She saw his face and thought she was hallucinating.

She reached out and touched his cheek.

"Awake?" he whispered.

Hearing his voice, she was terrified.

"I... My head hurts... Shi Ting, my head hurts!" She patted her head with her palm, trying to ease the pain.

Fu Shiting immediately held her hand and prevented her from continuing to shoot.

"Shi Ting...is it the same when you have a headache?" She gasped, frowning tightly.

"I don't know how to drink and drink so much." He sighed helplessly, "Don't drink next time."

"...But I see that everyone else is drinking...I want to drink..." She rubbed her temples and paused, "Shi Ting, I seem to have something to say. Tell you...you got me thinking...I suddenly can't remember..."

Fu Shiting looked at her drunk and still in pain, and his heart was twisted.

"Think slowly, don't be in a hurry." He squeezed her hand and waited patiently for her.

"Shi Ting...what am I going to say..." She gasped, the more she tried to remember, the less she could remember, "I have something very important to tell you. ...really, I really have something to tell you...but I can't remember anything now woohoo..."

She muttered words in her mouth, and the more she spoke, the more anxious she became, and finally she began to cry.

And the more I cry, the more sad, the more I cry, the more uncontrollable it becomes.

As long as she still has a sense of reason, she can control herself not to be so sad in front of Fu Shiting.

She has held on for so long, she can continue to hold on.

But now the alcohol controls her consciousness, and all her words and deeds are out of control.

Fu Shiting watched her cry into tears, and the tears fell out of control.

He wanted to say something to comfort her, but couldn't say a word.

She saw that he seemed to be crying too, so she took his arm and struggled to sit up.

"Shi Ting, don't cry... It breaks my heart to see you cry." She was slightly awake, plunged her head into his arms, and wiped the tears off his shirt, "I I cried just now, I was angry with myself, I drank too much... I can't remember anything, I am anxious... It has nothing to do with you... It really has nothing to do with you... ..."

She was obviously drunk, but she was still worried that he would find her so sad because of him.

"Shi Ting, I'll just sleep... When I sleep, I'll be able to remember what I'm going to say to you..." She leaned against his chest, Smelling his familiar and unique breath, his heart was floating in the air, and he calmed down a little, "Shi Ting, you hold me... I want you to hold me... IM so tired......"

He hugged her as he said.

She closed her eyes with satisfaction and fell asleep in his arms.

Two hours later, Mike and Xiaohan returned home.

Zhou Ziyi and Fu Shiting were sitting in the living room and seemed to be waiting for them.

"Ziyi, why are you here? When did you come? Why didn't you say anything." Mike complained, "Where's Qin Anan? Isn't she back? But I see Ah Hao smoking in the yard!"

Zhou Ziyi: "Qin Anan is drunk and sleeping in the room. I'll pick up my boss."

"Drunk?" McNong raised his eyebrows. "How could she be drunk? Also, where are you going to pick up Fu Shiting?"

"I'll take my boss to a party. I'll be back in about two days." Zhou Ziyi said blankly, "If Qin Anan wakes up, just tell her that."

"Oh. Why is it so sudden?" Mike scratched his head and looked at Fu Shiting, "Can't you wait for Qin Anan to wake up and tell her?"

"She's going to the Jiang family's wedding tomorrow, and she doesn't have time to accompany me." Fu Shiting replied.

His answer was watertight.

"That's right!" Mike accepted his explanation, but was worried, "but why did you suddenly want to participate in social events? Can your body be socialized?"

Fu Shiting's eyes fell on Xiaohan's face, and he didn't even listen to what Mike said.

He waited until now just to see his son one last time. JrNovels.com