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Chapter 692

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After Xiao Nuo finished speaking, she wiped her tears. With bone-chilling indifference and decisiveness in her eyes, she turned and walked into the room.

Ding Ning reached out to hold her, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, he fell from the air powerlessly.

Staring blankly at the closed door of her room, his heart seemed to be clutched by an invisible hand. It hurt so much that he couldn't even breathe!

Lying on the sofa, he lit a cigarette irritably. He held it between his fingers and let it burn. Staring blankly at the ceiling, his past experiences with Xiao Nuo flashed through his mind.

For a long time, he thought that his feelings for Xiao Nuo were caused by his possessiveness. But it was not until this moment that he realized that his feelings for Xiao Nuo had been deeply rooted unknowingly. Those scenes of the past could never be erased or forgotten!

He wanted to break in, hold her tightly in his arms, and tell her that he loved her and that he couldn't lose her.

But …

He didn't have the courage. He didn't have the qualification. How could he forget what he had just said?

Xiao Nuo gave up on him. How could he shamelessly pester her and beg to get her back?

Even if she changed her mind, what could he do? Could he give up Ling Yun, Luoxue, Xiaoyao, Night Lone Ranger, Jingjing, and Siqiao for Xiao Nuo?

The answer was very clear. No!

So this was a dead knot that could never be undone.

Ding Ning was very depressed. His mind was blank, and he twitched with heartache. It was not until the butt of the cigarette burned his hand that he came to his senses and entered Qisha's room listlessly to see how he was recovering.

Seven Kills' eyes were wide open as he laid quietly on the bed. He was like a lifeless zombie.

Ding Ning quietly looked at him for a long time before sitting down by his bed. He said in a hoarse voice, "You're awake?"

Qi Sha didn't speak and didn't care how he got out of danger. His eyes seemed to have no focus, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Money Bag's betrayal had caused his first love to die without a cause. To him, this was a fatal blow. His originally ignorant heart was now shattered.

Although after he woke up, he found that he had unconsciously broken through to the sixth heaven of the great grandmaster realm. In the past, he would have been ecstatic.

But at this moment, he didn't feel anything. He was betrayed by the person he loved. That heart-wrenching pain made him feel like he had nothing left to live for.

Ding Ning thought that he was still poisoned, so he quickly felt his pulse and checked his body. He found that there was nothing wrong with him at the moment, so he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wave it in front of his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Give me a cigarette!"

Qi Sha finally reacted. He still looked half-dead, but when he opened his mouth, his hoarse voice startled Ding Ning.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Ding Ning took out two cigarettes and lit them. He stuffed one into his mouth and held the other in his mouth.

Neither of them spoke. One by one, they lowered their heads and smoked their cigarettes, thinking about their own worries. In other words, they were enduring the scars in their hearts, tasting the desolation and pain.

"I want to drink. I want to get drunk. I heard from Ravenous Wolf that getting drunk will make you dizzy and forget all your troubles. I want to try!"

Seven Kills suddenly said as if he was talking in a dream.

"I'll accompany you!"

Ding Ning also wanted to get drunk. Without hesitation, he took out a box of Erguotou he bought in Yan Jing from the Ghost Space. He liked to drink hard liquor.

Each of them held a bottle, smoking and drinking. No one spoke, nor did they touch glasses. They just drank in silence.

Time passed bit by bit. The sun slowly set in the west, and the room gradually darkened. However, the two of them were still not in the mood to talk. They were too lazy to even turn on the lights. Only two cigarette butts flickered in the darkness.

It wasn't until Xia Hou opened the door and called them to have dinner that he found the room was filled with smoke and the smell of alcohol. The floor was covered with empty bottles and cigarette butts, which made him cough repeatedly.

Xia Hou's expression darkened. Although he couldn't eavesdrop in the room at that time, with his hearing, how could he not hear what Xiao Nuo said?

After coughing twice, Xia Hou braced himself and said, "Young master, Madame Xiao … uh, Miss Xiao has already left."

"I know!"

Ding Ning responded weakly. He picked up the bottle and drank another mouthful. Xiao Nuo left alone an hour ago without telling anyone, but how could he not know?

Now Xia Hou mentioned it again, which made his heart, which had been numbed by alcohol, start to ache again.

"Young master, it's time for dinner."

Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Xia Hou could only say in a stiff tone. He sighed in his heart. "If First Miss knows that young master is so depressed, she must be very sad!"

"You guys eat, I have no appetite!"

Ding Ning said listlessly. His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot. He sat cross-legged at the corner of the bed and gulped down a mouthful of Erguotou.

"Young master, look at yourself now!"

Looking at his dispirited and listless appearance, Xia Hou suddenly became angry and shouted angrily.

Lu Zhan and others waiting in the living room were scared and shivered. They secretly admired Xia Hou's courage. They didn't have the courage to yell at Ding Ning.

Luoxue looked distressed and wanted to say something, but she was stopped by Ling Yun, who shook her head at her and motioned for her not to speak.

No one knew Ding Ning better than her. She knew that this time he was really sad. What Xia Hou was doing was what she wanted to do.

She didn't know what Ding Ning was shouldering, but she knew that now someone must stand up and scold him to wake him up. Otherwise, he would really be disabled if he continued to be depressed like this.

Ding Ning turned a deaf ear to her and continued to drink. He wanted to get himself drunk and be unconscious so that he could forget the pain in his heart.

