Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

He just remembered that after dinner, he was going to leave, and then there was no more.

This is the first time he has drank a broken piece, and he can't do this in the future.

"Squeak~"

He Zhiqiang heard the sound of the door and looked up at the door.

The next second, Yan Lihua came over with a basin of water.

"He Zhiqiang, you finally woke up. If you don't wake up again, I will throw you out."

Yan Lihua put the water basin by his feet, took out a wet towel from the water basin, wrung it dry and put it on his hand.

If He Zhiqiang never wakes up and keeps throwing up, her room will not want to live, it will be full of alcohol.

"I didn't do anything when I was drunk, did I?"

He Zhiqiang lost his focus for a moment, fell down on the bed again, looked down at his clothes and said.

"Done, you keep vomiting, do you feel comfortable in your stomach now?"

Yan Lihua took a step away from him and said to him.

No wonder her mother didn't like her father drinking.

She doesn't like the smell of alcohol after drinking, and what's more terrible is that she keeps throwing up!

"Spit? Lihua, I can't remember what happened after I left after dinner."

He Zhiqiang wiped his face with a wet towel, and said embarrassedly to her.

How much wine did he drink, he could drink him to pieces.

In the past, he never poured out a thousand cups!

But Yan Yanshan is the one who drank the most today. If he drinks like this, Yan Yanshan is worse than him!

"Ewha, how is uncle?"

He Zhiqiang asked her.

"It's not that good. My mother scolded him while cleaning him up. If I open the door, you can hear it."

Yan Lihua curled her lips and said to him.

His father is not as lucky as He Zhiqiang.

At least she didn't talk so much nonsense, but even if she said something, He Zhiqiang didn't remember it.

"Huh? Is uncle not allowed to drink at home?"

He Zhiqiang wiped his hands with a wet towel, looked at her and asked.

No way, Yan Yanshan took advantage of him to secretly drink the bar.

"Yes, I haven't seen my father drink a few times."

Yan Lihua looked at him, nodded, and said.

As long as she can remember, the number of times her father drank at home can be counted on one finger.

"No wonder, no wonder, uncle probably wanted to drink more while I was here, no wonder he kept drinking me."

He Zhiqiang thought everything through and nodded.

Yan Lihua nodded half-understanding, took the wet towel in his hand, put it in the basin, scrubbed it, and wrung it dry again.

"Didn't I wash my face already?"

He Zhiqiang looked at the wet towel in front of him suspiciously.

Didn't he wipe his face and hands just now?

"Wipe it again, wipe it again, how can it be clean?"

Yan Lihua looked at him with a bit of disgust and said.

"Yes Yes Yes."

He Zhiqiang finished speaking weakly, took the towel and wiped it again.

In this way, he repeated it three times, exactly three times.

Only then did Yan Lihua leave with the basin in her hand in satisfaction.

He sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, and then slowly stood up. This time, he felt his legs strengthened. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Li Min's angry scolding outside.

"Damn old man, don't drink if you can't drink, look at you throwing up..."

He Zhiqiang was a little embarrassed, should he go out or not?

It's okay if you don't go out, anyway, just lie down for a while, and you can have dinner at night.

After Yan Lihua was carrying the washbasin, she fell in the yard, then went back to the house and saw He Zhiqiang lying on her bed.

All she could think about was whether she wanted her quilt or not?

The moment He Zhiqiang lay down, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

Yan Lihua held his forehead while watching, walked over to help him tuck the corner of the quilt.

She sat quietly by the bed, looking at He Zhiqiang's sleeping face.

Her boyfriend is really handsome. Apart from being handsome, he is also very good in other aspects.

She can't let him drink in the future, and her tired arms are still sore.

The more Yan Lihua watched him, the more she liked him, her posture changed from sitting beside the bed to lying on the bed to watch him.

......

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom..."

He Zhiqiang heard the knock on the door, frowned and wanted to reach out to pull the quilt up, but he touched something soft.

He opened his eyes instantly, what the fuck?

As soon as He Zhiqiang opened his eyes, he saw Yan Lihua's face magnified several times.

He quickly covered his mouth to prevent the next second from yelling.

What's going on here?

He remembered that Yan Lihua brought him a basin of water to wash his face, and then he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

Could it be that everything before was a dream?

what was supposed to happen happened

He Zhiqiang gently pulled the quilt away, and looked under the quilt.

Why didn't you do anything? !

Why are the clothes all on him? !

Sleeping on a quilt and doing nothing?

It's too much of a mistake to drink, isn't it?

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Ewha, Zhiqiang, are you alright?"

Li Min's voice came from outside the door, and He Zhiqiang didn't dare to think too much, so he quickly pushed Yan Lihua's shoulder.

If he doesn't wake up, when Li Min comes over later, he will be speechless!

The point is that he didn't do anything!

"Don't push me, I'll sleep later."

Yan Lihua said something in a daze, then turned around and continued to sleep.

"Lihua Lihua, get up quickly, your mother is coming."

He Zhiqiang lifted the quilt, pushed her hard, and shouted softly.

This is when every second counts.

"No rush, I'm sleepy."

Yan Lihua didn't even open her eyes, she reached out and patted He Zhiqiang's hand suddenly, and said.

"Snapped!"

This slap made He Zhiqiang a little conscious, unable to react.

I'll go, this little girl is really ruthless.

Fortunately, this slap was on his hand, if it hit his face, wouldn't there be red marks immediately?

"Lihua Lihua, get up and have dinner."

He Zhiqiang didn't think it would work this way, so he tried another method.

"What? Eat?"

Yan Lihua rubbed her hands and sat up from the bed.

He Zhiqiang took a step back in fright. If he had a heart attack, he would have died immediately.

"Ewha, get up quickly, your mother is calling for you to open the door."

He Zhiqiang got off the bed in a hurry and said to him.

While speaking, he lowered his head and straightened his wrinkled clothes.

"My mother is looking for me?"

Yan Lihua yawned and asked with a puzzled expression.

Before He Zhiqiang could speak, he heard the sound of the door opening.