Chapter 109 [Meng Shiyi, No Breakup]
Qi Yao helped him up, grabbed his arm, stuffed him into the car, and drove all the way to the most luxurious and top-notch club box.
He Xilou remained silent and drank by himself.
His collar was open, and there were faint marks of strangulation on his neck.
Qi Yao clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Another man trapped in love.
Qi Yao couldn't help but think of what happened a few days ago.
Those involved are often confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see things clearly. He teased He Xilou with a half-smile, saying that he was serious.
But at that time, He Xilou said nonchalantly: "You think too much, it's just for fun, I'm not serious at all."
Qi Yao didn't believe it at all and stepped on the accelerator.
He was speechless and complained while driving: "Just fool your buddy, don't fool yourself."
The dead pretender.
"Stop the car." He Xilou suddenly said coldly.
"What are you doing?"
Why are you suddenly going crazy?
He Xilou: "Go pick up trash."
"Huh? Picking up trash? Are you okay?"
Qi Yao didn't understand, but did as he was told. He didn't know what He Xilou had found.
Later I found out that what I picked up was a diamond ring box...
The box was unusually quiet. There was no lively and cheerful music, no flickering lights, and no other people.
He Xilou pointed at a cigarette, stared at the bright red spot for a long time, and suddenly said:
"Do you think I should let go?"
Qi Yao: "What do you mean?"
He Xilou closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Qi Yao poured himself a glass of wine and lay down on the sofa.
"Come on, are you willing to let go? I understand you. Once you've made up your mind about someone, you'll never let them go, even if you die."
He Xilou slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and the bitter smell of tobacco lingered around his body, as if covered with a layer of depressing mood.
Qi Yao came over and said calmly: "By the way, what's wrong with your dark circles? They're turning blue under your eyes."
"Because I've been having nightmares lately."
"What did you dream about?"
He Xilou glanced at him and said, "I dreamed that you were bitten to death by a shark."
Qi Yao: “…”
Is this right? It's really speechless. His mother opened the door to speechless, and speechless people are at home.
He Xilou took a sip of wine and lay quietly, not moving for a long time.
He dreamed of his biological mother's curse, cursing him to die a bad death and to go to hell.
I dreamed of Meng Shiyi's rejection and resistance. She said that she didn't plan to date for long, that they would break up sooner or later, and she had never thought about getting married.
She also said she didn't like him.
No wonder she didn't want to kiss him when they were together and always rejected his touch.
"Hey, let's talk about something happy," Qi Yao sat over.
"Xilou, your brother He Cheng has been on the verge of collapse recently because we've secretly snatched away a lot of his projects. He's in a state of depression, and he's probably drinking out of frustration right now. And that little lover we assigned to him earlier has already added his contact information at the racetrack. It's only a matter of time before she'll make him lose his mind!"
It is indeed something to be happy about.
But He Xilou didn't show any emotional fluctuations.
He stared at the ceiling aimlessly for a long time before draining the contents of the glass.
Qi Yao is right.
He really won't be willing to let go.
He even wanted to snatch Meng Shiyi away, tie her to the bed, kiss her fiercely, force her not to break up, force her to like him...
The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains and fell on my face.
Meng Shiyi's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes in a daze.
When I woke up, I was still a little dazed.
She was drunk last night and was not very conscious.
Xu Qingqing heard the movement on the bed and immediately turned around and said, "Ancestor, you are finally awake. I will go get you a glass of honey water."
"Okay, thank you my baby."
Meng Shiyi got up, washed, and drank some warm lemon and honey water, and she felt much refreshed.
Xu Qingqing came over and said, "By the way, Shiyi, do you remember what happened last night? Damn, that was awesome!"
Meng Shiyi was confused and looked at her curiously and asked, "What happened last night?"
She just remembered that she went to the bar with Xu Qingqing to drink, and then... she didn't remember much.
Xu Qingqing stood up excitedly: "Did you forget? You slapped He Xilou!!"
After saying this, Meng Shiyi was silent for a few seconds.
?
She slapped He Xilou?!
Xu Qingqing said, "Also, your brother carried you back later. He knew that you broke up with He Xilou."
"How did he know that?"
"You, the drunkard, said it yourself. You confessed it yourself..."
The memories of last night flooded into my mind bit by bit, weaving into pictures.
Meng Shiyi remembered.
She turned on her phone and saw that Meng Huaili had sent her many messages.
[Are you awake? Does your head hurt?]
Don't worry, I won't let him get close to you again.
[He Xilou bullied you, and I beat him up. Remember to tell me if you're in a relationship next time. Don't hide it from me.]
There were also messages from Lu Shijie and Jiang Yue expressing their concern for her.
Meng Shiyi looked at the countless messages, and a complicated feeling welled up in her heart.
She originally thought that the breakup would be quiet.
I didn’t expect that the truth would come out sooner or later.
She called back to make sure she was fine. It took a while for Meng Huaili to feel relieved.
After hanging up the phone, a friend request suddenly popped up.
[Lou Xihe, a junior Chinese language major, has something to ask you]
Lou Xihe?
Who is this person? Why does his name sound so familiar?
Meng Shiyi accepted the friend request, thinking it had some professional content.
The other party didn't speak.
Meng Shiyi took the initiative to politely ask, "Hello, Mr. Lou, what can I do for you?"
Lou Xihe sent two voice messages.
Meng Shiyi clicked it.
The next second, He Xilou's low, magnetic voice came out through the voice, strong and oppressive, but also revealed a bit of pleading:
[Meng Shiyi, no breaking up allowed]
[If you're angry, slap me again, but don't break up with me, you hear me?!]
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