Chapter 420: The Man of Her Dreams Has Returned (3)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
She felt like her heart had been struck by a million needles; the intense pain made her breath catch in her throat . She reached out to grab at the nearest bottle of bottle and threw it down her throat .
Song Qingchun finished almost the whole bottle of white wine before slamming it down heavily on the table . She raised her head to glance toward the stage . The lady was still performing the same song, 'We Have All Been Forgotten', but instead of singing, she was now dancing to the beat .
Her dancing ability was much better than her singing . Her seductive moves lit the venue up, and wolf-whistles kept on coming from the crowd .
The laughing and cheering of the people around her amplified Song Qingchun's loneliness and sadness . At the time, she still had the clarity of mind to realize that if she continued to drink, it could get dangerous for a girl like her who was there all alone, without aid… However, despite her better judgement, she grabbed another bottle and continued drinking .
The sudden rush of wine made her cough . She bent over from coughing, and it was so violent that tears trickled out from her eyes .
No, I'm here to find happiness, to party! How can I be so useless and cry‽
Song Qingchun sat in her booth and mimicked the people around her; she forced herself to laugh, and a sad chuckle escaped from her lips . However, the more she laughed, the greater the desire to cry . The tears around the corner of her eyes glittered conspicuously, reflecting the strobing light at the club .
She raised her hand to wipe away her tears . She heard the chuckles that escaped her lips, and her tears continued to fall like a string of broken pearls .
This is horrible… I managed to do this five years ago when I promised to be a stranger to him, so why couldn't I do it now?
When she was chased out of his home, she had consoled herself with the fact that time would heal everything . She would be downcast for at most a few weeks, and then she would be her old self again . However, it had been two months, and the memories hadn't dissipated; if anything, they were more real and pronounced than before .
The worst thing was, when she saw him on the street earlier, she didn't feel any resentment toward him within her; the only thing she felt was surprise and joy from meeting again after such a long period of separation .
When they wrote down the contract, she had expected this ending . In fact, she wished for it, so she had no reason to blame him . It was her own fault for wanting a different ending .
However, he was so cold… like he had never been a part of her life at all, so cold that he wouldn't give her any more than that initial glance .
Song Qingchun finally lost control of her emotions . Her inhibitions were removed by the alcohol, and she collapsed on the table and started to wail .
The loud music smothered the sound of her crying; she couldn't even hear herself, which was probably for the best .
She was a picture of devastation, a complete contrast to the world of celebration and depravity around her .
Occasionally, people would pass her booth and glance at her . Most of them thought she was merely resting her head from drinking too much .
She wept for a very long time; it seemed like she was going to cry until the end of days . Many people passed her booth, there were men and women, but only a man in a black suit stopped before it .
Chapter 420 The Man of Her Dreams Has Returned 3 Translator Lonelytree Editor Millman97She felt like her heart had been struck by a million needles the intense pain made her breath catch in her throat . She reached out to grab at the nearest bottle of bottle and threw it down her throat . Song Qingchun finished almost the whole bottle of white wine before slamming it down heavily on the table . She raised her head to glance toward the stage . The lady was still performing the same song, We Have All Been Forgotten , but instead of singing, she was now dancing to the beat . Her dancing ability was much better than her singing . Her seductive moves lit the venue up, and wolf whistles kept on coming from the crowd . The laughing and cheering of the people around her amplified Song Qingchun s loneliness and sadness . At the time, she still had the clarity of mind to realize that if she continued to drink, it could get dangerous for a girl like her who was there all alone, without aid However, despite her better judgement, she grabbed another bottle and continued drinking . The sudden rush of wine made her cough . She bent over from coughing, and it was so violent that tears trickled out from her eyes . No, I m here to find happiness, to party How can I be so useless and cry Song Qingchun sat in her booth and mimicked the people around her she forced herself to laugh, and a sad chuckle escaped from her lips . However, the more she laughed, the greater the desire to cry . The tears around the corner of her eyes glittered conspicuously, reflecting the strobing light at the club . She raised her hand to wipe away her tears . She heard the chuckles that escaped her lips, and her tears continued to fall like a string of broken pearls . This is horrible I managed to do this five years ago when I promised to be a stranger to him, so why couldn t I do it now When she was chased out of his home, she had consoled herself with the fact that time would heal everything . She would be downcast for at most a few weeks, and then she would be her old self again . However, it had been two months, and the memories hadn t dissipated if anything, they were more real and pronounced than before . The worst thing was, when she saw him on the street earlier, she didn t feel any resentment toward him within her the only thing she felt was surprise and joy from meeting again after such a long period of separation . When they wrote down the contract, she had expected this ending . In fact, she wished for it, so she had no reason to blame him . It was her own fault for wanting a different ending . However, he was so cold like he had never been a part of her life at all, so cold that he wouldn t give her any more than that initial glance . Song Qingchun finally lost control of her emotions . Her inhibitions were removed by the alcohol, and she collapsed on the table and started to wail . The loud music smothered the sound of her crying she couldn t even hear herself, which was probably for the best . She was a picture of devastation, a complete contrast to the world of celebration and depravity around her . Occasionally, people would pass her booth and glance at her . Most of them thought she was merely resting her head from drinking too much . She wept for a very long time it seemed like she was going to cry until the end of days . Many people passed her booth, there were men and women, but only a man in a black suit stopped before it .