A man got out of the car, picked up Xia Yan and got into the car.

It was Shen Zhuolie.

Yi Beihan's steps immediately stopped, and he watched Xia Yan being carried into the car by Shen Zhuolie quietly.

After a while, Shen Zhuolie got out of bed again and looked at Yi Beihan not far away.

Although they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly in the night, Yi Beihan knew that Shen Zhuolie must be proud at this moment.

Shen Zhuolie got into the car again, started the car, and left.

Yi Beihan's face turned pale, his eyes fixed on the car that was getting further away, but he did not move after all.

What could he do? He could only watch her quietly out of her sight, and watch her being taken to a warm and safe place.

Yes.

Baby, you should go to a warm place.

Instead of staying with me and getting hurt.

The vast night was so quiet, Yi Beihan thought, but suddenly kicked the hood.

A violent sound attracted many regretful looks.

What a shame for such a luxurious sports car.

After a long time, he got into the car and wanted to start the car, but his whole body was so painful that he couldn't move.

His face was horribly pale, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he did not move for a long time.

After a while, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

He picked it up and found the news from Yi Meifeng——

"Han, treat Jinse well."

After a long while, he gave a bloody sneer, looked into the distance, and said a faint word.

"good."

It wasn't until midnight in the car that he suddenly came back to his senses. He took out his cell phone and dialed a random number, but it was Mojiyan.

"Go to Boundless Night and drink with me." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Mo Jiyan was a little confused by the phone call in the middle of the night, but it sounded like Yi Beihan was in a bad mood, and he was also in a bad mood, so he drove straight into the endless night.

……………………

It's four o'clock in the morning.

When Mojiyan arrived, Yi Beihan was already drinking.

During this time, the nightclub was very quiet.

Most of the people had dispersed, but when Yi Beihan came, he asked the landlady to drive everyone away.

This is the only place where he can vent.

Empty seats, empty stage.

Mo Jiyan looked a little helpless and stepped forward to snatch the liquor from Yi Beihan's hand, "Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

Yi Beihan pursed his cold, white lips tightly and said nothing. He took a glass of brandy and poured it down his throat silently.

Mo Jiyan also felt uncomfortable. Looking at Yi Beihan's actions, he knew how much pain he was feeling.

In all these years, he has never seen his good brother degrade like this.

There are many kinds of pain. Not being able to be with the person you love is the worst, right?

"You just forgot when people said you forgot. Why do you feel so uncomfortable here now, do you remember?"

"No," Yi Beihan closed his eyes, leaned on his seat, rubbed his eyebrows with his slender fingers, and swallowed the pain in his throat, "I have never forgotten it."

Mo Jiyan looked at him, his eyelids twitching, not knowing why.

Yi Beihan stopped talking, got up, took several bottles of wine from the wine cabinet, and sat down slowly.

Brandy, add vodka, add absinthe, add ice cubes, shake it under the light, raise the glass and drink it in one go.

This kind of wine is the strongest. If you were an ordinary person, you could drink it down in one glass.
Chapter completed!