"Aunt Mei, do you know anything?" I asked hurriedly.

Aunt Mei was stunned, "What do I... know?"

"Did Lu Yating tell you something before leaving?"

"No...no."

"But your reaction is hard to make me believe that you don't know anything," I said.

Aunt Mei shook her head and said, "I just feel that she may not be back."

I stared at Aunt Mei, trying to see through her flaws, and found that she was lying.

Aunt Ke Mei suddenly seemed to have no flaws, calm and calm, her expression became impeccable.

"Aunt Mei, if you know anything, I hope you can tell me truthfully, you understand, this is very important to me. If I know you deceived me, I might hate you." I said.

Aunt Mei turned her face, avoided my gaze, looked at the night outside, sighed sadly, and said, "Qin Zheng, so... I said so much just now, are you still not touched?"

I was stunned for a moment and said, "Aunt Mei, you are drunk."

Aunt Mei smiled bitterly, pursed her lips, and said with some self-deprecating words, "Yes, I'm drunk, I'm drunk... I knew that's the last..."

"What's the last?" I asked.

Aunt Mei shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm drunk, go to bed early."

After saying that, she put down her wine glass and turned around and walked into the second bedroom.

I wanted to say something to comfort her, but I didn't know where to start, and I felt panic and had to watch her walk into the bedroom.

After she went in, I poured myself a glass of wine slowly, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking, and drinking.

In fact, it has been a long time since I have faced the night with such courage.

For happy people, the night view is a romantic tango with warm happiness. Someone who drinks and dances with you and dances into songs. It is wonderful. The night view has become an embellishment of your happiness and adds icing on the cake.

But for the unfortunate people, the night scene is a deserted fireworks, blooming lonely and having nowhere to rest. When the song ends, the night scene becomes a poison without antidote, and it will only be a drinking poison to quench thirst.

I remember once, every late at night, I always looked at the lonely night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking one after another, exiling the coldness and thoughts to the vast night view, trying to let the night take away the emptiness and loneliness in my heart.

I just smoked so much that I couldn't sleep, watching the night slip away until the sky gradually brightened.

But later, I gradually became afraid to face the night sky like this. Because I gradually realized that it was not a good way to express my thoughts. The dazzling night view outside the window would not absorb the loneliness and loneliness behind each window like a garbage dump. Instead, I was like a person with a bad temper, and I kept it with my eyes.

If you have tooth for tooth, you will give it twice as much thoughts as you give it, which will cause backlash and make me even more annoyed.

It seems that it is no longer a night view, but an abyss.

When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you, right?

Aunt Mei did surprise me tonight. I really didn’t expect that she would suddenly reveal her heart to me without reservation.

I never thought that she had such obsession with me in her heart, and I let it go, so I thought she had let it go long ago...

I know she must be very disappointed, just like my disappointment after she rejected me, I understand that feeling too much.

I also know that she was not drunk just now. She revealed her heart to me without reservation. She needed to muster up a lot of courage and risk being stranded.

Her eyes made people feel distressed, not only because of her, but also because of the me and us.

Why did it happen by chance? Her impulse came so late, which disappointed my enthusiasm at the beginning. Now, I can only ruthlessly destroy Aunt Mei's thoughts.

Actually, I know that I can respond to her ambiguously without having to refuse decisively in person. I will give her some hope, and it will not be so cruel.

But I couldn't do it, especially, she mentioned Lu Yating, which made me even more unable to face the relationship between Aunt Mei.

I looked at the night, the glass reflected my face, and I found myself smiling bitterly.

When I woke up my phone, Lu Yating smiled at me.

I said silently in my heart, Lu Yating, have you seen it? This is the so-called happiness you chose to leave me and leave me. Now, do you still think I will be happy?

After drinking a full glass of wine, I poured it on myself again. I knew that if I didn’t get drunk completely tonight, I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep.

I unexpectedly discovered that it suddenly started snowing outside the window without any warning. I thought I was drunk and wiped my eyes, but found that it was really falling. The soft snowflakes slowly fell from the sky.

On such a night, my heart became particularly wet, as if water could drip out at any time.

I looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window, and at some point I found that I had quietly shed tears.

The heat in the house was very strong, and the windows were gradually covered with hazy mist, so the snowflakes could not be seen clearly.

I reached out and silently painted on the cold window. As I painted, I drew the name of my longing...

...

I was really drunk and when I was vague, I got up and went back to the bedroom, ready to go to bed.

I never thought that after lying down, although the sky was spinning, my mind became particularly clear again. I remember clearly that when Aunt Mei confessed to me just now, I also clearly remembered that Lu Yating had left me and had no news.

This really makes me desperate.

But I don’t want to drink anymore, and I feel like I’m going to vomit if I drink again.

I lay on the bed, closed my eyes, and forced myself to fall asleep.

After a moment, I suddenly heard a slight cry.

I was stunned and sat up. The crying came from Aunt Mei's house. Although she was already very depressed, I still heard it sensitively in this quiet night.

I got out of bed, hesitated for a moment, pushed open the door, walked out of the bedroom, and came to the door of Aunt Mei's bedroom.

She obviously heard my footsteps and her cry came to an abrupt end.

I raised my hand and wanted to knock on the door, but my hand was held in the air, but I suddenly stopped.

I was very hesitant. I knew very well what it was to knock on this door and Aunt Mei and what it meant to her.

I raised my hand and was thrilling.

Through a door, I could feel the expectations of the beautiful aunt on the other side of the door.

But I still put down my hand, turned around slowly, and prepared to leave silently.

But at this moment, Aunt Mei spoke.

"Qin Zheng."

I suddenly stopped, frozen in place, and took back the steps I took.

"Um?"

Aunt Mei suddenly fell silent and there was no movement for a while.
Chapter completed!