Chapter 442: : Injury (9)

The door of the VIP room reopened, Zuo Hancheng walked out, and at the same time raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
The boss of the XX group came out to say hello and asked him if he wanted to go back and have fun with everyone. Zuo Hancheng refused with a smile, and at the same time glanced at the time.
Although for various reasons, I had to accompany those friends in the industry to drink a lot of alcohol, even mixed with liquor, beer and foreign wine. At this time, I was already drinking and having a headache, but still because of an hour. The previous call where no one spoke was worried.
After walking out of the VIP room and the conference hall, away from the hustle and bustle of the conference hall behind him, his head hurts even more.
Zuo Hancheng took out his cell phone and took a look. He was about to dial the previous call, but he just walked to the fork in the walkway outside, and he shook his steps because of a cool, rainy breeze blowing in from the window, and he leaned directly against him. In front of the window.
He frowned, he hadn't drunk so much for a long time, besides, it was so much liquor.
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows again, planning to calm down for a while before leaving.
Just when Zuo Hancheng hesitated several times whether to call his little wife at this late hour to confirm her safety, suddenly, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground came from the front, step by step, step by step towards him near.
The moment the black eyes were raised, facing Rong Xue’s dim eyes, Zuo Hancheng’s cold and dark eyes did not fluctuate at all because of her approach, only when Rong Xue was about to approach, Qingjun’s brows were slightly Flop.
"Hancheng, have you drunk too much?" Rong Xue asked him with a smile when he approached with a drunken spirit.
Yes, he drank too much, but at least he could stay awake.
Zuo Hancheng didn’t answer, but saw that Rong Xue was wearing thin clothes and walked out. It’s still cold in spring. The aisle outside the venue is very cold, and the wind carrying freezing rain outside the window blows in. You can feel a bit of coolness even in a trench coat.
"How can I drive back like this? Do you want me to let Tiansheng people arrange a suite for you in this hotel?" Rong Xue seemed as if nothing had happened before, and just smiled and walked over to care about him.
"No, it's fine to blow the cold wind for a while." Zuo Hancheng raised his hand and gently clenched his fist on his forehead to support his painful head and stop sinking.
Rong Xue’s attitude at this moment seems to have been figured out. If people do not completely tear their faces, it is of course the best way to maintain a polite relationship. Face Rong Xue’s pure concern at this time. Attitude, Zuo Hancheng's indifference was gradually reduced a bit.
"Blowing the cold wind..." Rong Xue suddenly looked at the window behind him with some emotion: "I have been blowing the cold wind for so many years, but I still haven't been sober... I told myself thousands of times that Zuo Hancheng is actually too much. Unfeeling man, I even booked a flight ticket in the middle of the night because I missed you impulsively and wanted to come to China to find you. It was very cold that night. It was the coldest night in the history of Los Angeles Airport. They held me and told me not to be impulsive. ..."
"I just filled the bathtub with ice cubes, and I lay in the ice cubes and told myself that I would rather die so cold than be impulsive..."
"But I'm still not awake..." Rong Xue's eyes looked at him quietly: "The love is too deep, deep into the bone marrow, so I would rather change myself not like myself, but also grab you. come back……"
"Cold City...How innocent I am... If I hadn't entered the showbiz circle, Grandpa wouldn't hate me so much... But at that time I was clean from head to toe... He was disgusted by him... It happened that he pushed me into the abyss... It happened that... I should hate you, but I still love you so unworthy..."
"I'm just not reconciled..." Rong Xue smiled as she talked, but she laughed, tears in her eyes: "I have been fighting for so many years. I ignored the most important things around me. Then I finally found out what I had lost. I climbed step by step until I reached a position where I could barely stand shoulder to shoulder with you. I came to you with a victory gesture, thinking you would I am admiring..."
"But... you hate me so much..." Rong Xue smiled, tears rolled drop by drop, looking at Zuo Hancheng's sober eyes after drinking too much alcohol, and looking at his look that made her look She dreamed of the face she wanted to get close to, and looked at his arms and chest that had no longer belonged to her, and smiled very weakly.
"The five years I have missed, do I really have no qualifications to own you..."
Zuo Hancheng did not speak, but silently looked at the woman who was so sad that she was crying and laughing, and said nothing about the past.
"You are really unfeeling. I saw it five years ago. Now, it makes me even more aware of how good a man I have loved for so many years is so good that if I accidentally lose it, I will do it again. It can't be saved..."
As Rong Xue said, she staggered and walked in front of him until Zuo Hancheng was only two or three centimeters away from his chest. When she breathed, she could almost get his arms, but she Just standing here, looking up at him.
"I don't dare to approach you anymore..." She looked at his face close at hand in a maddening manner, with red eyes, but smiled and said: "Once I get closer, you will push me away. ..."
"Are you keeping a certain distance like this, so you won't push me away? Hancheng, how can you make me willing to be like you..."
"You drank too much." Zuo Hancheng looked at her indifferently, didn't push away, and didn't even reach out to touch her. He just stood by the window, enduring the headache of being drunk, and said in a light voice.
"You have drunk too much, but you are still sober, aren't you?" Rong Xue looked at his face, and when Zuo Hancheng frowned, a cold wind blew through the window beside them, and even flew from outside the window. The incoming rain fell on her shoulders.
Rong Xue shuddered suddenly and coldly all over, Zuo Hancheng glanced at it, but did not speak, only to raise his hand to close the window.
Rong Xue said with red eyes, "In the past, you would definitely lend me a special gentleman's coat to wear... Now, you have let go of the gentleman qualities you received in the United States since you were young, just look at me like this I shivered coldly...not to mention a hug, even a coat was stingy to me..."
Zuo Hancheng remained silent: "Sorry."
There was so much alienation and politeness in this apology, Rong Xue suddenly laughed out loud. Compared to the calmness just now, she suddenly approached his arms directly, raising her head and looking at him infatuated. : "Hancheng...Your enthusiasm has been given to Gu An, right? Then when we were together, what am I? You are so mean to me even a kiss."