Shen Ci'an was so drunk that she could still hear clearly what he said.
Song Yuchuan refused to give up and asked several more times, but still couldn't get an answer.
Just when I was about to ask for the fourth time, the door opened.
It was Yu Qinghuan who opened it with his fingerprint.
This house used to be her and Shen Ci'an's wedding room. She hadn't been back for several years. She thought everything would change, but it didn't.
She just entered her fingerprint with an attitude of trying, but unexpectedly, it was successful.
The two of them helped Shen Ci'an stagger to the sofa and put him on it.
Song Yuchuan shrugged his shoulders, "Delivered safely, Sister Qinghuan, come on, I'll take you back."
Yu Qinghuan glanced at Shen Ci'an. Although she could not help but worry about him, she still felt calm.
She could no longer let herself fall into this abyss, and she had no reason to worry about him now. She nodded: "Yes."
Before she could turn around, her wrist was held by a familiar big hand, and the man's familiar deep voice kept beating on her heart, "Qing Huan, don't leave, okay?"
Yu Qinghuan was stunned, put away the ripples in his heart, and said coldly: "Let go."
Shen Ci'an frowned, and because of his drunkenness, his warm, jade-like eyes were stained with a hint of scarlet, "Hold on, Qing Huan, I feel very uncomfortable now, can you stay with me for a while? Just for a while."
Song Yuchuan, who was standing aside, couldn't help but swallowed as he watched this scene.
Should he leave now or not?
"Well, Sister Qinghuan..."
Yu Qinghuan was about to be overwhelmed by his hesitation and ambivalence. It was obvious that this was what he hated the most. No matter how tough his mouth was, his heart could not help but tremble every time he faced Shen Ci'an.
She took a deep breath and said, "Yuchuan, please take Zhuo Jun home first. I'll take a taxi later."
Song Yuchuan: "Yes."
It's not good for him to continue to disturb the two of them. They are all adults and have their own considerations on how to choose. As an outsider, it's not easy for him to interfere too much.
As soon as Song Yuchuan left, Yu Qinghuan began to regret it again.
What is she doing now?
You actually relented and stayed because of his uncomfortable words?
are you crazy?
Yu Qinghuan? ! !
As soon as Yu Qinghuan let go of her hand, Shen Ci'an couldn't sit still and reflexively held her wrist again, "Where are you going?"
"Get you some medicine, brother." Yu Qing sighed happily.
"Well, go get it."
Yu Qinghuan laughed angrily at him and said coldly: "You have to let me go first. If you don't let me go, how will I take it?"
Shen Ci'an: "Oh, come back quickly."
Yu Qinghuan walked to the third drawer of the tea cabinet out of habit and took out the medicine box.
Such a skillful move actually shocked her.
At first she thought the password lock was an accident and that Shen Ci'an was too lazy to delete it, but after she came in, she realized that this place had always been how she remembered it.
All the things and items were placed exactly as they were before she left, even her favorite pot of cactus had always been placed there.
Yu Qinghuan took the bottle of stomach medicine and when he stood up, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the familiar photography works on the wall.
She likes photography and took a lot of photos in her free time abroad. Once they were exhibited, all the photos were bought in less than a day.
It turned out that the seller behind it was actually him.
His pupils were full of shock and disbelief. Everything seemed too fantasy.
"My former wife, the woman I love most in my life, once said that if she was not destined to do so, she would definitely work in the photography industry and use a camera to record the beauty of this world. She has always been busy in this world. She was running around, pushed forward by the turmoil of the world, and put on a body that did not belong to her, but she seemed to have forgotten that she herself is the most beautiful existence."
"These are all her works. What I want to tell her is that she is never alone. As long as she is willing to look back, she can see that I am always behind her." Shen Cian left at some point. When I came here, I was not even a little bit drunk.
Yu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and she held back the sourness in her throat and met the man's gaze.
