Ye Tianxin signaled Mingzhu to come in. When Mingzhu looked at the dazzling array of books in the room, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Tianxin, do you have so many books here?"

In fact, Ye Tianxin’s dormitory is really full of books.

These books are placed casually in places Ye Tianxin can hold.

In this way, as long as there is a little free time, Ye Tianxin will take the book and turn it carefully for a few pages.

Study tirelessly.

“I learned a little bit of a mess.”

Ye Tianxin took out the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen.

“Is there any wine?”

"Wine, is it OK?"

"OK."

Mingzhu packed a lot of barbecue. Ye Tianxin looked at Mingzhu and saw Mingzhu drinking the wine in the glass one by one.

But she took a book and flipped it out casually.

Mingzhu snatched the book, put it aside, and said to Ye Tianxin with a crying voice, "Sweetheart, can you chat with me? I'm very sad now!"

"Isn't it just a broken heart? What's there?"

Mingzhu's voice was filled with a hint of crying.

"You don't know anything, you haven't been in love, oh, no, you haven't been in love."

Mingzhu and Ye Tianxin are both classmates from the School of International Politics, Imperial Capital University.

Because of one homework, the two of them got very close.

The relationship between Mingzhu and Ye Tianxin is relatively better.

"Yes, I have never been heartbroken, so I can't understand your pain. If you want to drink, I will provide wine. If you want to tell a story, I will listen."

Mingzhu had red eyes and whispered, "Ye Tianxin, you are so cold-blooded. So ruthless."

Ye Tianxin opened the book and continued reading, without saying anything at all.

Mingzhu covered her face and cried out with a wow.

"Ye Tianxin, do you know what is the most terrifying thing in this world? It's not life and separation, but death."

Ye Tianxin looked up and looked at Mingzhu's face. Mingzhu's millet-colored hair was slightly curled.

There was a hint of drunkenness on her cheeks.

"You don't know how sad I am... I am really very sad."

"I saw it."

Mingzhu snorted the wine in the glass.

In fact, Ye Tianxin was right.

No one can ever empathize with other people's sorrow.

Joy, happiness, happiness, happiness.

These positive emotions can be transmitted to the other party.

But only sadness can be digested alone.

"Forget it, I'll drink the bar by myself, you read the book."

Mingzhu held her legs, she looked at Ye Tianxin intoxicatedly, and drank the sweet and sour wine in a small sip.

The wine from Ye Tianxin is given to Jing Zhichen.

Jing Zhichen said that someone gave him some good wine, so he sent some to Ye Tianxin.

After all, wine can beautify.

"Is this wine delicious?"

Mingzhu shook her head, "All the wine is very hard to drink. But isn't there an old saying? How can I relieve my sorrow? Only Du Kang."

"Then you drink it slowly."

In the end, Mingzhu was drunk.

Mingzhu was so drunk that Ye Tianxin naturally couldn't send her back to the dormitory.

She had no choice but to free up the sofa and let Mingzhu deal with it all night on the sofa.

There is really no way.

This is a two-bedroom apartment.

There are two bedrooms though.

One of them is her bedroom and the other is Li Qingcang's bedroom.
Chapter completed!