Love is Like Strong Wine, Sealing the Throat

After leaving the private room, I looked at John.

"Break up."

Without hesitation, I turned around, pushed the door open, and left, isolating myself from the sound of glass breaking behind me.

As soon as I closed the door, I lost the composure I'd just forced myself to have.

After staying up all night filming and falling into the cold water, I could feel the heat on my forehead without touching it.

When one's body was weak, it was easy for one to think about emotions.

John's indifferent expression, and the way he was making out with someone else, all irritated me.

I leaned against the door of the club and waited for my assistant to pick me up.

It was also on such a night that I was surrounded by at the dinner party. After I rushed out of the private room, they were still chasing me.

I suddenly found that there was something wrong with the wine I drank, and a strange feeling rushed straight to my brain.

My vision was blurred, and the whole world was spinning.

In a panic, I grabbed the hem of someone's clothes, and the man who was surrounded stopped in his tracks.

He looked at me for a long time. For some reason, the people behind him didn't dare to approach me.

I noticed his gaze scanning my face.

After a while, he squatted down on one knee and held my wrist.

"What?"

The alcohol had intoxicated my rationality. I felt that the pair of eyes I was looking at were a little familiar.

"Take me away."

I didn't beg him. I just said three words.

The man lowered his eyes and dismissed the people who tried to step forward.

He held my waist with one hand to support me.

"Alright."

He didn't ask anything.

Everything that happened afterward seemed to be natural.

To cope with the family's forced marriage, John came to me.

"Be my girlfriend."

"Help me deal with my family."

Just like when I said 'take me away', I didn't hesitate this time.

"Alright."

But in the end, I, an actress, made it real.

Step by step, I approached him and fell in love with him.

John accepted me crossing the line and silently allowed me to get closer.

I thought that after getting along with him day by day, he would soon marry me.

I didn't expect the end of the story to come so quickly.

"She's just an actress."

I smiled self-deprecatingly. Those people who looked at me when I entered the room seemed to have mistaken me.

So that's what the people around him think of me.

I would never allow myself to condescend to like him, to lose my self-respect.

I stood up straight. My assistant sent me a message saying that the car was rear-ended on the road.

I shook my dizzy head and frowned to comfort her.

It had already rained heavily outside, so I tidied up my clothes.

A group of people rushed out of the club, and soon a car stopped at the door.

The crowd stood in front of the car door, and their faces were full of fear.

The manager personally opened the back door and held the umbrella.

A pair of leather shoes stepped out of the car, and a tall and straight figure stepped out.

The edge of the black umbrella covered most of the man's face.

I didn't have time to care about others. I just felt it was too noisy.

The next second, I felt dizzy.

I couldn't stand still.

I thought to myself, "Fortunately, I didn't faint in the private room. Otherwise, John would laugh at me."

I thought I was going to fall to the hard ground, but I didn't expect to fall into a hug.

The scent of the snow pine tree rushed into my nose, along with a little tipsy.

In a trance, I saw a man.

He half-knelt, put his arms around my waist, and held me in his arms.