However, a minute later, the bathroom door "clattered" and left, bringing out a burst of white water vapor. Sheng Youting came out in his bathrobe, "is there any smoke?"

They used to smoke almost every day, but now, Sheng Youting's addiction to smoking is outrageous, twice as much as he does.

Sometimes he felt that he wanted to beat the rhythm to death.

Song Li took the cigarette out of his trouser pocket and gave it to him

Sheng Youting takes it. While walking, he opens the cigarette box, holds a light and sits on the sofa puffing.

He smokes, Song Li nests on the sofa, accompanies him to smoke, "what's the matter, Liu Liu has to leave, you don't accompany her, but also run to me to vent?"

"Then, you will not regret that you missed the last time you could get along with?"

Sheng Youting took a deep breath of smoke and slowly opened his mouth in the blue and white smoke, "Chu Nan will return home tomorrow..."

"What?" Song Li was Sheng and Ting's words, made Leng for a moment, came back to God, he suspected his ears were wrong, "what did you just say?"

It's not that he wants to doubt, but Sheng Youting. When he says this, his expression is too plain?

If according to his usual temperament, he would have been out of control and furious.

Sheng Youting said word by word, "you have heard me correctly. I said that Chu Nan will return home tomorrow."

Song Li took a breath of smoke and took a breath. "No, where did you get the news?"

Sheng Youting said truthfully, "back to the old house, Sheng Fan said."

"Since uncle Sheng said it, that's right. Chu Nan's injury has recovered?"

"If you can come back, even if you don't recover, it's better." Liu said, "Liu Sheng was silent for a few seconds."

"If he wants willows, will you give them?"

He believed in ghosts. With Sheng and Ting's character, would he give Liu Liu to Chu Nan?

Don't be funny. Even if the Leifeng Pagoda falls and the West Lake dries up, it's impossible, OK?

However, this time, it was totally unexpected to him, because he heard Sheng Youting say, "if you don't want to give, you have to..."

"What Sheng Fan said is right. Liu Liu is the most unsafe person to follow me. How many pairs of eyes are fixed on her, and her life will be in danger at any time..."

"Chunan's only way to leave is to follow her

This is really the fall of Leifeng Pagoda, the West Lake is dry?

He is so paranoid that he is really willing to give up his beloved woman to other men. It is rare.

After Song Li was stunned, he was more sad for him.

No, it's for them.

Who among them has really had a better life?

Who has got the feeling that he wants and who is happy?

He turned his eyes to Sheng Youting's gloomy face and said, "what about you? What do you do if you give Liu Liu to the man surnamed Chu? "

"I It doesn't matter, as long as she is good. "

"It's not like what you said."

"Ali..."

Sheng Youting's deep sarcastic laughter rolled out of his throat. "Chu Nan's hand has the evidence we have been searching for. What do you think I can do in addition to saying this?"

Song Li Mou color a sink, "originally is such, I understand."

He also said, Sheng You Ting is changed.

In fact, in the end, it was just for Liu Liu that she finally compromised and made the decision she didn't want to make.

This kind of pain is comparable to digging heart and scraping bone.

It's just that the poison of willow can't be removed by scraping bones.

He is bound to carry this poison, torture each other, and depend on each other for life.

Sheng Youting laughed bitterly. "Liu Liu's biggest wish is that ye Ying can be punished as she deserves. She can be a man for nothing. All her pain is caused by me, so..."

"How can I bear not to fulfill her wish?"

"I'll do it for her at all costs."

Song Li agreed with Sheng Youting's idea, "you can think like this, or it's really the best ending for all of you."

At least, they will not continue to hurt each other as before.

It's just why, "I always hope you can take it up and put it down, but when you decide to put it down, why do I feel a little sour in my heart?"

"You said, was it affected by you?"

"Go away!"

"Wait a minute. I'm going to get off the shelf and pick up two bottles of red wine. At this time, I should drink two bottles of wine to set off the atmosphere!"

Sheng Youting knew that song Li was well intentioned, so he did not say any more, and let Song Li get up to pick wine.

When Song Li came back with two bottles of wine, he was biting a cigarette, supporting half of his face with one hand, leaning against the sofa, his face was cold and light, and he could not see his joy or sorrow.Even in addition to the weariness between the eyebrows, there is no extra expression.

But Song Li knows clearly in his heart that he is very sad now, more than anyone else. His present state is just like the reflection before he was tortured by the disease.

When Liu Liuzhen was taken away by Chu Nan, he would be in agony, "Tut, don't stand still, help to open wine."

Sheng and Ting returned to God, slightly raised the next eye, looked at the eye Song Li, listless way, "don't you have a long hand?"

Song Li "..."

OK, you are the uncle. You has the final say.

At three o'clock in the morning, Song Li is drunk.

He was still talking with Sheng and ting a moment ago, but he fell unconscious on the sofa and fell asleep.

Originally, Song Li intended to get Sheng Youting drunk and let him have a sleep that he didn't want to have. He could feel comfortable in his heart, but he still didn't do it.

Sheng Youting is not drunk, but he is drunk first.

"Song Li."

Sheng Youting kicks him, but the drunk Song Li sleeps soundly without any reaction.

It seems that I am really drunk.

The heating in the room is enough. Sheng Youting doesn't worry that song Li will catch a cold at all, so he doesn't pay any attention to him. He just twists out the smoke in his hand, gets up from the sofa and walks out of the room alone.

Walking to the door of the room, the drunken man's mouth suddenly issued not very clear words.

Just a short two words, even vague, can Sheng and Ting, but all of a sudden he can hear what he is calling, who is calling his name.

Suddenly, he seemed to suddenly understand something. His step was sluggish, almost unbelievable, and looked back at the figure nestled on the sofa.

Even when he was drunk, his brows and eyes were crooked when he called out that name.

This time, he could say that he understood completely.

Song Li, Song Li, you are so deep.

Over the years, even I didn't see that you had such a mind.