“What to do in the future?”

Zhuang Mengdie had a little confused look on her face: "Actually, I don't know what I can do, or maybe I didn't think about it at all. I'm relaxed all over now, and I only feel like I'm taking off my burdens. I'm not thinking about what will happen in the future."

Qin Yang nodded in understanding: "Well, it's understandable. In fact, like your current conditions, you have a house, a car and a deposit. You are a woman, there is no need to force yourself so tightly. Let's take a break for a while before talking about it."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "I think so too. Looking back, I'm going to sell all the houses and cars and go out for a trip."

Qin Yang was surprised: "The car and the house have been sold, there is no need to do this. Are you going to leave Zhonghai?"

"That's not, I'll definitely come back."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled bitterly on her face: "The bar, the car, and the house all carry too many memories of me. Since I have chosen to start over, I should let go of the past, and living there, I cannot not think about it."

Qin Yang thought, it makes sense. In a house full of memories, I am afraid that everything inside carries a memory. How can life completely let go of the past?

Indulging in the past will inevitably affect the future.

Letting go may not be a correct attitude towards life.

"It's good to do this. Come and drink, have a good drink. When you wake up tomorrow, everything will be a new beginning!"

Qin Yang raised his wine glass, smiled, and looked at Zhuang Mengdie in his eyes.

Zhuang Mengdie smiled sweetly, with her eyes bright: "But I met you, a man who is willing to jump into the river for me." She felt two points of sympathy.

Perhaps, this woman has never been happy since her beloved’s misfortune.

Zhuang Mengdie raised her glasses and clinked at Qin Yang's eyes and stared at Qin Yang with bright eyes: "Thank you, I'm very glad to meet you as a friend."

After drinking a cup, Zhuang Mengdie showed a two-smelling smile on her face: "Do you know? In the past few years, there have been many people around me, both men and women, but I can't find someone to tell my thoughts. Am I very pitiful?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Isn't this very normal? It's not so easy to find close friends. Many people seem to have many friends in their lives, but how many close friends are there?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "If someone else would jump, can I still be so angry?"

"I don't care. In short, you risked your life for me to jump into the river!"

Zhuang Mengdie raised her mouth slightly, as if I had determined this fact anyway, and she was unyielding. She was just beautiful, even if she looked coquettish, she could reach a new level of beauty, which made Qin Yang's eyes lit up.

This woman is born with a charming temperament, with one look, one move, and one sentence, all seemingly fascinating.

Qin Yang shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, if you don't talk about those today, just drink wine, which is a farewell to the past!"

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes lit up: "Yes, you said it very well, just treat it as a farewell to the past. Come and drink, and you will not return until you get drunk today!"

Qin Yang could understand Zhuang Mengdie's mood and worked hard for many years. Now he had to give up everything before, career, feelings, and life. He must be mixed with emotion in his heart.

Well, just have a drink with her.

After getting a bottle of beer, Zhuang Mengdie began to talk about her past events, as well as her life and troubles she encountered in the past two years...

Qin Yang basically didn't speak much, just quietly became a listener. Perhaps what Zhuang Mengdie needed at this time was just a listener.

Not long after, a box of beer was finished. Perhaps because of her mood, Zhuang Mengdie was already drunk. Her expression began to be a little dull, her speech was repeated sporadically, and her movements began to become a little exaggerated.

"It's almost the same, it's still late, it's time to go back to bed."

Zhuang Mengdie was single and shook her head: "No, I still want to drink, I won't come here again in the future. This is the last time, let me drink enough."

Seeing that Qin Yang did not agree, Zhuang Mengdie stretched out her hand again, grabbed Qin Yang's hand, shaking it gently, begging like acting cute, "Let me drink more, I'm not drunk yet, come another box... half box... OK?"

Qin Yang was unable to do anything by Zhuang Mengdie, so he had to ask the boss to continue drinking: "Just half a box, leave after drinking, keep your word."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled happily and raised her slender fingers: "Well, leave after drinking, keep your word."

After drinking the last half box of wine with three bottles per person, Zhuang Mengdie did not make a fuss about asking for wine again because she was completely drunk.

Although she had not completely fallen down, she had become confused. She couldn't hold on to her cheeks even with her hands supporting her cheeks, and she lay straight onto the table.

Qin Yang smiled bitterly, but he was still drunk after all.

It’s okay, just get drunk. There are always times when life requires a refreshing drunkenness.

Although it may be extremely painful when you wake up, spiritual confession and release are the most important.

After Qin Yang settled the bill, he helped Zhuang Mengdie leave the midnight snack shop and got into the car.

When Zhuang Mengdie got into the car, she couldn't hold on and fell asleep directly. Qin Yang looked at Zhuang Mengdie who was sleeping and shook his head helplessly.

Qin Yang started the car and headed towards the community where Zhuang Mengdie lived. He sent Zhuang Mengdie once and still remembered Zhuang Mengdie's address.

Although hesitated whether to take Zhuang Mengdie home, Qin Yang finally gave up and took her home. Anyway, he was just drunk and just had a good sleep.

The road was quiet and quiet. Qin Yang parked the car in the garage and gently pushed Zhuang Mengdie.

"Zhuang Mengdie, I'm home and get off the bus."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded unconsciously twice, but did not open her eyes. She just turned her body and unconsciously avoided Qin Yang, preventing him from pushing him.

Qin Yang smiled bitterly, and he looked very drunk.

Qin Yang got out of the car, walked around to the passenger seat, took her handbag and opened it, found the keys at her house, and then helped her out of the car.

Zhuang Mengdie was so drunk that she couldn't even stand steadily, let alone walking. Qin Yang shook his head helplessly, and simply turned around and squatted down to carry Zhuang Mengdie on his back and walked forward.

Zhuang Mengdie was carried by Qin Yang. Her hands were instinctively holding Qin Yang tightly, and her whole body was tightly pressed against Qin Yang's back.

Zhuang Mengdie is not heavy, and Qin Yang is not at all struggling to carry her on her back, but Qin Yang is quite distressed inside.

Zhuang Mengdie's face was against his shoulders. He could clearly smell the faint fragrance coming from her body. His hands were hugging her smooth and soft thighs. Her breasts were soft and tightly pressing against his back...

Qin Yang shook his head and let out a long breath.
Chapter completed!