Idol and school grass are at the same table

It is rare to come out to play together, and everyone is naturally very happy.

A few people can basically talk, and the atmosphere of just chatting together is too hot.

After eating for a while, everyone was not very hungry, and a few people chatted and ate slowly.

Chen Xuan babbled for a long time, feeling a little thirsty, he held a cup and said to Qin Yang who was close, "Pour me some."

"No more." Qin Yang poured out the last point, looked at the crowd, "What else do you want?"

The few people were chatting happily, and there was no time to talk to him, "You should watch it."

Qin Yang looked at the phone menu for a while, and was about to speak when Chen Xuan, who was separated from him, suddenly came over.

Chen Xuan bent over and supported his chair with one hand, "Have you chosen yet?"

Qin Yang was taken aback, and pushed the phone towards him, "Not yet, what do you want?"

"I have a suggestion." Chen Xuan looked at him mysteriously, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted at the others, "How about we order some bottles of wine?"

As soon as Chen Xuan finished yelling, the people who were chatting happily stopped.

This age is the time when I am curious about these things, and I want to try these "adults can only touch" things.

Several people looked at each other and agreed with the proposal.

Even the two girls, although they didn't say it, they could see the expectation in their expressions.

Qin Yang actually had some concerns, but seeing a few people like this, and being pushed by Chen Xuan again, he gritted his teeth and ordered.

Qin Yang put down his phone after clicking, and glanced at Shen Zhixing beside him, "Brother Xing, you must be a good drinker, right?"

Shen Zhixing raised his head slowly, squinted at him and smiled, "What do you think?"

Qin Yang was suddenly a little embarrassed by his unpredictable eyes.

The school bully is well-known, how could he be someone who can't drink?

"Hey, I'm really talking nonsense, you must be very good at drinking." He smiled awkwardly, then turned his gaze to Ji Ting on the other side of Shen Zhixing, "Brother Ting must be very good too."

Ji Ting had almost finished eating and was playing with his mobile phone. Hearing this, he shook his head, "I can't drink much."

Qin Yang obviously didn't believe it, "Brother Ting, don't be so modest."

"Afraid they'll pour you over?" Shen Zhixing leaned back and put his hands on the back of his chair, "Don't worry, if you really can't, I'll drink it for you."

Ji Ting put down his phone and glanced at him, but he said to several other people, "Be careful, how can you go home smelling of alcohol?"

The wine was served very quickly, and several people looked at the wine eagerly, with light in their eyes.

He Wenqian took a sip, frowned slightly, but did not let go.

After pouring wine for everyone, Qin Yang picked up the glasses and stood up decently, "Come here, let's have a touch."

"Happy birthday, brother Xi!"

Several people shouted and poured a glass of wine with their heads up.

"Why did you drink so little?" Shen Zhixing finished his drink, turned his head to look at the person next to him who had only drunk less than half a glass, and smiled, "Is it true that you can't drink enough?"

Ji Ting glanced at him, "Is it interesting for me to lie to you?"

"I thought you were sure you would last a thousand cups." Shen Zhixing smiled brighter, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, brother is covering you."

School Shen was bragging a lot, but it was obviously not like that.

After a few people drank a few cups, Shen Zhixing's face turned red, not as good as He Wenqian who drank almost as much as him.

In fact, He Wenqian just didn't show her face, and she was a little dizzy, but she poured another glass unwilling to admit defeat, but she couldn't control it when she poured it, and spilled less than half of the glass.

Wei Xinying couldn't stand it any longer, she frowned and took her hand to help her wipe the table, "If you can't do it, don't drink it."

"I'm fine." He Wenqian shook her head, filled up the wine again, held the glass up in front of Ji Ting, and yelled, "Brother Ji Ting."

Ji Ting was stunned by her call.

This title is both familiar and unfamiliar. Many fans used to call him that.

The eyes of fans looking at him are always focused and bright, and there is light in their eyes.

Every time at this time, Ji Ting's chest seemed to be filled with something, warm and swollen, enveloping his whole heart.

"I really like you, I have always liked you." He Wenqian's footsteps were obviously a little fluttering, but she still refused to let Wei Xinying help her, and looked at Ji Ting with a cup. gone."

"But I really like it very much. I know that you may never know who I am for the rest of your life. You may even think I am ridiculous, but I am, just... Whenever, no matter what happens to you, how much you are hurt People scold me, I want to stand by your side..."

"Actually, after you retired, like other fans who like you, I also thought a lot. No matter where you go, I will support you, whether it is participating in other auditions or making a debut in another company. If you are still on stage, I will continue to spend money on you."

