He slowly turned his eyes to the person in front of him.

When he saw that the person sitting in front of him was Shu Yacheng, he frowned displeased.

When he saw her, the anger in his heart burned up. If it weren't for her appearance, he and Qi Yue would be together well, and they would stay together for a lifetime.

"go!"

"Oh!"

Fiercely, he threw down the wine bottle in his hand, pointed at the door, and yelled at her indifferently.

"I, Han..."

His cold attitude stunned Shu Yacheng, made her unable to do anything, and made her feel aggrieved.

Nangong Han struggled, stood up slowly, and pointed at her condescendingly, "If you hadn't played tricks on me, how could I have forgotten July? If you hadn't played tricks, the person who is engaged to me now is July That's right!"

It's all her fault. If it wasn't for her, he and Zuo Qiyue would never have had the chance to separate from the beginning.

If he and Most Qiyue are together well, those unpleasant things will definitely not happen later, most mother will not die, and Most Qiyue will not blame him for all the resentment.

(End of this chapter)