Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âMengmeng, canât you give me another chance? Itâs been such a long time,â Cheng Yangâs eyes welled up with tears upon hearing Ye Xiaomengâs words. How could he just abandon years of feelings like that?
âCheng Yang, precisely because itâs been so long, many feelings have changed. Iâve fallen for someone elseâ¦â Ye Xiaomeng delivered a heavy blow.
âYouâre lying to me, Xiaomeng. You canât possibly fall for someone else so quickly?â Cheng Yang couldnât believe it.
âThis is the truth, Cheng Yang. Please take care of yourself. I wish you well, and I hope we wonât be entangled anymore, â Ye Xiaomeng said sincerely. She no longer held any grudges and wished for their respective happiness.
After saying that, Ye Xiaomeng left without eating her meal, as she had no appetite.
Leaving Cheng Yang sitting there deep in thought.
As night fell, Ye Xiaomeng wandered the streets aimlessly, not heading to Shu Panâs house to avoid causing her any worry.
She spotted a well-known bar ahead and entered without hesitation. She ordered a bottle of alcohol and started drinking it one glass at a time without much thought.
He Ming felt that life had become incredibly boring lately. He had thought that once Brother Ting got engaged, he would be content, but it was the opposite. Brother Ting had been moody lately, and his temper flared unexpectedly.
Tonight, he had invited Gu Shaoting out for a drink, but Shaoting said he wasnât in the mood and returned to Shuimu Qinghua. That had become his favorite place lately. When He Ming asked him what was wrong, he remained silent, lost in thought.
He Ming ordered a bottle of alcohol, intending to drink until he couldnât anymore tonight.
Just as He Ming was getting into his drinking, someone suddenly bumped into him from the side. It was unmistakably a woman who had clearly had too much to drink, unable to stand steadily. Her body emitted a strong alcohol odor, and she crashed into He Mingâs arms.
He Ming cursed under his breath and tried to pull the woman away, but she clung to him like an octopus, refusing to let go. However, at this moment, He Ming couldnât help feeling reluctant to release her, with her soft and fragrant body in his arms.
He Ming glanced down at the woman in his arms, seeing her short and stylishly dressed with fashionable short hair.
. He Ming was still very rational and wouldnât take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. He helped steady the woman, and at this moment, he finally got a clear look at her face.
The world was indeed small, and He Ming couldnât help but sigh. The woman who bumped into him was the same woman he had encountered in his car that day.
âDrink, have another glass,â this woman was none other than Ye Xiaomeng, who had consumed quite a bit of alcohol. She seemed to be using the alcohol to mourn her lost love, as everything had become a thing of the past.
âYouâve had enough. Please donât drink anymore,â He Ming pressed down her hand as she attempted to lift her glass.
He Ming genuinely felt like a pitiable man. He had gone out to relax, but now he had to take care of a drunken woman.
âIn the future, you walk your sunny path, and Iâll walk my solitary bridge,â Ye Xiaomeng said something unexpected.
At this point, He Ming had likely figured out Ye Xiaomengâs intentions. She was seeking solace in alcohol.
âAlright, thatâs enough. Where do you live? Iâll take you home,â He Ming patiently coaxed her.
âI donât want to go home, I want to drink⦠Ughâ¦â Ye Xiaomeng threw up, feeling terrible..