C210

"Joseph, what are you doing? Are you crazy? When did you learn to smoke and drink? "

He tried to drag Joseph up, but the person on the bed only narrowed his eyes, then pulled the pillow over his face.

"What are you doing here?"

Joseph's voice came through the pillow.

"Get up. Let me ask you, why are you getting married?"

Qing'er did not want to cry, but she could not help it. Joseph was the person who loved cleanliness the most. She had known him for sixteen years, but he had never been as slovenly as he was now.

"When you get married, of course, are you here for the wedding? It doesn't seem to be today. "

Joseph had been afraid to remove the pillow from his face. He could not remember falling into a deep sleep for days.

The girl, seeing that Joseph was ignoring her, pulled at the quilt.

Joseph reached out to snatch it, but he was too slow. The quilt was taken and he had to cover the important part with his hands.

"You're not wearing any clothes?"

She was surprised that Joseph had never been like this.

"Nonsense, will you put on your clothes immediately after doing this?"

Joseph cursed.

"You … What did you say? "

Qing Er almost couldn't believe what she had heard.

"Nothing, I was just sleeping with a woman. Please go out first, I need to change clothes."

Her heart ached even more when she saw Joseph's coldness. This was not Joseph, Joseph should not be like this.

Although he was born in the underworld and grew up in the underworld, he had always been a gentle and refined man in her heart. He had always been so gentle and courteous.

Even when he said he was going to break up, she had never seen him angry, much less speak in such a tone.

"When did you get married?"

Qing'er's face was red, and her eyes were red. They had not been apart for long since last time.

It had only been a month, a month, and he had already met the woman in his heart?

No, it wasn't. If it was the woman he liked, he wouldn't be like this. Something must have happened.

"Joseph, what happened to you? Why did you become like this? "

Qing'er trembled as she looked at Joseph, who had wrapped her up like a bug. Why didn't he let her look at him?

"There's no reason. Are you still a woman? Scram, I want to get up."

Joseph roared.

"I want to know why? "You're not like this, you've always …"

"Are you done yet? You're annoying."

He kicked the quilt to the floor, tossed the pillow away, and got out of bed naked in front of her and walked into the bathroom.

"No, how could you?"

Qing'er covered her mouth and cried out in alarm. What was going on with those bloodshot eyes, that sunken and haggard face, and those uneven stubble?

Qing'er was about to rush in to question him, but Joseph slammed the bathroom door shut.

Joseph shut himself in the bathroom and turned on the hot water, letting the steaming water splash on him.

A man doesn't cry easily. From the mirror of the mist, he could see that he was in a sorry state. He had never been in such a sorry state before. Twenty-five years had passed, and his heart had already been shattered at that moment.

Qing'er, the angel of his life finally flew away, to the embrace of the devil.

But he couldn't hate her. He didn't even have the courage to scold her.

His skin was getting redder and redder, and he felt a little refreshed. Looking at the fog in the bathroom, he turned the water back to its lowest point. Hot and cold alternated. His heart didn't feel good, but his mind cleared up a lot.

The word "marriage" came back to him at last. That night, he seemed to have drunk too much, and then a woman came along and he seemed to have mentioned marriage.

Her memory was a little blurry. If it really ended like this, then it would be easier for Qing Er to get along with, so she decided to tie the knot.

After fixing his face, although he looked like a human, his face was so sunken that even he himself was afraid of it.

It seemed that he had not eaten since that night, except for drinking and smoking.

Wrapping himself in a towel, Joseph finally opened the door.

When the door opened, Qing'er's moaning cry entered his ears.

He thought he didn't care anymore. He thought he could let go now, but after hearing Qing Er's crying, he still wanted to hug her.

"Don't cry. Angels don't cry."

Joseph walked up to Qing Er and wanted to embrace her, but his trembling hands were eventually unable to do so.

"Joseph, I'm sorry, I'm sorry …"

Qing'er cried, full of guilt, full of regret. She knew Joseph loved her, but she really couldn't turn her feelings for him into love.

"It's nothing. It's better to hear it over the phone than to see it with my own eyes."

Josef thought Qing was apologizing for the phone call, but he didn't know she was apologizing for her feelings.

"What phone call?"

Qing'er was startled, tears on her eyelashes. She didn't call Joseph to say anything?

"You … "It's nothing. I mean, just make a phone call."

Joseph was startled too. He turned his face away.

"Josef, why?"

The more Joseph evaded, the more Qing'er suspected that there must be a reason for his evasive gaze.

"It's nothing. You saw the invitation card. I'm getting married soon, so in the future, we can only be ordinary friends."

Joseph held out his hand to Qing'er.

"No, why did you get married? And who is the bride? "

The more Joseph tried to avoid her, the more Qing'er was worried. How could there be a woman in such a short time?

"Isn't there a name on the wedding invitation? Qing'er, would you please leave my life? I want to live a normal life. I need a normal marriage. "

Joseph was a little annoyed and lay down fretfully. The words he said that day, even he could not remember who that woman was.

"Do you love her?"

