into the old year

6.

"Jiang Yan, tell me... is he okay?"

"He has to be good."

That was the last conversation between Bai Ting and Jiang Yan there, and in the next few days, they were either in the car or on the plane.

She wants to go back, leave this sad place.

There is always life and death in this place, and she never thought that she would experience it once.

Bai Ting cried all the way, not because she was reluctant to be here, but because she was afraid that if she left, she would not remember the bullet she took out of his body.

In fact, she could never forget it.

Like Jiang Yan, she both loves Gu Jiu, but it's just that one knows it for a long time but gets nothing, and the other only becomes clear after losing it.

This time Jiang Yan didn't think she was hypocritical, but felt that she was hypocritical.

Why would I miss this kind of relationship, my love with him, my one him.

Jiang Yan didn't say a word from the moment he got off the plane to sitting on the bed in his room.

She fell on the bed, thinking that she should be able to fall asleep after being so tired for the past two months, but who knows, when she closed her eyes, her mind was full of him.

She thought of a sentence, and always felt that it was very suitable for her current situation.

"In my eyes, it's black and white and your golden smile."

Not only in the eyes, but also in my mind, my heart is full of you.

"My heart is very small, so small that I can only put you down..." Jiang Yan opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of wine, "But my heart is also very big, so big that I can hold all your appearances."

She forced herself to pull out a smile, opened the beer and took a sip boldly, "It's a pity that I haven't seen all of your appearance, you left me first."

"Gu Jiu, you are mentally retarded, what is this now, what a bloody plot!"

She was drunk at home.

She also knows that no one will care about her.

In the past, there were always people who would call her when she knew she wanted to drink. If no one answered, she would be annoyed by knocks on her door.

But now there is no movement.

"Aren't you meddling? You meddle! This time I let you meddle! Where are you?"

She looked at her silent mobile phone, threw it on the bed irritably, then picked up the beer bottle on the ground again, "Hey, why don't you come to me."

"I miss you..."

"I'm going crazy thinking about it."

"But you, maybe you're still sleeping heartlessly."

"Forget it, it's good if you can wake up from this awakening, don't suffer from some kind of amnesia like the male lead in a Korean drama."

She sat on the ground chattering alone, leaning against the end of the bed, and knocked over a row of empty bottles with a wave of her hand.

This should be the time she drank the most. When she first started drinking, the man Gu Jiu always came to clean up the mess for her. No matter how late it was, he would come over when she was just drunk, and restrain her The amount of alcohol you drink.

"Gu Jiu, Gu Jiu, what did you say before?" Jiang Yan held the half-drunk beer in one hand, and scratched at his hair with the other hand.

"I said, if you drink any more, you won't know even if you're being molested by me."

A male voice came from the door, low and cold.

Then, Jiang Yan heard the sound of the beer bottle in his hand falling to the ground, and there was a crisp "clang".

It's over, is he hallucinating or suffering from hypochondria... Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to appear in his home now.

"Jiang Yan, don't ruin yourself like this."

"Damn it..." She cursed in a muffled voice, "You are a ghost, are you a ghost?"