Time and you are my fault

There are many restaurants near Star River, and there are countless restaurants that are open until midnight.

Zong Yanxiu was going to take her some light food, but Chu Yi insisted on eating the steak at the street.

She couldn't help it, and the two went to eat steak at night. Chu Yi was in a good mood and ordered a bottle of expensive red wine.

He wanted to stop it, but seeing the smile finally appearing on her face, he held back.

There are actually quite a few young couples around, drinking red wine and chatting.

After the dishes were served, Chu Yi was bored with the meal, and even poured down the red wine as a drink.

The man's thick eyebrows were frowned, and he reached out to snatch it away, "This is the fourth cup, no more."

Chuy raised her head, and finally looked at him squarely, her amber pupils filled with the brilliance of the crystal lamp above her head, shining brightly.

Seeing the sauce on her mouth, he took a tissue and got up to wipe it off bit by bit.

Chu Yi licked her lips, still looking at him with her eyes, raised her glass, "Zong Yanxiu, we haven't had a drink together yet, cheers."

The man was caught off guard by her hot and cold attitude, he picked up the water in his hand and touched her glass, "Why are you cheering?"

Chu Yi propped her chin, rolled her big eyes, and smiled slyly but beautifully, "We met for...!"

Afterwards, she drank all the red wine in several gulps.

Zong Yanxiu smiled slightly, he could tell that Chu Yi was already drunk.

Every time I get drunk, I talk more, laugh more, and express more vividly.

Every change made him love it more.

He drank the white water in his glass, saw that she was almost finished, and got up to pay the bill.

When she came back, she saw Chu Yi tilting her head to look at him, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"Why do you still have private money?"

"I'll give you my private money too, and you'll pay for everything when you go out, okay?" He bent down and moved closer to her.

The breaths on each other were entangled, probably because of the alcohol, which made her behavior a little uncontrollable.

Seeing the face so close, she suddenly raised her head and kissed him on the lips.

The sound was a bit loud, attracting the attention of people around.

The man's scalp was numb from her actions, and his breathing was heavy.

"Go home." He took her hand.

She was very obedient and didn't break free, and the two of them wandered slowly on the street.

Suddenly, Chu Yi stopped and stood there motionless.

The light from the window next to her enveloped half of her figure, and the fine dust danced in the light and shadow.

He looked at her, "what's the matter?"

She suddenly stretched out her arms and said aggrievedly, "Zong Yanxiu, carry me on your back."

"Okay." He didn't mind her intimacy at all, and immediately squatted down, "Come on."

Chuy lay directly on his broad back, her hands tightly hugging his neck.

He stood up and even turned upside down, "Have you lost weight?"

She put her face on his shoulder and gave a muffled hum.

Neither of them spoke, they walked quietly on the street at night.

Chu Yi closed her eyes and calculated the distance from here to Xinghe Bay, which is about six to seven hundred meters.

She took a deep breath.

She was thinking, if this road is very long, very long, and has no end, it would be great.

The voice was a little hoarse, and he said in his ear, "When I get home, I will tell you something."

"it is good."

His hands wrapped around the bend of her legs, the warmth of her body came through from his back, and her breath was in his ears.

This kind of real touch and feeling suppressed his restlessness.

She was too strange these days, which also made him uneasy.

With a distance of several hundred meters, it took only a few minutes to arrive at the gate of Xinghe Bay.

The guard brother saw the figures of the two, greeted them eagerly, and then opened the side door next to them.

Staring at the two figures, the doorman brother couldn't help sighing, "It's such a good relationship. I'm walking on the road with my wife behind my back at night."

Back on the twelfth floor, Zong Yanxiu put him on the sofa, took a cup of warm water and handed him over.

The main light was not turned on in the room, and the wall lamp was soft and dim.

Chuy looked up at the water glass in his hand, but didn't pick it up.

Her lips moved, as if she was considering how to speak.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the man put the cup on the coffee table, but before he could stand up straight, he heard a word in his ear.

"Zong Yanxiu, I don't want to get married anymore."

His back seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock in an instant, and he froze there. His eyes, which were always calm like a black pool, shook layers of ripples, but he forced himself to calm down.

"Are you drunk?"

Chu Yi didn't speak, but looked straight up at him, with a calm expression showing a bit of stubbornness.

He squatted down directly in front of her, holding her cold hand with both hands, "Is it... Fear of marriage?"

Chu Yi stared at those seemingly calm eyes, and shook her head under his gaze.

Her hand seemed to be tightly clenched by an uncontrollable force, and it hurt a lot. She held back and said nothing, "So these days, you are avoiding me because you don't want to get married."

Chuy bit her lower lip, feeling that the air in the room was too thin, and she was about to suffocate.

I don't know if it's because the light and shadow are too dim, or because his body is too tense, but at this moment his sharp facial features are more profound.

"What's the reason? The reason why you don't want to get married?" He asked, his black eyes gradually filled with waves.

His eyes dimmed, and the strength in his hands became stronger, and he said his guess, "Yiyi, don't you love me?"

Chu Yi felt her heart was squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, and she dared not move.

love?

Of course she loves her. In this world, the person she loves the most should be Zong Yanxiu.

Is being cute useful?
Love cannot be eaten or lived.

"Or...or what did Shiyue tell you?" He frowned and asked, his voice trembling with depression.

"Did he use the antidote to force you to do something?" He guessed in a panic, anger welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't restrain it anymore.

He took out the phone with trembling fingers, but Chu Yi pressed it down, and heard her dry voice say, "No, Shiyue didn't contact me."

"It's my own fault, Zong Yanxiu, I regret the marriage, I don't want to marry you anymore."

Her tone was indifferent, as if she was talking about trivial matters.

And the line of sight turned to the window.

"What did I do to make you angry, I'll change it, don't talk to me in such a tone, okay?"

As if he was comforting a child, he pinched her chin with his fingers and forced her to look directly at him.

Chu Yi looked down at him. In his memory, Zong Yanxiu was aloof. When had he ever seen him talk to a woman in such a humble tone and begging attitude.

Looking at himself reflected in his pupils, that woman, indifferent and heartless, said the words of regretting the marriage without even a single tear in her eyes.

She suddenly held his face, "Zong Yanxiu, since you saw clearly what you want for me, it can be said that you are a perfect boyfriend, a perfect husband."

The heat from her palm was transmitted to his skin, and he pressed her hand for fear that she would pull away.

"Yi." His voice was a little choked up.

Originally, he thought she was throwing a temper tantrum, because he was busy with work recently, and because he neglected her during his sick days.

But now, looking at those eyes, the bottom of her eyes are as clear as water, and her tone is calm and unwavering. This is not the appearance of losing her temper at all.

"As for the media and family and friends, I will explain." She pulled her hand out, got up and walked to the bedroom.

It's just that after taking three or two steps, the whole back sank heavily into the man's chest and was wrapped in his warm breath.