The next second, Shu Yang took his hand away as if he had touched a hot potato, "Is he a big bad guy?"

"Big Bad guy?" Rong Yu frowned slightly before he realized that what she was talking about might be herself.

He sighed and said dotingly: "Yes, it's a big bad guy, the big bad guy is here to pick you up home."

"No, no home." she muttered.

Rong Yu's eyes froze and he said gently: "Yangyang, some."

"You don't have to worry about me, go and take care of your Miss Wen." Shu Yang murmured.

She didn't know what she was talking about, and she squinted her eyes slightly, saying something in a while.

Rong Yu knew she was drunk, so he quickly helped her up and said, "I'll take you back."

Shu Yang was pulled out of the bar door by him, but when he wanted Shu Yang to enter the back seat, he was rejected.

She was so resistant that she was unwilling to get in the car. She sat on the ground and looked at Rong Yu with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, Rong Yu's heart melted, and he helped Shu Yang up, "Then you won't take the bus anymore. It's not too far from your home. Can you walk back?"

His voice was slow and gentle, all because Shu Yang was in front of him.

Although Xilin District is the most prosperous street, there is no one on the street at 2 a.m., and the yellow street lights reflect the depressed figure.

"I am a painter, and I have a strong ability to paint..."

"You hurt me and you smiled..."

Shu Yang held Rong Yu's hand, stood still, and kept singing.

As he sang, he burst into laughter, "Big Bad guy, Rong Yu."

"You just like Wenzhan, right? Since you like Wenzhan, why do you still mess with me three or four times?" Shu Yang asked loudly.

"Yangyang, I don't like her."

Shu Yang immediately curled her lips aggrievedly, looking at Rong Yu's eyes full of tears, "Lie, I heard everything you said in the bar. You just like her and don't like me."

Shu Yang seemed to be an immature girl at this moment, which she could not have shown before.

Rong Yu was stunned when he heard what Shu Yang said. It turned out that she had been in the bar since then.

His eyes were flustered, but fortunately Shu Yang was not awake now.

He held Shu Yang's hand and said gently: "Yang Yang, there are some things that cannot be told to you now, but please believe me."

Shu Yang held his arm and sobbed: "Are everything before fake? If you don't love me, why would you hit the car that was about to kill me? I don't believe it!"

Rong Yu did not answer. He was both uncomfortable and blamed himself. He wanted to say it clearly to Shu Yang, but those words seemed to be stuck in his throat and could not be vomited out and could not swallow them safely.

He couldn't bear to look at Shu Yang like this, his eyes were pure sadness, which was something that Shu Yang had never had before.

"It's so cold Rong Yu, I'm so cold!" She shouted, hugging her shoulders tremblingly.

Rong Yu quickly took off his coat and covered her body, "Yangyang, is it still cold?"

The coat he had just taken off still had the remaining warmth of Rong Yu. Shu Yang's originally uneasy expression calmed down when she smelled the familiar fragrance.

The faint cedar scent in the clothes was the only fragrance of Rong Yu.

"Lalala..." Shu Yang held Rong Yu's hand and shook it back and forth, as if he had just been taken home from school. If it wasn't two o'clock in the middle of the night.

On the bridge, the sea breeze blew the Buddha's cheeks. She drank a lot of wine and was dizzy, but she just held the man next to her tightly.

"Rong Yu, my thigh hurts so much."

Rong Yu's pupils shrank violently, and he looked at Shu Yang's thighs as if he was remembering something, "How come it hurts?"

A smile that was even worse than crying came out on his face.

Shu Yang unconsciously shed tears, covering her thighs with one of her right hand. Rong Yu remembered that there was a scar on her thigh at this position.

People are most likely to say subconscious words in an unconscious state. They are buried in the deepest part of memory. They will never take them out, but they will subconsciously say them when drunk.

Rong Yu was afraid that when the most painful memory was dug out from Shu Yang's heart, she would find that everything was not what she thought, so what should she do? Can she face him?

"Yangyang, will you believe me?" he asked nervously.

Shu Yang shook her head, "I can't believe it anymore, I'm all lying to me."

The night cold was heavy, and Shu Yang stopped after walking for a while. She turned her head against Rong Yu's arm dizzy, "I can't walk anymore, I'm home, I'm going to sleep."

As she said that, she slowly closed her eyes and pretended to lie on the ground. Rong Yu hurriedly stopped her.

"I haven't arrived home yet."

Shu Yang closed her eyes and was unwilling to stand up again, so Rong Yu had to carry her on her back.

She lay obediently on Rong Yu's back, "Why do you have to give me what you only give me to her now?"

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment before he understood what Shu Yang was saying, but he did not answer.

He walked step by step, feeling his back a little wet. Sure enough, he heard Shu Yang's slightly sob, "Yang Yang."

He shouted in peace, but the person behind him did not answer him.

"Why do you want to give me what you gave me and then?" she murmured to herself.

After all, Rong Yu didn't say anything. The time has not yet come. After planning for such a long time, there must be no mistakes.

"Who are you? The smell on you is the same as him." There were a few vague words, and Rong Yu only heard this.

He didn't say anything anymore, feeling that the stone in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

He will never forget this night, and his favorite girl lay on his back and asked, "Why did she give it to me and then to her?"

When I returned to Shu Mian's house, I knocked on the door twice, and then I heard someone coming over and opening the door, "Yangyang, what have you been doing so late? And I didn't bring my key..."

"Why are you?" Shu Mian frowned slightly. He didn't want to see Rong Yu and Yangyang intimate, especially with such a back posture.

Rong Yu didn't know how to explain the matter of going to the bar to find Shu Yang, but he pondered for a moment and said, "Yangyang and Lin Luxi went to the bar to relax. When my people found them, I quickly sent the people."

Although he might have explained it seriously, they might not want to listen to Taizhen's words.

Some things have been decided from the beginning.

Shu Mian frowned and pulled Yangyang away, "Tell me more about Mr. Rong, I'll treat Mr. Rong to dinner another day. Now I want to take care of my sister, so please leave first."

Rong Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Shu, don't tell her that I sent her back."

Shu Mian didn't understand what he meant, but nodded.

"Where is Rong Yu?" Wen Zhan threw out the sobering soup in anger.

Aunt Zhou said with some distress: "Miss, you have drunk so much wine, it's not OK to not drink some sobering soup."

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