Chapter 2469 I think you are already drunk

Pedestrians passing by looked at her with surprised eyes. Tongran's face was stained with tears, and her shoulders were tightly wrapped by the street lights, making her even more slender...

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"In the future, your visits will become more and more frequent and serious. You will want to see Luo Xiao from time to time..."

"This is a neurological effect that you can't control at all, unless you cut off your head!"

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Su Qingtian's words kept replaying in her mind like a nightmare, and she couldn't shake them off...

Tong Ran looked hopeless. She asked herself, how long could she watch Mo Nanjue suffer...?

One month...or two months?

She couldn't watch even a second...

He hurts, and so does she.

She hurts, he hurts even more.

If loving him would make him suffer, she would rather never know him...

Tong Ran stood up unsteadily, and some pedestrians on the roadside pointed at her and whispered, either laughing or being surprised, but she couldn't listen at all.

Nothing matters anymore.

There is nothing more important than Mo Nanjue...

Tong Ran leaned over and picked up the phone with difficulty. The screen had been cracked, but he could still see the text messages received. In less than ten minutes, he sent thirty-nine messages.

The calls are also continuing to come in...

Tong Ran's eyes were dizzy and blurry. She squeezed the phone tightly, and a deep red mark was drawn on the broken edge of her palm.

She continued walking forward, and not far away, the sign of a bar lit up with eye-catching neon lights.

Tong Ran's eyes were stung, and when he looked up, he saw M.R. written on it.

What a coincidence.

Is it to celebrate her?

The corners of Tong Ran's lips curled up weakly. She came to the door of the bar, opened the door and walked in.

The sound of the DJ inside was deafening, the lights were blinking, and everyone was waving their arms, as if they wanted to vent all their troubles.

"Yo yo yo--"

Tong Ran walked to the bar and sat down, ordering the strongest drink. The bartender looked at her and said, "Are you sure you can drink it?"

"What can't I drink?" Tong Ran held the bar with both hands, raised her head and downed a glass. The wine became stronger quickly, and her face gradually turned red. "Did you know that I'm sick? I can't cure it anymore."

The bad kind...I, I don't want to torture him..."

The bartender smiled when he heard this and said, "You are sick, and you are the one who is torturing yourself."

Hearing this, Tong Ran murmured, "It would be nice if I was the only one tortured..."

"You said you could drink, but I see you are already drunk."

Tong Ran narrowed her eyes slightly and drank one glass after another of the wine at hand. The spicy liquid slid down her throat and burned in her stomach. She held her chin with one hand and looked towards the dance floor...

Everyone looks like Mo Nanjue.

He must have gone crazy...will he never ignore her again?

It's okay to ignore it... at least he doesn't have to suffer anymore.

Tong Ran laughed out loud, half drunk, and reached out to touch the wine glass. Suddenly, several men looking for fun came up from behind and touched the back of her hand, "Sister, you are so beautiful, why are you here to play alone?"

Tong Ran frowned slightly, an arm came across from the other side and hugged her slender waist, "Would you like to go play with your brothers? I promise you, don't worry, we won't torture you...

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Tong Ran's eyes were blurred when she was drunk, and her eyes suddenly widened when she heard this. She turned back coldly, "There is no torture... I won't just watch him be tortured!"

The men were stunned and didn't understand, and simply wanted to take her out by force, "We promise not to torture you, as long as you obey us..."
Chapter completed!