Today's Pei Xichun was particularly strange, at least Zhang Zhenyuan felt that way.
He wasn't going to drink, he swore.
But now he is fighting with Pei Xichun. Whoever loses will drink tons of beer. Zhang Zhenyuan is very good at drinking, mainly because he always loses in fighting, and he will soon become the one lying on the ground.
zhangzhenyuanGood... good brother.
Pei Xichun laughed and cried, why is Zhang Zhenyuan so good at drinking.
The wind at night was very cool, she was holding a can of beer and leaning on the balcony. After drinking, the girl's eyes were sparkling and charming.
peixichunThis atmosphere is too suitable for sadness.
peixichunI'm going to sing to you to love you even if you die.
zhangzhenyuanNo... well, love without dying.
peixichunNot dead I don't love.
zhangzhenyuanWell, I'll... send you a specimen tomorrow.
zhangzhenyuanYou sure love.
These were the last words he said before he lost consciousness.
Zhang Zhenyuan slept on the sofa, holding a can in his hand. The sofa was full of beer that had been opened, and more than half of it had entered the man's stomach.
peixichunWould you like to listen to what you're saying.
Seeing that the man stopped talking, Pei Xichun took another sip of beer. The phone on the table stopped ringing. She picked up her phone and stroked, and Wang Junkai made forty-seven calls.
Seeing the unread text message, she clicked in.
It's Liu Yaowen.
liuyaowen[Do you miss me? Pei Xichun.]
She smiled, and sure enough, it will always be Liu Yaowen's style.
peixichun[Thinking about it.]
Pei Xichun replied with only two words and put the phone back in her pocket. She couldn't drag the tall Zhang Zhenyuan, so she could only give him a blanket. She carried the unfinished beer back to her room.
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She lay on the bed and looked at the bright moon outside the window for half an hour. The wine made her slightly drunk, but she was still not sober enough.
Pei Xichun bit her arm, and the pain didn't make her feel any better.
peixichunI'm like, really not...
The words she muttered to herself were even a little uncertain. At the moment when no one saw it, the crystal clear tears stored in the corners of Pei Xichun's eyes and flowed into the ends of Pei Xichun's hair.
When the phone rang, she took a look. She thought it was Wang Junkai, but it turned out to be Liu Yaowen.
peixichunGood evening, Master Liu.
She fought hard, and her little hand wiped away a handful of tears.
peixichunDidn't I answer you just now?
liuyaowenHa... it's so hard to say that you miss me.
liuyaowenDid you just lie to me?
The man paused, his voice low.
peixichunMiss you, miss your mother.
When he finally heard the answer that satisfied him, Liu Yaowen couldn't help but chuckle on the other end of the phone.
Pei Xichun fumbled for a long time to find the switch of the light, and got out of bed barefoot to open the door. The man was dusty and looked a little anxious to come back. Liu Yaowen, who was lined with a black coat, had a good figure, and his slightly messy hairstyle added a hint of beauty.
peixichunLiu, Liu Yaowen?
She looked at the page she was talking to, then looked at Liu Yaowen in front of her, rubbed her eyes hard, and thought she was drinking too much.
liuyaowenGreat smell of alcohol.
liuyaowenDid you know that Pei Xichun.
liuyaowenBecause you miss me, I ran two red lights.
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-chenzhou-Can't sleep, get up and put the text code.
-chenzhou-Go to bed early.