Mo Xiaoqing rushed out and kept running along the road.

It drizzled a little, and then gradually stopped.

Mo Xiaoqing kept running and running until she was exhausted and had no strength left.

It was completely dark, the street lights on both sides of the road were lit up, and the neon lights on the street were flashing, heralding the arrival of nightlife.

Mo Xiaoqing walked into a bar!

Xu Yao's words were like throwing a stone into a calm lake. She just felt very depressed and a little breathless.

Her chest really hurt, so much so that Mo Xiaoqing couldn't help but hold her chest.

She wanted to find a way to vent, so she turned her head and saw a bar with an elegant and quaint decoration.

From ancient times to the present, there is a saying called "drinking to forget sorrow". Maybe wine is really a good thing. Maybe when you are drunk, you don't think about anything.

Mo Xiaoqing resolutely walked into the bar, entered a small private room, and asked the waiter to get her a box of ice beer. In order to make herself drunk faster, she also asked the waiter to bring her a bottle of white wine.

She filled a whole glass of wine and poured it into her mouth. A bitter taste mixed with coolness entered her throat, and she felt very refreshed immediately.

Mo Xiaoqing drank more and more, and soon a bottle of beer was empty. She opened bottle after bottle and drank bottle after bottle. Soon there were six or seven empty bottles next to her.

She still felt not drunk at all, but her mind became clearer. The image of Xu Yao became clearer and clearer in her mind, circling and lingering.

In love, women are always fools. Once they plunge into it, it is difficult to extricate themselves.

She poured one cup after another into her mouth, drank one bottle after another, until the last drop of wine was poured into her mouth.

Mo Xiaoqing thought she was not drunk yet. When she stood up to go to the bathroom, she found that the house was shaking.

But she stumbled after taking a few steps and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The coolness of the floor came from her back. Mo Xiaoqing felt extremely comfortable. She simply lay on the ground and looked up at the light on the ceiling that was flickering.

In an instant, a smiling face appeared on the light again.

This is a handsome and cold face with deep eyes. Just one look can capture your heart, and another look can haunt your soul.

Mo Xiaoqing couldn't help crying loudly. She really wanted someone to tell her how to erase this figure from her mind.

She didn't know how long she had been lying on the ground, but suddenly the knocking on the door outside became louder and louder.

With a bang, the door was opened, followed by a sharp cry.

"Xiaoqing, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Mo Xiaoqing tried to open her eyes, and saw the anxious face of her roommate Juanzi.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to pull Mo Xiaoqing up, but Mo Xiaoqing opened Juanzi's hand.

"Don't worry about me, please don't worry about me, I will get up naturally after lying down for a while."

The voice was extremely hoarse and the speed of speech was very slow. It was obvious that she was drunk.

Juanzi had heard a long time ago that Mo Xiaoqing had broken up with Xu Yao. After Mo Xiaoqing returned to Kuala Kangsar, Juanzi had intended to counsel and comfort her, but Mo Xiaoqing showed no signs of being unusual. She

went to work and came home as usual every day, and would joke with Juanzi. Juanzi also mentioned to her that Xu Yao had broken up with her, and Mo Xiaoqing always smiled lightly, indicating that she had let it go.

Now, looking at Mo Xiaoqing who was drunk, she realized how well Mo Xiaoqing had concealed herself.

"Xiaoqing, get up, get up, do you know? Who do you want to show off to by torturing yourself like this? Get up quickly."

Mo Xiaoqing said in a crying voice, "Juanzi, please don't bother me, okay? I feel very uncomfortable, please."

Perhaps only when a person is completely drunk will he let go of his disguise and become his truest self.

Juanzi helped Mo Xiaoqing up by force. Mo Xiaoqing, who was on the verge of collapse, finally couldn't help but throw herself into Juanzi's arms and burst into tears.

"Juanzi, why didn't I know that it was so painful to break up? I feel like I'm suffocating to death."

Juanzi patted Mo Xiaoqing's shoulder, "Xiaoqing, you must remember that nothing is impossible. Time is the best medicine, you know?

It will be fine after a while."

"Really? Really, as long as some time passes, I won't feel heartbroken and I can forget everything.

But I really don't want to break up with Xu Yao. I want to be with him, or just watch him silently. Otherwise, Juanzi, you can call him and beg him.

I don't ask for reconciliation with him, but I ask him not to transfer me away."

Juanzi shook Mo Xiaoqing's shoulders, "Xiaoqing, cheer up, listen to me clearly, you and Xu Yao are now in the past, you can't go back to the past. Do

you know your own identity? A dignified graduate from the Police Academy... Are policewomen so weak and vulnerable?"

Mo Xiaoqing shook her head in pain, "I know, I have tried to be strong and not care, but I failed.

Do you know how sad I am? Just now Xu Yao said that he never liked me."

Juanzi took a lot of effort to pull Mo Xiaoqing to sit on the sofa, "Xiaoqing, be good, just listen to me, go back and take a shower and have a good sleep, and everything will be fine."

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqing felt her stomach churning, and she rushed to the trash can and vomited. A burst of pungent smell went straight into her nose, it was very unpleasant.

Mo Xiaoqing vomited out all the bitter bile in her stomach before finally stopping.

After vomiting, Mo Xiaoqing was exhausted and staggered back to the sofa, where she collapsed.

Soon, she fell into a deep sleep, wandering in dreams, dreaming of being chased by beasts, and sometimes dreaming of falling into the water and being unable to get up. She felt that she would be suffocated to death in the next second, struggling in the water, and suddenly saw a familiar figure by the pool - Xu Yao.

He struggled desperately and shouted Xu Yao's name, hoping that he would look into the water, but he didn't even look in that direction.

Watching him leave mercilessly, Mo Xiaoqing cried loudly in the water, "Xu Yao, you can't leave, don't abandon me, save me."

Suddenly

, the door suddenly opened again with a bang.