Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Mu Yuan is Qi Yan's close friend regardless of age difference, and also her life mentor for a period of time, so some of her emotions will show in front of him.

Such as now.

Qi Yan lowered his head, his hair hanging down so that his expression could not be seen clearly.

After saying that he regretted it, he didn't explain and asked the boss for a few more drinks, all of which were strong liquors that most people couldn't resist.

Mu Yuan sipped the wine in his glass from time to time, watching her drink silently, without touching the snacks she ordered.

I can only comfort you by saying, "There are too many things to regret in this world. Just consider this as a lesson learned. You can avoid making the same mistake next time."

He looks nonchalant, but what he says often makes sense.

Qi Yan stopped drinking, looked up at the ceiling, and took a deep breath.

She turned and looked at him seriously.

"Uncle Mu, how can I make someone completely give up on me?"

Mu Yuan almost choked to death on a mouthful of wine and coughed for a long time before he recovered.

"Are you in love?"

There was another question, but he swallowed it hard.

His eyes were filled with shock: "Is this true or false?"

Qi Yan spun his wine glass and replied, "No, I just want to know how to make people give up completely."

She didn't know if Shen Rao would continue to pester her after he woke up this time. In her current situation, she didn't have the time to play this game of chase with him.

It would be best if he could see things clearly after dying once, but if he still refuses to change his ways...

Qi Yan tightened his grip on the cup, and a strange and complex light flashed in his eyes.

Mu Yuan didn't notice her changes, and seeing that she didn't want to elaborate, he had to suppress his desire to gossip.

"This is easy to solve. Just say some harsh words. If that doesn't work, just find a new love."

Qi Yan has said harsh words, but the effect is average. Find a new lover...

She thought of the last time she saw Shen Rao, his desperate and empty eyes, and recalled how persistent he was.

I don’t think this approach is very feasible.

He shook his head, obviously dissatisfied with these methods.

"None of these work? Xiaoyan, you're not going to get into trouble with some psychopath, are you?"

This time it was Qi Yan's turn to choke, and she picked up a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth.

It's not a wrong guess. No normal person would commit suicide if he can't find anyone.

The look in Mu Yuan's eyes when he looked at her changed from sighing to worry, and he spoke earnestly.

"We can't find someone who is too paranoid. Even dogs don't want that kind of man."

Qi Yan agreed very much, but agreement would not solve the problem.

“So I ask you, is there any solution?”

He thought about it and clenched his fist into his other palm.

"Why don't you just beat him up? Beat him up every time he comes looking for you, until he doesn't dare to come again. If you find it tiring, just knock him out every time and leave him there."

"How about this idea?"

Qi Yan's expression is hard to describe, as if to say, this is what you should say.

“That’s the quickest way you can solve a problem.”

Mu Yuan felt that his method was very appropriate and did not consider at all whether Qi Yan would be unable to defeat the opponent.

Are you kidding? That’s Qi Yan.

The boss was still shaking the cocktail shaker in his hand. Qi Yan lowered his eyes and said nothing, continuing to mix the drinks on the bar. I wonder if he took these suggestions into consideration.

The two chatted about random things as the sky gradually turned pale, and they drank all night long.

They didn't drink much Muyuan wine, but they were still quite drunk after a night of drinking. They walked in S-curves. Qi Yan, who drank the most, was very sober and his face was not even red.

He pulled Qi Yan's arm and said nonsense: "It's true that people get pissed off when compared to others. Look at you, you don't look drunk at all. I see double images of people now. Hey? Why are there two Xiao Yans?"

Qi Yan sighed and helped him walk. Both of them had drunk alcohol and were not fit to ride a bike, so the boss drove a Santana and stopped at the intersection to take them there.

She didn't rush back to the capital, but followed Mu Yuan back home.

The apartment of the single old man was a mess, with garbage piled at the door and clothes casually draped over the backs of the chairs at the dining table. She took a glass of water and took out some hangover medicine from the dusty medicine box on the shelf.

Fortunately, it was still a few months away from expiration, so she took the water and medicine and presented them to the unconscious Mu Yuan.

"Uncle Mu, take the medicine before going to sleep."

"Oh, good."

Mu Yuan gave her a big smile, which was extremely inconsistent with his ferocious face. He took the pill and put it in his mouth and started chewing before waiting for the water.

In an instant, the confused face wrinkled together.

"so bitter."

It would be strange if western medicine tablets were not bitter if they were chewed directly.

Qi Yan's hands trembled, and finally, wordlessly, he handed the water to him so that he could clear his mouth.

Mu Yuan quickly drank a glass of water, and the indescribable bitterness was barely suppressed. The impact of the bitterness also sobered him up a little.

He pressed his swollen temple and pointed to another room.

"Xiaoyan, go to sleep in that room. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

After saying this, he fell asleep and died.

Qi Yan pulled the quilt over him and covered him. When passing the living room, he was attracted by the photo in the frame on the wooden cabinet.

It was a group photo. A heroic woman was holding a soft, cute, and stinky-faced little girl. The woman held the girl's face lovingly and let her face the camera with a happy smile on her face.

Qi Yan stared at the heartwarming photo for a long time before looking away. His hand unconsciously reached into his pocket for a cigarette, but found nothing.

She frowned, suppressed the annoyance in her heart and walked into the house.

This room is different from the outside. It is clean and tidy, and the decoration is quite girlish.

She looked at the pink walls and the lace bed set, her mind paused for a few seconds, then she laughed.

That smile took away the calmness on her face, like the melting of cold snow, and her indifferent eyes turned into ripples on spring water, so beautiful that it seemed like an illusion.

The annoyance that was lingering around me disappeared completely, leaving only laughter.

Even at his age, he still understands girls’ hearts so well.

Towards the afternoon.

When Qi Yan came out stretching, Mu Yuan had already come back with the meal.

He called her over to eat, and watching her pick up the food slowly, he coughed lightly a few times.

"Is the room nice?"

"Thank you for your trouble, it really suits the little girl's thoughts."

Qi Yan praised sincerely.

"As long as you like it, come stay at my place more often. Just tell me, I'm not old at all. I don't really understand the latest trends."

Mu Yuan was very confident about the decoration of the room, as if he wanted to see his tail sticking up to the sky.

Qi Yan flattered him sensibly, and his invisible tail lifted up a little higher.

While eating, she seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Why are you here instead of in the capital?"

Qi Yan only found out recently that this man did not serve as a leader in the imperial capital, but ran to the special police detachment in the neighboring city and worked as an instructor there. To put it nicely, he is a training expert.

Mu Yuan took a sip of water to cover up his mistake: "I'm old now, I don't want to bother with this anymore."

Qi Yan snorted and laughed. He had just said that he was not old, but now he changed his words.

"Uncle Mu, what on earth are you thinking?"

"I don't want to stay in the army anymore. You know I'm a casual person."

He picked up a toothpick and spoke in a deep voice.