It is strictly forbidden to find an ex to sell miserably

The noise from all directions seemed to be paused, and only the rhetorical question that had just been heard echoed in Pei Yuan's ears.

-Have you ever thought that I am your ex, ex, boyfriend, friend?

As soon as Pei Yuan stopped breathing, he also forgot to blink, and looked at Wen Zhao who was sitting across from him.

I haven't seen him in three years, Wen Zhao's edges and corners are more distinct than before, and his temperament is a bit more cold, which is a little different from the previous image of a sunny boy.

Pei Yuan was stunned for a moment, his mind was sober for a short time at this moment, he just opened his mouth in response: "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it."

Wen Zhao and Wen Yan raised their eyebrows slightly.

Pei Yuan supported his body to stand up, tried not to shake himself, and looked at Wen Zhao from high to low: "Where is the box?"

"Turn right ahead." Wen Zhao held the cup in his hand again, rubbing the rim with his fingertips, his eyes dim.

Pei Yuan spoke again, with obvious alienation in his tone: "Thank you."

It's like I don't want to say an extra word.

Wen Zhao's eyelashes drooped, and he took a sip of the wine. The strong smell of wine spread out of his mouth instantly, stimulating his brain.

Pei Yuan failed to go to find Xiao He right away, and when he stood up, he felt his head was a bit heavy, which made him help his forehead to stabilize his body that was about to shake.

Wen Zhao raised his eyes, with a slight smile on his lips: "I can call him over for you."

"No need." Pei Yuan didn't look at him, but flipped through Xiao He's phone, but his fingertips were trembling.

Too much to drink tonight.

Wen Zhao "hmm" for a while, but didn't insist, drank all the wine in his glass, and even poured himself a glass of Pei Yuan's newly opened bottle of wine.

Xiao He rushed over quickly, looked at the current scene, his heart was suspended and then dropped.

The two seem to be playing their own way.

But it seems that it was only after a quarrel.

"Call me a car, box." Pei Yuan pressed his temples. When he spoke, he felt that his throat was being squeezed, and it was a bit difficult. He put Xiao He's shoulders on his shoulders to stabilize himself while speaking.

Wen Zhao's gaze swept over lightly, and Xiao He's limbs instantly stiffened.

Saved my life.

When the ex met, he was extremely jealous.

"I'll take you back, Brother Yuan." Xiao He bit the bullet and said, then smiled at Wen Zhao, "Wen Zhao, drink slowly."

Wen Zhao nodded, his expression still indifferent.

Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief, and carried Pei Yuan to the door, almost bumping into someone on the way.

The temperature outside the bar is not as hot as inside.

When he was almost at the door, Xiao He realized a problem: "Brother Yuan, where is your down jacket?"

Pei Yuan lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled, and his voice was broken: "I don't know..."

The strength of the wine was completely up, and his consciousness had nothing to do with the word "Qingming".

Xiao He supported him to sit down on a chair beside him. There was a small space here, and a few chairs were set up specially for people to rest. At the moment, there were also two drunk people staggering together, waiting for their friends to come Then, Xiao He didn't hear what he was muttering.

Pei Yuan also felt a little cold, he shrank his neck and leaned his head against the wall.

"Brother Yuan, don't move."

Xiao He has no experience in taking care of people: "I'll go in and get you clothes out, so hold on tight and don't fall over."

Pei Yuan lifted his eyelids, his eyes were blurry, he couldn't see anything clearly, and subconsciously replied: "Yes."

Xiao He turned around, wanting to return to the booth, but in the next second, he withdrew his striding legs.

"I forgot to take the clothes." Wen Zhao raised his chin, walked up to Xiao He and handed it over, his eyes turned to Pei Yuan.

Xiao He forced a smile, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

But he still took the clothes: "I'm going back to get it, thank you for Brother Yuan."

Between Wenzhao and Xiaohe, Xiao He is not very familiar. He still has a better relationship with Wei Yu, so he should be more polite when talking to Wenzhao. It was a bit stiff, so Xiao He was not so natural when facing Wen Zhao, and always felt a little embarrassed.

Xiao He took the clothes and walked in front of Pei Yuan, raised one of Pei Yuan's arms, and began to put on the down jacket for him.

Pei Yuan drank too much and was very quiet, he let Xiao He help, he didn't even open his eyes.

Wen Zhao frowned.

He suspected that anyone who came here at this time could take Pei Yuan away.

"Xiao He." Wen Zhao stared at Pei Yuan's face, thought for a while and asked, "Will he remember what happened after he was drunk?"

Xiao He had already dressed Pei Yuan, he was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and could only answer truthfully: "I don't know, I've never seen him drink so much."

"..."

It seemed that he had used a lot of strength, but Wen Zhao responded, "Yes."

Xiao He has a good relationship with Pei Yuan, this sentence reveals a lot of information.

