That Scapegoat

I took out a glass of wine that Qiu Yiran had never seen before. It was colorful and poisonous like a snake. After lying in bed for three years, when I woke up, I became the real daughter of the most wealthy family in the city who was eager to recognize her. Qiu Yiran pinched his fingertips as if to draw out some blood, and muttered in an almost inaudible voice: "I wonder if that method can be used again?" I asked with a silly smile: "What? Don't you want to try the cocktail I made?" Qiu Yiran: "I think! We were such good roommates back then, but because of the car accident, you didn't even come to my wedding. Now, you have to come over for a drink no matter what!" Qiu Yiran turned my second-generation rich boyfriend into hers from the bedside when I was in a vegetative state. She and my ex-boyfriend had a drink after getting married, and I drink with her again. Isn't this just a wedding for three people? None were left behind. It can be considered complete. Purpose: Everyone in this world has his own cage.