Chapter 424
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Her movements were too hasty, and she knocked into many people who were dancing. She left a hasty "I'm sorry", and without waiting for a response, she bent down to find an opening and continued to squeeze forward.
Some people were good-tempered and didn't take it seriously and continued to dance. Some people would curse her for being crazy in a low voice, and some people would shout at the top of their lungs and call her crazy.
Even though it was only a short distance, when Song Qingchun squeezed out from the crowd, she was already sweating profusely and gasping for air. She did not dare stop to rest, so she rushed toward the elevator that led to the exit without even catching her breath.
Despite her haste, she was still a step too late. Just as she reached the door of the elevator, the door closed and the elevator went down.
Afraid that she might lose him, Song Qingchun ran down the stairs to the first floor. As she entered the lobby, she saw the black shadow walk out from the revolving door.
She picked up her pace and accidentally sprained her ankle. She groaned in pain as she removed her high heels and chased after him with one in each hand.
It was already late at night and the rain had stopped. On the uneven ground, there were puddles of water reflecting the flashing neon lights.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of the nightclub, the area outside was unusually quiet.
On the empty street, apart from the occasional car speeding past, there was not a single shadow of a person.
She was still one step too late … I didn't catch up to him …
She slowly raised her hand to touch the golden button that hung in front of her chest. Thankfully, even though she did not get a good look at his face, at least she had confirmed her suspicion.
She stood at the door for a long time before putting her shoes back on. Then, she turned to return to the nightclub.
The place was still bustling with activity.
Song Qingchun sat down at her seat, and the first thing that came to her mind was to pull out her phone to send a message to the eleven digits.
"You're at MIX tonight, right?"
"You knew I was chasing after you, and that's why you left so quickly, right?"
"Why didn't you want to see me?"
…
There was still no reply.
Even though this was expected, Song Qingchun still felt disappointed.
She held her phone in silence for a long time before picking up the untouched wine on the table and chugging it down.
In the end, she was completely drunk. She couldn't taste the alcohol at all. It was as if she was drinking plain water, and she gulped it down.
In the end, she didn't even remember how many times she went to the toilet. In short, all the bottles on the table were empty.
Several types of wine were mixed in his body, increasing the strength of the wine.
The veins on her forehead were throbbing, making her feel hot all over and dizzy.
She couldn't muster up any strength and felt extremely sleepy. Her remaining consciousness told her that she wasn't at home and that she couldn't sleep. She leaned against the sofa and tried to stop her eyelids from drooping, but in the end, she couldn't resist the drowsiness brought on by the alcohol and slowly closed her eyes.
In her dream, she had a wonderful dream.
She dreamed that the tall, dark figure had returned. He sat beside her, took off his suit jacket, and draped it over her.
She smiled at him and whispered as if she was sleep-talking, "You finally came to see me?"
He did not speak, and she did not speak again.
In the noisy and chaotic night scene, there was an indescribable sense of tranquility and beauty between them.
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