Qing'er quietly looked at Joseph. She was just worried that Joseph would treat marriage as child's play. Her brother said that Joseph had married because of her. She didn't want him to sacrifice himself like this.

"Love is a f * cking bastard. Go, don't bother me again."

Joseph never used to swear in front of Ginger, but today he does.

"If you truly love that woman, I wish you well. If you do not love her, if you marry only because you are married, then think twice, Joseph. After so many years, you are like my elder brother. I wish you happiness."

Qing'er tried to persuade Joseph while enduring the pain and tears.

Marriage was sacred, not a matter of love, and if Joseph had married a woman for his sake, she would have felt guilty for the rest of her life.

"Leave! You are not an angel. I will be the one in charge of my marriage. Since you do not love me, then do not say such words to me. I do not need your sympathy, nor do I need your pity."

Josef turned away and closed his eyes so that she would not see the pain and reluctance in them.

Since he had already decided that he couldn't back down if he was a man, that woman shouldn't be too bad. Even if he didn't have love, he would still treat her well because he was a man.

"Alright, then I'll be leaving first. I'll be attending the wedding day, if …" If I may, I wish to be your bridesmaid. "

Qing'er said before she left.

Qing'er returned to An An's house at a loss. When she saw that one of Lance and An An's eyes were dark, she became a little foolish.

"Brother, you fought with Lance?"

Looking at the chaos in the room, Qing'er felt even more confused.

"You went to see Joseph?" What did he say? "

Anthea covered her face with ice cubes as she asked Qing'er.

"He's not good. He's gaunt, he smokes, he drinks, he's like a street bum. Bro, what happened to Joseph?"

Qing'er was sitting on the sofa, hugging the bear pillow tightly. She rested her chin on the pillow and ignored Lance's injured eye.

"Qing, I ask you, do you love Joseph? Do you have the slightest love for him in your heart? "

Anthea sat down beside Qing'er and fought with Lance. She felt much better, but seeing Qing'er like this and hearing him say that Joseph was haggard, she couldn't help but feel some anticipation.

"Brother, can you not ask anymore? I'm so confused. I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel so sad to see Joseph like that. "

Qing'er covered her face with the bear. She knew she shouldn't be like this, because it was Lance she loved, but she was really sad.

"Qing'er, did you know? "Although I am your brother, I also feel that you are very bastard. Love is love, and if you don't love, then you don't love, what is this supposed to count as?"

Anfey angrily smashed the ice cube in his hands onto the ground.

Although he was the elder brother, he did not side with his sister. Love was love, if not love, then not love. This sort of childish behavior would only make the three of them feel pain.

"Brother, I know, but Joseph doesn't love that woman. If he did, I would be happy for him, but he doesn't."

Qing'er's loud voice echoed, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Do you know why Joseph married?"

An An An was silent for a long time before he pulled open Qing'er's little bear pillow and spoke while holding back his anger.

"An An, you can't."

Lance stopped him when he saw it.

Since it had already happened, why did he have to make Qing'Er feel even more guilty?

"Scram, Qing Er did this, she should know it."

Anthea shouted at Lance.

"Brother, what did I do?"

Qing Er was even more confused. Why did her brother and Lance argue?

"Qing Er, what happened is not your fault."

Lance walked over and hugged Qing Er. He was a man, so if she was in the wrong, then it should all be him.

He couldn't bear to see Qing'er grieve, couldn't bear to see her in pain.

"Lance, I want to know, no matter what it is, I want to know."

Qing'er leaned on Lance's chest, feeling confused. She knew that she shouldn't have done this, but she couldn't control her own heart. After ten years of love, she really couldn't pretend that she didn't see anything.

"Why don't you check your recent phone records? I believe you'll know once you see them."

An An stood up and didn't want to look at the lovebirds again. He didn't want to be the kind of person to rob a lovebird, but this time, he really didn't want to be a good friend.

"What you can't see on your phone has been selfishly deleted by someone."

When An An walked to the door, he turned around and saw Qing Er holding his phone, he glared at Lance and said.

"Qing Er, that was just an accident."

For the first time in three hundred years, Lance was embarrassed.

After An An's door was slammed shut, Qing'er stood up and left for his room.

In front of the computer, Qing'er looked at the familiar number and saw that the call lasted for a long time.

No wonder his brother called her a bastard, no wonder Joseph was like that, if it was her …

If she heard about Lance and the other women, she would probably...

Qing'er didn't cry, but looked at Lance with a pale face.

"Lance, I'm really a bastard, I actually …"

If she had a knife in her hand now, Qing Er wouldn't hesitate to send it into her heart. She was really too much of a b * stard, to think that she could hurt the Joseph who loved her so much.

"Qing'er, that was an accident, we all hoped that it wouldn't happen. If it really was wrong, then it was my fault. If I hadn't appeared, then everything wouldn't have happened that day. Qing'er, if you want to blame me, then blame me."

Lance held onto Qing Er's hand tightly, feeling very uneasy and even a little scared.

If Qing'er cried, he would be able to calm down. However, if he didn't cry and Qing'er didn't cry, he would definitely fall into a vortex of self-blame. He was afraid that Qing'er would do something stupid.