December 31, Haicheng, cold.

The weather is getting colder and colder. It’s still one or two months before the New Year. In the middle of winter, passers-by and pedestrians miss each other again. Everyone’s pace of life is getting faster and faster, and they no longer stay for who they meet on the road.

When Tang Shi got off work, Tang Wei and Cong Shan were already at home. Tang Wei’s school had New Year’s Day holiday and could have been on the rest for several days recently. Cong Shan turned on the heating at home, and her nose was a little cold on the way off work. She felt a little better after entering the home.

Cong Shan got off work earlier than she was sitting under the air conditioner and blew in front of her face. Her face, one big and one small, was blown red by the heating.

Seeing Tang Shi coming home from get off work, Tang Wei rushed over and said, "Mommy, today is me earlier than you!"

Tang Shi smiled, "Yes, because you are more serious than your mom."

Tang Wei pulled Tang Shi to the air conditioner and bought strawberries beside Cong Shan, and ate them while picking them. On New Year's Eve, the three of them gathered together to play a game, and then Tang Shi cleaned up early and went into the room to sleep.

Tang Wei was going to celebrate the New Year with Cong Shan, so he stayed in his room at night and refused to come out. Tang Shi couldn't resist him and had to let him go, so he lay on the bed alone. As soon as he covered his quilt, his cell phone rang.

It's a string of strange numbers.

Tang Shi has been particularly alert to such unfamiliar numbers recently. As expected, as soon as it is connected, a particularly annoying bar electronic music sounds came from the opposite side.

A waiter fucked at the microphone a few times, and Tang Shi frowned and replied coldly, "What's wrong?"

The waiter's voice was very noisy, and he was also trying his best to shout at Tang Shi, "Hello Miss, your husband is drunk and unconscious today. I'll take you here to pick it up."

husband?

Tang Shi sneered, "Sorry, I'm single."

The waiter suddenly understood that the relationship was a quarrel between two young couples, and they were coaxing them in a temptation. "But your husband's notes say your wife, is Miss Tang? The name is right, stop making trouble during the New Year's Eve. Please come to myst and pick up the gentleman!"

Tang Shi didn't say anything and was silent for a long time. The waiter over there fed her to the phone a few times before she said, "I don't have a husband, you called the wrong phone."

"Impossible, Miss Tang...you...you...you are drinking here..."

Tang Shi hung up the phone without thinking much.

Now that she comes out, if she sticks it stupidly, she will be a shameless person.

Bo Ye saw the waiter returning his phone to him and smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, "Where did she get the courage to hang up the phone!"

"This guest, you...you are drunk too much..."

"If you drink too much, let her pick me up!" Bo Ye shouted like a child, "Continue to fight! Let her pick me up!"

"I...I called you, do you say it's OK?"

It seems that the couple had a big conflict. The waiter dared not interfere anymore. He could only say, "Sir, I will replay it again now..."

Not long after Tang Shi fell asleep, the phone came over again. Just as she was about to explain it clearly, Bo Ye's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Tang Shi, take me home."

In a word, it seemed like five years ago. He was drunk and said to her like a servant, pick me up. She went to pick him up happily, but the scene he saw was nothing more than that he hugged a bunch of women, drunken and dreaming of death.

Tang Shi's fingers tightened and tightened, "I have nothing to do with you anymore, come and call me less."

Bo Ye smiled softly, and his whole consciousness was chaotic. "Tang Shi, can you stop making trouble? Can I give you what you want? The studio is short of money, I will give you, can I give you, can I not let Su Qi interfere?"

"You're annoyed."

The three words "Tang Poetry" made Bo Ye's heart feel cold.

In the past, Tang poetry would not talk to him like this.

"Tang Shi...What do you want? Can we..." Can we start over?

Bo Ye said, "If you don't come to pick me up! I'll go downstairs of your house!"

"Are you crazy?" Tang Shi couldn't bear it anymore, "Whatever you do, don't bother me again! Bo Ye, I have no relationship with you anymore. Next time I have time, I will change my notes on my phone. Don't bother me again in the middle of the night!"

She was so cold, so cold that she had no room for turning back.

Bo Ye swallowed even more, "Tang Shi, can I apologize? I..."

"Apologize?"

Tang Shi smiled wildly, "Apology is useless, just die."

Bo Yeru was struck by lightning. The bars around him were boiling, but he felt the whole body was cold. Time was pressed at this moment, and everything was still. Only the words she just said repeatedly, hitting his soul.
Chapter completed!