Drunk in love

Part 13

Song Juhan's hand hung at his side, gradually clenched, why did he block a word and could not continue, yes, his request for what reason, is not this, this is what he said himself... He said in a vicious voice, "If you have this realization, it is good."

"Yes." He's expression calmly showed no trace of emotion: "After all, this is my only advantage." Song Juhan

got up, kicked open the gift bag next to the sofa, grabbed his coat and left.

"Ju Han." Why bowed his head and stopped him.

Song Juhan turned his head to look at him, his eyes cold.

"You said you were going to give me a birthday present, you want anything, does it count?"

Song Juhan did not speak.

He raised his head, his pupils were pitch black, as deep as a pool of stagnant water: "I said I want you to accompany me today."

Song Ju smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "My appearance costs eighty thousand a minute, and you can't afford to pay for two hours with you, you have to be really empty, find a stick." He clenched

his fists, and his facial features were extremely stiff. <

Song Juhan turned around and left.

The moment the door was slammed down, he jumped up from the sofa, kicked the heavy coffee table to the ground, and kicked several times with hatred, and the instep of his foot hurt, and he was completely unaware. He gasped heavily, his chest rose and fell violently, the whole person was a little confused, and finally he felt that the sky was spinning, so he had to sit down with his head in his arms.

Are the leads going to burn to the head...

Why did a self-deprecating smile rise on his lips.

If...... If Song Juhan had shown the worst side in front of him at the beginning, would he have planted it without hesitation? No, he would stay away, he would always treat Song Juhan as an unreachable star, with attention so far away from the earth to the starry sky, nothing more, and only when the stars were so far away, he would not be impressed by the light.

But there is no if.

After drinking the wine, I know that it is poisonous, and what is the use? Poison into the bone, immortal medicine is difficult to redeem.

Why did he lie down weakly on the couch, looking at the familiar ceiling, memories rolling like clouds, constantly emerging.

Six years ago, while he was interning and writing his thesis, Song Juhan, as an honorary alumnus, attended the dinner of their school's bicentennial celebration. He knew that Song Juhan had returned to China, but he did not expect that Song Juhan would participate in such a simple banquet, at that time he was dirty and stupid, where did he know the packaging strategy of creating a positive energy image, and simply felt that Song Juhan still had his alma mater in his heart, and people were really good. <

He was a full scholarship honor student and a student representative at the banquet, so the two met again in the background.

After many years, he couldn't forget the scene when he saw Song Juhan again.

Their school is a first-class school in China, and the newly built auditorium can accommodate 3,000 people, but in order to trace the past and the present, the school leaders chose to hold a celebration in the auditorium at the beginning of the school. The auditorium was an antique of their school's lofty status, representing the long and thick history of the whole school, well maintained, but it was old, the backstage was simple, there was no separate lounge, so a set of tables and chairs was arranged in the corner, Song Juhan was surrounded by four bodyguards, an agent and an assistant, and the backstage door was still guarded by the students' union, forbidding any unrelated personnel to enter. At that time, Song Juhan had already emerged in the domestic entertainment industry, and in order to avoid riots, fans who came to see him were directly stopped outside the school gate.