Those past things have gone too far, but her feelings towards her father have always been a bit complicated.

Seeing that she was half-closed and silent, He Youdong moved to sit next to her: "What are you thinking about? Are you really drunk?"

"Believe it or not, I can drink a thousand cups!"

He complained about her mercilessly: "The key is that your drinking is simply not good enough."

"Come on, let's go back early." He Youdong held her arm. He had already seen her crazy ability in Shenzhen last time, and now he was afraid of her.

Her eyes gradually became blurred: "How could you just leave like that? It's so rude...Hey, look at that guy, he's so stupid. I guarantee he'll be fun. Ha, just wait and see...

"

She seemed to have begun to have a seizure. Before He Youdong could react, she had broken free from his grasp and suddenly rushed to the side of a middle-aged man at the next table, the same Mr. Wu who had just chatted with her. She was playing a prank on him.

She grabbed his hair and pulled hard, and the man's wig fell off, revealing only a shiny bald head.

The guests at the same table all snickered.

The man became angry. He stood up and snatched his wig back fiercely. With a livid face, he shouted: "What are you doing! You are sick!" He raised his magic palm and was about to slap her in the face.

At this time, his hand was suddenly grasped tightly by a stronger force, and his bones felt so painful that they felt like they were about to be crushed. Du Siqiu looked back in confusion and saw that it was He Youdong.

He Youdong Fenyin was warning him secretly that if there was a fight, he would definitely suffer. But he still respectfully apologized to him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she was drunk. I apologized to you on her behalf."

Du Siqiu leaned against He Youdong, giggling without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The middle-aged man had a ferocious face and repeatedly twisted his soft wrist. He couldn't swallow this breath in his heart, and he didn't dare to fight back, so he could only glare at Du Siqiu angrily: "Yes, yes, it's bad luck for me!"

The two returned to their seats. Du Siqiu was still laughing: "He Youdong, you were so handsome just now!"

"Still smiling!" He Youdong's eyebrows frowned slightly: "I owe you or something."

Not long after the banquet started, Du Siqiu had already fallen asleep on the dining table as if there was no one around. There were three other people at the same table with them. Those people unabashedly looked at the drunk and unconscious girl with strange eyes and even whispered to each other.

Her expression was ambiguous. He Youdong was unlucky again, he almost dragged her out of the wedding venue. Every time Du Siqiu got drunk, he had to help her clean up her mess.

He woke her up in the parking lot: "Don't move here, I'll go back and get the car keys."

The cold wind blew across her face, and her head suddenly became clearer, but it was still in chaos. She should have known that she shouldn't have drank too much just now. She was so annoyed that she slapped her head, not noticing Peng Tao's presence at all.

He stood in front of her and said quietly: "Du Siqiu, I never thought you would really come to my wedding."

"So, if you don't want me to come, why do you give me an invitation?"

"Nothing, I'm just curious about how much gift money you will give me."

"Not much, just a hundred yuan, the hundred yuan you gave me." It was the hundred yuan she asked him for back that day. She stopped and said: "From now on, you and I will not owe each other any more. Groom, please hurry up."

Go back."

His face turned livid and he said sternly: "Du Siqiu, actually I have always wanted to ask you, have you ever really been sincere to anyone in these years? Do you think you have really loved me?"

She didn't even remember that she had committed any heinous crime that deserved him to be so worried. Why did he humiliate her so relentlessly? She looked at him confidently: "Okay, please tell me clearly today, what is wrong with me?"

Can’t help you anymore?”

"You're not sorry for me." It took him a long time to hold back an old-fashioned sentence: "You're not sorry for me, you just don't love me."

These words came again, and she suddenly felt impatient: "Peng Tao! I beg you, don't talk to me like that, you are not qualified." She leaned against He Youdong's car, her face turned pale.

"Let's go home." He Youdong came to her at some point, opened the car door and pushed her in. Peng Tao sneered and walked to the wedding venue as if nothing had happened.

The night is getting darker, and the car windows are filled with flowing neon lights and a steady stream of vehicles.

She was silent, and He Youdong was silent as well. He often contacted clients, and he especially understood that talking requires the right time. He thought she was in a bad mood and didn't want to speak, but he didn't expect that she fell asleep carelessly again, and the lingering influence of the alcohol was not there.

Her thick eyelashes trembled gently with the rise and fall of her breathing, like a butterfly dancing at any time. He glanced at her inadvertently and suddenly forgot about time.

Until Feng Xue's call came in: "Hello, Qiuqiu."

He said awkwardly: "It's me, He Youdong. Du Siqiu is drunk. I'm preparing to send her home now."

"Oh, then please help me tell her that I am on a business trip in Zhuhai and will come back on a cloudy day." After that, he added: "Remember to help her into the bedroom to sleep, be sure to remember!"

"Why?"

"Qiuqiu often sleepwalks at night."

In fact, most people sleepwalk in childhood, but he did hear that a few people may also sleepwalk in adulthood. However, Feng Xue's explanation still made him wonder, what is the relationship between sleepwalking and sleeping in the bedroom, and why

Does it have to be in the bedroom?

He Youdong turned on the light in the living room and took off Du Siqiu from his back. Following Feng Xue's request, he helped her to sleep on the bed in the bedroom. Of course, that was his bed. He did not dare to go through her bag privately.

Looking for the key, he took her to his house to spend the night.

He gently covered her with the quilt and said silently in his heart: "Du Siqiu, you used my one-day performance time to become my temporary girlfriend for three months, but in the end you got an unsatisfactory result... Now you

Do you regret it?"

He carried a quilt to the living room, curled up on the sofa and fell asleep quickly. In the middle of the night, he dreamed that his cat jumped on the kitchen stove to steal food, recklessly knocked over the wooden jar of seafood sauce, and made a dull sound.

It was a dull thud, not harsh, but he suddenly woke up.

Through the moonlight outside the window, he saw that the bedroom door was open. It turned out that the banging sound in the dream was the sound of her opening the door. She seemed to be unable to see clearly, and she groped awkwardly in the dimly lit living room corridor.

He Youdong guessed that she got up to go to the bathroom, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and said softly, not to scare her: "Turn on the light, the switch is on the wall to your left."

She didn't answer, and continued to walk forward quietly, her hands constantly touching the left and right, as if she was looking for something. He Youdong suddenly became a little awake, and when he took a closer look, she found that her eyes were not fully opened.

, like a sleepy little animal, her eyes are blurred. It seems that she is really sleepwalking.

He didn't quite understand what to do when a person is sleepwalking. Some people say that you can't wake up a sleepwalking person, otherwise it will scare her. Others say that it's okay if you wake up. Anyway, it's difficult to wake up a sleepwalking person, even if you wake up.

He would just feel confused and inexplicable. So in the end, there was no need for him to wake her up.

He hurriedly stood up and put on a white shirt, intending to go over and carry her back to the room. This was probably the simplest and most direct way. He walked over slowly, and before he picked her up, her hand touched his waist.

, then arms, shoulders. In just a moment, it seemed that she had found what she was looking for. Her two hands hugged him tightly, caught off guard. Her body was soft, with a strange feeling similar to dependence.

Emotions are buried in his generous chest.

He Youdong saw this quirk of hers for the first time, and he held his breath and couldn't move. He heard her repeating the same word inarticulately: "Mom...Mom...Mom..." After saying that, she tilted her head and smiled with satisfaction, and

Quiet and simple under the moonlight.

He didn't mind, he just stayed there and let her hug him for a long time, feeling a strange warmth radiating from his body.

That was the first time he forgot the loneliness deep inside his heart.


Chapter completed!