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She instantly stopped crying Verge, the man stood, stared at her for a moment before strode around the table, went to her side and sat down.
He first shook her hand away the bottle, gently put aside before grabbed her shoulders, her a hug into the arms.
Voices around, dim light on the deck, his quiet and silent holding her, she leaned against his arms, a gently vibrate, prompting him could not help but raised his hand and gently pat pat her back.
After a long time, he pulled her out of his arms.
He looked down and saw her crying eyes were red nose, his face covered with tears, long eyelashes are wet da da stick together, it looks to be more pathetic how pathetic.
He gently sigh, like a helpless, like a distressed, then he raised his hands, cupped her face with fingers on her face with tears and snot careful gentle rub away.
That his hands are pretty rare earth, slender fingers, joints clear, from what about the action, can make people feel a delicate care and sympathy and affection.
After he wiped her face, he fell on the fingertips on her forehead wound, his action is very gentle checked that determine nothing serious, begins his pocket and pulled out a piece of alcohol wipes, to her disinfect wounds disappeared, homeopathy has been wound around her will dry rub of blood completely.
His hands finally fell on her head, parked for a long time, only to clasp her head, gently raise, then down, directed at her brow was stamped with a shallow faint kiss, and then release she stood up and left.
He left about a minute, Song Qingchun sitting on the deck, and suddenly it snuffling, touch from her bag out of the phone, her head bowed, in the above press for a while, sending a message out : [I MIX, drunk, can you come pick me up? ]
Wait until SMS is successful, she will turn the phone back into the bag.
......
Song Qingchun blinked, looked at the front of the performance hall has changed the program, brow wrinkled up tightly.
Probably drinking sake, her brain a bit slow, stunned for a moment of God, but only where the wrong reaction.
She obviously just lying on the table crying ah, how now even sat up straight in watching the show?
She rolled her eyes puzzled gaze falls on will be determined on the table, looking at the bottle, leaving only less than a third of the wine, brow wrinkled worse.
If she did not remember correctly, she should just hold this bottle of wine, how now it has been put so far from her?
Really scary ...... Does she drink high ......
Song Qingchun a rhetorical question last word is yet to issue their own heart, she remembered something like, like, suddenly raised his hand and touched his face.
Is dry, there is no wet with tears feeling ......
She's like a vaguely understand what the rub suddenly sat up on the deck, Lin Zhaobao, the pace of some instability directed stumbled to the bathroom and ran.
She almost threw himself in front of the stage wash their hands, she looked in the mirror, eyes wide open carefully looked at from his face.Delicate white skin, without any tears, and even blood on the forehead, also disappeared completely.
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