Trajectory 2: entangled curves

However, sometimes, especially after a person has drunk alcohol, how can reason overcome emotion? Zhuge Yihua was only thankful for a moment, and her appearance rushed into his mind again uncontrollably.

Even at this age, in this kind of stranger relationship, although he knows that each other has been accompanied and experienced different people for so many years, and they themselves play different roles and bear different responsibilities, but in a space where there is only him and her, he will still be like an innocent little boy, unable to let the past go and be calm and composed, unable to instantly resolve the twists and turns in his heart.

Zhuge Yihua wanted to get up and leave, but he still had some hope in his heart, as if he wanted to prove Zhuge Qinuo's character, as if he wanted to prove his own guess, but more like he was unwilling to accept it in his heart.

Instead of leaving, he gave himself another excuse - his assistant had not returned yet, and he had to wait for him to come back before leaving together.

Ye Mingyuan, as he said, sent Zhuge Qinuo to the elevator, but he did one more step than he said, not to the first floor elevator, but to the elevator on the floor where the room was. Then he did one more step, after saying goodbye to her, he still jumped out at the moment the elevator door was about to close.

A man in his 40s, as flexible as a monkey.

He was standing in the corridor near the elevator, watching Zhuge Qinuo walking slowly while holding onto the wall. When she walked a distance away, he began to follow her from a distance.

After a few steps, Zhuge Qinuo suddenly stopped. He was so scared that he quickly stopped at the door of a random room and pretended to open the door, feeling extremely embarrassed.

However, Zhuge Qinuo did not look back. Instead, she took off her high heels, held them in her hands, then raised her hands and tried to walk in a straight line, even though it was not really a straight line.

Ye Mingyuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like this. It turned out that time and energy had not taken away her girlish nature, but she would never show it to others again.

Only after he saw her swiping the door several times and finally opening it and going in did he turn around and go downstairs with peace of mind.

After the assistant bought the hangover medicine that Zhuge Yihua asked him to buy, he gave it to him and sat opposite him to chat with him about what happened at the dinner today. At the end of the topic, the assistant asked him if he wanted to rest. Zhuge Yihua, who had originally planned to go back to his room to sleep as soon as the assistant came back, hesitated.

The moment he got the hangover medicine, he hesitated. This medicine was a reason, an opportunity. The box of medicine seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making him unable to lift it up: "Go and rest first! You don't have to get up early tomorrow. You've worked hard these past few days."

The assistant gave a few more instructions and turned to leave.

He watched his assistant's back as he left, but his gaze shifted slightly and turned towards the elevator, where the person who was supposed to get off was still not coming down.

However, there is a saying that goes "There is no coincidence in the world", and what he didn't know was that during the few minutes he was talking to his assistant, the person he was worried about had already passed by them and walked out of the hotel door.

Zhuge Yihua fiddled with the box of medicine in his hands, and the figure of Zhuge Qinuo was floating in his mind. The way she ignored him, her cold tone, the smile she gave to others, he thought that she might be in the arms of another man at this moment, making love with him...

He felt like he was going to explode, but there was nothing he could do.

Zhuge Qinuo would not know this.

As soon as she entered the room, she hugged the toilet and vomited all over the place. After vomiting, she insisted on getting up to remove her makeup, wash her face and brush her teeth. Now everything is done, and she is lying heavily in the room.

The shivering feeling was gone, my body relaxed a lot, and I should have fallen into a deep sleep, but my mind was filled with today's scenes.

Although there was no more affection, were she and Zhuge Yihua no longer even friends? If not, he was clearly protecting her when she drank the second glass of wine with him. Speaking of protection, Zhuge Qinuo thought of Ye Mingyuan again, who also protected her.

She thought about Ye Mingyuan sending her back, about her refusal when he said he wanted to send her back, and about the reason why she refused.

"By the way, Teacher Ye, did you just do that and think of others with a mean heart? That's fine, but they helped you, and you haven't thanked them properly yet." She muttered to herself and reached for her phone, but then she realized that there was not even any contact information on it.

Otherwise, why do people say that alcohol has a great effect! Not only does the mind jump, but the brain circuit is also very straight. There is no contact information, how can there be no contact information? Obviously the body can't support it, but the mind is still thinking that I need a number to say thank you, otherwise I don't know when the next meeting will be, and I am not sure if I will see it again in this life. That would be really inconsiderate and rude.

Thinking of this, she staggered to her feet, put on her high heels with difficulty, took out the room card, and went out to chase him.

However, the question of how much time had passed since Ye Mingyuan left was not within her thinking at all.

Zhuge Yihua, sitting in the lobby cafe, took the last sip of coffee.

He set a timer for himself to leave once he had finished his coffee, and he was drinking it as slowly as possible.

I laughed at myself. We were all adults, and had been through so many things, but now because of his appearance, I became like the protagonist of a tangled tragedy, so childish and ridiculous.

He put the medicine on the table, as if he had let go of his ties, his obsessions, and his delusions.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly saw a pair of hurried footsteps in the lobby. The figure above him had occupied his mind all night - Zhuge Qinuo.

She stood at the other side of the lobby, looking towards the door, as if she was looking for something. Although they had eaten dinner together for several hours, and there was only one person between them, but when he thought about it carefully, he actually hadn't seen her completely today. At this moment, they were at a distance. He didn't have to worry about other people's eyes, nor did he have to worry about being discovered by her. He could look at her boldly from a distance.

She had loose curly hair, and it seemed that she no longer had the blessing of red lips. She was wearing a tight pink top, a light yellow workwear hip-wrapped skirt that outlined her curves, and high heels that embellished her legs. She had such an outstanding temperament, a small body, and was so lonely. For some reason, she suddenly smiled, then lowered her head and shook it, then lifted her hair, and turned around to go back.

Zhuge Yihua didn't have time to think about it. He turned around, grabbed the medicine on the table and ran after her. It seemed that if he didn't do this now, she would leave him. This time, it might not be for more than ten years, but forever. He was obviously unwilling to accept this result.