"Who said that you can forget people you don't want to remember when you are drunk? Who said that drinking can eliminate worries? They are all lies." Lojo said to himself.

"You want to forget me?"

She heard Nangong Huang's voice.

Strangely, she couldn't hear a word of what he said just now, but she heard this sentence without saying a word.

Nangong Huang was suddenly very close, his face was right in front of her, so close that he almost touched her face.

His hands seemed to be holding her face.

She vaguely saw the movements of his hands, but she felt nothing on her face.

It is indeed an illusion.

Luo Qiao thought that since his hallucination appeared and he couldn't drive it away, it would be better to talk to him and let him vent.

Luo Qiao looked at Nangong Huang's illusion in front of him, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

She let tears roll down her face. Anyway, it was not the real Nangong Huang in front of her, so she was not afraid of embarrassment.

"I just want to forget you. You are such a bully. You just rely on me to be easy to bully, so you always bully me, right?"

The illusion of Nangong Huang in front of her seemed to be saying something, but strangely, she couldn't hear what he said clearly.

She looked at him blankly, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she seemed to hear him saying: "I didn't bully you."

Her eyes became bright again, and Nangong Huang's illusion appeared in front of her again.

Luo Qiao's thinking was very slow at this time, and she did not understand what had just happened.

She only felt aggrieved, very, very aggrieved.

"And you said you weren't bullying me? You let me live in your house just to bully me with a dog. You knew I was afraid of dogs, so you let Huanghuang block my way home."

Luo Qiao wiped her tears. There were too many tears, which blurred her eyes.

However, after wiping away her tears, her vision was still blurry and had not improved.

"Also, you knew that I was short of money, so you deliberately blackmailed me into tidying up your room and doing hard work for you."

Her eyes darkened again, and she seemed to hear him saying: "That's because I like you and want to keep you."

"You don't like me," Luo Qiao complained loudly, "What you like is Liu Qing, not me. She is the one who deserves you. She is the same type of person as you. It's ridiculous that I overestimated my own abilities and talked to her last night.

Fighting for you."

She pushed Nangong Huang Huanhuang in front of her hard, but couldn't push him away, so she ducked behind.

There was an unfinished bottle of wine on the table, so she picked it up and poured it into her mouth.

After just two sips, my hand suddenly became empty and the beer can disappeared.

Luo Qiao looked at his empty hands blankly, not understanding what was happening.

But when she saw the ghostly Nangong Huang, she annoyedly grabbed another can of beer and tried to open it.

Before she could open it, her hand was empty again, and then she heard someone saying: "I don't like Liu Qing, I like you. Don't you understand?"

Luo Qiao's nose felt sore and tears flowed out again.

"You like me? Then why did you hug her in the morning? You obviously saw me wrestling and spraining my foot, but you ignored me and ran back to be with her instead. You didn't care about me at all, and you drove away with her.

.I, I never want to see you again.”

It became dark again and she couldn't see anything.

"I'm sorry," someone said in her ear, "I'm sorry, I really didn't know you fell and sprained your foot. I drove to catch up with you faster. Luo Qiao, don't blame me, okay?"

The sad and loving voice made Luo Qiao suddenly feel that his heart had softened. "Who said that you can forget people you don't want to remember when you are drunk? Who said that drinking can eliminate worries? They are all lies."

Lojo said to himself.

"You want to forget me?"

She heard Nangong Huang's voice.

Strangely, she couldn't hear a word of what he said just now, but she heard this sentence without saying a word.

Nangong Huang was suddenly very close, his face was right in front of her, so close that he almost touched her face.

His hands seemed to be holding her face.

She vaguely saw the movements of his hands, but she felt nothing on her face.

It is indeed an illusion.

Luo Qiao thought that since his hallucination appeared and he couldn't drive it away, it would be better to talk to him and let him vent.

Luo Qiao looked at Nangong Huang's illusion in front of him, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

She let tears roll down her face. Anyway, it was not the real Nangong Huang in front of her, so she was not afraid of embarrassment.

"I just want to forget you. You are such a bully. You just rely on me to be easy to bully, so you always bully me, right?"

The illusion of Nangong Huang in front of her seemed to be saying something, but strangely, she couldn't hear what he said clearly.

She looked at him blankly, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she seemed to hear him saying: "I didn't bully you."

Her eyes became bright again, and Nangong Huang's illusion appeared in front of her again.

Luo Qiao's thinking was very slow at this time, and she did not understand what had just happened.

She only felt aggrieved, very, very aggrieved.

"And you said you weren't bullying me? You let me live in your house just to bully me with a dog. You knew I was afraid of dogs, so you let Huanghuang block my way home."

Luo Qiao wiped her tears. There were too many tears, which blurred her eyes.

However, after wiping away her tears, her vision was still blurry and had not improved.

"Also, you knew that I was short of money, so you deliberately blackmailed me into tidying up your room and doing hard work for you."

Her eyes darkened again, and she seemed to hear him saying: "That's because I like you and want to keep you."

"You don't like me," Luo Qiao complained loudly, "What you like is Liu Qing, not me. She is the one who deserves you. She is the same type of person as you. It's ridiculous that I overestimated my own abilities and talked to her last night.

Fighting for you."

She pushed Nangong Huang Huanhuang in front of her hard, but couldn't push him away, so she ducked behind.

There was an unfinished bottle of wine on the table, so she picked it up and poured it into her mouth.

After just two sips, my hand suddenly became empty and the beer can disappeared.

Luo Qiao looked at his empty hands blankly, not understanding what was happening.

But when she saw the ghostly Nangong Huang, she annoyedly grabbed another can of beer and tried to open it.

Before she could open it, her hand was empty again, and then she heard someone saying: "I don't like Liu Qing, I like you. Don't you understand?"

Luo Qiao's nose felt sore and tears flowed out again.

"You like me? Then why did you hug her in the morning? You obviously saw me wrestling and spraining my foot, but you ignored me and ran back to be with her instead. You didn't care about me at all, and you drove away with her.

.I, I never want to see you again.”

It became dark again and she couldn't see anything.

"I'm sorry," someone said in her ear, "I'm sorry, I really didn't know you fell and sprained your foot. I drove to catch up with you faster. Luo Qiao, don't blame me, okay?"
Chapter completed!