The two sides were ineffectively entangled.

In a few short disputes, Ning Qian seemed to have figured out the whole story. Looking at Wen Jin's resentment and disgust on her face, Ning Qian finally understood what kind of secrets she was hiding in her heart during this period.

"It's so fucking disgusting. Are you still a man!" Ning Qian shouted at the man, almost forgot about his stomachache. Then he gritted his teeth and shook the bag in his hand and smashed it on the other person's head. He was cruel enough.

"you!"

"What's wrong with just beating you like shameless!" Ning Qian was furious. Although this was someone else's housework, she still made a rude attack, because she remembered Wen Jin's uncomfortable appearance these days and Wen Jin's drunk appearance, she didn't know how much she felt sorry for Wen Jin. In the end, Wen Jin was indeed because of such a man.

"Qianqian, don't pay attention to him."

After several years of secret love, Ning Qian's love for Wen Jin almost rose to an obsession. She would rather be hurt herself than see Wen Jin hurt.

Ning Qian knew that she had always loved humbly, but even if Wen Jin could take a few more glances at her, she would be willing to do so. As long as there is hope and chance.

So Wen Jin's sentence that day, "I'm already married", completely defeated Ning Qian.

"Cough cough cough..." Ning Qian showed off for only three seconds, and a cold air penetrated into her throat. She coughed violently, and her stomach ulcer and cold were caused by the cold.

"Is it okay?" Wen Jin hugged Ning Qian, turned to the man and said frankly, "My lawyer will talk to you tomorrow. If you don't sign, you will see you in the court. There is no room for maneuver."

On a cold night, the black car drove towards the hospital.

Ning Qian and Wen Jin were both quiet in the back seat of the car. All the things that happened during this period made them feel very confused.

Ning Qian was more serious than ever when she went to the hospital for drinking. She had stomach ulcers and bleeding and needed several days of hospitalization. She had indeed been drinking too much because of her affairs with Wen Jin these days.

"I will criticize you for a week's vacation, so you can rest with peace of mind and maintain your health. And... stop drinking so much wine." Wen Jin sat by the bed and accompanied Ning Qian, saying softly. She could guess now that Ning Qian was drinking too much because of herself.

"You said to me, you have to go to the hospital even if you drink." Ning Qian was very weak now. She leaned against the bed and stared at Wen Jin's face, feeling very uncomfortable. Her lips were a little dry and white. She couldn't help but ask Wen Jin, "... Do you still love him?"

When asked this, Ning Qian felt like she was suffering from being cut into pieces.

Do you love? Wen Jin now feels that she doesn’t even love him.

Wen Jin stared at the white bed sheets with her eyes down. She had never mentioned these concerns to anyone, "I met him last year. He was of the right age and was of equal age, so I got married at the beginning of this year. A week after getting the marriage, he was transferred to work abroad and occasionally returned to China a few times..."

If it weren't for the temporary cancellation of the business trip that day, Wen Jin wouldn't know that her husband had been mingling with the man.

Wen Jin imagined marriage too realistically, so realistic that she ignored the emotional foundation. When she got old, she found someone with the right conditions to get married. But in fact, after getting married, she had never felt the happiness brought by marriage for a day, so she devoted herself to her career.

She asked Ning Qian if she was single, and she was full of envy because she regretted that she would have a marriage. Even if her husband was not cheating, she thought that one day she would choose to divorce.

Ning Qian listened and his heart was thrust together, "Since you don't love him, why do you still have to drink so much wine? It's not worth it for such a person."

There is another sentence "I feel so distressed", which Ning Qian hid in her heart.

Wen Jin was sad. She was not drunk because of the other party, but because of deception and betrayal, as well as her loneliness, emotional failure and career pressure, and all the negative emotions were suppressed together. Wen Jin, who was always holding the airs and mature and rational, also wanted to taste the feeling of being drunk and dreaming of death.

"I won't be there anymore. I will be free from tomorrow, right?" Wen Jin said relievedly, just looking at Ning Qian, he couldn't help but think of the indulgence between them that night, "That night..."

Ning Qian turned his head away, "Don't mention it, pretend it hasn't happened."

Or treat it as a one-night stand. Thinking of this, Ning Qian is the one who hurts the most, but what is it if it is not a one-night stand? Wen Jin didn't love her when she went to bed with her.

Wen Jin looked at Ning Qian for a long time and didn't know how to answer. She paused and said, "Qianqian, please quit drinking for the time being."

"Yeah." Ning Qian responded in a depressed manner. Seeing that Wen Jin had not left, she urged, "You go back, don't have to guard me."

"It's okay, I'll stay."

Ning Qian continued to mutely, "I feel very confused when you are here, I want to be alone."

Wen Jin was stunned. She was actually a little confused about the changes in her relationship with Ning Qian in some aspects. She was worried that Ning Qian would be staying alone in the hospital, but Ning Qian was persistent in speaking, and Wen Jin finally got up with her clothes and bag.

Ning Qian was lying alone on the hospital bed and thought a lot. When she was determined to give up Wen Jin, she encountered these things again. Should she give up Wen Jin? Wen Jin would not accept her. That night was just an accident after being drunk, and Wen Jin did not refuse her closeness. That morning, Wen Jin could clearly tell herself more, for example, she was already divorced, but Wen Jin just said, "I'm married." Ning Qian thought that Wen Jin said that she was not willing to give herself a chance.

Wen Jin did not leave, but sat in the corridor outside the single ward. She quietly pushed the door in the middle of the night, and Ning Qian was already asleep.

"I like you, I always like you, starting from the sophomore year..." Looking at Ning Qian's sleeping face, Wen Jin kept circling her confession to herself that morning. For some reason, when she saw Ning Qian like that, Wen Jin felt that she was stupid and heartbreaking, and then she felt guilty. These emotions even exceeded the surprise of a woman when she showed her love to her.

Ning Qian, who has always been careless and a little silly, turned out to be liked by herself. Wen Jin looked at the face in front of her and was a little distracted. She had never seen Ning Qian smile since that night.

Wen Jin was slow to warm up, but she was familiar with Ning Qian quickly. When she met Ning Qian during the interview, she couldn't hide the joy on her face. When she was in college, she quietly followed Ning Qian. She really envied Ning Qian, envious of her always smiling in the sun, as if she had no worries.

Later, Ning Qian came to As, and the same was true. Wen Jin unconsciously got closer to her, because when she got along with Ning Qian, she always felt comfortable and comfortable.

Wen Jin didn't know why she could always see Ning Qian smiling brightly and sunnyly, because Ning Qian was only not stingy with her smile. Ning Qian was not without worries, but her biggest trouble in recent years was given to her by Wen Jin.

"Wen Jin..."

Hearing Ning Qian's murmur, Wen Jin leaned forward, "What's wrong? I'm here."

"Wen Jin..." Ning Qian was just dreaming, muttering her name, "Give me a chance... why... why is this happening..."

"...I don't like me...Why do you still have to sleep with me..."

Wen Jin's heart tightened, and suddenly a warm feeling on his back of his hand. Ning Qian grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

It was said that they were treating them as if nothing had happened that night. Wen Jin could not do it, and Ning Qian was even more impossible. Wen Jin looked down at Ning Qian and held his hand tightly. Now when facing Ning Qian again, it felt different.
Chapter completed!