Xi Wei was speechless for a long ti before squeezing out, "Li Mingmo, are you drunk again?"
Speaking of being drunk, the smile on Xi Wei’s face was both mocking and filled with desolation and pity.
"No, Xi Wei, I’m at the seaside bridge. Co pick up." Li Mingmo: "If you don’t co get , I won’t go back."
Xi Wei: "..."
"Li Mingmo, I rember I told you before." Xi Wei’s emotions were about to unravel: "I can’t control if you drink, but please, after you get drunk, don’t co in front of .
Like now, even calling is not allowed."
After saying this, Xi Wei imdiately hung up the phone and turned it off.
Holding the script, trying to imrse herself in it, but to no avail.
Xi Wei simply put the script aside and curled up in the blanket to sleep.
But she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
"Ahhhhhhh..."
Xi Wei scratched her hair into a ss in frustration.
"Li Mingmo... I must have massacred your entire family in my past life."
...
When Xi Wei went to the seaside bridge to pick up Li Mingmo.
Li Mingmo was leaning against the bridge, beside him was a large pile of empty or half-empty bottles.
Li Mingmo was still holding a bottle, drinking, and Xi Wei snatched it from him, smashing it angrily on the ground.
"Li Mingmo, what are you trying to do?"
"You’re here!" Li Mingmo looked at Xi Wei, revealing a childlike innocent smile, "I knew you wouldn’t leave alone.
But I’ve been waiting so long for you, why did you take so long to co?"
"..." Xi Wei rubbed her forehead, "Am I your dad or your mom? Why should I take care of you? If it wasn’t for all those tis you protected , I’d leave you to freeze here."
"No, you wouldn’t..." Li Mingmo stumbled up and fell onto Xi Wei, "Anyone else in the world might not care about , but Xi Wei wouldn’t."
"Heh..." Xi Wei’s eyes stung with tears, suddenly wanting to cry, "So, you’ve got figured out, have you?"
"Don’t cry." Seeing Xi Wei suddenly cry, Li Mingmo was flustered, "Please don’t cry, okay? Did I say sothing wrong? I’m sorry."
Xi Wei wiped her tears, looked up at the sky, trying to hold back her tears, sniffled, "No, you didn’t say anything wrong."
"Co on, I’ll take you back." Xi Wei supported Li Mingmo.
Li Mingmo was very tall, while Xi Wei was petite in stature.
Yet she supported the tall Li Mingmo steadily.
It wasn’t that Xi Wei was particularly strong or capable.
It’s just that she was very used to doing this.
As they say, practice makes perfect, but picking up a drunk Li Mingmo, supporting a drunk Li Mingmo, taking care of a drunk Li Mingmo, had beco routine for Xi Wei.
Once, when Li Mingmo was drinking for Lu Xiaoning, this was sothing she did every day.
Xi Wei truly felt she was pathetic; she had so many better choices.
But why did she masochistically fall in love with a man who got drunk every day for another woman?
He was decadent, he was lost, he was like the walking dead, all his issues, why should she feel sorry for him?
But she just couldn’t control herself; she fell in love with him when he was at his most decadent, most wretched, most unlike a person, more like a ghost.
Damn, her taste was really sothing...
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