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December 31, Haicheng, it was cold.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and there is still a month or two for the Chinese New Year. In the mid-winter season, passers-by and pedestrians clashed and missed one after another. Everyone’s pace of life is getting faster and faster, no longer staying for the people who meet on the road. .

When Tang Shi got off work, Tang Wei and Cong Shan were already at home. Tang Wei’s school took a New Year’s Day holiday, and recently they can rest for several days. Cong Shan turned on the heating at home, and her nose was a little red from the cold on the way from get off work, and she felt a little better when she entered the house.

Cong Shan was sitting at the air conditioner with Tang Wei earlier than she got off work, blowing to her face, one big and one small face flushed by the heater.

Seeing Tang Shi coming home from work, Tang Wei rushed over, "Mommy, I am earlier than you again today!"

Tang Shi smiled, "Yes, because you study more seriously than Mommy."

Tang Wei pulled Tang Shi and went to the air conditioner. Next, Cong Shan bought strawberries and ate them while picking them. On the last New Year's Eve, the three gathered together to play a game, and then Tang Shi packed up and went to bed early.

Tang Wei wanted to spend the New Year with Cong Shan all the time, so he stayed in his room at night and refused to come out. Tang Shi was also embarrassed, but he could only let him go, so he lay on the bed by himself, and the phone rang as soon as the quilt was put on.

It's a bunch of unfamiliar numbers.

Tang Shi has been particularly wary of such unfamiliar numbers recently, and as soon as he connected to the other side, there was a particularly irritating sound of bar electronic music.

A waiter greeted the microphone a few times. Tang Shi frowned and replied indifferently, "Excuse me, what's the matter?" The

waiter's voice was very noisy, and he was also eager to shout at Tang Shi , "Hello Miss , Your husband drank too much with us today and is unconscious, so please come over and pick it up. "

Husband?

Tang Shi sneered, "I'm sorry, I'm single."

The waiter understood at once that the relationship between the two young couples was quarreling and tumultuous, and they coaxed in an inviting way, "But your husband's remarks say "Wife", isn't it Miss Tang? The name is also correct, New Year's Eve Stop making trouble, please come to myst and pick up your husband!"

Tang Shi didn't speak, and was silent for a long time. The waiter over there gave a few feeds to the phone before she said, "I don't have a husband, you called me wrong. The phone call."

"It's impossible, Miss Tang, your husband is drinking here."

Tang Shi didn't think much, and hung up the phone.

Now it comes to this one, if she sticks it stupidly, it will be a shame.

Opposite Bo Ye saw the waiter return his mobile phone and smashed the wine glass in his hand on the ground, "Where did she get the courage to hang up!"

"This guest, you have drunk too much"

" If you drank too much, let her pick me up." Bo Ye yelled like a child, "Keep on fighting! Let her pick me up!"

"I, I called you, can you say okay?"

It seems that the couple is in conflict. Ah, the waiter didn’t dare to intervene anymore, so she could only say, “Sir, I’ll replay it again now.”

Tang Shi didn’t take a long time to sleep and the phone came back again. Just as she wanted to clarify the words, Bo Ye’s voice came from the other end of the phone. .

"Tang Poetry, take me home." A

word, as if five years ago. He drank too much and said to her like a servant, pick me up. She went to pick him up, but what she saw was nothing more than a scene where he was holding a bunch of women, drunk and dreaming.

Tang Shi's fingers tightened and tightened, "I have nothing to do with you, don't come to call me."

Bo Ye smiled lowly, and his whole consciousness was chaotic, "Tang poetry, stop making trouble, okay? Can I give you what you want? The studio is short of money, I will give it to you, can you not let Su Qi interfere?"

"You are very annoying."

The three words of Tang poetry made Bo Ye's heart cold.

The previous Tang poetry would not talk to him like this.

"What do you want in Tang poetry? Can we" can we do it again?

Bo Ye said, "You won't come to pick me up! I'll go downstairs to your house!"

"Are you crazy?" Tang Shi couldn't bear it, "Whatever you do, don't bother me again! Bo Ye, I and you have long been It doesn't matter anymore. Next time you have time to change my notes in the phone, don't pester me again in the middle of the night!"

She was so cold that there was no room for turning back.

Bo Ye choked up, "Tang Shi, can I apologize? I"

"Apologize?"

Tang Shi laughed wildly, "Apologizing is useless, just go to death."

Bo Ye was struck by lightning, and the bar was boiling around him , but He felt utterly cold all over his body. Time was pressed the pause button at this moment, and everything was still. Only the words she had said just now repeatedly echoed, beating his soul.