When Tan Jiajia's thoughts completely returned to her brain, she was already sitting in a super luxurious KTV private room with Feng Tingting.
Don't ask me here why a group of people go to sing K in the afternoon. I can only tell you that you have too little knowledge. Besides, I sang K at the party during the day, so I was free to spend time with my boyfriend/girlfriend at night.
Let’s get back to business…
Tan Jiajia and her group have been in this private room for about three or four hours, and the only thing she has done during this time is to stare at Feng Tingting. At the same time, he kept comparing the person in front of him with the person before.
She seems to be thinner than before!
In the past, her face was very radiant even without powder, but now she can't hide the haggardness under her eyes even with such thick makeup.
She coughs once every thirty minutes on average. Is it a cold? Did that person take good care of her?
……………
When she holds the cup, her little finger will unconsciously tap the cup body. This habit has not changed...
Tan Jiajia's naked probing gaze was naturally something that no one could ignore, so after Feng Tingting failed to avoid that gaze by hiding behind someone for the sixth time, she finally couldn't help but express her opinion.
Unexpectedly, someone spoke to Tan Jiajia first.
"Hey, I've been here for so long, and classmate Tan Jiajia still hasn't asked you where you are employed."
The person speaking was Zhang Hua, a patient with severe secondary disease. He had two glasses of wine in his hand, one of which he handed to Tan Jiajia and then sat down next to Tan Jiajia.
"Yes, yes." The people around him echoed, and most of the people surrounding Tan Jiajia were boys. It was in stark contrast to the women's team around Feng Tingting.
It's no wonder that although Feng Tingting is beautiful, she has a partner, and she still has a cold and aloof image.
Tan Jiajia here is just the opposite. She looks like she has big breasts, no brains, and is easy to chase. She is also more beautiful. Naturally, these single men flock to her.
As for that rumor, well, people who are obsessed with lust will not care about it.
Tan Jiajia took a sip and replied: "Oh, I work at Haonan Group now."
"Huh? You're actually in the Haonan Group. I really can't tell." The person who spoke this time was a girl named Bai Xiaoxiao. "What exactly do you do?"
"Be an assistant." Tan Jiajia said calmly.
"Wow! The president's personal assistant."
A mean voice sounded, it was Zhang Hua again.
The boys immediately started booing, while most of the girls had disdainful expressions on their faces, as if Tan Jiajia had done some kind of unfair deed to climb up.
In fact?
It does seem a bit unfair.
Tan Jiajia herself had an indifferent expression. These classmates were different from her colleagues who had to get along with her day and night, so she naturally didn't have to worry about how these people looked at her. However, there are some people with a strong sense of justice who come out to fight against injustice.
"Hey...it hurts...it hurts...Monsieur monitor...oh no...my wife, please be gentle."
Zhang Hua, who made rude remarks, was grabbed by Mo Yuwei's ear.
The petite and petite Mo Yuwei was very explosive when she started to go crazy. She grabbed Zhang Hua's ears and dragged him away from Tan Jiajia, while apologizing to Tan Jiajia: "I asked you, can you think over your head when you speak? ! Jiajia is so sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to it." Tan Jiajia generously expressed her forgiveness.
"Hey, Zhang Hua, what did you call squad leader just now?" Someone immediately caught the key word with sharp ears.
"Hehehe... Actually, we already got the certificate this morning to hold a wedding on the National Day." The second-year middle school boy said with a proud look on his face.
"Okay, you kid has kept it a secret for long enough... You should be punished..."
"I wanted to tell you before when we were eating, but you wouldn't let me..."
"In this bustling place, I am the only one who doesn't fit in. I didn't expect that even a middle-aged child could find a wife. What a world!" Tan Jiajia sighed while picking up the microphone on the table.
"The next song "Love, Love, What Are You? In the End, You Haven't Fallen in Love with Him" is given to the newlyweds on this day full of love, and I wish them a long life."
Music starts...
Don't worry, I won't do anything to make trouble with lyrics...
It was just a song, and everyone looked at each other.
It's not that she doesn't sing well, to be fair, the song Tan Jiajia just sang can be regarded as Mai Ba's work.
But the artistic conception of this song is obviously not the kind of song she just said was used to bless newlyweds, but a feeling of asking for something but not getting it and having her love taken away from her. It is more like talking about her relationship with Feng Tingting. thing.
