C217 (1/2)

He aimlessly went upstairs and entered the bedroom. The bedroom was still the same as it was in the morning. It was as clean and tidy as it was when he left, and the air was still filled with her scent.

He sat dejectedly on the bed, his eyes red, crying like a child.

A hoarse voice sounded in the room. Although she tried her best to suppress her crying, she still couldn't help it.

He didn't even know when the name ”Chen Huan” had entered his blood, making it impossible for him to part with her or remove her. Losing her was like losing his life.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his emotions and slowly went downstairs. Sitting at the dining table, he choked with sobs as he ate every dish she cooked. Even though the food had long since turned cold, he still ate more than half of it.

Ye Zichen wandered around the room in a daze. Her scent was everywhere. He was holding a bottle of wine as he walked, while drinking heavily on the sofa.

Only when one was drunk would one be able to feel the pain in their heart and temporarily forget that Yu Huan had already left.

After an unknown amount of time, the door creaked.

The man in the middle of the bottle stood up abruptly and ran towards the door with an excited expression on his face.

”Master, what's wrong?” The dark night stood by the door, looking at the person in front of him. Chu Yufeng's body reeked of alcohol. When he looked again, his eyes turned hollow, devoid of any color.

Chu Yufeng didn't say a word as he continued to sit on the sofa. He kicked the empty bottle to the side, picked up the remaining half bottle, and continued gulping down the remaining wine.

His posture did not seem like he was drinking at all. Instead, he was pouring wine into his stomach.

Hei Ye stood at the door in a daze. He was shocked by Chu Yufeng's posture. He still remembered that Chu Yufeng had lost control of himself in the early years.

At that time, the shadow was still alive, but he still remembered that it was for Yu Huan.

Then at this moment, it should be because of her, right?

Ye Zichen sighed deeply. He didn't know what to say when he saw the man drink so crazily, so he could only silently sit beside him and carefully put away the empty wine bottle.

Chu Yufeng was drunk. He lay on the sofa, dispirited and listless. He thought that the more he drank, the more he would forget about Yu Huan.

He temporarily stopped thinking about the fact that she had left, but why was he still so awake after drinking so much? Why did he know that Yu Huan had already left and was no longer here?

”I should have been happy. I could only survive if she left, but why is it that my heart hurts so much? She left, and it seems like she took away my heart as well.”

Chu Yufeng mumbled in a low voice, his eyes filled with pain.

”Yesterday, she said that she was a narrow-minded woman. Actually, I'm even more narrow-minded. I really want to keep her by my side and not let her walk away.”

”If she isn't with me, what should I do? What should I do?”

The soundless mumbling brought with it pain and even infinite sorrow. It was as if what had been lost was not a woman, but more like his own heart. It completely disappeared along with the departure of Yu Huan.

Hei Ye didn't know what to say to persuade him. Although this was the second time he saw Chu Yufeng in such a depressed state, he still didn't understand. Could love really make a rational person lose control?

He hadn't loved, didn't know, didn't know, but at this very moment, he had truly experienced Chu Yufeng's sadness. It was so intense, so strong that even a man like him would feel sad.

For the past few days, Chu Yufeng had been drunk every day. All the food on the table had been cleaned up by him, and he had to walk around every room every day.

He didn't fall asleep until he was too tired to move, but when he woke up the next day he was still drunk, thinking about her, thinking about her.

Dark Night, who was taking care of him, could not help but sigh. He only drank and did not eat everyday. If this continued, Chu Yufeng might really get sick.

In the room, the scent of Yu Huan became fainter and fainter, causing him to suddenly lose his sense of security. She looked at the sky with empty eyes, and missed her.

He missed the details of the two of them, their interactions.

Losing her was the most painful thing. If he lost her, it would be better to take away his life.

He cleaned up the wine bottle in the living room and heard a sound coming from the washroom. He hurried over just in time to see Chu Yufeng vomiting.

”Master, why are you doing this?” He sighed and carried Chu Yufeng to the hospital.

Xiao Ya and Hei Ye were guarding the door of the ward. Both of them had a solemn expression on their faces. The man in the ward had a dejected expression. His eyes were lifeless. Without any cleaning, his beard had grown out.

”How did he become like this?” Xiao Ya sighed and asked.

”I'm not too sure either. It seems like Master started torturing himself after Miss Yu Huan left.” Hei Ye explained helplessly, ”I drank all the way to my stomach. I believe that if Miss Yu Huan doesn't appear now, Master …”

He couldn't bear to look at the man in the ward again.