Chapter 422 He in the Dream Is Back (2)

When Song Qingchun got out of the car, the doorman was obviously taken aback when he saw her wretched appearance soaked by the rain.

He has been here for so many years. This is the first time he has seen anyone here who is not carefully dressed up. He is so slovenly and has a wound on his forehead...

However, when the doorman saw the limited edition Chanel bracelet on Song Qingchun's wrist, he quickly put away his confusion, helped Song Qingchun park the car respectfully, and led her in.

It was already half past eleven, the most lively moment of the nightclub. The DJ music in the lobby was deafening, and under the blurred lights and feasting, many men and women gathered on the dance floor and danced closely.

Song Qingchun chose a booth with a good location, right in front of the studio hall. The waiter told her that someone would be on stage to perform at twelve o'clock.

The deck is a five-digit package, which of course also includes a bottle of foreign wine, a bottle of red wine, a dozen beers, a large fruit plate, and various types of dried fruits, which is enough to set up a large table.

Song Qingchun directly asked the waiter to open all the wine, then held a heavy crystal glass and poured herself a large glass of beer, as if drinking boiled water, and drank it all in one go. Then she felt After feeling depressed for such a long time, I finally felt a little more comfortable.

Except for her, all the other booths were occupied by groups of people. There was a booth in front of her to the left that was too crowded to sit in. There were two women in negligible clothes who sat on the lap of a man. .

She looked so different in such a small group of people that she attracted a lot of attention. A few men even approached her and asked her if they could share a table.

Song Qingchun didn't pay attention at all, and didn't even raise his eyelids. He just repeated the two actions of pouring wine and drinking.

After drinking too much, it was easy to go to the bathroom. Song Qingchun had already downed two and a half bottles of beer within fifteen minutes of sitting down. At this time, she was still sober. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw a man in the corridor. A woman hugged each other and kissed passionately.

Back at the booth, it was exactly midnight, and the night show had begun. A woman in a white dress came on the stage, raised a topic, said hello to everyone, and then started singing.

"I said I was most afraid of the breeze that was about to rain. You said you were the same. We laughed and looked at the sky and chatted until we cried..."

The woman on the stage sang the DJ version of this song, which was far less emotional than the original version, but the familiar lyrics still made Song Qingchun's mood worse.

It’s really evil... When did this old song become so popular?

Why can she hear this song wherever she goes today?

Song Qingchun directly grabbed the bottle and drank the remaining half bottle of beer.

In fact, it had been a long time since she had drank like this. She remembered that the last time she got drunk was on her birthday last year. Qin Yinan promised to spend her birthday with her, but ended up spending time with Tang Nuan... To be precise, In the years since she was introduced to alcohol at the age of eighteen, every time she drank, it was because of Qin Yinan... But this time, she was...

Suddenly, Song Qingchun's mind flashed back to Su Zhinian's cold and shameless face that she saw through the windshield while standing in the wind and rain on the road tonight.