Chapter 2
It turned out that she was a fool who had been fooled and thought that one day she could get married with Shen Hanjun!
Shen Hanjun looked at her crazy posture and tightened her eyebrows. "Manrou, you go out first. Don't move your breath. I'll have a good talk with ya Rong."
Su manrou wipes away her tears, looks provocatively at Shen Hanjun where she can't see him, and then walks out of the room slowly, holding her waist.
She knew that Shen would do as planned.
The door closed and there were only two people left in the room.
Song Yarong full of red blood eyes, closely staring at the man in front of him, "is it true?"
"Manrou has a serious heart disease and is still pregnant with a child. Yarong, you can see that manrou is so pitiful and gentle. She shouldn't suffer from such torture." Shen Hanjun was also in pain when he said this.
Song Yarong is his childhood sweetheart. He has always been his sister. In this situation, he is the one who suffers most. Song Yarong should be considerate of him.
Song Ya Rong laughed, mixed with tears and blood, "she shouldn't suffer such torture, then I should!"
"I..." don't open your eyes.
Song Yarong never thought he was so ridiculous, laughing that he only saw this pair of dog men and women now!
"Yarong, I owe you. I'll pay it back in the next life." Shen Hanjun opened his mouth difficultly, then picked up a glass of water on the table and poured it into her mouth with his eyes closed.
"Well..." her mouth was forced to open, and the sour liquid flowed along her throat, along with her stupid feelings.
Consciousness gradually blurred, the two faces in front of her were ferocious, and then it seemed as if the door had been opened and a crowd of people in white clothes had poured in.
"What are you doing? Do it now!"
Poof, it's the sound of the knife penetrating into the body. The unbearable pain is sweeping over. The pale face is full of sweat. The consciousness gradually dissipates in the two trance faces
……
The music in her ear is popping, and the eardrum of the person is aching. Song Yarong takes a breath and holds her hand in her forehead. She feels dizzy with pain.
Open your eyes and have fun.
Men and women hugged each other and danced wildly on the dance floor, exuding the heat of youth.
Is this... Heaven?
Song Yarong opens her eyes in a daze. She clearly remembers that the scalpel pierced her heart. She still remembers the pain.
"Yarong, what are you doing? The last single night before marriage should be a carnival. Come and have another drink!"
An arm on her neck, along the tattoo arm to see the past, only to see a short haired girl will be in front of her glass, blindly to persuade wine.
Red wine in the colorful lights, flashing the light of the enchantment.
"Jiajia?" She looked at the girl in front of her, with a hoarse voice and an unbelievable cry.
The girl named Jiajia thought she didn't drink, and without saying a word, she poured the glass into her mouth.
Liquor spread in the mouth, from the throat all the way down to the stomach, burning hot feeling and impact clearly told her that this is not a dream!
She's... Reborn!
Rebirth is the day before marriage. Tomorrow I will marry Shen Hanjun!
"Are you dizzy after drinking? Why are you in a daze? Go to the bathroom to wash and come back to drink. There are still 12 hours left before you get married. Why don't you know how to enjoy being single, fool!"
Song Yarong was abandoned, and the joy of rebirth almost buried her. The day before her marriage, she and Su manrou and their friends came to the bar to hold a bachelor party. Now she is not married, so it's still time!
By the way... Su manrou!
The hatred in her eyes almost diffused. She used all her strength to save her anger in her chest. She patted her face and found that her face was very hot. She didn't know how many cups she had drunk.
Her drinking capacity is not good, not to mention being strongly poured by her friends.
In her previous life, because of a hangover, she almost missed the best time to get married and was scolded by her father. Shen Hanjun spoke specially for her. She was so tender and considerate that she didn't know how much she loved her.
It's a pity... Everything is a fake!
Song Yarong straightens her mind, turns away from the dance floor and goes to the nearby bathroom. She feels dizzy and wants to vomit. She feels the position of the bathroom with her reason, turns on the cold water and rushes to her face.
