he is intoxicated

Xiao Wen accompanied him and cautiously reminded: "Mr. Huo, it's getting late, let's go back. You have to get up early tomorrow to pick up Miss Lin at the Lin's house. Don't miss the auspicious time."

Huo Beiyao asked Xiao Wen as if he didn't hear it, "Is there any wine left?"

"Yes, I'll get some red wine."

"No red wine, get two bottles of whiskey from the trunk."

Xiao Wen was taken aback, "Whiskey? Two bottles?"

Huo Beiyao hummed, his handsome face remained calm, as if what he said was an ordinary sentence.

"However, your body cannot drink so much alcohol..."

"Go get it."

"Okay, Mr. Huo."

Xiao Wen had no choice but to return to the car, opened the trunk, took out two bottles of whiskey from inside, opened them with a corkscrew, and took another glass for drinking whiskey.

Walked up to Huo Beiyao.

He filled a glass and handed it to him, "Mr. Huo, your wine."

Huo Beiyao took it with his slender fingers, slowly moved it to his lips, and drank it down in one gulp.

The liquor was as high as [-] to [-] degrees, but he didn't even frown as if he was drinking plain water.

After drinking, he handed the wine glass to Xiao Wen and motioned him to fill it up.

Xiao Wen couldn't help but said: "Mr. Huo, you drank white wine, red wine, and whiskey tonight. Mix the three kinds of wine together, and it's easy to get drunk. You're going to marry Miss Lin tomorrow, so big There is no delay, so why don't you drink less?"

marry?

Marry Lin Yanyan.

Huo Beiyao had a splitting headache, and suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, "Pour the wine."

Xiao Wen didn't dare to violate it, so he had to pour it on him.

Huo Beiyao drank it down again in one gulp, even more refreshing than the last one.

Xiao Wen poured him three cups one after another.

After the third cup, Huo Beiyao looked sideways, his deep and beautiful eyes looked drunkenly at the bottle in his hand, and said to him, "You drink the remaining bottle."

Xiao Wen suddenly had one head and two big ones, "Mr. Huo, I still have to drive. We won't be able to go back after drinking."

"Drink." Huo Beiyao's tone was strong and could not be questioned.

Xiao Wen sighed deeply in his heart, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll drink."

He picked up the bottle of wine, aimed it at the mouth of the bottle, and gulped it down into his mouth.

The strong wine entered his throat, it was hot, and it cut his throat like a burning knife.

After drinking the whole bottle, Xiao Wen couldn't help but hiccupped, feeling dizzy and seeing double images.

When the mountain wind blew, he was so shaky that he couldn't even stand still, so he simply sat down on the ground.

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, he dare not say anything normally, but now he dares to say it.

He raised his head and looked at the tall man, and said with a big tongue: "Mr. Huo, you are benevolent and righteous to your wife. Three years ago, you sent so many people in this mountain forest, and it was enough to find her." Half a month, half a month, her funeral was also arranged very grandly..."

Huo Beiyao frowned slightly, a little impatiently, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say, I want to say that the dead are already dead, and the living still live and live. You can let her go. You are always obsessed with it. If you are so sad, my wife will feel sorry for you when she sees it in the spirit of heaven. "

distressed?

Huo Beiyao laughed at himself, and the smile turned into a wry smile, "It's too late for her to hate me, how could she feel sorry for me?"

Yes, she should hate him.

He will never forget, three years ago, in the hospital.

Seeing the dispute between Nanhua and Lin Yanyan, he pulled her away forcefully, she stumbled and fell to the ground, her elbows were bloody and bloody.

Her eyes were full of tears, and she was crooked on the ground and couldn't get up.

At that moment, his heart ached to the point of breaking.

How much he wanted to bend down to help her up, and hug her to deal with the wound, but at that time he was blinded by "shame", and he refused to do anything "good" to her.

He had to work hard to restrain himself so that he could ignore her wounds and say such heartless words to her.

That night, he went home with the divorce agreement and forced her to divorce. She was pregnant with his child, but he even forced her to divorce.

She must have been desperate at the time, that's why she ran to meet Lu Xiao overnight in the heavy rain.

He hated himself at the time, how could he do such a beastly thing to her, how could he hurt her heart so much?

How could he hurt her heart so much, he clearly loved her in his heart, so deeply, so deeply.

In those three years, he lived very divided, hating her while loving her, saying and doing the things that hurt her the most, while secretly regretting in his heart.

Until she died, he regretted it too much.

Guilt, remorse and regret tormented him deeply, as if his heart was frying in a frying pan.

He was in so much pain as if he was being tortured.

After a long time, he slowly raised his hand and beat his chest vigorously, as if the pain in his body could relieve the pain in his heart.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, thunder and thunder rumbled, almost grazing the tops of the two people's heads.

Xiao Wen shivered, half of his scalp went numb.

With his palms on the ground, he struggled to get up, "Mr. Huo, it's going to rain, let's go to the car and stay."

"No." Huo Beiyao refused.

If he didn't get in the car, Xiao Wen naturally didn't dare to get in.

Not long after, heavy rain poured down, hitting the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, the clothes on their bodies were soaked.

Xiao Wen hurriedly staggered to the front of the car, found two umbrellas from the trunk, held one for himself, and ran to help Huo Beiyao hold one.

But the mountain wind was too strong, and the umbrellas of the two people were blown up and down. The rainwater as thick as beef tendon noodles hit the two people like arrow clusters, and the umbrellas didn't work at all.

The clothes on the two of them were wet from the outside to the inside, sticking wetly to their bodies, making them extremely uncomfortable.

When the mountain wind blew, Xiao Wen shivered from the cold, most of the wine woke up immediately, and he spoke sharply.

Looking at the upright, damp and cold man standing against the wind, he thought twice, and summoned up the courage to say, "Mr. Huo, let me call and ask someone to come and pick us up, okay?"

"No."

"But we won't go back, tomorrow's wedding..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Huo Beiyao interrupted him with a firm and decisive tone, cutting off all his escape routes.

Xiao Wen didn't dare to say anything more, his eyes were fixed on his back in a daze.

Suddenly, he guessed his real intention.

He doesn't want to go back tonight.

He didn't want to attend tomorrow's wedding, so he was asked to drink too. If he got drunk, neither of them could go back...

300 meters away.

inside the car.

Shen Zechuan looked at Nan Hua with an indifferent expression, "It's raining heavily, if you don't go, the slippery road is prone to accidents, let's go back?"

Nan Hua let out an "um", her eyes still fell on the man in the distance.

From a distance, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, only his back, tall and straight like a cedar.

The mountain wind was so strong that it didn't blow him down.

The thunder was so loud and explosive, but it didn't hit him.

Life is really hard.

The scourge lives for thousands of years.

Shen Zechuan started the car and turned around cautiously.

The mountain road was too slippery and the rain was too heavy. After driving for more than an hour, he had to drive for nearly two hours before he sent Nanhua home.

After returning home, Nanhua went to the bathroom to take a hot shower, and most of the wine sobered up.

Putting on her bathrobe, she wiped her hair and walked slowly into the bedroom.

He bent down and opened the bottom drawer of the cabinet, and found the re-pasted wedding invitation from inside.

Holding the bright red invitation card tightly with her fingers, Nan Hua stared at the torn faces of Huo Beiyao and Lin Yanyan on the invitation card, with a sneer on her lips.

After dawn, she was going to attend the wedding of the couple.

In a few hours, it would be daylight, and she would be able to send them both to the prison with her own hands.

She can't wait!