Zheng Guolin was really angry, and Zheng Xiuli didn't dare to continue provoking him.

Thinking of Zheng Guolin just not wanting to be with her or not giving her a chance, she felt very uncomfortable, so she just lowered her head to drink and stopped talking.

There was no more wine in the bottle, so she shouted at the counter: "Get me a bottle of wine!"

"I said you can do it?" Zheng Guolin quickly stopped her.

But Zheng Xiuli suddenly burst into tears.

"Guolin, I really don't like Zhao Shuai, I really don't want to be with him!" she said in a crying voice.

Zheng Guolin has always known this.

After a moment of silence, he advised her, "I know, you don't like him. But he likes you."

"Does I have to compromise myself for the sake of his liking me and marry him for the rest of my life?" Zheng Xiuli questioned him.

"I remember a philosopher said that if you marry someone you like but the other party doesn't like you, you will live a humble life. If you marry someone you don't like but the other party doesn't like, you will be spoiled for the rest of your life."

Zheng Guolin said.

"This philosopher is you, right?" Zheng Xiuli looked at him and smiled foolishly.

In his previous life, Zheng Guolin once persuaded Zheng Xiuli in this way. However, in the end, Zheng Xiuli did not marry Zhao Shuai.

Because of Yang Shiman's existence, Zheng Guolin and Zheng Xiuli rarely interacted in the future.

After getting married, Zheng Xiuli was always very haggard in Zheng Guolin's impression, with white hair on her head and no longer her current spirit.

As a time traveler, he doesn't want to change anything in this world.

However, Zheng Xiuli is his best friend, and he must change her miserable fate in the future.

"Why can't I find someone who I like, and who also likes my marriage?" Zheng Xiuli asked him.

"I still want to!" Zheng Guolin said angrily, and then sighed, "The unsatisfactory things in the world account for 80 to 90%. Do you have that good luck?"

Zheng Xiuli was already drunk, but at this time she was not scruples.

"Why not?" She replied to Zheng Guolin, "I like you, you like me too. Wouldn't it be perfect if we are together?"

It seems that we must find a way to get Zhao Shuai back. Otherwise, he would have to drive Zheng Xiuli, the living ancestor, to crazy.

"If you like each other, you have to become a couple?" He had to explain patiently to her, "It's really not suitable for us to be together. I won't say it anymore. It's great for us to be like this. If we are really together, we will sooner or later break our heads, and we won't even have to do friends."

"Why? We can stop arguing, you will give in to me."

"Why should I give in to you? Of course, we are friends now, you are a woman, I can give in to you."

"I can give in to you."

"Tsk! Zheng Xiuli can give in to me, that's not Zheng Xiuli!"

In his opinion, Zheng Xiuli's only and best choice is to marry Zhao Shuai, the person she doesn't like but the other party likes her.

At least, she can be pampered and live her life happily.

"Xiuli, listen to me," he still tried to persuade her, "Zhao Shuai has a good temper and loves you so much. In this world, he is the only one who can tolerate you, accept your strengths, and accept your weaknesses. If you spoil you for the rest of your life, you will not let you suffer grievances."

"Ha!" Zheng Xiuli smiled disdainfully, "If he really loves me, would he throw me here alone and run back by himself?"

"You haven't said that he is under too much pressure here. He chose to go back because you are happier in the future."

"I won't go to his house with him."

"I know this. You promise me first and don't break up with him first. I will find a way to persuade him back. Can you give me some time? If I really can't do anything, I will tell you, would you break up with him again, okay?"

"Will you promise me to be with me?"

here we go again.

"Okay, it's not difficult for me to promise you." Zheng Xiuli said, and then she brought endless loneliness to her face.

"To be honest, Guolin, Zhao Shuai and I are really not a member of the same place. We are together, it is too dull and too quiet. You cannot understand this dullness and silence. It is calm and can't find an outlet for me to vent. It is really a torture!"

