Is this a question of whether to be optimistic or not? Du Jiaming felt as if he had swallowed a few knives at this moment. Looking at Du Yingying in the rearview mirror, he wanted to take action, but unfortunately, the drunk person had no idea of the bitterness of the other person in the car at this time and kept nagging.
"Hongniang, that person has a good life"
"I'm so envious. In my previous life, I let the rumors drown me and pretended not to know. Now I've paid the price."
"It really hurts only when the knife cuts yourself."
"I regret it, matchmaker, I regret it"
"The most affectionate, but also the most heartless. What I am alone with is all bullshit. Old age and fading looks are the reasons; the reason is that my family is in decline... Haha, it turns out that the most affectionate cannot be kept."
The words were incoherent and vague, yet very clear to the ears, making Yu Chunxiao and Du Jiaming frown.
Yu Chunxiao wanted to ask back, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Du Yingying leaned forward and blurted out everything.
The whole car was filled with a strange smell. Looking at Du Yingying who fell asleep after vomiting, Yu Chunxiao was dumbfounded. Fortunately, the car was very close to the destination.
The moment the car stopped, Yu Chunxiao couldn't wait to get out and breathe in the fresh air. As for the drunkard in the car, whoever wanted to care about it could do so. She had no obligation to do so, not to mention that she was an old lady.
However, when Yu Chunxiao saw Du Jiaming carrying Du Yingying horizontally into the house, she softened her heart and went forward to help.
Lying down and tucking in the quilt, Yu Chunxiao looked at the sleeping Du Yingying and sighed, "I hope Sister Yingying will be relieved when she wakes up."
"It should have been done long ago. She has a bad eye and doesn't have good taste in judging people." Du Jiaming snorted heavily. "Let's go. Let her lie down. We'll have Auntie come up to take care of her later."
Pinching his tired brows, Du Jiaming pulled Yu Chunxiao out. When he reached the door, he turned back for some unknown reason. At this moment, Du Yingying on the bed happened to open her eyes. Her eyes were very clear, without any sign of being drunk. But after looking at Du Jiaming again, she fell asleep again, as if everything just now was Du Jiaming's illusion.
"Chunxiao, is Yingying awake?"
"What do you mean you're awake?" Yu Chunxiao, who was being held back, looked back and saw Du Yingying sleeping soundly. He immediately laughed and said, "Are you drunk too?"
Du Jiaming was stunned for a moment, looked at Du Yingying with her eyes closed, shook his head, then pulled Yu Chunxiao away without looking back.
Not long after they left, Du Yingying opened her eyes again, slowly got out of bed and walked towards the bookshelf. Looking at the dazzling bookshelf, Du Yingying reached out and pulled out a thin book from the middle of the second row, casually flipped through a few pages, and slowly closed it.
When the aunt downstairs came up, she saw only a small pile of burning ashes at the end of the bed, and the drunk Du Yingying was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, and snoring softly.
The aunt looked confused, but still had a strong sense of cleanliness and turned around to find a dustpan to clean up.
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