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61. Who makes you never forget?

There is a strange scene in a French restaurant. The man is elegantly eating steak, while the woman is sipping wine.

A bottle of Lafite, except for two cups given to the man, the rest was drunk by this girl who was still wearing a school uniform.

The waiter looked at the blushing girl, and then at the man who said nothing. This was what the man should have said, but...

The waiter finally couldn't help it anymore and said, "Miss, although this wine is good, it is harmful to your health after all." The girl didn't eat a single bite of food, she only drank wine.

Di Xinran tried her best to open her eyes, which were already a little blurry, and smiled, "Thank you, you are a good person."

She smiled at the waiter, there were still good people in this world. But she wanted to get drunk, and if she couldn't avoid it tonight, she would rather do it when she was not sober.

"Another bottle of wine!" she asked the waiter.

The waiter looked at Gong Xuechou.

Gong Xuechou took out a gold card and handed it to the waiter, "Pay the bill."

The waiter took the gold card with relief and walked out quickly.

Di Xinran looked at the waiter walking away, got up and chased after him, "Bring me the wine!"

Her legs weakened and she fell straight to the floor.

There was no expected pain, and she fell into a warm embrace.

"If you want to drink, let's go home and drink." The man's cold voice sounded in his ears.

Di Xinran no longer had the ability to resist and allowed Gong Xuechou to hold her waist and leave the restaurant.

The slightly cold wind at night hit Di Xinran's body, causing her chaotic brain to wake up. She pushed Gong Xuechou away and shouted dissatisfied, "I can leave by myself."

With one step, what did you knock down?

Di Xinran looked quickly and saw that it was a little girl selling flowers. She looked to be about six or seven years old. The basket was buckled on the ground and flowers were scattered all over the ground.

Di Xinran helped the child up, feeling regretful in his heart, "I'm sorry, little sister, are you okay?"

The little girl stood up without looking at herself. She collected bunches of flowers scattered on the ground and said in a childish voice: "I'm fine. Uncle, please buy a bunch of flowers for this sister."

Gong Xuechou's face turned dark. What kind of seniority is this? He is an uncle and she is actually a sister.

The little girl packed up the flowers and did not dare to look at her uncle, who had a dark face. She turned to Di Xinran and said, "Sister, buy a bouquet of flowers. They are not expensive."

Her little hand handed a bouquet of roses to Di Xinran.

Di Xinran didn't answer it, but kept looking at the inconspicuous bunch of forget-me-nots in the flower basket.

The small blue flowers exuded a touch of melancholy, just like her now. "I want this bunch."

Di Xinran picked up the bunch of forget-me-nots, and when he turned back to take the money from his schoolbag, the man had already handed over a hundred-dollar bill.

"No need to look for it." His face was ashen as he pulled Di Xinran away.

Behind him was the clear voice of the little girl, "Thank you, uncle!"

Gong Xuechou put Di Xinran into the car, and Di Xinran sat obediently in the passenger seat, letting Gong Xuechou fasten her seat belt.

Her eyes were always locked on the flower in her arms, her fingers touching the five small blue petals and the faint yellow heart. She said nothing, just looking at it for a moment, as if she was immersed in her own world.

Gong Xuechou's fire keeps rising, and he knows the flower language of forget-me-not, which expresses the unswerving and unwavering love between lovers.

What kind of man made her so unforgettable? For that man, she could reject him and not see him!

Di Xinran didn't know how she got to Gong Xuechou's home. Her brain returned to normal only when she entered the apartment.

She hugged the flower and walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window. Her legs were too weak to stand, so she simply sat on the ground.

Gong Xuechou looked at her half-dead look and was completely irritated, "Tell me! Who is it that you can't forget!"

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