"Don't eat it." Quan Zhilong cast a glance at her, lowered his head, picked up the vegetables in the bowl and ate them.An Hai sat on the side and was choked so much that he wanted to stand up and turned his head away. When he looked up, he finally saw a table full of people's probing and slightly watching eyes.

That person was fine, drinking more and more with others, she had a sullen face and didn't speak or dissuade, and got up immediately after the dinner was over and was about to leave.Quan Zhilong was so dizzy from drinking that he saw her get up and grabbed her hand. He couldn't control the strength of his hand even after being drunk. He almost dragged her back to the chair and asked, "Where are you going?"

"go home."

"Go home? You go home before I say go home."

"You're drunk." An Hai looked at the eyes of other people on the table, and with the other hand he pushed away his fingers holding his wrist, "I don't want to argue with you, let me go."

"Don't let go." The other hand also held her firmly, and now it was almost wrapped around her arm, and said in a low voice, "What do you look like when you walk now? What will others think?"

This sentence left people who wanted to leave, and then An Hai sat on the side in a dull mood and waited for Quan Zhilong to wake up, before the host family dared to send someone to drive them back.Sitting in the carriage back to Seoul, Quan Zhilong first broke the silence and asked if he was going to his place or hers tonight.

"Let's go home, I don't want to go to your place, and I don't want to see you at my house." An Hai answered with his head down, playing with his phone.

"What do you mean by that?" He wasn't angry about what happened at lunch today, and she was being serious, and asked helplessly, "Don't tell me you're angry about what happened at noon."

"Yes, I'm just angry." Putting down the phone, he raised his eyebrows, "It's impossible for Quan Zhilong to follow you and coax you every time. Why can't I be angry?"

"No, you threw my food back into my bowl. Do you know what others will think when you do that? Have you ever thought about my face?! Don't you even think about it?!"

"You are so funny, I have no brains? I want your face? Then why don't you think about whether I can eat seafood? Just to take care of your so-called face? Quan Zhilong, I am not those girls you have dated before... "

"Whenever you talk about the girls you used to date with, please just discuss the matter, I just hope you won't be like this next time."

"Do you hope? When can I count on you?! If you are allergic to seafood and the wound will not heal, I would like to ask Mr. Quan, can you accompany me to the hospital to see the doctor? Can you come to visit me when I am free? Do I take a look?"

"It's over, I've already told you I'm sorry, what else do you want? Please, I'm annoying too, don't make trouble for no reason, okay?!"

After saying this, the carriage was silent for a long time, An Haiwei opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say a word, when did the two of them become like this?Every day I quarrel over some trivial things, and every quarrel is like pulling wool, pulling out all the unhappiness that is usually accumulated.The louder and fiercer it gets.

She closed her eyes, held her breath and nodded, knowing that the quarrel would be endless, so she asked the driver to stop immediately.

The only way she can think of to stop them from hurting each other is for one of them to leave, so that the other can calm down. Obviously, this party can only be her.The black car stopped on the side of the road, and before the car stopped, An Hai opened the door and walked down. Quan Zhilong then opened the door on the other side and shouted at her with his face wearing sunglasses openly exposed in the night.

"Why do you go to the National People's Congress at night!"

An Hai didn't answer, and strode across the road in high heels.At this moment, a truck drove out from the corner and rushed towards her at a high speed. The sudden appearance of the truck was unexpected to her, and her eyes were dazzled by the headlights of the truck, and she stood there blankly holding her handbag. move.

"An Hai----!"

"careful!"

"Beep---!"

.....

An Hai was lying on the zebra crossing in his arms, the freshly scabbed wound on his knee was worn out again, and he gasped for breath like a survivor. The truck stopped in front of them with its headlights illuminating half road.The driver, who was still in shock, opened the car door and jumped out, rushing to their side in a hurry and asking if there was anything wrong!

She blinked, and the person protecting her had already sat up, grinning and looking at her wound. Fortunately, the driver stepped on the brakes in time, otherwise no matter how much she was protecting her, it would be useless, at most there would be one more corpse.

"It's okay." An Hai stood up and thanked the person who was exercising.

"It's okay, this is what I should do." The driver simply scratched the back of his head, then apologized, and turned his head slightly to look at the person who was still standing beside the car wearing sunglasses, "It's just that tonight, I may not be able to send Mr. Quan back home. home."

She followed the driver's gaze to An Hai and looked at him. In the night, his figure standing beside the car was thin, thin, and lonely.

Cold-blooded.

"Uncle, can you take us to the hospital to treat the wound?" An Hai raised his head and smiled reluctantly at the truck driver.

