572. Chapter 572: Drowning Sorrows with Wine, Not Going Home Until Drunk

The bouquet of roses was lying quietly next to the place where Lan Xier was sitting. I don’t know that due to lack of moisture, most of the petals have begun to dry and wither...

Luo Yichen walked forward gently and sat down in the empty seat next to him. He didn't say anything, just sat quietly with him for a while, and then patted him hard twice on the shoulder.

Li Tianwei glanced sideways and gave him a wry smile: "Yichen, am I...a failure?"

Luo Yichen didn't say anything, but just handed him a bottle of wine: "Don't say anything else. Tonight...I'll drink with you! We won't go home until we get drunk!"

"Take me one, take me one!" Hou Xiaofeng immediately squeezed in between the two of them, also holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He looked at the box with some doubts, touched the back of his head and said, "That's strange, Lan Xi'er is from What? You’ve been out for a long time and haven’t come back?”

Li Tianwei's face suddenly froze, and finally he let out a sigh: "She... won't come back."

Hou Xiaofeng didn't speak anymore. A smart person like him had figured out all the plot in an instant.

Xie Xiaoqiu sat quietly in an unnoticed corner, looking worriedly at Li Tianwei who kept pouring wine into his mouth.

The pale yellow liquid flowed down his perfect chin, glowing dimly under the constantly changing light.

The uninformed He Xiaojie didn't know what the cause of the seizure was. She usually lit some cheerful and noisy songs, and even jumped up and down a few times when nothing happened. But today, I ordered some sad songs.

For example: happy breakup

For example: ten years

Another example: Long time no see

The box was instantly enveloped in a thick atmosphere of sadness, and everyone felt inexplicably depressed.

Finally, Su Rourou couldn't bear it and snatched the microphone from He Xiaojie's hand: "Xiaojie, please change the song! Change it to a more cheerful one, okay?"

Unexpectedly, He Xiaojie suddenly lowered her head and began to sob lowly. From time to time, she raised her chubby little hands to wipe away the tears on her face.

Su Rourou was instantly frightened: She...she actually made He Xiaojie cry? Just took her microphone...that's all?

"Xiaojie, I'm sorry, I...I!" Su Rourou handed the microphone back to He Xiaojie with some guilt. But He Xiaojie refused to answer and still just cried.

Hou Xiaofeng drank some wine and was already a little drunk. Hearing He Xiaojie's cry, he didn't know the truth and walked towards her direction uncontrollably...

"He Xiaojie, I said you have nothing to do and why are you crying?" He half-squinted his drunken eyes and sighed helplessly, "You are not the one who is heartbroken! No one else is crying, so why don't you!"

Perhaps because he drank too much, he completely forgot that Li Tianwei was still there when he said this.

Li Tianwei felt that his already bloody chest had been stabbed twice more in an instant. He opened two more bottles of beer and kept pouring them into his mouth.

He Xiaojie was already crying sadly, but she cried even more sadly when she heard Hou Xiaofeng's voice. Not just sad, but angry!

Although her "passionate love" with Feng Feng Dian Dian on the Internet may not be defined as "love", but...since she and Hou Xiaofeng broke up on bad terms, she still habitually sits in front of the computer every night, Looking at his profile picture in a daze.

Sometimes, I even look up past chat records and laugh and cry while reading them. She didn't know what was wrong with her.

She thought that she probably just fell in love with a fictional boy named "Feng Feng Dian Dian" in her mind.