"I still love her."

There is so much pain that leads to so much hate. In the final analysis, it is because of too much love.

He loved himself so much that he began to dislike why he had to be so humble, so he became angry, unwilling, and resentful. The vow of old love was like a slap in the face, and he got a slap every time he thought of it. He was like this every day and night

Thinking about it countless times, being next to him again and again, wiped all the smiles off his face.

After hearing what he said, Shaohua just sighed and said nothing.

In the rearview mirror, I saw that Cheng Ke had closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

As if he finally said the words he wanted to say most deep in his heart, his whole body relaxed and he fell into a deep sleep.

As the car drove all the way, Shaohua didn't know where he was going. If he was sent back to his parents' house, Lu Man would inevitably feel sad and sad when he saw him like this.

So after thinking for a moment, he drove directly to Jingyuan.

He knew that Cheng Ke sometimes lived there, even more frequently than he went to Lu Mana.

When the car drove downstairs, he saw the figure walking into the stair door. He looked a little unfamiliar. Shaohua stared blankly for a moment before he recognized him.

In fact, Wen Yanchu had changed a lot, she had lost weight and her hair had grown longer. The profile of her face when she opened the stair door made Shaohua recognize her.

"Yanchu?" he called tentatively, and saw the slender figure stiffen.

Wen Yanchu was still holding a bag in his hand. He had just gone to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and toiletries. There was nothing to eat at home, and the only thing in the refrigerator was neatly stacked mineral water.

As for the toiletries... Cheng Ke's razor, aftershave, cleanser, toothpaste and toothbrush are placed on the washstand, and next to his tooth cup is an old and yellowish pink plastic tooth cup, with a toothbrush inside.

It's a very old, thin toothbrush with a small brush head.

She used it five years ago.

Just looking at it made her feel uncomfortable. To be honest, the words he said after meeting Cheng Ke made her feel pain, but seeing this familiar house, he retained everything she had left behind.

, every detail caused her more pain and made her feel more indebted than the words he said.

As soon as he opened the stair door, he heard Shaohua's voice calling his name that he had rarely heard again in the past five years.

Turning around, she saw the car parked in front of the building. Shaohua was looking at her through the lowered window.

Shaohua has also developed a lot of maturity over the past five years, and he looks even more calm.

"Shaohua." Wen Yanchu called him, "Long time no see."

Originally, Shaohua didn't feel much, but after hearing her words, he just felt that maybe in love, these four words "long time no see" are the most hurtful.

"Cheng Ke... isn't here." Wen Yanchu thought he was here to see Cheng Ke, so she said this. In fact, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Now she would feel embarrassed facing any old acquaintance.

"He's here." Shaohua had already adjusted his mood, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to point to the back, and then pressed the convertible switch, and the roof of the car folded and stowed like a Transformer.

Wen Yanchu saw the sleeping man in the back seat. He just sat there quietly, his head slightly tilted back against the back of the chair, his eyes closed, his sleeping face calm and tranquil, without the sharpness he had when facing her.

Wen Yanchu felt a little soft in his heart, and even felt relieved for a moment.

Noticing the abnormal blue-white color on his face after drinking too much, Wen Yanchu frowned, took a few steps forward, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

?You look so bad, are you uncomfortable?"

Shaohua had been watching every subtle change of expression on Wen Yanchu's face. She still cared about Cheng Ke, more than a little.

"It's okay, I'm just drunk." Compared to Wen Yanchu's nervousness, Shaohua said it too lightly. For no other reason, he had seen Cheng Ke like this too many times and was somewhat used to it, "That's right...

Why are you here?"

Shaohua asked. Wen Yanchu looked a little embarrassed and glanced at Cheng Ke, "Because...Cheng Ke..."

She hesitated, Shaohua saw her embarrassment, and thought that Cheng Ke must have something to do with it, so he didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, so he opened the door and got out of the car, "Come here and help me."

."

Wen Yanchu hurried forward, and together with Shaohua helped Cheng Ke out of the car and walked into the unit door.

When he was in the elevator, Cheng Ke had already woken up. With his eyes half-opened and half-closed, his gaze dropped, he looked at the woman who was holding him tightly. She took one of Cheng Ke's hands and hung it on hers.

On his shoulders, he then reached out to support him. The thin shoulders supported half of his body weight.

Looking at the bulging veins on the back of her hands due to exertion, the knuckles of her fingers were a little white due to exertion, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and there was a small amount of sweat on her forehead.

Cheng Ke didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, looking at her quietly, as if he was worried that she would disappear at any time, keeping his eyes on her.

Or maybe it's really because I haven't seen her for so long that I look at her silently, and every time I look at her, it's like an incredible dream.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, spreading with every breath he took.

The elevator dinged and arrived at the floor. Shaohua had already noticed that Cheng Ke had woken up, because he seemed to gradually stand upright with strength, and the weight falling on Shaohua and Wen Yanchu slowly decreased little by little.

It's just that Shaohua was able to find it, but Wen Yanchu didn't.

Shaohua somewhat understood Cheng Ke's intention, but did not point it out.

After helping him lie down on the bed, Shaohua noticed that the bed was a little messy. He glanced slightly to the side and saw Wen Yanchu's somewhat embarrassed expression. It was not difficult to guess what had happened here.

Shaohua stood aside and didn't do much. He just watched Wen Yanchu silently cover Cheng Ke with a quilt with slight movements, fetched water from the bathroom, wiped his face and hands carefully, and then wiped his face and hands clean.

The trash can was placed next to the bed, fearing that he would want to vomit.

After Shaohua watched her do this, he said softly, "Yanchu, come out and have a chat."

After all, he knew his old friend very well, so Shaohua knew that Cheng Ke just wanted to use him to talk to her.

Wen Yanchu raised his eyes to look at Shaohua, did not refuse, nodded and followed him out.

The sofa in the living room still creaked when you sat on it. There was no tea here at all, so Wen Yanchu didn't even try to conjure a pot of tea for Shaohua. He took mineral water from the refrigerator and put it on the coffee table.

Sitting quietly on the sofa, waiting for Shaohua's voice.

The first words I waited for were the most common words for people who meet again after a long separation.

"Yanchu, how have you been these past few years?"
Chapter completed!