Jingzhi looks at an Chengyuan on the bed and doesn't know whether to feel heartache for him or sorrow for herself.

If he can't forget Wang Yu all the time, then? Is there any need for her to continue fighting for him?

This question, is it necessary to think about it?

An Chengyuan forced his eyes to open. Some of them couldn't adapt. Then he closed them tightly and opened them again. Finally, he adapted to the light in the room?

Shaking his head hard, he had a splitting headache and swept the surrounding environment. Where is this?

Raised his hands, stretched himself, yawned, and then carefully searched the room. Only then did he realize that it was not his own room.

It wasn't his own room. He jumped up quickly from the bed. Standing by the bed, he felt weak and had no strength at all.

Looking at his pajamas, he scratched his hair and thought, what's going on? When did he come back? How did you take a bath?

He couldn't remember. His last memory was drinking with his cousin Liu Jun in the bar, because Wang Yu received the news that Wang Yu had given birth to a child for Shen Junyu, because he knew that Shen Junyu had taken Wang Yu back to Binhai, and even prepared to propose marriage to Wen Haoyu at Wen's house.

And he will lose her forever.

I remember drinking a lot of wine with Liu Jun. Liu Jun nagged like a fly in his ear. He didn't want to listen to him, so he was drinking all the time.

He breathed out gently, but his mouth smelled of wine. He quickly walked to the bathroom. When he walked into the bathroom, he remembered that this was not his own room. There should be no washing utensils here.

Looking at the appliances on the washstand in the bathroom, he suddenly realized that this is Jingzhi's room. His room should be upstairs.

Quickly turn around, quickly walk towards the door, then run upstairs in three steps and two steps, and walk towards your room.

He washed quickly, then found a suit of clothes in the wardrobe and changed it. Looking at himself in the mirror, he actually grew stubbles after drinking.

Shave your beard with a razor, and then sort yourself out a little. Although it looks a little decadent, it's still quite spiritual.

When I came downstairs again, I just arrived at the living room on the first floor. Jing knew that breakfast had been set on the dining table. When I saw him coming downstairs, I naturally said to him, "I cooked a lot of porridge. Come and eat together."

An Cheng was stunned for a while, but then he reacted. He said "good" and came over and sat at the table.

Porridge is just a simple white porridge, which may be the reason for cooking for a long time. It smells fragrant, and a few dishes look very delicious.

After taking a sip of the porridge, it was really delicious. An Chengyuan looked up. "Your porridge is very delicious. You can cook it when you have time."

Jingzhi looked at him and didn't know what he meant, but he nodded: "OK."

"When did I come back last night?" after an Chengyuan ate a bowl of porridge, he asked Jingzhi to help him hold another bowl, and then asked casually.

"It looks like 2 a.m." Jingzhi said faintly as he handed him the porridge: "Liu Jun helped you in. He didn't know you lived on the third floor, so he directly helped you into the second floor. You were staggering when you were drunk, and then ran directly into the bathroom to vomit. You vomited in a mess, but fortunately you vomited. Then you were drunk, took a bath in the bathroom of my room, took my bed as your bed and fell asleep."

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