Shen Hanjun looked at her crazy posture and tightened her eyebrows. "Manrou, you go out first. Don't move your breath. I'll have a good talk with ya Rong."
Su manrou wipes away her tears, looks provocatively at Shen Hanjun where she can't see him, and then walks out of the room slowly, holding her waist.
She knew that Shen would do as planned.
The door closed and there were only two people left in the room.
Song Yarong full of red blood eyes, closely staring at the man in front of him, "is it true?"
"Manrou has a serious heart disease and is still pregnant with a child. Yarong, you can see that manrou is so pitiful and gentle. She shouldn't suffer from such torture." Shen Hanjun was also in pain when he said this.
Song Yarong is his childhood sweetheart. He has always been his sister. In this situation, he is the one who suffers most. Song Yarong should be considerate of him.
Song Ya Rong laughed, mixed with tears and blood, "she shouldn't suffer such torture, then I should!"
"I..." don't open your eyes.
Song Yarong never thought he was so ridiculous, laughing that he only saw this pair of dog men and women now!
"Yarong, I owe you. I'll pay it back in the next life." Shen Hanjun opened his mouth difficultly, then picked up a glass of water on the table and poured it into her mouth with his eyes closed.
"Well..." her mouth was forced to open, and the sour liquid flowed along her throat, along with her stupid feelings.
Consciousness gradually blurred, the two faces in front of her were ferocious, and then it seemed as if the door had been opened and a crowd of people in white clothes had poured in.
"What are you doing? Do it now!"
Poof, it's the sound of the knife penetrating into the body. The unbearable pain is sweeping over. The pale face is full of sweat. The consciousness gradually dissipates in the two trance faces
……
The music in her ear is popping, and the eardrum of the person is aching. Song Yarong takes a breath and holds her hand in her forehead. She feels dizzy with pain.
Open your eyes and have fun.
Men and women hugged each other and danced wildly on the dance floor, exuding the heat of youth.
Is this... Heaven?
Song Yarong opens her eyes in a daze. She clearly remembers that the scalpel pierced her heart. She still remembers the pain.
"Yarong, what are you doing? The last single night before marriage should be a carnival. Come and have another drink!"
An arm on her neck, along the tattoo arm to see the past, only to see a short haired girl will be in front of her glass, blindly to persuade wine.
Red wine in the colorful lights, flashing the light of the enchantment.
"Jiajia?" She looked at the girl in front of her, with a hoarse voice and an unbelievable cry.
The girl named Jiajia thought she didn't drink, and without saying a word, she poured the glass into her mouth.
Liquor spread in the mouth, from the throat all the way down to the stomach, burning hot feeling and impact clearly told her that this is not a dream!
She's... Reborn!
Rebirth is the day before marriage. Tomorrow I will marry Shen Hanjun!
"Are you dizzy after drinking? Why are you in a daze? Go to the bathroom to wash and come back to drink. There are still 12 hours left before you get married. Why don't you know how to enjoy being single, fool!"
Song Yarong was abandoned, and the joy of rebirth almost buried her. The day before her marriage, she and Su manrou and their friends came to the bar to hold a bachelor party. Now she is not married, so it's still time!
By the way... Su manrou!
The hatred in her eyes almost diffused. She used all her strength to save her anger in her chest. She patted her face and found that her face was very hot. She didn't know how many cups she had drunk.
Her drinking capacity is not good, not to mention being strongly poured by her friends.
In her previous life, because of a hangover, she almost missed the best time to get married and was scolded by her father. Shen Hanjun spoke specially for her. She was so tender and considerate that she didn't know how much she loved her.
It's a pity... Everything is a fake!
Song Yarong straightens her mind, turns away from the dance floor and goes to the nearby bathroom. She feels dizzy and wants to vomit. She feels the position of the bathroom with her reason, turns on the cold water and rushes to her face.
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