They came to a private club and found a private room. Han Lin held up his glass and said to Zhou Liye, "have a drink?"

Zhou Liye picked up the glass and drank the red wine in it.

"You still love Duan Manyu, don't you?" Han Lin asked directly.

Zhou Liye sneered, raised his eyes and looked back at each other. "So what?"

Han Lin's eyes flashed a touch of surprise, but he didn't expect the other party to answer so readily.

"What are you going to do?" Han Lin asked.

"Ha ha, when did President Han become such a gossip? Or did you ask for Bailey?" Zhou Liye sneered and poured himself a glass of wine. "But you can tell Bailey that Duan Manyu and I won't be together. In a few days, I can completely stop loving her."

"Don't you think your words are more like self deception?" Han Lin said.

"Self deception?" Zhou Liye narrowed his eyes. "I always do what I say." three months later, he will completely drive Duan Manyu away from the bottom of his heart, just as he drove Yao Shanshan away from the bottom of his heart.

"If you can do it, you won't drink here with me now," Han Lin said, "Even if you clearly want to forget her, you will find that as long as she approaches, your heart will stall, and as long as she tears, you will be at a loss. Once a person is empty, all you think about will be her, her shadow and her voice, as if they are surrounding you. Then you will understand that your own efforts have not been done at all No, as long as you touch her, all your previous efforts will be wasted. "

Zhou Liye's expression gradually became dignified, and his eyes fixed on Han Lin.

Han Lin smiled faintly, "I'm just talking about my personal experience. You can be a reference."

Zhou Liye closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened his eyes and drank the wine again. "Unfortunately, I'm not you, so your reference is not suitable for me."

Yes, he won't do that, he won't!

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When Zhou Liye returned to his apartment community, it was already more than 10 p.m. and Han Lin sent him back.

Looking at Zhou Liye, who was already a little drunk, Han Lin said uneasily, "I'll take you up."

"No." Zhou Liye slightly raised his eyes and said, "I'm not so drunk that I can't even go home." he said, opened the door and walked out of the car.

Han Lin watched Zhou Liye walk steadily and didn't shake much, so he didn't insist anymore and ordered the driver to drive back.

Zhou Liye walked into the elevator alone, pressed the floor number of the apartment, then leaned against the side of the elevator wall, looked at the smooth elevator wall, and his eyes flashed slightly.

Han Lin thought he was a little drunk, but he knew very well that he was not drunk, but sober.

He clearly knows that Duan Manyu hasn't completely let go of him. He clearly knows that Duan Manyu still has influence on him, and then... He clearly knows what to do next.

But when he walked out of the elevator and saw a figure standing at the door of his apartment, he was in a mess. His original clear mind was even blank for a moment.