Fu Zhiran raised her head and closed her eyes. Her face was white with pain, and she couldn't cry out.

Today's torture seems to be particularly long, from standing to lying, and finally to the bathroom, Fu Zhiran feels that he has overloaded overdraft, hands on the bathtub, the whole person is paralyzed.

Most of the bathtub water waves, as if to wash her away.

Her eyes were open, staring somewhere, empty.

The man stepped out of the bathtub with his long legs, picked up the bathrobe on the towel rack, put it on, and went out of the bathroom without looking back.

Watching his tall figure disappear, Fu Zhiran, who is still in a semi conscious state, finally closes his eyes. His long eyelashes, stained with fog, tremble gently.

LAN Jingyan, you villain.

Say good forget his pet, but still can't help but sad aggrieved, can't help but want his care and domineering warm embrace.

Before the sand into her eyes, he will be distressed for a long time.

Fu Zhiran is lying on his stomach, aggrieved, and sleepy.

All of a sudden, there was a door slamming sound from outside, which woke her up again. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked out the door.

For a long time, there was no sound.

Fu Zhiran lost and closed her eyes again, adjusted for a while, she got up, holding the wall out of the bathroom.

The big bathrobe was loose on the body, and the belt dragged down.

Standing at the door of the bathroom, she glanced around the room weakly. No man's articles were found in it.

He really left, regardless of her.

Fu Zhiran bent his lips bitterly, touched the side of the big bed, bent down, sat down carefully, then lay down, stretched out his hand to pull a pillow and held it tightly in his arms.

I closed my eyes.

……

Last night, she drank too much and was held back by LAN Jingyan. She didn't know where her bag and mobile phone were. There was no alarm clock on her mobile phone and Wang Qiong bothered her. Fu Zhiran fell asleep until noon.

But when she got up, she was still in a daze. She leaned against the head of the bed and stayed for a long time before getting out of bed.

The dress has been torn by LAN Jingyan and can't be worn. She can only wear the hotel bathrobe to her room downstairs.

There is no strength on her body. Fu Zhiran leans on the elevator and looks at the changing floor numbers. After the elevator stops, she doesn't respond. She doesn't respond until someone comes in.

As soon as she saw her own floor, she hurried out of the elevator.

When she got out of the elevator, she put her hands in her bathrobe pocket, lowered her head and went to her room thinking.

"Where do you come from, LAN Yan?"

Suddenly someone said hello to her. It must be the author who called her blue face. Fu Zhiran raised her head and saw some familiar faces. She didn't ignore their questions. She looked at them with a smile and asked, "don't you go today?"

"Our afternoon tickets."

"Oh, have a good trip."

Fu Zhiran gave the women a little smile. She did her best to be polite. Then she walked past them with her feet raised.

The ugly talk immediately rang out behind her.

"Hook up with three or four, hold an annual meeting, and you can hook up with several men in one night."

"People have no face, the world is invincible."

"It's too cheap. I look like a white lotus. I dare to think about the president of Tianling group. I really wrote too many love stories and regarded myself as Cinderella."