Chapter 58: The Person Hiding in Memories (8)

Brother Yinan, whom she had relied on since she was babbling, told her that after he had someone he liked, her liking for him became a secret that would never be revealed.

She will always remember how sad she was on that day. She looked up to the boy she had been chasing for so many years, and before she had time to confess, he had someone he liked.

Thinking of this, Song Qingchun's eyes turned a little red. She picked up the bottle of red wine that was waiting for Qin Yinan to celebrate her birthday on the table, pulled out the cork vigorously, and poured a full bottle into the goblet. The big cup was poured into the stomach in one go.

Later, the university that she had happily entered for Qin Yinan turned into her hell on earth.

At any time, she might bump into the scene of Qin Yinan pursuing Tang Nuan.

She knew that it was Tang Nuan who deliberately let her bump into her and made her feel uncomfortable. At that time, she was alone, and she didn't know how many times she secretly hid and cried. She felt that she couldn't stay in that university many times. She really When everyone thought about dropping out of school, Qin Yinan went to the army.

One year after Qin Yinan went to the army, she knew that he had lost contact with Tang Nuan. A glimmer of hope emerged in her lost heart. She waited quietly in Beijing. When Qin Yinan came back from the army, she finally When he came back, however, the nightmare began to repeat itself...

Song Qingchun was like drinking water. He drank one glass of red wine after another. The more he drank, the sadder Song Qingchun became. Not only because of Qin Yinan's failure to make an appointment, but because Tang Nuanquan robbed her of the connections she had worked so hard for for two years. The Song Cheng who liked to bully her since she was a child but always protected her at critical moments died, and she signed herself to a man for a hundred days for Song...

Song Qingchun began to feel that drinking one cup at a time was not enough to relieve her anger, so she directly picked up the wine bottle and began to pour it into her mouth. She drank it a little anxiously, the wine choked into her throat, and she bent down suddenly and began to cough.

It was close to six o'clock at this time, and it was time for dinner. The waiter saw that Song Qingchun hadn't left, and pushed the door again. Seeing this scene, the waiter hurried forward and helped Song Qingchun pat his back. Song Qingchun slowly He straightened up, pushed the waiter away, picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured it into his mouth, shook it twice, but only two drops of wine came out, then looked at the waiter and said with a smile: "Help me get another bottle." bottle."

Song Qingchun didn't know how many bottles of wine she ordered, maybe three bottles, maybe four bottles, anyway, in the end she was so dizzy that she couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, she took a floor lamp in the box as a waiter, and kept yelling :"Another bottle!"

Seeing Song Qingchun drinking like this, the waiter didn't dare to serve the wine, so he could only go up and persuade him politely: "Miss, you've drunk too much, do you have any friends, let her pick you up?"

Song Qingchun didn't know what the waiter said, and kept repeating in his mouth: "Wine, wine, wine..."

When the waiter was at a loss what to do, Song Qingchun's mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

Drunk in a mess, she reached out and touched the table for a long time, but she couldn't find the phone. Finally, the waiter stuffed the phone into her hand.

Song Qingchun stared at the phone in bewilderment for a long time, vaguely recognized that it was an alarm, and then murmured to the waiter inarticulately: "It's almost seven o'clock, I should go to hell... "