If There Was An If

Song Weiwei didn't interrupt the rest of the party.

She leaned on the railing of the large balcony and looked at the red lights of the city which converged like a galaxy of stars. The bustling city was charming and made her unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

In the past, Song Weiwei also liked to look at the night scenery. At that time, she was mostly confused and didn't know what she wanted to do in the future.

But now, her confusion was filled with fear.

She did not want to turn into something that Song Yaoyao hated...

...

"Ugh..."

Huo Ningxi had drunk a lot that night and vomited once in the bathroom. At that moment, his footsteps were unsteady and his eyes were slightly red.

He staggered over and almost bumped into Song Weiwei.

"Are you okay?"

Song Weiwei wanted to help him up, but the next moment, Huo Ningxi moved aside as if he was still conscious and took the initiative to avoid her.