Chapter 1689: Don't contact anymore

Every year at the end of the year, Lan Sixia’s unit must have a military exercise to summarize and close the work of the year.
At that time, many leaders and superiors will come to check in person.
Lan Sixia is now a second lieutenant, if he is not there, it is absolutely impossible.
Therefore, Bai Ye can only try to dissuade Lan Sixia again, "Si Xia, you shouldn't go back. When the senior officer comes down, if you go to take time off to attend the wedding, this is not justified. Besides, you apply at this important juncture. If the leave is approved, it is not certain whether the above can be approved..."
However, before Bai Yehua could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lan Sixia.
"If you can't approve, you have to approve, you can't go, you have to go."
Lan Sixia's tone is so determined, "Nuanhua wedding, I must go."
"But if you have to go, you will be disobeying the order and you will be recorded as a big offense!" Bai Ye continued to persuade.
After all, military exercises, unless there are very special special circumstances, are absolutely not allowed to ask for leave. If Lan Sixia had to go, the consequences would be disastrous.
I remember that, relatively speaking, it is a very light punishment, but if you are demoted to your rank, you will suffer a big loss!
Lan Sixia took the position of second lieutenant only after suffering hardship for the past year.
If all this is ruined just because of impulse, then you will lose out!
However, Bai Ye's dissuasion was no longer useful to Lan Sixia.
Lan Sixia was determined, and it was useless for anyone to say anything.
He said categorically, "Even if it is recorded, I will go, and I must go."
"Oh... well."
When Bai Ye heard this, she also knew that she couldn't persuade Lan Sixia.
No way, who made Lan Sixia a stubborn donkey since childhood?
But as long as he decides things, no one can stop him, and no one has any room for repentance.
However, Bai Ye suddenly sighed again, and said helplessly, "But Si Xia, don't you think all this is too cruel for you?"
"Tang Nuan painting is going to get married, if it is not you, you have to go to the scene to send her blessings, watch her with your own eyes, hold weddings with other men, and say vows... Si Xia, why do you find yourself guilty like this? Take it? You will be hurt very much."
As Lan Sixia's best friend, Bai Ye had to think more about Lan Sixia.
He knew that, although Lan Sixia was silent on the surface, it seemed as if it was invincible.
But people's hearts are made of meat, Lan Sixia will have sadness and sad moments.
How cruel is it to watch a woman you like and marry another man with your own eyes? How could Lan Sixia not hurt?
Don't talk about Lan Sixia, Bai Ye feels heartache just thinking about it, let alone when Lan Sixia will go to the scene and watch Tang Nuan painting marry another person.
However, Bai Ye thought about this, but Lan Sixia had never thought about it.
After all, he also thought that he should be the one who went to the end with Tang Nuan painting...
After all, he had taken that girl seriously, after all, he also wanted to paint happiness for Tang Nuan.
It's just a pity that he and Tang Nuan's paintings may have no relationship.
However, even if he can't be together, at least he can watch this girl happy with his own eyes.
There is a kind of love called letting go.
It’s true that it hurts to attend Tang Nuan’s wedding.
But if he didn't attend Tang Nuan's painting wedding, he would regret it even more.
In this life, Tang Nuan has seen happy appearances, he has seen unhappy appearances, and Quan Zhichen has seen angry and angry appearances.
The only thing I haven't seen before is the happy look when Tang Nuan painted when he married someone else.
So, how can he be absent?
"It's so decided, I went back to approve the leave to the chief, don't say anything."
At the end, Lan Sixia said indifferently, there was no room for discussion in his tone.
"Well, since you have made this decision, then I will go with you too!" Suddenly, Bai Ye said bitterly.
"What are you doing with me, are you afraid of being remembered?"
Lan Sixia was obviously unhappy when she heard that Bai Ye was going with her.
After all, this was his decision alone, and Lan Sixia didn't want to hurt others.
However, when Bai Ye heard this, he looked disapproving.
He waved his hand and smiled indifferently, "Hurt, what is it to remember? Si Xia, our brothers for so many years, don't you know? As long as I can be with you, I don't care."
"Furthermore, I have to take the time to go back and see my little girlfriend. When I called last time, she said she missed me. If I don't go back, I'm afraid she will run away with someone else."
The little girlfriend Bai Ye said was Lin Nanxiang.
When he talked about Lin Nanxiang, Bai Ye couldn't help but smile, because he hadn't seen Lin Nanxiang for a long time.
Thinking of going back to see Lin Nanxiang at the end of next month, he couldn't express his joy.
"Well, it's so decided."
Since Bai Ye said so, Lan Sixia had no choice but to nod.
After that, the two began to prepare for the fake.
...
At the same time, Times Bar.
The scene was still dim, and the swaying lights rushed across every face of all kinds. The deafening music almost broke the eardrum.
Quan Zhichen was sitting on the side counter at this moment.
There were several glasses of whiskey and some high-strength pure foreign wines in front of him.
With his slender and feeble fingers, he gently held up a glass of wine, Quan Zhichen was already groggy now.
But he is not drunk yet.
Dazzlingly looked at the men and women on the dance floor, shaking their heads as if they were a group of lunatics... Quan Zhichen lifted a glass of wine, and without hesitation, poured the glass of wine into his mouth.
The spicy drink seemed to have paralyzed his throat.
Quan Zhichen had no feelings for a long time, he just drank glass after glass, letting his mind be paralyzed a little bit.
But why?
Even though the nerves were paralyzed, the face painted by Tang Nuan still swayed and swayed in front of him, lingering.
Quan Zhichen wanted to drink more wine, and then drink more wine. Perhaps in this way, he could forget Tang Nuan's painting, so that he would not suffer such pain.
But can't forget.
This feeling that I want to forget but can't forget is almost about to torture Quan Zhichen to death.
He wanted to sleep, but as soon as he closed his eyes, there were all the pictures painted by Tang Nuan.
Tang Nuanhua clearly said to him, Quan Zhichen, we will never contact him again.