Have No Chance To Look For Him

After the woman left, James felt that there was no abominable perfume around him, and the air seemed to have become fresher. However, he still felt unhappy in heart. But he asked for it. Of course, this was not because he refused to go out with the woman. Just like what she said, it was easy for him to have a woman to accompany him. As long as he wanted, he could sleep with famous models and popular actresses, let alone her who was not so beautiful. But, he didn't want to. He... He was not the kind of person who had no limits and principles. Sleeping with a woman whom he didn't love would make him sick. In that case, he was no different from a beast.  Fall in love with him at first sight? F*ck! Did she think that she could cheat him? Enduring the sorrow and helplessness in his heart, he raised his hand feebly to get the wine. Before he touched the bottle, he suddenly remembered that the woman had touched it. He withdrew his hand in disgust, feeling that his hands were dirty because he had just touched the woman's hair and shoulder. He asked for a few hot towels and wiped his hands carefully. Then he ordered two glasses of vodka. After drinking them, his throat was burning hot, but he was very satisfied because he began to feel a little dizzy. He paid the bill with his card, stood up, and wanted to leave. As soon as he left the chair, he staggered and almost lost his balance.  Seeing that James had paid the pill, and he could draw a huge percentage from the wines James bought, the waiter rushed out of the bar counter and supported James who was holding a stool and standing there. "Sir, are you okay?" James shook his head, "Yes." "You've drunk a lot. Why don't you let your friend pick you up?" James waved his hand and said, "There's... no need." After that, he thought in a self-mocking way, "Who can pick me up at this time? If others know I drink here because my wife ate the pills... I really can't afford to lose my face. Besides... should I let her pick me up? No! I can't do that. If she sees me like this, maybe she will laugh at me in her heart."  Forget it! He staggered out and couldn't care that much. He opened the car door and got into his car. Then, the car rushed out in a fast speed. James didn't know where to go. For a moment, he even wanted to go home. The places without her were all empty and he felt uncomfortable all over. At the thought of this, he laughed at himself and felt sad for himself. When did he become so humble? What was so good about her? She had done something wrong, but she hadn't even called him after such a long time. Maybe she was relieved because he had left. Why should he go back? Well, what was so good about her? He even defended her when someone else spoke ill of her! In his mind, he still thought that she could only be bullied by him... Ha-ha... He felt that he was extremely cheap and silly! He hated himself for being so softhearted, but he couldn't help but think of the sweetest moments when they were together. He thought of how she played with him, how she cooked for him, and how cutely she called his name. Besides, he thought of her lovely face when she didn't want to get up sometimes, her considerate look when she cared about him, and her shy face when they were having sex...    These were all real things. Whenever he thought of these, his heart softened. However, at the same time, he also had heart-wrenching pain.  If she didn't eat the pills, they would still be in deep love. How could they become like this? He grabbed the phone that he had casually thrown on the passenger seat to see if he had missed the phone call from her. He thought that if... she had called him during this period of time, even if she had just sent him a text message, he... would simply forgive her.  She didn't love him? It didn't matter. As long as she was still with him, she didn't need to love him and he could love her more. If she could feel his love and forget Theodore, that would be great. If she still couldn't fall in love with him, well... it was okay. He would love her, and they would live together for the rest of their lives, wouldn't they? Thinking like this, he swiped open the screen, but there was no missed call or message. He felt cold in heart at once. It seemed that the decisions he had made just now were just his wishful thinking.  James closed his eyes and gave a wry smile with disappointment, but then his face turned indifferent. Well, since it was just his wishful thinking, he might as well forget it. He wouldn't think about her anymore. If she didn't look for him that day, she could never have a chance to look for him again! He threw the phone on the passenger seat fiercely. He lifted his eyelids and looked at the road ahead, but he suddenly opened his eyes wide at that moment. A truck suddenly changed its way and rushed to him. James immediately turned the steering wheel reflexively after a moment of shock. "Bang!" The car hit a tree on the side of the road, and the bonnet was broken. At this moment, he saw smoke coming out of the engine. Inside the car, James stared at his front in a daze, only feeling a little pain in his forehead. It seemed that something wet and sticky was flowing out from his skin. He raised his hand and touched it. When he saw the blood, he did not panic. He just smiled bitterly.  When he smiled, he found that his chest also hurt slightly. It seemed that his chest had hit the steering wheel just now. After a while, he shook his head violently, pushed open the door, and got out of the car.  He staggered, but he didn't walk far. He just sat on the ground, leaned against the car with one leg straight and the other bent. He was depressed and powerless. He really had no strength anymore, and he didn't want to move at all. Fortunately, this was on the third ring road, and it was really late. He rushed into the green belt on the side of the road. There were many tall trees, so he was not easy to be found.  However, after a while, he felt not good at all. The blood on his forehead kept flowing, making his face very uncomfortable, and he couldn't stand the bloody smell. After a few minutes, he finally clutched onto the car and climbed up. Then he found his mobile phone with difficulty. Taking a deep breath, he turned on his phone and found a number. "You, come here and pick me up."