Nostalgia

Drinking wine in loneliness.

Chen Liang suddenly asked, "Why did you choose him in the first place?"

"money."

"money?"

"Yes, it's all about money. I married him for his money."

"And what about him? How does he treat you?"

"color."

"color?"

"Yes, what he wants is my lust."

In Chen Liang's eyes, Zhao Tingting had no color, not before, but now she was a little.

And quite a bit.

If one person gets together for sex and the other for money...

Chen Liang felt that he really wasn't having a good time.

Because color fades, becomes tiresome, and doesn't look as good as it used to.

Money can be lost, it can be gone, and as beauty fades, so too will money disappear.

"Where is he now?" Chen Liang asked again.

"He's out of town. With his young wife."

"Young wife?"

"right."

"Still that one?"

"Yes, that woman bore him a son, how could he abandon her?"

"Didn't you also give him a son?"

"Perhaps, the two of them are just in love."

Zhao Tingting is not highly educated.

Therefore, some things become boring.

At the same time, Zhao Tingting is also a very easygoing and straightforward person.

Therefore, over time, perhaps her man began to think that she was like a man too.

Just like Chen Liang before, he held the same view.

However, her man thought she was a man.

But Chen Liang now considers her a woman.

Chen Liang lowered his head and did not respond to Zhao Tingting's words.

The three dishes were served one after another.

Zhao Tingting also drank half a jin of wine.

She drinks very quickly.

She gets drunk very easily.

She's drunk now...

"Chen Liang, tell me, was my choice back then a mistake?"

"No, no, perhaps this is your destiny, a destiny that you are destined to be together."

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

"But this fate is painful."

"Sigh..." Chen Liang sighed.

He couldn't answer that question.

The two drank again...

As she was drinking, Zhao Tingting suddenly burst into tears, her face streaked with tears.

At the same time, she sat down next to Chen Liang.

She grabbed Chen Liang's arm.

"I regret it so much."

"At this age, what's there to regret? For the sake of the children, just live a good life."

That was all Chen Liang could say, that was all he could do to persuade Zhao Tingting to continue.

divorce?

I'm past the age for divorce.

If you get divorced at this point, you won't be able to find someone to marry again.

Even if they remarry, will they be happy?

It's better to just make do like this...

"You'll come with me to have some fun later."

"What?"

"I'm going to sing! I want to sing! I want to belt out a song!"

Chen Liang hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Tingting shook Chen Liang's arm, "Come on~~ Come on~~"

"it is good."

Actually, Zhao Tingting's singing voice wasn't very good; it was somewhat offensive to Chen Liang's ears.

But she just loves to sing.

Perhaps, once she got there, her unrestrained behavior was her only way out.

Drinking again...

Keep drinking...

One and a half bottles of wine were gone.

Actually, that half bottle wasn't half a bottle; it was more than that, probably six or seven ounces.

Chen Liang drank about six liang (300ml) of liquor, while Zhao Tingting drank more than one jin (500ml).

She ordered two more bottles of beer.

After finishing her drink, she became completely unrestrained, her thoughts drifting away.

But his steps remained steady.

She and Chen Liang came downstairs. Chen Liang went to pay the bill, and Zhao Tingting caught up with him and shoved Chen Liang with her body.

"I said I'd pay the bill, so what bill are you paying?"

Zhao Tingting scanned the QR code to pay.

Chen Liang listened and realized he hadn't made a mistake.

No more was paid.

The two came out of the restaurant, and Zhao Tingting followed Chen Liang somewhat unsteadily, walking beside him.

Therefore, on the street, Zhao Tingting did not take Chen Liang's arm.

Perhaps, a sliver of reason still remains in her mind.

She also knows what she's supposed to do.

Do you also know what you should do?

The two arrived at a green karaoke bar; it was past 11 p.m.

Actually, there were very few pedestrians on the road at this time.

But there are.

not much.

The two entered the karaoke bar, and Zhao Tingting asked for a private room.

Enter the private room.

The waiter brought over the beer.

Chen Liang didn't know if Zhao Tingting could still drink.

But she insisted.

Perhaps, in the past, she could drink.

She can still drink now.

The two sang.

Zhao Tingting sang first.

She was really yelling, yelling utterly, yelling until her throat was hoarse, yelling without any regard for anything else.

Chen Liang let her be presumptuous.

Perhaps yelling it out would be better for her.

Only by shouting it out will the effects of the alcohol wear off.

She sang continuously, giving Chen Liang no chance at all.

Chen Liang didn't even think about taking the microphone; he just listened to Zhao Tingting sing.

Although the singing was strained, Chen Liang could only stay by his side at that moment.

He was drinking.

Drinking the open beer on the table.

Zhao Tingting sang seven or eight songs before turning around and sitting down next to Chen Liang.

"Hey handsome, how did I sing?"

"Very good." That was the only answer Chen Liang could give her.

"Let's drink." She picked up another bottle.

Chen Liang bumped into her.

I took a sip.

"Pop." Suddenly, Zhao Tingting leaned over and kissed Chen Liang on the cheek.

Chen Liang looked at her.

Suddenly, the two of them hugged each other.

kiss.

A passionate kiss.

It seems like I've kissed everyone I never kissed before, everyone I never got to kiss.

It seems like revenge.

It seems like revenge...

Zhao Tingting is very fierce.

She kissed him, sat on Chen Liang's lap, hugged his neck, and continued to kiss him unrestrainedly...

Chen Liang was somewhat excited...

He held Zhao Tingting's waist and slowly lifted her clothes.

Under these circumstances, Chen Liang had to do...

He lowered his head.

Zhao Tingting hugged his neck and raised her face in the dim, mesmerizing light.

Chen Liang didn't know whether she had closed her eyes or not.

……

a long time.

Zhao Tingting said, "I still want to sing."

"Okay, go ahead." Chen Liang pulled down her clothes.

Zhao Tingting glanced towards the bathroom.

I got up and went to the bathroom.

Chen Liang waited.

After a long while, Zhao Tingting did not come out.

Chen Liang got up and went to the bathroom.

I saw Zhao Tingting standing in front of the mirror, staring blankly at herself.

Chen Liang walked in.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Tingting remained silent.

Chen Liang came up and hugged her from behind.

He whispered in her ear, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Tingting gently shook her head.

Chen Liang stretched out his foot to close the toilet door, and then reached out and locked it.

He pressed Zhao Tingting onto the bathtub.

He lifted her black skirt...

Zhao Tingting raised her face, gazing intently at herself and Chen Liang in the mirror.

She was breathing heavily, her mouth slightly open...

Her body swayed...

Her long, slightly wavy hair swayed gently...

Previously, she had long, flowing hair, which she often tied into a casual ponytail.

And now, the girl and young woman of the past have become a mature woman.

Mature woman...

She was melancholy.

She harbored resentment.

She hates.

She hated him.

Perhaps, she hates herself too...

……

When the two came out of the bathroom, Zhao Tingting stopped singing and sat down on the sofa with Chen Liang.

She leaned against Chen Liang, holding a bottle of wine, and slowly drank with him.

Chen Liang stayed with her.

Neither of them spoke.

She sipped her drink, her eyes fixed on the roof...

Perhaps at this moment, the effects of the alcohol have worn off on her...

……

The two lost their motivation to sing and simply stayed there leisurely.

long time.

long time.

It wasn't until 4 a.m.

Zhao Tingting stood up.

"Let's go."

"Walk."