Beijing.
In a quiet corner of a certain bar, the two female leads of Little Joy were drinking desperately while the other was trying to persuade them to drink.
"Wenjie, how could Yingzi do this to me? What was Xiaomeng thinking when she went on vacation without telling Qiao Weidong and me? Even if you want to relax before the third year of high school starts, it should be with me.”
"Teacher Song, the child didn't mean anything else. You're thinking too much.”
"How could I be thinking too much? If I'm her biological mother, then what is Xiaomeng to her? She was an ingrate when she tried to get close to Little Dream!”
The more Song Qian spoke, the angrier and more aggrieved she became. She raised her fair and long neck and took another gulp.
"Teacher Song, we can't drink like this anymore. We can't ruin our bodies like this.”
Tong Wenjie tried to persuade Song Qian to stop drinking.
"Yingzi doesn't even care about me, her biological mother. What's the point of me living?”
Song Qian felt a chill run down her spine." Qiao Weidong is also not a good person. He's already divorced, yet he still came to provoke us.”
"Every family has their own difficulties. When the child grows up, he will naturally understand you.”
Tong Wenjie comforted Song Qian gently.
"Yingzi can't differentiate between good and bad. I'm so aggrieved as a mother to treat me like this.”
Song Qian complained," Wenjie, your Fang Yuan can't just lie low at work. Didn't you plan to bring your nephew to the capital to study? There are so many places to spend money in the future."”
"Sigh, don't mention it. How many times have I told him that he wouldn't listen? He said that his body was his and he couldn't fight. If I break it, I'll be a widow…"
Tong Wenjie said gloomily.
She was too embarrassed to finish her sentence. She was no different from a widow now.
Fang Yuan could not take it anymore.
Thinking of this, Tong Wenjie stopped persuading Song Qian and drank with her.
Just as the two of them were about to get drunk, a crisp and pleasant voice sounded.
A crisp and clear voice rang in their ears, and they were instantly excited.
The voice was like the sound of nature, suppressing the alcohol that surged up in an instant.
Song Qian and Tong Wenjie immediately looked at the center of the bar.
He saw a tall and handsome young man holding a guitar and singing by himself…
"I don't dare to look back."
"I look around and secretly like it unnaturally.”
"I can't sit still when I'm secretly chatting with you.”
"Trying to say good night is so empty and sad.”
"Lower your head and mutter."
"His preference for you is too blatant.”
"The Clown, who is spinning in circles, is constantly sad.”
"It's so embarrassing and difficult to leave regrets in vain.”
"Relieved, lazy, happy, after time has dried up, you and I have nothing to do with each other.
"What should I do if I don't have an answer? I can't stand it when I lie to myself.”
"Condoned, liked, hated, spoiled, and tired!”
"They are slowly dimming!"
"Indulging, willful, casual, presumptuous, easily!”
"Turn all the joy upside down!"
"You shouldn't be too soft-hearted, not bold, too rigid, and not decisive!”
" Playing around without restraint..."
Song Qian and Tong Wenjie were mesmerized as they listened. The experiences of their youth surfaced in their minds.
When they faced the person they liked back then, they did not know the other party's state of mind. They were also at a loss…The young man on the stage was singing about their youthful years when they sprouted love.
"You're silly. You're already crying.”
Tong Wenjie's passion surged as she listened. She realized that Song Qian was even more excited than her.
"If only I were a little older. I think I would be presumptuous once, but unfortunately, I'm too young to do it.”
Song Qian stared at the young man without blinking, feeling regretful.
If he was a little older, she would have dared to strike up a conversation with him.
"Teacher Song, you're in love. You're really bold.”
"He's still a child. Even if you're shameless, is Yingzi willing to find such a young stepfather?”
Tong Wenjie teased.
However, she understood Song Qian. They were both at the age of wolves and tigers. How could she not want to?
"I'm free now. It's my freedom to be with anyone. Qiao Weidong doesn't care!”
Song Qian said proudly.
"Then go ahead and eat that young man tonight!”
Tong Wenjie teased,
At this moment, her phone rang.
"Teacher Song, I have to go. Fang Yuan's father is hospitalized. I have to go and take a look.”
After the call, Tong Wenjie and Song Qian left the bar.
As soon as Tong Wenjie left, Song Qian didn't stay any longer.
Drunken eyes went to pay the bill…
……
Cao Qing left the bar and was about to hail a taxi back when a figure suddenly appeared beside her.
Before he could react, the other party crashed into his arms.
"Song Qian?"
Just as Cao Qing was hugging the drunk Song Qian, a mechanical voice sounded in her mind.
"Beep. The Happy Life Choice System has been successfully activated and a random mission has been triggered.”
" Option 1: Escort Little Joy's female lead, Song Qian, back safely to avoid being picked up by the corpse pickers.”
[Reward 1: 100,000 in cash.]
[Reward 2: Points 20 (Can be used for trading after the System Store opens)]
" Option 2: Give up on escorting Song Qian. Even if her corpse is picked up, it has nothing to do with the host.”
[Reward 1: A Heart of Stone Badge (Badge Effect: Heartless and unloving, all good deeds have nothing to do with me.）
……
"Damn you, you're finally here. I thought I'd have to wait forever.”
Cao Qing saw the system descend.
He immediately smiled.
When the countdown timer for the mission selection was about to end, he made a decisive choice.
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