After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Bo Hanshi was holding his cell phone and sitting on the sofa, his face a little solemn.

Qiao Yu has always been severely allergic to alcohol. She actually went to a bar to drink?

Chef Zhang came over and asked, "Mr. Bo, do you and the children want to eat anything tonight?"

Bo Hanshi had no appetite, so he asked Xiangsi, who was building a Lego tree, "Xiangsi, what do you want to eat?"

The little guy thought for a while: "Hmm... I want to eat steamed eggs with shrimps."

"Then I'll steam some shrimps and eggs. If you don't have anything special you want to eat or have taboos, I'll just follow today's menu."

Bo Hanshi nodded.

Xiangsi took the Lego drawing and asked, "Dad, I don't understand this step. How do I put it together? Help me."

Bo Han was distracted for a moment and didn't hear anything.

Until the little guy pushed his leg, "Dad? You can also drive a car?"

"..."

Only then did Bo Hanshi come back to his senses, took the drawing and glanced at it, then helped Xiangsi complete that step.

Xiangsi looked at him and suddenly asked: "Dad, you just said that her matter has nothing to do with you. Is it my mother's matter?"

The man's eyes darkened.

……

Half floating bar.

Qiao Yu and Nan Chu were both drunk.

Lu Zhilu dragged Nan Chu away, but Nan Chu refused to leave.

She waved the man's hand away: "Hey, who are you! Don't think you can drag me to a hotel room after I drink! Yuyu...Yuyu! Wake up!"

Qiao Yu had been drunk for a long time, lying on the bar, and was shaken awake by Nan Chu.

"Come on, keep drinking..."

Qiao Yu got up, raised his arms and continued pouring wine.

As a result, the bottle of wine has long since bottomed out.

After pouring for a long time, only a few drops of wine came out.

She frowned and said to the bartender: "Serve the wine! The one with the highest alcohol content!"

"Miss, are you sure you still want to drink?"

Qiao Yu thought that the other party was afraid that she would drink Bawang wine, so he took his wallet from his bag and slapped it on the bar!

"I have money! Serve the wine!"

The bartender was naturally willing to serve wine and opened a few more bottles of wine for her.

Qiao Yu poured a glass of brandy and poured it directly into his mouth. The inside of his throat was spicy, as if it was ignited by flames.

She leaned on the bar with one arm under her chin, holding the wine glass in her other hand and shaking it, and murmured in a drunken voice: "I don't have to raise children now... I can still afford to drink... but why don't I?" Raising children? Children... lovesickness..."

Thinking of lovesickness, tears fell hotly from the corners of my eyes.

She never felt that lovesickness was a burden to her. On the contrary, lovesickness was her pillar of support.

But now, her only spiritual support is gone...

Before coming to the bar, she took a bunch of allergy pills.

In the past, I was allergic to alcohol, so I couldn't drink to drown my sorrows.

But tonight, she was completely unrestrained.

I discovered that wine is really a good thing.

The stronger the better.

She poured another glass and was about to drink it when the glass in her hand was snatched away by Nan Chu.

Nan Chu was also drunk and going crazy.

"How can you have it all to yourself? Are we still good sisters? This cup! It belongs to me! Don't steal it from me!"

Nanchu was about to drink...

This glass of wine was snatched away by Lu Zhilu, "Are you two crazy enough? No one is allowed to drink it!"

Nan Chu pointed at his nose and looked at him drunkenly.

"Who are you? Why do you care about me?"

Lu Zhilu gritted his teeth, "Who am I? I am your husband!"

"My husband... um... no! My husband is at home! Ah... no... when did I get married? Handsome guy, you are very handsome... how can you say something dirty? Curse people to get married, but you have to do it. Hell!"

Who doesn’t know that marriage is a shackles?

She has gone to school and knows how to write. How do you write the word "marriage"?

It’s only when girls lose their heads that they get married.

How could she be tricked into getting married with such a fun-loving personality?

Nan Chuchang pointed at Lu Zhilu's thin lips and teased her to his heart's content.

"Handsome guy... I don't have a husband... Do you want... hiccup... add me on WeChat?"

Someone burped.

Lu Zhilu's handsome face darkened eight degrees!

She was so drunk that she couldn't even recognize anyone!

Look at Qiao Yu on the side...even worse than Nanchu.

Qiao Yu grabbed a bottle of wine, stood up unsteadily, and walked towards the stage above the bar.

She muttered in a low voice: "What kind of song is it... ugly..."

When Nan Chu saw this, he was very excited, "Yu Yu, go sing quickly, your singing is better than theirs!"

"Haha... you think so too? I think so too..."

Qiao Yu held the bottle of wine and stumbled towards the stage.

There was a short step on the stage. When she was about to lift her foot up, she tripped on the step and suddenly became weightless.

The body stumbled backward!

Forget it... just fall to death.

She accepted this way of death calmly and leaned back without any struggle!

The pain that could be imagined did not come as expected.

She fell into a warm and generous embrace and was firmly caught by a pair of strong and slender arms.

Qiao Yu opened his eyes and was stunned when he saw the familiar outline above.

The wine bottle in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"boom--"

The wine bottle was broken and the wine was spilled on the floor.

The man lowered his black eyes and looked at her coldly: "Are you crazy enough?"

Crazy?

She's not crazy, she just wants to die.

"Bao Hanshi? No...you're not...sure enough, you are prone to hallucinations after drinking too much..."

Why are you here in Baohan? Why would he come to the bar to find her?

impossible.

Qiao Yu pressed his arm and stood up from his arms.

Her face was stained with drunkenness. Because of drinking, her usually gentle and reserved personality became unrestrained and bold. She raised her hand and patted Bao Hanshi on the shoulder: "Thank you, I will show mercy before I die." Well, let’s die somewhere else, so as not to... ruin the bar business."

After saying that, she turned around and left with empty steps.

The man suddenly grabbed her arm.

Just as Qiao Yu was about to shake him off, his whole body suddenly felt light.

She was picked up horizontally.

Qiao Yu just looked at his face blankly, "You...are you Bao Hanshi? Am I hallucinating?"

"I'm not, you're hallucinating."

The man stared straight ahead, his voice distant and cold.

Qiao Yu smiled: "I'm just telling you! How could you be him? Unless... it rains red in the sky! It snows heavily in the imperial capital in July!"

But as he spoke, Qiao Yu's voice became lonely.

"But why not him?"

She was afraid of seeing him, but also afraid of not being able to see him.

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, but he just said: "You are drunk."

Bao Hanshi hugged her, walked out of the bar, and got into the car.

Qiao Yu was so drunk that his brain had long been short-circuited.

She was tucked into the passenger seat.

When he saw Bao Han, he also got into the car. Qiao Yu pressed her sore temple and asked, "Huh? Handsome guy, this is the car I took. How can you get in? Get off..."

Qiao Yu waved his hand and drove him out of the car.

Bao Hanshi just looked at her coldly and didn't move at all.

This man is so fierce...

Qiao Yu's aura suddenly dropped: "So fierce? Okay... I'll let you go... I'll go... I'll take the next one!"

As soon as she opened the car door, her stomach churned violently.

By the curb, I was vomiting like crazy.

The man closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

I really owe her this life.

Bo Hanshi bought a bottle of water from the vending machine and handed it to her: "Rinse your mouth."

After Qiao Yu rinsed herself off, she didn't get in the car and walked forward.

When she was tired from walking, she simply sat on the roadside.

Bao Hanshi followed her and stood beside her.

Qiao Yu raised his head with difficulty and asked in confusion: "Am I a bit too much? Why are you following me all the time? Do you want to go home with me?"