The scene suddenly became awkward. At this time, Mo Yuwei, who saw that the situation was wrong, came out to smooth things over again: "Let's play a game. There just happen to be a lot of people."
"Yeah."
Everyone didn't want to feel this atmosphere anymore, so they responded one after another.
Soon they decided to play King's Game, a game often played at parties.
The rules of the game are that everyone on the scene draws a card, and one of the cards is the king card.
The person who draws the Chinese trump card can order one or more of the remaining people to answer a question or do something. Those who do not accept the king's order will need to be punished.
In this case, the punishment is naturally drinking.
In the first round, Tan Jiajia successfully drew the king card.
"Hmm..." Tan Jiajia held the cards and pondered, scanning the crowd that had formed a circle, and then designated the person. "Come out on the 7th."
Surprisingly, the number 7 who stepped forward turned out to be Feng Tingting.
Tan Jiajia was startled, then lowered her eyes and remained silent...
Just when everyone thought she would make no move, Tan Jiajia slowly spoke: "Today, among the sixteen people here, do you have anyone you love or have loved before?"
Hearing this question, everyone else who was originally nervous breathed a sigh of relief, including Feng Tingting.
She answered simply no and sat down.
After a while, Tan Jiajia also sat down with a solemn expression...
As the saying goes, loneliness is the carnival of one person, and carnival is the loneliness of a group of people.
The game is still going on. In the next few rounds, some people were forced to reveal their crushes; some made hilarious and funny moves; and some just chose to drink as punishment because they didn't want to confess.
In short, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely exciting. Except for Tan Jiajia, who has been immersed in her own memory hall since the first round, the joy on everyone's face was so real and touching...
"Wow..." Zhang Hua, who had drawn the king card again, screamed strangely, "Let me think about it. Now, let No. 8 and K kiss... Yo yo yo... No. 8 and K Come out quickly”
"Kissing!! Kissing!!"
In this atmosphere, coupled with the catalysis of alcohol, a group of people who stayed away from the incident began to make noises.
In the midst of the noise, Tan Jiajia, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the K card in her hand, slowly turned over the card in her hand and stood up.
"Oh!! The K card is actually our Beauty Tan, so which lucky person will get the kiss from our Beauty Tan!"
"No. 8, No. 8, No. 8."
The booing got even louder, until the woman in the black dress opposite stood up, and the entire private room fell silent.
Silence...Silence is the private room tonight...
Tan Jiajia, on the other hand, smiled bitterly, sighing in her heart and secretly thinking that she and Feng Tingting were really destined.
Feng Tingting, who was opposite, stood up and said directly: "I accept the punishment." She took the bottle and started pouring herself wine.
but--
"Wait a minute." Tan Jiajia stopped him with words. When he saw that the other party's movements stopped, he said: "You are not in good health. I will help you drink this wine."
After saying that, without waiting for the other party to react, he directly took the bottle and started drinking.
After a while, the wine bottle reached the bottom, and everyone was in an uproar.
And she took a long breath and said slowly: "This! This is what I owe you. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other."
This sentence refers to those beautiful memories that the two of them shared in the past, but now only she knows, and brings an end to the previous relationship.
From then on, she walked the road alone, and the two of them owed each other nothing. Only you can feel the taste.
But……
Feng Tingting just looked at her strangely, and then said apologetically to the classmates around her: "I'm so sorry. I'll go first. My boyfriend is coming to pick me up."
Only then did everyone react in shock, and all said it didn't matter, it was going to be over soon anyway.
Feng Tingting still smiled and said goodbye to everyone, and then left the private room.
As soon as her client left, the atmosphere in the private room became lively again.
But not including Tan Jiajia, she looked at the other person's leaving figure. He couldn't help but recall the look she had just given him, and he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. In this lively scene, his whole body felt cold.
The look in her eyes just now was really like looking at a stranger.
That's right, Tan Jiajia smiled bitterly and poured another glass of wine into her mouth. I don't remember it in the first place, so what kind of reaction can I expect? I'm lucky if I don't feel disgusted.
It seemed like a drop of clear tear slipped from the corner of the eye and dissipated in the dust.
The most painful thing in the world is not being able to love.
Outside the KTV, it was getting dark. There was no moon in the sky, not even the stars were seen. It seems that a heavy rain is coming.
There was a figure standing next to the white car on the roadside, it was Zheng Muyang in a purple suit. He was currently looking into the KTV, as if waiting for someone.
