Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

After going upstairs, Ji Feng returned to his original seat under warm and questioning eyes.

He patted his warm hand gently to show that it was okay.

The autistic girl started eating again.

Returning to the dinner party, Mu Wanqiu took the initiative to sit across from Ji Feng and raised a glass of wine to Ji Feng.

Although it's just beer, the cup is pretty big.

Ji Feng had just drank with several other people, so it was naturally impossible for him to lose Mu Wanqiu's face at this time.

Before toasting, he reminded him out of good intentions:

"Drink less."

"What? Are you afraid that I will get drunk? My ability to drink is not normal now."

Ji Feng smiled slightly and did not answer the question, but changed the topic:

"I know it was your first time drinking alcohol that day in the old shopping district."

Ji Feng's words not only made Mu Wanqiu slightly stunned, but also Xu Ming and Zhang Chao felt a little strange.

Mu Wanqiu narrowed her eyes slightly:

"I never said anything about it."

"Because you were very clumsy at that time, with a poor drinking capacity and poor wine quality."

Ji Feng's sharp comments made Mu Wanqiu a little dissatisfied:

"My wine taste is bad? I'm afraid you're not trying to embarrass me, but now, have you made any progress?"

This time Ji Feng thought about it and gave another sharp comment:

"My drinking capacity is still very bad, and now I look like a stubborn alcoholic."

"Ahahaha!~"

Mu Wanqiu smiled, her eyebrows were beautiful, and she even raised her head from the warmth of eating.

Nuan Nuan glanced at Ji Feng and Mu Wanqiu, and seemed to feel something strange in the air. Between Mu Wanqiu and Ji Feng...

Nuan Nuan thought for a while, continued eating, and pretended to be dead.

This is not the first time she has done this kind of thing, she is very skilled.

And, she believes Monsoon can handle it.

"Stubborn Jiu Mengzi, is this a bad comment on me?"

"Just stating a fact."

Mu Wanqiu's eyes brightened, she poured herself another glass, and then gave it to Ji Feng:

“I don’t really like the taste of alcohol, but I do like the feeling of being tipsy.

All senses and touches are amplified, everything I see smiles, and everything I say sounds good.

Looking at the world with drunken eyes, everything is gentle. "

Picking up the glass of wine, Ji Feng returned the favor, enjoying the tipsiness brought by the beer.

"It's true. When you're drunk, it's romantic and comfortable. The wine glass contains today's emotions and tomorrow's expectations."

Mu Wanqiu's eyes were like autumn water, and she knew that Ji Feng would definitely be able to catch her words.

Ji Feng can understand her feelings, understand her meaning, and know the emotions she wants to express.

Unfortunately, he does not belong to himself.

Mu Wanqiu looked at Nuan Nuan and said to her heart that the world seemed unfair, but it also seemed fair.

The warm past is very tragic, but I can tell you directly as long as I think about you.

I have a happy family, parents who love her, and a good life, but when I miss you... I can only drink.

I am still too greedy and always want to get things that do not belong to me.

This kind of thinking sounds like idle moaning.

Thanks to being tipsy and drunk, Mu Wanqiu raised her glass again:

"OK, let's toast tomorrow."

"Respect tomorrow." Ji Feng also raised his hand.

After drinking, Ji Feng looked away from Mu Wanqiu and looked at the warmth around him.

Her warm eyes were crystal clear. She glanced at the wine glass in Ji Feng's hand and pursed her lips:

"What does wine taste like?"

"bitter."

"Bitter? Then why do you like it so much?"

"Because alcohol can make people feel tipsy and happy, just like staying up late, the night time can make people feel free."

"Can I try?"

Ji Feng still didn't pour wine for Wen Nuan. He shook his head and stretched out his hand to fill Nuan Nuan with a bowl of sweet soup:

"You don't have to drink when I'm here, and you're not allowed to drink when I'm not around."

"Okay." Nuan Nuan agreed directly.

The two did not lower their voices in their conversation, and everyone could hear it clearly, including Mu Wanqiu.

She originally thought that she understood Ji Feng's drunkenness.

Unexpectedly, Ji Feng would not let Nuan Nuan drink at all.

His attitude and requirements for warmth are fundamentally different from others.

"Hey, I'm going to get some air."

Mu Wanqiu stood up with a wry smile, while Ji Feng remained silent.

Xu Ming looked at the two of them.

He had watched Mu Wanqiu drink red wine and then beer before, and he was a little worried knowing that she had drank a lot between changing glasses.

As if he had decided something, he followed him.

……

Mu Wanqiu took the wine glass and came to the window on the other side.

When people are drunk and drunk, they like to talk, especially things they dare not say at ordinary times.

Just like Xu Ming who was following Mu Wanqiu.

He looked at the girl in front of him holding her chin, thinking about something.

Xu Ming also couldn't control his emotions. He touched Mu Wanqiu's arm:

"Late Autumn, I..."

Mu Wanqiu's eyebrows were curved, she showed a meaningful smile to Xu Ming, and raised her index finger to her mouth.

He took the initiative to interrupt Xu Ming who was about to speak:

"Shh, don't say it, otherwise we won't even be friends."

Xu Ming:......

Xu Ming was silent. He only felt a ringing in his ears.

Then there was a thumping sound in his ears, and it felt like someone was beating gongs and drums in his head.

His thoughts were as messy as a net, and he was like an insect struggling in the net. The more he struggled, the more urgent he became, until his heart ached faintly, and he gave up.

Xu Ming turned around, took a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake and stuffed it into his mouth, but the taste on the edge of the mouth was only bitter.

His liking is exactly the same as Mu Wanqiu's.

It's over before it even begins.

Perhaps it was because the two liked each other so much that the moment Xu Ming showed his look, Mu Wanqiu knew what he wanted to say.

She told Xu Ming not to say it, not only to warn Xu Ming, but also to warn herself.

As long as we don't say it out loud, we'll always be friends.

Xu Ming took a deep breath and looked up at Mu Wanqiu:

"This kind of liking seems to be a tragedy."

"How can it be a tragedy? Is autumn the tragedy of summer?"

Xu Ming was startled. He was not like Ji Feng, who could catch Mu Wanqiu's literary works every time, so he just shook his head slightly:

"This kind of love has no ending."

"Yes." Mu Wanqiu affirmed with a smile.

"Yes? What's the ending?"

"wait."

"Then?"

"No after."

Xu Ming was a little confused. He spread his hands and emphasized:

"I mean, what's the result of waiting? What is it?"

Mu Wanqiu quietly turned her head and looked at the person she liked and the girl clinging to him.