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Chapter 56 Mo Xiaobei Stays at Gu Yan's House

Mo Xiaobei sat back on the chair, crossed his legs, rubbed his head and said, "What are you talking about? Um...New Year...New Year's Eve...An Ruo...Mo Xiaobei..."

Looking at Gu Yan again, his tone was full of alcohol and said, "There's also Gu Yan..."

"Thinking about it, I saw it on the Internet, it was very well written...really very good..." She suddenly shouted.

She raised the wine bottle: "May the new year be better than the old one, and may the future be better than the past. I and the past are at an end, and the next year will still be full of flowers..."

Mo Xiaobei looked up at Gu Yan, grinned and said, "Is it well written?"

"Well, it's okay...it's okay..." Gu Yan supported the rickety Mo Xiaobei and said perfunctorily.

Mo Xiaobei held up the wine bottle, as if he was just getting drunk.

Mo Xiaobei drank alcohol for the first time, and drank several cups on an empty stomach. At this moment, she felt her stomach churning and retched a few times.

Seeing this, Gu Yan hurriedly helped her to the bathroom in the living room. When Mo Xiaobei saw the toilet, he still had a sliver of consciousness, so he threw himself on it and started to vomit.

Gu Yan sighed lightly, rubbed her back lightly, and said distressedly: "I really have nothing to comfort you about the broken love, but about your father, if you are willing, when you are awake, I want to talk to you." Discuss it."

Gu Yan didn't know if she was listening, so he added at the end: "People's hearts are so big, if some people want to come in, those inside have to go out."

A few minutes later, Mo Xiaobei only felt that her stomach was empty, and she felt dizzy, and there was a double image of Gu Yan in front of her eyes, she shook her head and muttered: "There are two Presidents Gu."

Gu Yan wiped Mo Xiaobei's mouth with a tissue and helped her up, but because Mo Xiaobei's soles slipped, the two of them fell to the ground...

Mo Xiaobei's head hit the ground: "Ah, it hurts." She touched her head.

Gu Yan quickly helped her sit up, and carefully checked her head: "It's okay, there's nothing serious." He rubbed Mo Xiaobei's head and said.

Because of being too close, Mo Xiaobei smelled the faint fragrance of Gu Yan's body again: "You smell so good, smell so good." She leaned closer and smelled it again.

Gu Yan was nervous for a while, and quickly grabbed Mo Xiaobei's arm to prevent her from approaching, and said awkwardly, "You crazy woman who doesn't know what to do."

Mo Xiaobei said drunkenly: "Huh? Crazy woman? Woman?... Hahaha... It's the first time I hear someone call me a woman, it's somewhat intriguing... Haha..." Gu Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

Mo Xiaobei got up on his own, and gradually approached Gu Yan, forcing him to a corner, patted himself and asked, leaning into Gu Yan's ear and asking, "Then what do you think... about this woman?"

Gu Yan always keeps a respectful distance from drunk people, let alone drunk women.

Mo Xiaobei's unusually intimate behavior had already made Gu Yan exhausted.

Now lying next to his ear, making such an intimate move, and saying such ambiguous words, if Gu Yan's heart is not disturbed, he is deceiving himself.

He was anxious to change the current ambiguous atmosphere, so he hugged Mo Xiaobei: "You are sober, if you dare to ask me again, I will answer you."

Gu Yan carried Mo Xiaobei into the bedroom and put her on the bed: "You look thin, but you are really heavy!"

Mo Xiaobei laughed and said, "It's not me, it's you who can't!"

"Why did I bring you back? I really want to suffer!" Gu Yan said speechlessly, he bent down and was about to take off Mo Xiaobei's sweater and cardigan.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaobei quickly protected himself with both hands, and said loudly, "You...what are you doing...I'm going to call someone...I'm calling someone."

"You're quite vigilant, I suspect you're pretending to be drunk." Gu Yan said helplessly, "Don't worry, I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about you, an immature girl."

"Immature, who is immature? Me? I am mature, both mentally and physically." Mo Xiaobei caught some strange points and smiled silly.

Gu Yan felt a pain in his head, pulled away Mo Xiaobei's hand, and quickly took off her cardigan.

Mo Xiaobei suddenly put his arms around Gu Yan's neck, and said drunkenly, "President Gu, you are so proficient..."

Gu Yan couldn't help being amused, looking at each other so closely, Mo Xiaobei looked at his smile and thought of An Ruo a few hours ago.

She suddenly stopped crying and burst into tears, Gu Yan's original helplessness turned into panic: "You suddenly...what's wrong?"

Mo Xiaobei hugged Gu Yan, cried and said, "What should I do? I lost him."

Then, he wiped his snot and tears on Gu Yan's clothes. Gu Yan had a look of lovelessness. He pushed her hand away and held her shoulder, wanting to confirm whether Mo Xiaobei was deliberately punishing him.

He looked at the tearful Mo Xiaobei who was extremely wronged, stretched out his hand to straighten her messy hair, and his heart couldn't be softer...

Mo Xiaobei was sad to herself, she looked at Gu Yan seriously, as if she was looking for some comfort...

She choked up and said, "My boy...is about to become someone else's husband...someone else's father...I'm very sad...really really sad...my heart...right now...it hurts so much... The pain was so painful that I couldn't even breathe..."

Mo Xiaobei bent down, clutching the clothes on his chest tightly with one hand, crying heartbroken: "It's all my own fault, I pushed the person I love most into someone else's arms, I lost him...he will never won't be coming back..."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and the louder she spoke, she vented her emotions: "Why should I do this, I deserve it, I just don't deserve others to treat me well, I deserve it, I deserve it, I deserve it... he treats me so Well...why should I treat him like that..."

Then she said in an almost desperate tone: "I can't go back... I can't go back..."

Mo Xiaobei was crying pear blossoms with rain, so pitiful, Gu Yan couldn't restrain himself, sensibility overcame reason, he took Mo Xiaobei into his arms.

He lightly patted Mo Xiaobei on the back: "No one can go back to the past, but everyone can start from now..."

Gu Yan coaxed her patiently, and Mo Xiaobei gradually calmed down in his arms. Maybe she was tired from crying today, or she was completely drunk, and she fell asleep after a while.

Gu Yan carefully put her on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and watched her fall asleep...

He bent his index finger and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, covered her with a quilt, and wiped her face with a hot towel...

His eyes are more gentle than his movements!

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Gu Yan cleaned up the mess after the meal, washed up, and went to the study to read as usual, but the words he saw couldn't enter his mind.

At this moment, all that appeared in his mind were Mo Xiaobei's various ambiguous actions, words, the pain she endured, the injury on her forehead, and the tone of her fear of helplessness and tentative help on the phone...

The desolate and alone Mo Xiaobei who was squatting in front of the bus stop also lingered in his mind: the way she looked up at him was tired and pitiful, and the flickering eyelashes that were frozen made his heart ache...

This scene was so vivid that he couldn't calm down. He was a little annoyed and went to pour another glass of water.

He sat in the living room and turned off the light, wanting to watch an old movie, but the plot in the movie still couldn't get into his mind, he felt that he was about to be driven crazy by the crazy woman he was talking about.

Gu Yan turned off the TV, walked into the bedroom, put Mo Xiaobei's hand under the quilt, and tucked the quilt back up for her.

Standing in front of the french windows, he saw the world outside covered in silver, and looked at Mo Xiaobei who was sleeping soundly on the bed. He felt happiness in his heart.

Tonight, this home, no, this house, is probably the most lively and lively night in these years.

(End of this chapter)