Chapter 393: The Hangover After Indulging
Mu Xichen looked at the debris on the ground silently.
“You said that you liked me, but your words mean nothing, right?”
He wanted to ask her the same question.
Her thoughts were all about Mu Donglin, and she even called his name when she was dreaming and in a coma.
At the same time, she was able to look at him affectionately and claim that she liked him… Her words were really meaningless.
Seeing that he was not moving, Li Beinian threw another empty bottle at him and screamed. “Get lost!”
Once again, she tried to expel him from her house mercilessly. Mu Xichen turned around quietly and did not say a word.
The door was open and then it was shut.
In less than two minutes, Li Beinian was alone again.
Forget it, just let it go.
It was over.
What should have ended, had ended.
Mu Xichen and Mu Donglin were both illusory dreams.
When she woke up tomorrow, it would be a new day.
However, she kept staring at the door and could not look away for a long time.
After some time, she laughed at herself, opened another bottle of beer, and finished it.
Li Beinian finished the two boxes of beer.
In the process, she went to the bathroom several times and vomited.
Initially, there was nothing in her stomach and she collapsed to the ground in discomfort. In the end, she did not know how she fell asleep.
In a daze, she felt like she could fly as her body was unbelievably light.
In her dream, Mu Xichen held her hand and walked across the square.
In front of her was a huge clock, and white doves were dancing in the sky. He held a red rose and stared at her affectionately as he said, “Marry me and let me take care of you from now on.”
People surrounding them started clapping and cheering. “Marry him! Marry him! Marry him!”
Mu Xichen looked at her expectantly and asked, “Are you willing?”
She lowered her head shyly, but before she could make a sound, she heard an explosive shout. “Get lost!”
It was her voice.
She told him to get lost.
She opened her eyes in the morning and was greeted by a blurry whiteness.
Images were overlapping and fuzzy, but she knew that she was still alive.
She was still on the 19th floor of Qing Shui Fu.
There was no square, white doves, roses, or Mu Xichen…
Despair and helplessness struck her. Li Beinian thought that her eyes had already dried up, but tears fell from her eyes again.
“I’m willing… I want to marry you… Ah Chen… Don’t go…”
However, no one heard it.
He had already left a long time ago.
…
When she woke up again, she realized that she was lying on her bed.
After an indulgent drinking session, it was inevitable that she had an unbearable hangover which gave her a throbbing headache.
She moved and groaned in pain.
She urgently needed to use the toilet.
She drank too much beer last night.
However, once she got off the bed, she realized she could not move an inch.
Her hair was in a mess, but it faintly smelled like shampoo.
Had she taken a shower?
Did she wash her hair?
Why did she have no recollection of it at all?
Her head hurt even more and Li Beinian couldn’t help but breathe deeply. After settling her immediate needs, she looked for some clothes to put on.
When she walked out, she smelled alcohol.
Seeing the sky, she realized that it was already evening.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone from the balcony and the whole living room was bright.
However, there was no vomit or empty beer bottles like she remembered in the living room.
It was spotless.
Just like someone had cleaned it all up.
No, someone had been here!
As if confirming her guess, a voice came from the kitchen. “Are you awake?”