Despite Su Luo's initial reluctance, he couldn't resist Ozawa Nami's enthusiastic invitation.
And so it was.
Nami Ozawa took Sulo to a music restaurant in the city center.
It's lunchtime, and the restaurant is quite crowded.
Since there weren't any particularly good seats, the two sat in a corner, far from the stage.
We ordered a few side dishes and plum wine from the waiter.
The plum wine was served.
Nami Ozawa only poured herself a cup.
Su Luo licked her lips, looking expectant. "Nami-nee, I want to drink too..."
Nami Ozawa said with a smile, "You just took your medicine, so you can't drink alcohol."
Su Luo lowered her head in disappointment. "Okay..."
But when he's upset, he always wants to drink or smoke, but he doesn't have any cigarettes in his pocket right now.
"Give."
A thin menthol cigarette was handed to him.
Nami Ozawa chose this restaurant because they allowed smoking there, just now when the doctor was bandaging Su Luo's wound at the hospital.
Su Luo looked like she was in a bad mood, and since she couldn't drink alcohol, she probably needed to smoke to relieve it.
"Thanks."
Su Luo took the cigarette and put it in her mouth.
Nami Ozawa helped light it with a lighter.
Su Luo took a deep breath, and her anxious mind instantly calmed down.
Nami Ozawa picked up her glass and drank it down in one gulp.
A bottle of wine was quickly finished.
Neither of them ate much; one kept smoking, and the other kept drinking alone.
The two guests sitting next to each other were secretly surprised to see this.
What happened?
Two beautiful women, why aren't they eating or talking, they're just smoking and drinking?
What huge blow did they suffer?
Nami Ozawa waved to the waiter, "Hello, another bottle of plum wine, please."
Another bottle of plum wine was served.
Su Luo said with some concern, "Drink less, you'll feel unwell if you drink too much."
He thought Ozawa Nami was acting strangely today. She was wearing so many clothes, including a scarf, which she didn't even take off while eating. He had never seen anyone wear a scarf while eating before.
Nami Ozawa picked up the bottle, smiled, and shook her head.
"I can hold my liquor very well, it's okay."
As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass again and drank it all in one gulp.
Actually, she was in a bad mood today because Song Ruhai beat her up just because she accidentally dropped a hair on the ground.
That's why she couldn't help but speed on the road just now. She was wearing such thick clothes and a scarf to cover up her injuries.
Seeing this, Su Luo didn't try to persuade him further.
After dinner, Ozawa Nami suggested taking a walk along the river.
Su Luo felt dizzy from smoking too much and nodded almost unconsciously.
The two descended the steps and walked side by side to the riverbank.
It was completely dark by then. The moon was very round tonight, and the sky was full of stars.
A cool breeze swept by, rustling the willows on the shore, their branches swaying gently, and ripples spread across the calm lake, reflecting the beautiful bright moon.
After walking for a while, Ozawa Nami sat down on a bench on the shore.
Su Luo stood still, and the two looked at each other.
Nami Ozawa beckoned to him, her eyes curving into beautiful crescent shapes.
"Aren't you tired? Come and rest for a bit."
"good……"
Su Luo sat down next to Ozawa Nami, gazing at the calm lake surface, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there any more cigarettes?"
Nami Ozawa turned her head to the side.
Under the moonlight, the "girl" in the white shirt sat quietly beside him.
Her thick, black hair fluttered in the wind, her profile was very soft, her nose was high and straight, and her dark eyes revealed an unconcealable sadness.
"Stop smoking, your voice is very hoarse."
Su Luo turned around, looked at Ozawa Nami with a puzzled expression, cleared her throat, and asked, "Really?"
Nami Ozawa nodded. "You seem to have something on your mind."
Su Luo was taken aback by her question, and then felt a little flustered.
"I guess so."
Is she showing concern for herself?
Nami Ozawa tentatively asked, "Is it a relationship problem?"
She remembered the expensive suit Su Luo wore last time, and guessed that Su Luo might have broken up with her boyfriend, but she couldn't just ask him directly if he had broken up with his boyfriend, as that would be too impolite.
"Um……"
Su Luo was unsure whether to tell Ozawa Nami, since they had only met a few times.
If I talk too much, won't the other person find me annoying?
Ozawa Nami softened her tone and looked him in the eyes sincerely.
"If I want to hear it, would you be willing to tell me?"
"..."
Su Luo never expected Ozawa Nami to say that, and her eyes were so sincere and gentle.
Like a sparkling angel, so warm, so very warm.
He dared not meet her gaze again, afraid of truly falling for her, and turned his gaze back to the lake, saying softly.
"I loved a girl for six years, but I knew I wasn't good enough for her and I couldn't give her a happy life, so I chose to let go. Now it seems she has finally met the right person for her. Should I wish her well now?"
After a moment of silence, Ozawa Nami slowly said, "We should wish her well."
Upon hearing this, Su Luo forced a smile and said.
"Yes, I also think we should wish her well. I should be happy for her, I should be happy for her..."
"So happy, hehe..."
Why am I so sad when I should be happy? So sad, so sad...
The next second.
Su Luo stumbled into a warm embrace.
Ozawa Nami hugged him tightly, like a mother hugging her child, burying his head in her chest, and whispered softly in his ear.
"Don't pretend to be strong, just cry if you want to."
"..."
Su Luo did not struggle. She slowly closed her eyes, and large, hot tears spilled from the corners of her eyes.
His chest heaved violently, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
His hands unconsciously wrapped around her slender waist.
I could smell her pleasant body odor and the familiar scent of Black Opium perfume, and feel the softness of her body.
All the grievances I've felt these past few days welled up inside me.
He felt like a complete failure, whether in his work, family, or love life.
My job has been stagnant, and my salary is only enough to pay the mortgage and support my daughter; I can't save any money at all.
He thought his lively and cheerful daughter might have a serious mental illness, but he couldn't get her to cooperate with the treatment.
He and Song Lingshan had broken up three years ago.
For the past three years, things had been peaceful. Now that she's back, he really doesn't have any illusions about reconciling with her; he just wants to live a peaceful life.
But she kept pestering him and would bully him whenever she felt like it, taking advantage of being his boss.
It also inexplicably burdened him with heavy debt.
He thought that once Song Lingshan had found the right person, he would feel relieved, but seeing the two of them together still made his heart ache so much he couldn't breathe.
He thought that once Song Lingshan had found the right person, he would feel relieved, but seeing the two of them together still made his heart ache so much he couldn't breathe.
How pathetic!
I'm such a loser!
That's right!
I'm a useless piece of trash!
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