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That night, after Luo Yutong's wedding banquet, Yin Changtian locked himself in the villa room, and the choking wine cup after cup, gradually numbing the body's perception, but he could not waving the coldness in his heart.

It is undeniable that he will never get Luo Yutong's love.

Today, a conversation in the bride's lounge allowed him to see his position thoroughly and know that in Luo Yutong's heart, he has always been an elder brother, and no matter how hard he tries, he can only be her elder brother.

He threw the cup towards the corner of the wall, and the remaining liquid spilled on the white wool carpet as the cup was broken, dyeing a stain.

What's going on with this wine... the more you drink it, the more you become, the more you know it...

He lay down on the sofa tiredly, and his eyes closed, his consciousness gradually became chaotic. I don’t know how long it took, but in a trance, someone seemed to push the door and walk in.

In the hazy, he was so drunk that he couldn't see the face of the woman in front of him, and he felt that his figure looked very much like a person...

A woman who can't call Mingyu but has a certain sense of peace of mind.

In a dim state, he held up his body, pulled down the woman who looked at him, and hugged her tightly.

"Yin Changtian..."

Jiang Zhiyao pushed the door in because she heard the sound of glass breaking. Now she was lying on him in awkward and hardworking to sit up, but he grabbed him tightly.

She knew that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't say a word at the wedding banquet, and locked herself in the room as soon as she came back. But she knew that he would get drunk, so drunk that he would hug him whenever he saw someone, and could not pull him away.

"Why...why..." He said drunken words that no one understood, with sadness and doubt on his blank face.

He still doesn't understand why Yutong fell in love with that poor boy?

He worked hard for many years and gave all his tenderness, but he ended up with such a lonely ending.

"I'm not willing to... why... shouldn't it be like this..." His angel can only belong to him alone.

Because of excitement, his arms suddenly tightened, and the excessive loss of control made Jiang Zhiyao almost unable to breathe.

"You...you let me go first...I feel uncomfortable..." Her face turned red and she wanted to push him away.

I couldn't remember the name of the woman in front of me, and suddenly struggled to push myself. The drunk man was confused and shook his head and pressed her shaking head into his arms.

He must have seen her...but he couldn't remember who she was.

But such a soft body seemed to spread out as soon as you exert force, just like Yutong's soft fat arms when she was a child...

He tried hard to open his eyes, and he wanted to see her clearly, but he saw a blurry face in the overlapping images... so familiar that he felt at ease.

"Yutong..." he shouted.

It’s Yutong! It’s so warm and quiet as the lake water, only Yutong has…

Yes! It must be Yutong!

"Don't leave me...Yutong...Tang Yi doesn't love you without me..."

The sentences shouted from the drunk Yin Changtian's mouth made Jiang Zhiyao's tears that he endured could no longer restrain his falling.

When he was asleep late at night, he called Yutong. At this moment of drunkenness, she was also calling out...

He just loved her so much that he couldn't tell who was holding her in his arms?

Tears broke through the dam silently, and slid down his neck along his open collar.

The slightly hot and uncomfortable feeling made the drunk man reluctantly open his eyes and take a closer look at her.

But the head that made the alcohol messy still had no memory of her.

"Yutong... don't cry... tell me, who bullies you..." Chaos's head still mistakenly mistakenly regards her for another woman.

He shook his head a few times, and finally aimed at the focus distance, and placed his hand on her face.

Lu dull and hard, rubbing her tears as if she wanted to rub a layer of skin.

"I'm not Yutong... You can see clearly, I'm not Yutong..." She was so angry that she pushed and beat him while crying.

Can he have a moment...even if it's only one second, don't mention Yutong...

Even if Yutong is her best friend, she will still be jealous when she hears him calling her like this.

Yes, she was heartbroken and helplessly jealous of Luo Yutong!

"Okay... it's not Yutong..."

When he found that she was about to push him away, he quickly supported himself, changed his position drunk, pressed her into the sofa, and rubbed her face with his big hands.

"Don't cry... don't cry... Look at you crying, I have a headache..." He rubbed her face rudely, and his misty eyes had the pampering and tenderness she had never seen before.

