Chapter 1724 I Am Shocked! Am I the Evil Heroine? (62)

"You bought wine?!" Suddenly, Mo Zechen felt the inexplicable gloom in his heart swept away.

"Hmm! I have wine, do you have any stories?" As soon as Luo Qingchen finished speaking, A Yue beside him shook the big cake box in his hand and said, "I have cake, do you have Xiao Tian?"

Mo Zechen looked at their sweet smiles and couldn't help but smile for a long time.

"There are stories and cakes!"

This feeling made him feel that even if he was about to become the target of public criticism, he didn't want to break this tranquility.

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After half an hour of sobering up, Mo Zechen adjusted the temperature in the room to 24 degrees.

Normally, he didn't like to turn on the heater, always feeling that staying in a cold place would make his head clearer.

"Will it be cold?"

"No."

"I had fruit at noon, I'm a little hungry! Do you want to have steak?"

"Do you want me to taste your cooking?"

"You won't be disappointed."

"Okay, I want black pepper sauce!"

It was a very ordinary conversation, but it made people feel as if they had known each other for many years, and as if they had been married for many years.

There was a slight familiarity in the strangeness, and indescribable comfort and warmth.

After eating and drinking, the snowflakes on the rooftop fell lightly. She held the bear doll handed to her by Mo Zechen in her hand, and a touch of melancholy came to her heart.

Suddenly, I could understand why people often say: drinking to forget sorrow always makes you more sorrowful.

When drinking, I will think of many things, just like the feeling of a movie scene flashing before my eyes. After drinking, I will start to feel melancholy, and the memory will solidify in the past and will not dissipate for a long time.

"Sake, do you have someone you like?" His voice was very light, but Luo Qingchen heard it very clearly.

In fact, Mo Zechen himself knew it in his heart. When he asked this question, he was very nervous.

This kind of nervousness is not without source, not inexplicable, but a well-founded love.

He wanted to know the answer, but was afraid to know the answer.

Hearing this, Luo Qingchen did not reply immediately, but slowly stretched out his right hand to catch the light snowflakes.

Until the snowflakes fluttered with the wind and gently fell in her palm.

She blinked, turned her eyes to look at his face, and said seriously word by word: "I have someone I like, I like him very much."

The temperature around was very low, but her face seemed a little flushed.

Suddenly I wanted to do something, using my brain anesthetized by alcohol to do something earth-shattering that someone had done before.

Mo Zechen's deep eyes dimmed obviously, a little disappointed, a little frustrated.

He took a sip of red wine, stared at her and asked: "Are you with him?"

"We are getting married soon." Luo Qingchen put his hands in his pockets and slowly stood up, walked towards Mo Zechen sitting on the sofa on the balcony, and then said: "But he doesn't seem to remember me very much."

Suddenly, the strangeness of the two worlds was nothing more than the relationship between the two of them.

Mo Zechen was stunned, and there was always a sense of déjà vu, lingering in his heart.

"So... you broke up?"

"No." She stood in front of him and shook her head gently, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and at a lightning speed -

leaned over and

kissed him.

He watched her eyelashes tremble slightly, her ears flushed, and her heart was throbbing so much that she couldn't control her emotions at all.

At this moment, reason told him to push away, but emotion wanted to hug so much.

Luo Qingchen's kiss quickly left his lips, and looking at his slightly wrinkled eyebrows, he raised the corner of his mouth and said: "So the person I like, should I apologize or confess?"