Zheng Guolin sighed secretly and said, "Xiuli, why did you forget to have a song? It's true that ordinary people are. How can there be so many magnificent waves in a lifetime? It's the greatest happiness to walk through it with your hands and walk through it calmly."

Zheng Xiuli was surprised: "When did you become a philosopher? She looked old-fashioned. How could she still be Zheng Guolin? We are still young and finally in the world, why not be more magnificent? With the magnificent days of youth, the memories that will only be available in the future can go on in a simple way. Do you understand?"

Zheng Guolin smiled bitterly.

He had already become old-fashioned. The good times of his previous life were delayed by Yang Shiman, and he had no magnificent memories. Some were just variations of pots and pans, and Yang Shiman's vulgar voice that could not be more vulgar.

It can also be considered magnificent, but it cannot become a beautiful memory.

He knew that Zheng Xiuli was in pain and knew that drinking to relieve her sorrow would make her even more sorrowful, but he still couldn't bear to stop Zheng Xiuli. Seeing her stand up, she went to the counter and brought another bottle of wine over.

When he brought this bottle of wine, even though he repeatedly dissuaded him, Zheng Xiuli still drank too much.

This is a straightforward girl, never hiding her thoughts in her heart, or even a little masculine.

They came out of the tavern, and Zheng Guolin could still remain sober, and Zheng Xiuli could no longer walk well.

Zheng Guolin helped her and took her to the street to take a taxi, but she vomited directly on the side of the road.

It was already very late, and the taxi on the street saw them like this, and they went around them directly without stopping.

Zheng Guolin had no choice but to stop him from renting out, and patted Zheng Xiuli on the back, hoping that she would finish vomiting quickly and be more sober.

Zheng Xiuli finally finished vomiting, but she was not awake at all. She leaned on Zheng Guolin's shoulder. Zheng Guolin didn't hug her and was about to sneak out to the ground immediately.

There was no choice but to drag her to a small hotel on the street with half hugs and half support.

After opening the room, Jung Soo-li took her down on the bed, took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt. Jung Soo-li had already fallen asleep.

He went to the bathroom, unscrewed the cold water, flushed his face, so he became more awake, and took a taxi back to his place where he lived.

Just as he came out and was about to leave, Zheng Xiuli turned over from the bed again and lay on the edge of the bed to vomit.

Zheng Guolin quickly went to find the trash can, put it to her mouth, and continued to pat her on the back.

After vomiting, Zheng Xiuli wanted to drink water again.

Zheng Guolin went to get the water, then took the things she vomited into the toilet and flushed it. When he turned around, the water in the electric kettle had already been turned on.

Put the water into a cup and add some cold mineral water to make it neither cold nor hot. When he brought it to Zheng Xiuli for drink, Zheng Xiuli lay on his back on the bed and fell asleep.

With Zheng Xiuli's appearance, he really can't feel at ease when he leaves. Just let's just spend the night with this living ancestor here!

He made up his mind and realized that this was a room with only one double bed.

When the hotel waiter saw them coming in like this, he definitely thought they were lovers and would naturally give them a room with a big bed.

Looking at Zheng Xiuli who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Zheng Guolin was angry and regretted that he had no choice but to take the bed blanket and sit on the sofa, and endure it all night.

In the middle of the night, Zheng Xiuli got up and asked for water to drink, and Zheng Guolin had to get up and serve this ancestor to drink water.

When Zheng Xiuli saw him, she was not surprised at all. She just raised her half-retted on the bed, leaned against the pillow, and did not move. She just watched Zheng Guolin bring the cup to her mouth and feed her water.

After drinking the water, Zheng Xiuli glanced at him and then said, "This bed is very big, you can sleep in the bed."

"I'm not ed!" Zheng Guolin replied coldly to her.

She giggled, watched him return to the sofa and sit, then slipped out into the bed, and went to bed with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!