However, no matter how much he drank, he couldn't get drunk. The more he drank, the more sober he became. He treated the beautiful memories of being with Xiao Nuo that flashed in his mind as dishes to go with the wine.

"Young master, get up, get up!"

Xia Hou was really angry. He grabbed Ding Ning's collar and lifted him up from the ground. He shook him hard and his eyes were full of anger. "Do you still remember who you are? Do you still know the responsibility you are shouldering? Do you have to ruin yourself like this for a woman? "

Ding Ning was like a pile of rotten meat without bones, letting him shake him. His eyes were dull and lifeless, hiding the deep sorrow in them.

"Wake up, you are not alone. You still have Mistress Yun, Mistress Luoxue, and First Miss. If First Miss saw you like this, how sad she would be."

Xia Hou desperately shook Ding Ning, who was like a boneless noodle, as if to vent his anger and roared in pain.

"Sister, yes, sister, I still have sister. Even if everyone leaves me, sister will not leave me. Go, go, go, sister is the best, haha …"

Shaken by him, Ding Ning felt tipsy. He was really drunk. His eyes were straight and his mouth was drooling. He giggled, but two lines of tears flowed down.

"Brother Xia Hou, don't shake me. I am really drunk!"

Luoxue couldn't stand it anymore. With tears of heartache, she rushed forward and took Ding Ning from Xia Hou's hands, shielding him behind her like an old hen protecting her chicks.

With red eyes, Ling Yun supported Ding Ning, who was staggering, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xia Hou, give him to us. You go and eat something."

Xia Hou took a deep look at Ding Ning, sighed, turned around, and walked out. He was extremely sad. "Young master, who has always been strong and sunny, how could he suddenly become like this?"

Lu Zhan and others wanted to help, but were refused by Ling Yun and Luoxue. They asked them to go and eat, and they would take care of Ding Ning.

Looking at Qisha, who was drunk and unconscious, Ling Yun carried Ding Ning back to the room. Luoxue fetched a basin of hot water and helped Ding Ning wipe his forehead and body.

Luoxue, who had never had a temper, was angry for the first time. She complained, "Sister Nuo is really ungrateful. My brother is so good, but she treats him like this."

"Alas!"

Ling Yun sighed faintly and said with self-blame, "Everyone has their own aspirations, and we can't force them. A girl like her, who grew up in a rich family, naturally has her own pride and personality. I can see that she really loves Ding Ning, but her pride and self-esteem don't allow her to share her lover with others. It's all my fault. If I didn't go against her, maybe I could slowly change her mind, but now …"

"Sister Yun, it's not your fault. If she really loves my brother, she wouldn't have the heart to leave him and let him become like this."

Seeing Ling Yun's self-blame, Luoxue hurriedly comforted her in a soft voice.

"I can understand her feelings. No matter what, she is a good girl, and Ding Ning really likes her. Luoxue, don't hate her, okay?"

Ling Yun was depressed. How could she not understand Xiao Nuo's feelings? When she realized that Ding Ning loved more than her, wasn't she as painful and conflicted as her?

It was just that she finally figured it out, but Xiao Nuo didn't. To be honest, looking at Ding Ning's decadent and painful look, she even faintly envied Xiao Nuo. If she left Ding Ning, would he also be so sad and sad?

"Old Hou, you dare to be so angry with the boss. I really admire you!"

In the seaside restaurant, Lu Zhan said to Xia Hou with admiration.

Xia Hou said with a bitter face, "Do you think I want to? I just plucked up the courage to come here on impulse. When the young master wakes up, I don't know how to make things difficult for me."

"Don't worry, the boss is not such a narrow-minded person."

Lu Zhan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. "You are doing this for his own good."

"Alas, I just feel sorry for the First Miss. The First Miss has endured so many hardships alone for so many years. She is full of expectations for the young master, but the young master's current appearance really disappoints me."

In order to protect Ding Qianlie, Xia Hou never drank, but today, he was really depressed and broke the rule for the first time.

Haitao, you and Xiaoniu drink with Old Hou. I won't drink. The others will be on duty with me at night. Later, we will pack some food and bring some back for Gong Qiang and Feng Jun. Uh, and the two proprietresses. "" Haitao, "Old Hou said with a smile." That's it.

Lu Zhan arranged in a low voice. He didn't drink. Among these people, only he and Xia Hou had the best fighting skills. If Xia Hou got drunk, he had to take the responsibility of guarding at night.

"The boss hasn't eaten yet. Should we bring him one?"

Xiaoniu asked in a low voice.

"Forget it. The boss is so drunk. Even if we bring him dragon meat, he can't eat it."

Lu Zhan said with a bitter smile.

"Hey, in the afternoon, Feng Jun and I met a weird man."

Seeing the depressed atmosphere, Xiaoniu wanted to lighten the mood, so he talked about meeting the Man in the Bamboo Hat in the afternoon. Everyone was amused by the story of Feng Jun pretending to be a non-virgin.

However, Xiahou's face became serious and he asked urgently, "Did the man in the bamboo hat you mentioned wear the clothes of the locals and wear sunglasses to cover his face?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Did you also see him? "

Xiaoniu didn't know that Xiao Nuo went to chase the Man in the Bamboo Hat in the afternoon, so he asked with confusion.

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