Wen Zhao pulled his lower lip in a self-deprecating manner.

It seems that he underestimated Qin Boyi's weight in Pei Yuan's heart.

What about when you broke up with him?

Did you drink half as much as tonight?

Xiao He didn't show any expression when he saw the photo, and smiled to himself: "Then I'll take him back first, Wen Zhao."

Xiao He held Pei Yuan to stop a taxi, and it disappeared in the bustling street outside in a short while, even the traces left by the wheels were submerged by other vehicles, never to be seen again.

Wen Zhao pursed his lips, looked away, and turned around.

The palm seemed to still have the warmth of Pei Yuan's down jacket, and even Pei Yuan's smell.

Wen Zhao's knuckles curled up.

Wei Yu and the others were playing dice, but when they saw Wen Zhao came back, they immediately moved over.

Wei Yu asked bluntly: "How is it? Didn't we fight?"

"Are you going to fight with your ex?" Wen Zhao glanced at him, still expressionless.

He frowned, anyone with eyes could tell that he was not in a good mood.

Lin Zizhou sat next to Wen Zhao, and he patted Wen Zhao's shoulder: "Then what do you think? You can't just go over and say hello."

"What can I think?"

"I've hit rocks in the past."

Wen Zhao took a sip of wine, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his tone didn't fluctuate.

Wei Yu muttered: "Who would believe it?"

Xu Chengxing cleared his throat: "But now it seems that you are the one who is broken in love."

Lin Zizhou followed suit: "I think so too."

Wen Zhao's eyelids twitched: "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"It's just a combination of your performance in the past three years." Xu Chengxing raised three fingers, "You and Pei Yuan have been separated for three years. At first we thought you might have forgotten him, but now he is separated. You didn't hold yourself down at all."

"I'm serious, brother, if you still like him, you should take the initiative. Waiting here is fruitless."

Wen Zhao lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

He had been waiting for Pei Yuan to come back and find him to get back together almost from the moment they broke up, but what he waited for was the news of Pei Yuan's relationship.

Now we have even waited for the news of Pei Yuan's breakup.

"Let's talk about it." Wen Zhao rubbed his eyebrows.

"Row."

"Think for yourself."

Lin Zizhou poured himself a glass of wine, and said slowly: "Maybe now is really a good time? I heard from the box that the man had an affair with the vice president of the company. He is so scumbag that he has been doing it for more than half a year. It's like treating Pei Yuan as a nanny."

"Oh, by the way, Pei Yuan has now been fired by their company, and now he is in a two-pronged state of losing love and being unemployed."

Wen Zhao raised his head suddenly: "Fired?"

"The box said that Pei originally went to the capital to complete the task very well, but he was fired when he came back." Xu Chengxing followed the conversation, "Offended the vice president of the company, what can a small employee do? What's the end? It's almost Chinese New Year, and it's hard to find a job. If you fire someone at this time, you just don't want them to have a good year."

Wei Yu shrugged and concluded: "It's just miserable."

The corners of Wen Zhao's lips pressed down. He didn't know the details of Pei Yuan's breakup, but he didn't expect that now Pei Yuan was not only scumbag, but also lost his job.

So Pei Yuan drank so much tonight, not just because of a broken relationship?Or more because of being fired?

The moment this idea popped up, Wen Zhao's expression froze for a moment, and the next second, Wen Zhao's thoughts were pulled back.

"Wen Zhao."

"So are you going to do something? For example, chase it back?"

Wei Yu couldn't help sighing.

Pei Yuan seems to be a taboo of Wenzhao for the past three years, so last night he mentioned that Pei Yuan was "targeted" by Wenzhao, and now that Pei Yuan broke up, Wenzhao didn't treat the word "Pei Yuan" any more. caring and sensitive.

This is the most intuitive performance——

Only if you still like it, you will feel uncomfortable because the other party is in a relationship, and you will not want to hear the other party's name.

Wen Zhao was holding the wine glass, he lowered his eyes and looked at the swaying liquid inside by the light, making it impossible to know what he was thinking.

Lin Zizhou was the first to break the silence: "Go ahead and play dice."

"Row."

Xu Chengxing looked at Wen Zhao: "Wen Zhao, think about it for yourself, let's continue playing first."

"Ah."

Wen Zhao put the wine glass on the coffee table, and the surrounding noises entered his ears, but he automatically blocked them.

What Pei Yuan said tonight automatically rang in his mind.

- Sorry, never thought about it.

-Thanks.

-Need not.

Eleven words, short and unfamiliar.

Wen Zhao leaned against the sofa, he tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes.

The songs in the bar were cut one after another, just when Xu Chengxing and the others thought that Wen Zhao had fallen asleep, Wen Wenzhao opened his eyes and looked at them——

"The thing that makes him feel the most distance between me and him is the family background." Wen Zhao couldn't help but pause, "If I go and tell him that my family is bankrupt, is that okay?"