Back in the school days, everyone thought Xia Yangyang was his woman.
During that time, people always mentioned her in front of him.
Any matter, there was always this inclination to bring the two of them together.
Thinking back now, that period was simultaneously sweet and a struggle.
It felt like an elusive, fleeting happiness.
Gu Zhaohan just felt that the happiness he had then was stolen, and the same was true for the present.
Gu Zhaohan opened the door and entered the house.
He did not take Xia Yangyang to the bedroom.
Instead, he tidied up the couch and laid Xia Yangyang down upon it.
"Water…"
Xia Yangyang muttered incoherently.
Gu Zhaohan quickly poured a glass of water for Xia Yangyang.
Then he helped her up to drink.
But while drinking, Xia Yangyang vomited again.
She vomited right onto the carpet in front of the couch.
Gu Zhaohan suddenly felt immense regret.
Knowing she could not handle her liquor,
Still, he watched her drink so much without stopping her.
