Sheng Youting asked him, "why?"

But for a long time did not hear the other party's answer.

Looking over his face, Song Li was already asleep.

At the same time, Song Li's hand fell from his arm and his head leaned against the sofa.

"Find someone to take care of Mr. Song and Mr. Bo right away."

Waiting on the side of the Cheng Chi respectfully back, "yes, young master."

Sheng Youting looks at the drunk Song Li and thin blue. He takes back his sight and gets up from the sofa. He straightens his clothes and goes out of the guest room to the master bedroom.

After a few steps, he suddenly felt that he had lost his strength, so he leaned against the wall between the corridors and took out a cigarette to smoke.

I don't know whether it's the effect of cigarettes or the intoxication of alcohol. Memories of the past, like a raging flood, swept over his brain and eroded every cell of him.

She used to love him so much that even if he hated her, warned her and humiliated her, she still followed him recklessly.

Love so that as long as he looks back, he can see her gentle smile like warm spring in March.

But now, her love no longer belongs to him.

She fell in love with other men, in order to be with other men, she would not hesitate to cheat him, betray him, trample on him, abandon him, and even want to commit suicide all the time and follow that man.

Thinking of these again, he thought he would be furious, hysterical and desperate to strangle her, but he did not.

His mood has never been so calm as now, but his heart has never been as painful as it is now. When Xiaoyi died, he did not have such pain.

It's heartrending and heartbreaking.

There is such a moment, he really want to be emotional collapse, crazy just good, at least not so clearly bear all this.

If he had known that he would love her like this, five years ago, he would not have hesitated, would not resist, but chose to be as reckless as her.

Hold her tight.

So, will all things be different?

So, will she love him as much as she used to?

Unfortunately, this world, never if, think of these two words, the most sad.

In the master bedroom, after Sheng Tianchen told Liu Liu the story of a fast story book, she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep tired.

He collected the book, just sat on the chair beside the bed, and was ready to have a good look at her. The door of the room made a "click" sound. He knew that it was a ting who came back.

Disappointed, he got up from his chair and walked to the door in a gentle voice, "back?"

The man came in with a cigarette in his mouth. A few buttons at his collar were torn open, revealing an attractive clavicle and a corner of gauze stained with blood. The throat bone uttered a low voice, "HMM."

As soon as he got close, Sheng and Ting smelled the strong smell of wine. Looking again, his blue eyes had already become a little vague, as if covered with a layer of water mist. He could not help but frown, "you have drunk too much."

The man's voice was cold, "No

Sheng Tianchen did not hesitate to pierce him, "I saw it at a glance, you still said no."

The man felt a little tired and didn't want to talk to him again, "you go back to your room and have a rest."

He said so, Sheng Tianchen naturally has no reason to stay more, just some uneasy reminder, "a ting, I want to tell you again, this medicine can't be used for too long."