Su Chen sighed, "You, having zero experience in love, yet you chose the most difficult one. Miss Sheng lacks for nothing, and her heart is with soone else. To win over such a woman, my friend, the burden is heavy, so you have to be patient."
As for Su Chen’s words, Mu Ke didn’t know if he took them in, just continued drinking by himself.
"Sigh, you, a doctor who studied psychology, can’t even adjust your own mood. Buddy, I’m starting to suspect you bought your diploma."
"A doctor can’t heal themselves, you know?"
"I know, I know, you’re right."
Su Chen took the drink from Mu Ke’s hand, "Alright, stop drowning your sorrows here. Since you’ve fallen into Miss Sheng’s trap, think carefully about what to do. Getting drunk is pointless. Do you expect that when you get drunk, I’ll call her and she’ll co running to pick you up?"
Mu Ke glanced at his friend and really didn’t pick up another drink.
Actually, the reasoning Su Chen provided, how could he not understand it?
Tonight’s loss of control was rely because of the disparity.
When he received Sheng Jiayu’s call, his mood was like reaching the peak of a roller coaster, but afterward, it kept sinking, continuously sinking.
This disparity made him sowhat lose control. As a doctor, Mu Ke rarely drinks, let alone drinking like this in frustration.
After leaving the bar, Su Chen arranged a designated driver for Mu Ke. Mu Ke drank quite a lot tonight, not to the point of being drunk, but he was tipsy and couldn’t drive.
Mu Ke didn’t mind, lazily sitting in the back seat of the car. The designated driver drove to the designated address and respectfully returned the car keys to Mu Ke.
Mu Ke took out his wallet, unsure how much money he handed over, and stumbled upstairs.
Unlike Sheng Jiayu’s house, Mu Ke’s apartnt was much larger, over two hundred square ters on two levels. He slowly walked up and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower, feeling much better.
He lay on the bed, closed his eyes for a while, then suddenly rembered sothing, got up, and took the phone out of his discarded jacket. It was dead and already turned off.
Charging the phone, Mu Ke pulled the covers over himself and went to sleep, ignoring it.
The night deepened, and at so point, the man on the bed suddenly woke up. It was still pitch dark outside. Maybe because of the alcohol, his head hurt a bit, but there was no longer the dizzying feeling of the alcohol.
He got up to pour himself a glass of water, pinched the bridge of his nose, returned to bed, and grabbed his phone to turn it on.
The light from the screen lit up. Mu Ke glanced at the ti, it was already past four, almost five in the morning.
He had just put the phone down when he heard a "ding". Mu Ke frowned, picked the phone back up, and seeing the ssage on it, he imdiately sat up from the bed.
It was a ssage from several hours ago, from Sheng Jiayu.
The drowsiness in Mu Ke’s mind instantly vanished.
Is she feeling upset?
Why? Did sothing happen?
Is there trouble with the book bar? No, no, she said it went smoothly, and her expression didn’t seem like she was lying.
Or is it because her mother had another episode? That’s not right either, in that case, she would rush back imdiately.
Mu Ke’s mind went through N possibilities, but still couldn’t make an accurate judgnt.
Sitting quietly by the bed for a mont, Mu Ke stood up, stretched his tall figure, walked into the kitchen, first taking so frozen shrimp from the fridge, then getting flour from the cabinet.
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