Chapter 1940: Love buried in time (158)

"Sister, don't worry about me. I'm ready for gifts."
"Ready? What gift? Would you like me to look at you?" Jing Yu asked.
Jing Rong's thin lips clenched and finally shook his head. "Sister, don't ask me."
"Well, you're already annoying me."
"I don't dare. My brother-in-law will find me."
Jing Yu smiled and patted his shoulder. "I believe in your vision."
at night.
Wen Yanzhi's birthday party was held in the club. A group of young people had a great time.
Jing Rong was the youngest and out of step with them. He was holding a cocktail, standing far away from the inner garden, not close.
Jing Yu came out to breathe. Jing Rong got up from the chair and helped her. "Why didn't you go with your brother-in-law?"
"He and Yanzhi talked upstairs, and I came out to breathe."
Jing Rong glanced upstairs and saw his brother-in-law, Yu Zeyao and Wen Yan, standing on the terrace and talking. His eyes cast up, and Wen Yanzhi just looked at him. The other's eyes were deep and his expression was serious, which made Jing Rong's heart slightly tight. Don't look away.
"Did you give the gift? I didn't see you with me when I first arrived." Jing Yu asked.
"Bring it." Jing Rong answered simply and simply. I took a sip of wine and groaned for a moment, and said, "Sister, I may not go back tonight."
"Never return home?" Jing Yu looked at him suspiciously.
Jing Rong nodded. "I have a friend."
Jing Yu narrowed his eyes, "What friend? You never have the habit of staying home all night."
Jing Rong smiled slightly, "Guarantee this time. Isn't I leaving? I want to talk to him."
Jing Yu laughed, and then smiled and said, "You are really grown up. If you are a girlfriend, you will have the opportunity to show me and your brother-in-law in the future.
Jing Rong raised his lips and did not answer.
upstairs.
Yu Zeyao said: "I thought he would go abroad, you already know."
Wen Yanzhi held the wine glass tightly and looked down at the young man downstairs, bitter in heart. He drank the wine in his hand and laughed at himself, "Why did I know that long ago? What do I have to do with him?"
Speaking of this, lonely lip-slipping, asked and answered, "I have nothing to do with him!"
Yu Zeyao glanced at Wen Yanzhi, he had never seen him suffer from such feelings. Or, at this moment, he is not just distressed.
I'm afraid this time he took it seriously.

Obviously today is his birthday, but Wen Yanzhi is not happy at all. Drinking in the house, drunk himself.
Jing Yu and Yu Zeyao took the lead and Jing Rong sat alone in the corner and waited. Wen Yanzhi passed by him several times, but never greeted him once, and even did not give him a look.
It seemed like he was sitting here as an extra person.
Jing Rong did not feel embarrassed, so he sat there patiently. Later, the number of girls who talked about each other gradually increased, and Jing Rong did not refuse, but just smiled to accompany them to drink.
When the sixth girl came again, Wen Yanzhi couldn't hold back.
He grabbed the cup that Jing Rong had just picked up and threw it directly into the trash.
Jing Rong looked up at him. With inexplicable anger in Wen Yanzhi's eyes, "You little boy, what do you drink? Is it for you?"
"I'm a little boy?" Jing Rong asked.
"18, 9 years old, what isn't it a kid?" Wen Yanzhi stared at Jing Rong coldly. "Let ’s go, your sister and brother-in-law are gone, so are you!"
"You want me to go?" Jing Rong asked.
Wen Yanzhi looked at Jing Rong from top to bottom, his eyes were so deep and so heavy.
Other friends nearby saw that Wen Shao was in a bad mood, but no one knew what happened to him.
Wen Yanzhi stared at Jing Rong for a long time, and her thin lips moved a little before she said, "Yes, I hope you go! Go now! Don't appear in front of me again!"
Jing Rong pursed his lips. Then he nodded, as if he knew it. He put down his glass and stood up.
Didn't say anything.
Wen Yanzhi only felt that his chest was slumped, and the movements of his hands were too late to think deeply. He clasped Jing Rong's hand, holding it very hard, as if he just released it a little, the person would disappear from his eyes.
Disappear from his world ...
For the first time, Wen Yanzhi felt so weak. For the first time, he couldn't catch someone ...
Whether it's his heart or his body.
Jing Rong just felt like his bones would be crushed by him. But he never struggled. Just let him grab himself.
At this moment, everyone felt something wrong. Everyone turned their faces together, and the audience suddenly became silent.
I don't know how long it took, Wen Yanzhi's hand loosened little by little. The thin lips moved, and his voice was hoarse: "Let's go ..."
Three words, so stunned, so weak, and so dismal.
This kind of Wen Yanzhi is nothing like the arrogant and invincible Wen Yanzhi in the past.
Jing Rong's heart seemed to be pulled by something, and there was a slight pain. In the end, he left step by step.

Next.
Everyone in the audience found that Wen Yanzhi was terribly lost.
Since the boy just left, he's been awful all over. In addition to drinking, it is drinking. It's as if you're drunk to death. Spit back and forth several times.
Until late at night, everyone left one after another.
Wen Yanzhi finally came out of the club.
He was supported by a woman, his shirt was in a mess, and his suit was laid loosely on his shoulders.
"Wen Shao, where do you live tonight, I will accompany you." The woman around, Jiao Didi talked to him.
Wen Yanzhi's smile was charming and charming, drunk and incoherent, "Want to accompany me so much, you say I ... why should I refuse and pursue another one, right?"
"Isn't it?"
The girl was talking, helping Wen Yanzhi go out.
One of Wen Yan raised his eyes and walked.
His eyes fell on a figure outside the clubhouse, a little drowsy. He is really drunk, and he is very drunk. Even hallucinations appeared.
"Do you want me to accompany you, or do you want her to accompany you?" The hallucination spoke, the tone was as cold as he remembered, and there was no temperature at all.
Wen Yanzhi felt mad.
Why was he drunk, Jing Rong didn't let himself go?
Without waiting for his answer, Jing Rong frowned.
"Then let her stay with you!" After that, he turned and left. Wen Yanzhi felt a pain in his heart and stretched out his hand to hold him. Take a step forward, trapping the young man's shoulder from behind, "I won't let you go!"
The girl looked at this picture and couldn't close her mouth.
What is this ...?
The next one is still writing!