...

Quan Zhilong lay on the bed tossing and turning.In the end, he was the one who drove home alone, and he kept getting hung up on calling An Hai. After a dozen phone calls, she sent herself a text message, saying, maybe, we should all seriously think about whether we are really suitable for each other. .

What happened at night is still vivid. The driver who was driving him opened the door and asked him if he could leave. It happened that the truck drove out of the corner and rushed towards Anhai frantically.At that time, he was standing at the same place as the driver, but when the truck rushed towards Anhai, Quan Zhilong was stunned.Holding on to the car door and standing there without any movement, the people around him rushed over in one stride.

At that time, he was only thinking, if he rushed over, would someone discover his relationship with An Hai?Can I go there?Can I go there?

The last look that An Hai gave him was like two knives being drawn directly on his face.

When I opened my eyes, it was still dark.Some time ago, Li Shanxiong's words echoed in his mind repeatedly, he said, Quan Zhilong, you can't give her what she wants most in this life.If you can't afford it, let it go as soon as possible.

Yes, he can't afford it.But he couldn't bear to let go.He was so good, and loved An Hai so much, he couldn't bear it.

In such a night, he rolled up the quilt and cried helplessly.Crying as if he was about to lose An Hai.

An Hai took a shower and carefully applied the ointment on the wound on his body, and the loose hair still had the sweet smell of shampoo.She put on a black sweater jacket and grabbed the car keys on the table, just as she was about to open the door, her phone notified that there was a text message.He stopped and clicked on his inbox.

It's someone I haven't contacted for many days.

Holding the phone, he suddenly had some ominous omens, and he asked, are you free?Let's talk.

Let's talk.Just like when you were young, the teacher would say, so-and-so called your parents to the school to talk; at work, the boss would say, how does so-and-so feel at work recently, let’s talk about it; or did something illegal Things, before becoming a criminal suspect, many people will say to that so-and-so, let's talk.

In short, there will be no good results.

Instinctively want to escape, she took a long time to reply, no time.

He was as persistent as usual, he said, then I will come to you.

So, the two met in the parking lot downstairs of her house.An Hai searched for the license plate to find his car, opened the door of the car that witnessed the thrilling moment that night, and got in.She saw that her complexion was not very good in the rearview mirror, and she knew that she would wear a brighter lipstick when she went out.An Hai thought with some regret.

"Are you okay?" The people in the cab were probably busy making albums during this time, with unshaven beards.I don't look energetic, I must have stayed up too late.

"You can't resist not looking for me for so many days, why are you looking for me now." Speaking meaningless words, An Hai's palms slowly broke out in a thin layer of cold sweat, sticking wetly to them.

Quan Zhilong took out a pack of cigarettes, turned around and gave her one, and helped her light it.The two started chatting after smoking a cigarette with their eyes squinted in the lingering smoke.

He said, "Anhai, do you remember that night in London? It was the first time I really remembered your day. You gave me a cigarette. You told me a pumpkin story. I grew up This is the first time I heard such an inspirational and stupid story from someone else at such a young age."

He lit another cigarette, his throat was a little dry, and he said, "Later we drank soju together in Korea. Seriously, I've never recited others for so long. Don't let my mother even think about it. Hey, the one you snatched I borrowed the guitar last time and haven't returned it to you, ahem... the little mermaid on your chest is the only story I tell you."

"Today I will give you some popular science. It is your favorite cigarette - Marlboro. But there is a very romantic story. A poor boy and a rich girl cannot love each other. Before saying goodbye, he asked her to do one last thing. With a pack of cigarettes by his side, she agreed. So he smoked and recalled. Later he invented a cigarette called "marlboro."

"Stop talking." The person in the back seat of the car finally stopped him, "This is just a marketing gimmick by the dealer. Cigarettes, just smoke, right? Don't say it, don't say it..."

"What is it good to smoke? You are a woman. It's not good for women to smoke. I'm used to you. If you like it, you can smoke, but other men may not like women who can smoke..." Quan Zhilong trembled He cleared his throat and laughed, "Actually, I'm quite an asshole. I used to pretend to be sick when I broke up with other women, pretending to be busy with work or something, until the other party made a mistake or the other party proposed to break up. I don't want to Carrying the philandering man and so on, but this time, I want to tell you personally."

"Didn't I say don't say it!?!" The person in the back seat roared with a hoarse voice and red eyes, "You can fucking stop it!"

"An Hai. Let's break up."

The author has something to say: type three thousand words angrily!I feel that I am really lazy after joining V!Oh no!

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