The alcoholic mouth pressed down and kissed her face, her eyebrows, and her white neck...

Feeling his tenderness made her eyes red again without any use, reaching out to stroke his eyebrows, and then tightly embrace his shoulders.

Even if this is too unbearable, she can only see his tenderness when he is drunk.

So don’t wake her up, let her have the night of comfort first.

Even if it's only a little while, she must remember his tenderness!

Even if it is a dream, everything becomes empty when the dream wakes up, at least the long and loveless journey in the future can have the courage to continue moving forward because of this memory.

Because there is no love, life is so lonely!

Yin Changtian had a dream.

In the dream, the cute Xiao Yutong, wearing a white dress, waved to him in the beautiful garden of the Luo family.

It seemed like there was something to say to him, but a cloud of fog blocked his vision and blinded his hearing...

He couldn't hear what Xiao Yutong was about to say, so he could only keep calling her anxiously.

"Yutong...Yutong...Where are you? This is not fun... Come out quickly... I can't find you..."

In the dream, he shouted anxiously, stumbled in the fog, trying to find the exit.

It was gray and dark, and nothing could be seen. When I was anxious, Xiao Yutong's sweet voice came from the front again.

"Brother Stupid...you have to see behind...there are people behind..."

Hearing Xiao Yutong's voice, he was about to move forward with joy, but he heard her anxious and angry voice telling him to turn his head.

"You can read it quickly...If you don't watch it, you will regret it..."

The little girl's sweet voice came over, and the implicit seriousness forced him to turn around and look.

A gray mist, how could anyone see any figure...

He stood there in surprise, just as he was about to step to find Yutong, but cried sounds floated behind him.

It is so weak that you can't hear it if you don't listen carefully, but when you hear it, it makes people want to go over and take a look.

Who is it? Who is there? Why are you crying so sadly?

He walked over, and the fog was filled with a woman lowered her head and cried so sadly.

"Who are you? Don't cry..."

She couldn't see her face, she could only hear her choking cry. For no reason, his heart sucked, adding original author qq: 75599130 It seemed like he was stung by a poisonous scorpion. He lowered his head and looked around, but saw nothing .

Looking up again, the unknown woman had turned around and walked into the fog crying.

"Yutong...Yutong...you come out quickly..."

He chased after him and shouted loudly.

She told him to look back, so she must know what the woman is called and why she cried so hard.

He called out anxiously, but he didn't hear Xiao Yutong's response, but heard the angry and choked voice of the crying woman just now from the fog-

"I'm not Yutong...I'm not Yutong...You see clearly...I'm not Yutong..."

"Yu Tong...you come out..."

Yin Changtian closed his eyes and shouted, asking Jiang Zhiyao, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen to hurriedly open the door and walk in.

When she heard him shouting at Yutong, her already pale face instantly turned pale.

Standing in front of the bed, looking at his sweaty head and his hands waving, she walked into the bathroom helplessly, twisted a wet towel, came to the bed again, and gently wiped his face for him.

She was both angry and angry, but she even blamed herself for the reason why she was obsessed with agreeing to him that day.

Half a year said it was long, but it was short. Do you want her to listen to him calling another woman in his dream every night, and then do nothing, and can only stand by and look at him and cry?

The movement of wiping her face stopped. She looked at the man on the bed with sad eyes, not knowing where to put him in her heart and what should she do.

She was so obsessed with him that she could not extricate herself... She couldn't take back her love, and could not hate him, and it was both difficult to advance and retreat!

The iron arm stretched out unconsciously, and the man trapped in the nightmare mud hugged her, keeping calling out another name that she didn't want to hear.

"Yutong..." Who is she? Who is the woman crying in the fog?

"I'm not Yutong...I'm not Yutong..." Jiang Zhiyao could no longer bear the grievance and pushed her desperately, trying to break free from his clamping.

The excessive movement made him wake up on the spot, and he also let go of his hands while opening his eyes.

Not only because the woman in front of me was not Yutong, but also because she was half awake and half asleep, her anger was full of accusations.

Yes, she is not Yutong... He knows she is not Yutong...
To be continued...