so-called happiness

He still chose silence.

"Doctor, you have been silent, do you know how rude you are?"

Well, he won't talk to me anymore.Thinking about it afterwards, it must be the courage that drinking gave me that made me say that, and I must be the kindness that the angel gave him, so I was not thrown out of the car by him.

The temperature in the car was just right, the music was just right, the speed of the car was just right, the lights outside were just right, everything was just right, so I fell asleep, and then fell unconscious, and it was already the next morning when I woke up.

The sunlight outside shone on the bed through the window until my eyes were so bright that it hurt.Rubbing my eyes, when I opened them, the ceiling was full of eyes, my hair was so messed up that it exploded, my head hurt so much that the world seemed to be spinning in circles, and my stomach still seemed to hurt a little.Get up, go to the bathroom first to solve the problem of stomach pain.Staring at the mirror and trying to remember how I got back yesterday, I really can't remember.After simply washing up and preparing to eat, I was almost intimidated when I first entered the living room.My God, this is the snail girl.There is porridge and vegetables on the table.The living room was cleaned, even the floor was mopped.The refrigerator, which was originally in a mess, is now neatly placed.I subconsciously glanced at my body. Fortunately, I didn't change my clothes. The dress was crumpled on me.

There is a note on the refrigerator, "Wake up, put the porridge in the pot and heat it up. There is hangover soup in the pot." The handwriting is quite elegant, and it is definitely not the words of any familiar people around me.

Turn on the phone, it is full of messages, from Xiazi, Yang Jie, Tang Menggugou, it is rare to see my phone so busy.While sliding down, I saw a head that appeared frequently recently appeared in front of my eyes.I suddenly remembered that it seemed that Yi Qingchen sent me back yesterday.In order to confirm my thoughts, I clicked on his dialog box and tentatively said, "You sent me back yesterday?"

He didn't reply me, when I thought it was not him, he replied, "Remember to drink porridge."

It's over, it's over, how can I let him send me back, how can I let him send me, how can this person be willing to send me back?I won't be crazy about drinking, maybe I didn't talk nonsense, did I spit on him like in a TV series, didn't he guard me all night last night, right?I was spinning nervously in the living room.Omg what the hell have I done.

"I shouldn't have said anything wrong yesterday, right?" I asked him again.

"What do you think?"

It's really over, there are only two possibilities for such words to appear, either he said it, or he didn't want to mention it anymore.Either way, it's all my fault.It must be that I said something too much, I won't scold him, I won't nag about my things that can't be brought to the table.

"If I say or do something, don't take it to heart. I just drank too much, so don't take it to heart."

When I saw this sentence, I felt that it had a built-in voice function. The guilt in this tone was almost overflowing, and the person who received the message actually only replied, "I'm here as a patient."

I threw the phone on the sofa, and I saw him as a patient.Of course, I still have to eat the food cooked by the patient. It feels good. The doctor's craftsmanship must be very nutritious, and my taste buds also gave it full marks.

In the afternoon, Xiazi called and said that she was about to board the plane, so she would not say goodbye to me.Think about it, she has been here for a week, and I haven't taken her out to play.She said that she came to Chongqing not only for business, but also for me.

"I've always felt that you haven't been in a relationship or married for so many years because you still think about him, so I came back and wanted to bring you together and give you a chance to start over. It might cause you trouble, but seeing You have a good life, and you think it should have nothing to do with him. Anyway, he reappeared, you have to think about it, can you give him a chance for yourself. From the perspective of a bystander, I will tell you very seriously , I think, he likes you, not for now, but for a long time."

Did I hear correctly, this person actually said that he liked me for many years, how could it be impossible.

"Okay, don't worry about it. I'll figure it out. You can live your life well. Don't make it look like you haven't seen each other. When you get married, I will be a bridesmaid."

"understood."

I hung up the phone, feeling a little sad.Xu Hongxia has changed, she has become less powerful.In the past, I didn't like her very much. Her personality was too strong, she always put herself in a high position, and others were like her subordinates. She could always plan a track in our life ahead of us, so I don't like her, at least I don't want to have too much interaction.So even if we are roommates, we are just classmates.This situation continued until junior year.In the last two years of college, this person changed and became more approachable, so we got close until now.Her boyfriend was met when she took the postgraduate entrance examination. I knew that boy the first time I saw him. Not surprisingly, it was this guy.

In the evening, Yi Yi inexplicably sent a photo. It was an online fortune teller who said that my love index this year was five stars.I sent a speechless expression, "Do you still believe this?"

"It was almost 12 o'clock last night. Yi Qingchen sent me a message and asked me your house number. Tell me, how are you two doing?"

what's the situation?What could happen, "Didn't I be in class last night? I was drunk and met him, and he sent me home." Wait, Yi Yi said that Yi Qingchen also called her, this person I'm not mistaken, I don't know what home my family sent me back to.