"I always think you belong to the stage, but if the stage makes you unhappy, then I respect your choice."

"But I never thought that I would really know you one day." He Wenqian became more and more confused, and in the end she was completely incoherent, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

She raised her hand and wiped her face, "Although I know we are still people from two worlds, I am really happy to see you playing with us and preparing gifts for me, thank you."

After the girl finished speaking, she raised her head and poured the wine into her mouth, squatted on the ground and cried, talking incoherently and not knowing what to say.

Ji Ting was confused by her for a moment, but his chest seemed to be blocked by something, a little stuffy.

The warmth that I haven't felt for a long time flooded my heart again.

Ji Ting looked at the girl on the ground, raised his hand and followed Wei Xinying, who was anxious, to pull her up.

Wei Xinying glanced at him a little nervously, "Xiaoqian just drank too much and is talking nonsense, don't worry about it."

Ji Ting didn't speak, he let go of the girl's hand, kept a proper distance from her, and patted her on the head lightly.

Wei Xinying was completely stunned by his action.

Wei Xinying was stunned for a few seconds before she realized that she held He Wenqian and tried to help her to the seat.

Ji Ting was about to help her, but before he stretched out his hand, he was grabbed by the person on the other side.

Shen Zhixing's forehead was red, but with great strength, he pulled Ji Ting behind him, "You are not allowed to hug her."

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, then looked down at him, "What?"

"No." Shen Zhixing straightened up slightly, pulled his other hand over, and looked at He Wenqian dissatisfiedly, "He came because of me, you should thank me if you want to thank me, right?"

He Wenqian leaned against Wei Xinying in a daze and didn't react at all, but the others were confused by his words.

Qin Yang stared at Shen Zhixing for a long time, then looked at Chen Xuan in shock, "What's wrong, Brother Xing?"

Chen Xuan touched his nose, and glanced at Ji Ting who was pulled by Shen Zhixing, "I don't know, but I smell vinegar."

Ji Ting didn't care about the whispers of the two, and shook Shen Zhixing's hand, "Why are you crazy?"

Shen Zhixing didn't have the slightest sense of being scolded, he chuckled, rested his head on his arm, and whispered before he resisted, "Let me back for a while, I'm uncomfortable."

This unexpected action of his made Ji Ting's whole body stiff, and he froze in place for an instant.

I don't know if it was too hot in the room, Ji Ting suddenly felt that his face was also a little hot.

The people around him dishonestly rubbed against his arm, the touch of hairy hair made Ji Ting's heart beat a little abnormally.

It took a while for Ji Ting to realize that he raised his hand to help Shen Zhixing, but accidentally touched his face with his fingertips.

The scalding temperature made Ji Ting's heart beat violently again.

He retracted a bit, and then stretched out his hand again, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

Shen Zhixing's body was too hot, that kind of temperature was not an illusion produced by his own psychological effects at all.

Ji Ting paused for a moment, then quickly stretched out his hand to help him up, and looked down at him carefully.

Seeing this, I was surprised again.

Shen Zhixing was already flushed from his forehead to his neck, and through the open collar, he could still vaguely see some redness inside.

Ji Ting was startled, pulled his arm, rolled up his sleeve and took a look, it was also flushed.

"Brother Ting, what's the matter?" Qin Yang also sensed something was wrong, and was startled when he saw Shen Zhixing's arm, "Damn, this... Brother Xing, is this an allergy?"

Chen Xuan and Wei Xinying were also taken aback, "What? Can't he drink?"

Shen Zhixing didn't get drunk and passed out, and he was still conscious. Hearing what they said, he gave a few people a displeased look, "Don't talk nonsense, I just have a little fever, and I don't have a rash. How could I be allergic?"

"Shut up." Ji Ting frowned more and more, and glanced at Qin Yang, "Look at him, I'll go out and settle the bill first."

Qin Yang was also very nervous, nodded, and said to the others, "Clean up quickly."

Ji Ting moved very quickly, quickly got it back, put on his coat, and picked up Shen Zhixing's coat.

Shen Zhixing leaned on the chair to see him, reached out to pick him up, and smiled happily, "You are so kind to me."

Ji Ting glanced at him, but didn't give him the clothes, but stretched out his hand to pull him up.

Shen Zhixing was honest for a while, stood up obediently, let him put his clothes on himself, tilted his head to stare at the person in front of him, and suddenly showed a childish smile, "Going to play somewhere else Yet?"

Ji Ting was lowering his head to help him zip, when he heard the words, he looked up at him helplessly and angrily, "Yes, a day trip to the hospital."