The actor has a lot of black material

When he woke up the next day, Ling Han struggled to open his eyes, and the sunlight outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows shone in.TV, large and comfortable bed, white quilt and sheets... I don't know where I am for a while.

Isn't he in the hospital?Why do you seem to be at the hotel again?

What happened?

The pain in the head was like someone was stabbing with an awl, one after another.

Ling Han groaned, took a few deep breaths to recover, and then tried to sit up, but he froze when he moved a little.

His body ached like he had been run over by a truck.

Ling Han's mind went blank, and a voice screamed in his mind: What happened?What happened?What the hell happened? !

He asked himself over and over again, trying to find the answer in his memory, but unfortunately his head was like a fragment without any memory.Blank, nothing.

Unable to know the truth, Ling Han panicked, and countless messy thoughts flooded his mind.He thought like an ostrich, maybe things are not as bad as he imagined, maybe he ate hot pot last night.

Yes, after eating hot pot, his stomach hurts, and that place hurts too.

But did you eat hot pot last night?

Why no memory?

No, no, maybe I drank alcohol while eating hot pot, so I don’t remember.

Thinking to himself, Ling Han slowly got up from the bed, the white quilt slipped off his body, revealing mottled red marks.

Ling Han's eyes were fixed, and he even stopped breathing.

Just putting on the slippers, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed some balls of paper lying on the ground.

Ling Han's head thumped, and his temples throbbed.

He could no longer lie to himself that he had indeed had a one-night stand last night.

After accepting this conclusion with difficulty, vague and fuzzy memories of last night quietly circled in his mind.Ling Han remembered that yesterday he drank a lot of wine, and finally slept with a man who looked a lot like Lu Siyuan...and he seduced him on his own initiative...

Ling Han covered his face, it was hard to imagine that he would do such a thing...

I am drunk.

He kept finding various reasons, but he still couldn't resist the fear and guilt in his heart.

There was a faint sound of water coming from the bathroom, and Ling Han was startled, realizing that it was that person taking a shower.After Ling Han came back to his senses, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He didn't know how he would react when he met his one-night stand.

I hurriedly found clothes to put on, and just took two steps when my legs became weak and I fell to the ground.

leg……

Remember what happened last night.

Ling Han got goosebumps when he thought about it.

The sound of water in the bathroom seemed to have stopped.

Startled, Ling Han hurriedly got up from the ground, picked up his clothes and put them on as quickly as possible, then limped out of the door.With his head down, he hurried to the elevator, pulled his collar up to cover the lower half of his face, took the elevator down to the ground floor, and then called a special car to quickly return to his apartment.

He really regretted it. Everything that happened after he left Lu Siyuan's house was wrong. He shouldn't be sad, he should have realized that his state was wrong earlier and called a car to go home.He has a rented apartment and doesn't need anyone to take him in.

If he had gone home at that time, the following series of things would not have happened.Even if you are sick, you just need to take some medicine, a fever is nothing, and dying in the apartment is better than what happened now.

He literally slept with strangers.

What if the other party is a bad guy?What if I took a picture of myself to blackmail myself when I was unconscious?

Could it be that if you lose your love, you will also lose your career?

Ling Han curled up in pain in the back seat, wishing to die immediately.

I blamed myself over and over again, unknowingly arrived at the destination, touched my pocket, and found that my wallet was missing and my mobile phone was not with me.A lot of things are in the backpack, and the backpack should still be in the hospital.

Ling Han became even more depressed.

Fortunately, there was some cash in his pocket, otherwise Ling Han didn't know how to face the driver's surprised eyes.

After paying quickly, Ling Han lowered his head and walked into his apartment in the community. After returning to the room, he locked the door and lay down on the sofa, refusing to get up.

He didn't know why he locked the door, this action was subconscious, maybe he was afraid that someone else would come in, maybe he was afraid that something else would happen, he had already resisted anything that happened next in his heart.

Indeed, he just wanted to be alone now, and not to be disturbed by anyone.

His mind was chaotic, regret, self-blame, sadness... countless messy emotions were mixed together like overturned seasoning, ups and downs, rolling over and over on the tip of his heart.

Mouth dry, tongue astringent.

My whole body was sore and limp, and I didn't have any strength. It was already the limit to ride back from the hotel by force.He knew that he was already in a state of collapse, and any blow would make him beyond redemption.

The pain and dizziness when he came out of Lu Siyuan's house began to appear in his head again, and his thinking was slack. He knew that he had a fever again.

His body was cold, the weather was good today, the windows in the room were closed, the air should be warmer, but he was still cold.

This coldness is not only physical, but also psychological.

The soreness is not severe, but it cannot be ignored.