Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Zhuge Qinuo also laughed: "It's so beautiful!"

As she spoke, she hit Mibei's head on the chest, causing him to feel a little pain.

"Just dare to recite this one word, you must remember it. No more, no more." Zhuge Qinuo said as she walked around, and Mi Bei suddenly understood what she meant by no more.

Take her to the bathroom and leave on your own accord.

Zhuge Qinuo solved the urgent problem, but then he felt his stomach churning and he held onto the toilet and vomited all over the place.

Mi Bei didn't dare to leave. He listened to the noise outside, feeling a little worried, but also felt it would be impolite to go in, so he waited outside.

Zhuge Qinuo opened the door and saw Mi Bei.

"Still there?" It sounded more like an exclamation than a question.

So she closed the door, brushed her teeth, and washed her face. Even in front of the imaginary, fake Mi Bei, she still chose to maintain basic elegance.

Well, the elegance is gone, but at least it’s clean.

Tired, she staggered into the bathtub.

Seeing that Zhuge Qinuo had not come out for a long time, Mi Bei was really worried that something had happened to her. He did not care about anything else and pushed the door open. At first glance, no one was there. At second glance, he found that she was actually sleeping in the bathtub.

Pants, take them off to one side.

This is using the bathtub as a bed.

Following the principle of not looking at anything indecent, Mi Bei went back to the room to get a cup and a pillow. Then he thought that lying on the stone would make him catch a cold. He turned back and carried the person. Zhuge Qinuo had fallen into a deep sleep, and her whole body was limp. When Mi Bei touched her, he swallowed unconsciously.

Fortunately, it wasn't heavy, but because there was no cooperation, it took Mibei a lot of effort to pick her up and put her back on the bed.

After so much noise for a long time, it's quiet now.

Mi Bei was afraid that this silence was just an illusion, so he sat by the bed for a long time.

Another "resurrection" did not come.

After drinking, she had no other problems except that she didn't sleep as well as before.

Mi Bei wanted to stay with her just in case, but he was afraid that she wouldn't know how to face him when she woke up the next day, so he put some water and hangover pills on her bedside table and left.

Zhuge Qinuo slept until three in the morning, and then she regained consciousness. She wished she hadn't woken up at this time, because now she had a severe headache and couldn't fall asleep at all.

I took the phone and saw three unread messages from Huang Cangran on it.

Yes, he knew she would drink.

But wasn't he the one who caused her to lose control and collapse?

What's wrong with drinking? What's wrong with him expecting it? What's the point of posting this? What else can he do besides posting some information?

She felt a little heart-wrenching pain.

It has been a long time since I have experienced such days of great sorrow and joy for Huang Cangran.

She used to be someone else's wife, and every time she heard about him, it was nothing more than changing girlfriends, changing girlfriends again, having a fiancée, and preparing to get married. At that time, apart from a slight fluctuation that would soon subside, there would not be and could not be any other emotions.

She thought she had already gotten used to and accepted this outcome of theirs, but now that she was alone and he was back, some of her emotions began to become unbridled.

She didn't like it, didn't want to, and she couldn't help crying.

With tears in her eyes, she opened WeChat and saw a message from Deng Qing: "There is hangover medicine at the door."

Unconsciously, her heart felt warm. Although she did drink a lot last night, she had a vague feeling of what Deng Qing was thinking, so she deliberately said those words. After she was sure that Deng Qing would not be in any trouble again, she slept peacefully.

Now he can even buy hangover medicine for himself, which means he has figured it out.

So, why bother about love between men and women? Wouldn’t it be more relaxing to just have a gentlemanly friendship like this?

I sat up with difficulty, still feeling the urge to vomit, so I grabbed some water from the bedside table and forced myself to suppress the nausea.

When I put the cup back, I saw the medicine on the bedside table: "Where is the medicine at the door? Isn't this medicine by the bed?"

She guessed that Deng Qing had asked Assistant Liu to put the medicine at the door. But yesterday, her room was not closed at the beginning, so Assistant Liu simply put it at the bedside, so he didn't know where the medicine was.

Take medicine, run water, take a bath, wash up, change into pajamas, and spray perfume.

Wash away the actions that made her uncomfortable and the feelings that made her sad, change the clothes that would remind her of the touch and hug of Huang Cangran, and cover up any trace of his presence left behind.

She finally found her sweet self, the self that only had her own scent.

She didn't know if it was because the medicine took effect or because she felt clean, but she felt relaxed and more comfortable.

Tonight's Huang Cangran was poison, a taboo. She had to deal with any contact with him, inside and out, without leaving any trace.

Only in this way can she, and they, get back on track, see each other again, laugh, and hug each other without any distractions.

After all, being able to keep a distance and knowing that he was always fine was what she wanted.

When he returned to bed, Zhuge Qinuo finally began to enjoy the feeling of being in this small suite in a five-star hotel.

Whether it's Huang Cangran, Deng Qing, or even Mi Bei, how much do they have to do with me?

It will pass after you cry and get drunk. It will be fine after you figure it out and let it go.

She has long been the person who is not obsessed with men.

After crying, feeling pain and indulging herself, what she pursues is a good sleep, a beautiful tomorrow and being able to do what she wants without stopping.

"Wait, Mi Bei! Why would I think of Mi Bei at this time?" Zhuge Qinuo asked himself.

They haven't seen each other for a long time. So fate is also a magical thing. Before, no matter how dramatic the occasion was, they would always run into each other. Now, she has been in the crew for so long, and she has not seen him once. It's like he was hidden by the old man.

But why didn't she think of him? Zhuge Qinuo still remembered that he appeared in her dream.

That dream was so real that she felt like she had really seen him and met him.

Zhuge Qinuo tried to recall, and some fragments came to her mind. She was so upset yesterday, and she and Deng Qing had been drinking, and Huang Cangran was in her mind. His appearance and his crossing the line were too much of a shock to her. It's not that she didn't understand Deng Qing's temptation, but she really didn't dare to give up her feelings easily, and she was very stingy, so she drew a clear line between herself and Deng Qing under the influence of alcohol.

She fell asleep on the sofa. She was so sad. Whenever she thought of Huang Cangran, she felt conflicted and heartbroken. Later, she dreamed of Mi Bei, which brought her new conflict.

This is a very magical thing. The two entanglements collided, and the strange feeling she had for Huang Cangran, which was so strong that it took her a long time to let go, turned into something she could figure out as soon as she woke up.

Who says no?

There will always be many things that confuse you in life. When you are confused more and more, you will get used to how to face them and how to comfort yourself.

Huang Cangran and Mi Bei were no longer so unpleasant. She thought that she must have become more sublime.

In that case, go to sleep and have a good sleep.

Her mind was sorted out and she indeed had a good sleep.

But if nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen, and a bunch of trouble will ensue.