After taking a shower, Song Yanbai did not blow his hair, and the ends of his hair were still covered with unrinsed foam. His face was frozen and his eyes were red and swollen. He could not have the image of his usual invincibility.

Song Yanbai walked out of the bedroom wrapped in a bathrobe, and the room was quiet.

Song Yanbai looked around at the room, clean and spotless. If it weren't for the faint smell of roses that had dissipated in the air, Song Yanbai would have suspected that everything just now was his dream.

I don’t know why, but my heart should be stormy, but Song Yanbai felt that he had finished crying all the things in his mind, his mind was empty, nothing, and nothing was left.

Song Yanbai walked towards the kitchen in a muffled manner, trying to turn over a bottle of wine and get drunk so that he could survive the hours before dawn.

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, Song Yanbai was stunned-

The table of dishes was full of my favorite food. The two candles next to them had already been extinguished. The wax dripping flowing on the tray looked like dry tears, crying for this table of dishes that were not cherished.

Xiang Yu took away the things he had done, but he didn't touch the table of dishes.

He thought that Song Yanbai would not accept his likes, and did not like the flowers and balloons he prepared, and the dishes he cooked were probably the only thing she liked.

Song Yanbai sat at the dining table, and what was placed in front of her was the steak that Xiang Yu kept asking for her to make. Because Song Yanbai prefers Chinese food, Xiang Yu has never made it.

Song Yanbai picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. While chewing tears, he lost his face, but there was no expression on his face.

Song Yanbai always felt that he would eat the steak fried by Xiang Yu sooner or later, but he didn't expect that he would eat it now, but this is the case.

The steak was already cold, fishy and hard, and it was not delicious at all, but Song Yanbai still chewed it slowly and ate it very seriously.

After eating the steak, the smell of the stomach surging. Song Yanbai picked up the red wine next to him, held the wine bottle and raised his head to drink. Because he was anxious, he choked several times, and the white bathrobe was stained with red wine.

After drinking half a bottle in one breath, Song Yanbai felt that the fishy smell of cold beef was pressed down.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, garlic vermicelli shrimp, spicy and sour potato shreds, cold jellyfish shreds, soybean and pig trotter soup...

Song Yanbai sat there, ate all the dishes on the table carefully, drank four bottles of wine, and slapped on the sink three times...

Song Yanbai ate so hard that his hands were oily. The sleeves of the bathrobe were mixed with various sauces. The corners of his mouth were dirty like a child who had just learned to eat by himself. His hair was covered with a lot of oil, and he looked like a crazy woman with abnormal mental health.

A mess I've never seen before.

Song Yanbai ate the dishes on the table until dawn, until he lost consciousness and his little face turned pale.

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Early in the morning.

Zhang Yang stood at the door of Song Yanbai's house and knocked on the door several times but couldn't hear the sound. He looked at the bag in his hand and felt a little strange.

Just as Zhang Yang was about to leave, the cell phone in Song Yanbai's bag rang. Zhang Yang thought the phone was called by Song Yanbai, so he answered the phone directly without thinking too much.

However, what came from the phone was not Song Yanbai's voice.

"How is Xiaobai? Did you have a good night last night? Are you still sleeping now?"

Luo Luo's tone was full of gossip.

Zhang Yang heard Luo Luo's voice and quickly interrupted Luo Luo's words, "Sorry, Miss Luo, I am Zhang Yang."

"Dr. Zhang?"

Luo Luo exclaimed, "What's going on? Why is Xiaobai's cell phone with you?!"

"I met Xiaobai at a bar last night. I saw that she drank a lot and sent her home, but she forgot her bag in my car. I am now at her doorstep and am ready to return the bag to her."

Luo Luo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhang Yang say this, "That's it, I'm really troubled you. You should give her the phone quickly. I'll have something to ask her for."

Zhang Yang knocked on the door again, but there was still no movement in the door.

"I rang the doorbell several times, but there seemed to be no one inside. Xiaobai was out, right?"

"No... Even if she wants to go out, she will definitely look for her phone first..." Luo Luo frowned, remembering the Song Yanbai he met in a bar last night, and his heart skipped a beat.

"It's over, isn't something wrong with these two people?!"

Zhang Yang also had a bad premonition, "What's wrong? I saw that she was really in a bad mood last night."

Luo Luo said as he quickly picked up the landline at home to call Xiang Yu, but Xiang Yu didn't answer either.

"The password lock is six nines. There is a spare key under the potted flower pot in the corridor. Doctor Zhang, please open the door and go in and take a look. I'm worried that something might have happened to Xiaobai."

Hearing Luo Luo say this, Zhang Yang's expression immediately became serious, and he didn't dare to delay for a second. He hung up the phone and quickly went to get the keys under the flower pot.

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This is even more awesome yesterday, today's update will be released later~
Chapter completed!