Xu Xi worried that Jiang Nanshu would be upset by her unrequited love, and she was determined to amuse her and cheer her up.
Two weeks passed.
She never brought up Lu Qingyan.
Even if his name came up, she tried her best to avoid him, not wanting too much contact.
Xu Xi happily shared with Yang Jiashu and Yan Yidan that Jiang Nanshu would visit her hometown during the winter break.
That night, Xu Xi was planning the route to take Jiang Nanshu sightseeing; she was going to leave her with an unforgettable impression of her hometown so she would want to come back again.
In the middle of the night.
Xu Xi’s phone rang.
The ringtone was startling and annoying.
Xu Xi saw it was Yang Jiashu and answered the phone, suppressing her anger, "Hello? What do you want in the middle of the night!"
Her lowered voice could not hide her intense anger.
Who in their right mind calls someone in the middle of the night?
"What? Looking for Jiangjiang? She’s sleeping."
"Ah? It’s a matter of life and death? My God, wait, I will go wake her up."
Xu Xi hung up and immediately turned on the dormitory lights.
"Jiangjiang, something’s happened, you need to go to the bar and bring Lu Qingyan back. Jiashu says if he keeps drinking, it will be a matter of life and death."
Jiang Nanshu was pulled up by Xu Xi.
She had just woken up from her sleep.
Her phone was full of missed calls from Jiang Yunchuan and Yang Jiashu.
Suddenly, she felt grateful that she was wise enough to keep her phone on silent while sleeping!
That’s not right...
She still got woken up.
Jiang Nanshu looked at the sky outside, listening to the howling north wind, and started to hesitated.
"My God, how much did he drink? His stomach is going to bleed."
Jiang Nanshu bit her lip and started getting dressed, her black hair casually spread out behind her.
"Jiangjiang, I’ll go with you."
Having said that, Xu Xi also started to get dressed.
They took a taxi to Nightlife.
It was the bar they frequented most often.
Despite the time, it was still bustling with activity.
Jiang Nanshu pushed open the private room door, and the heavy scent of alcohol hit them.
Yang Jiashu looked at her as if she was a savior, "Nanshu, please persuade him. I don’t know what got into him, he’s been drinking since evening."
Lu Qingyan was holding a bottle in his hand, his wrist wrapped in bandages was soaked with blood, and he lay slumped on the couch, surrounded by empty bottles.
Jiang Nanshu walked closer.
As if sensing her presence, Lu Qingyan opened his eyes and saw Jiang Nanshu looking down at him.
His shallow emotions showed clearly in his apricot eyes, and his heart ached uncontrollably.
"Get out, all of you get out," his eyes were bloodshot, his usually cool and gentle gaze now full of hostility.
He was like a cornered beast, wanting to tear at the throat of the person nearest to him.
Jiang Nanshu turned and started to walk away.
Lu Qingyan tightly gripped her hand.
The others immediately understood and left the private room, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.
Jiang Nanshu turned her head and saw that Lu Qingyan’s eyes were moist, his bloodshot gaze firmly fixed on her.
"Explain it, weren’t you going to explain it to me? Speak."
It turned out that Jiang Nanshu indeed wanted to increase the goodwill value, planning to continue deceiving Lu Qingyan.
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