“……”

Like a string taut in her body, manna quietly whispered, "she is not worthy of you."

She admitted that she did not dare to face Zhao Moruo's ambiguous feelings.

She didn't want to hurt him.

Facing a person who doesn't like herself, she can't even say a few words to Li Ziting

"Manna, don't talk to me like that, OK! I can't even say that I don't deserve this kind of cliche. I don't deserve your sister

With that, Zhao Mo laughed again, a little sad, but his voice was choked.

He didn't speak any more. He took a can of beer from the ground, opened it, raised his head and poured it down his throat

Ganlu reached out to stop him. After thinking about it, her hand still hung down.

Ganlu also took a bottle of beer and poured it into his mouth. The wine slid down his chin and into his neck

Zhao Mo looked at her and laughed loudly.

"Bang --"

Beer cans clink in the air, two people sit on the side of the road, each drinking in silence, each thinking.

Zhao Mo has only two or three cans of beer. He's already a little drunk. He doesn't say anything but giggles

"Get up, I'll take you back."

Ganlu threw all the cans on the ground into the garbage can, and then helped Zhao Mo up from the side of the road.

Zhao Mo's body is heavy, and all the weight is on her.

Ganlu almost couldn't straighten up because of the pressure. She looked around at the taxis

"Ganlu..." Zhao Mo leaned on her and said vaguely. His sight was blurred, his voice was low, and he was unwilling. "Liziting is a past tense. I promise to treat you better than him, and I won't bother you. Ok... Do you like me, Like me... "

Zhao Mo's incoherent words kept saying

Ganlu struggled to carry his full weight, her teeth biting her lips.

Such Zhao Mo, let her not know how to face.

"Zhi"

The sound of slamming the brakes sounded in front of them.

A silver white luxury saloon car stopped in front of Ganlu.

The familiar driver, still in his uniform, got out of the driver's seat, walked up to her and nodded respectfully, "Miss Gan, please get on the bus."

The door was opened by the driver——

Li Ziting, with a cold face, sat in the car. His slender legs overlapped, and his eyes coldly looked at her and Zhao mo. the anger on his face was obvious.

Ganlu was stunned.

"Get in the car."

Li Ziting's voice was extremely cold.

"No more."

Ganlu turns her head and holds the heavy Zhao Mo ready to leave. Zhao Mo is shaken by her. She opens a pair of confused eyes and starts to murmur, "I promise I won't bother, ok..."

Li Ziting's face was even worse. His face was like frost. He glanced at the driver.

"Miss Gan, please stay."

The driver stopped her immediately.

“……”

Ganlu looks up at liziting with depression.

Li Ziting's eyes were cold. Sitting in the car, the air pressure around him was very low. He asked coldly, "what's the relationship between you and him?"

He's questioning her again?!

What's the look like?! Disappeared a few months, even break up without a word to go with others, what qualifications to question her?!

"It's the relationship you see!" Ganlu is too lazy to explain and turns to look on the road.

So long without even a taxi, Zhao Mo died.

Li Ziting glared at her coldly. His hand, which he put aside at random, was slowly clenched into a fist. It was very tight, and every word was forced out of his lips. "Say it again!"