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My head "buzzed" like a flower had exploded.

Li Zhuo's forehead was pressed against the bone at the back of Cheng Zhiyuan's neck, not only his ankle hurt, but even his forehead hurt, making him gasp.

Cheng Zhiyuan's back was so hard.

It wasn't until the warmth came from his fingertips through the cloth, and that warmth enveloped his whole body, that he realized in a daze that he was hugging Cheng Zhiyuan from behind.

Holding his thin waist, the first moment of reaction was not to let go of him, but to stay too greedy for a moment.

It smelled the unique fragrance of Cheng Zhiyuan, as well as a faint aroma of wine.

It's like falling into a red wine cellar, intoxicated.

He wanted to die drunk at this moment.

He didn't let go until the person in front of him became stiff all over.

His face remained unchanged: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Take a step back and try not to let Cheng Zhiyuan notice that his ankle is sprained, otherwise why would you follow him to the bar.

"Accidentally stirred it."

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't look back, he tilted his head a little, his shoulders relaxed: "Be careful."

He didn't notice Li Zhuo's small thoughts, he just thought that although Liu Hai looked thin, he was very soft.

Li Zhuo raised his eyes cautiously, seeing that Cheng Zhiyuan didn't show any strange expression, he felt relieved: "There is no car, go to the opposite side."

"it is good."

Xiao Ming didn't see Cheng Zhiyuan coming back for a long time, thinking that he was drunk and fell into the toilet, so he went to the toilet to search around, but he couldn't find anyone.

On the way back, I saw Cheng Zhiyuan coming in from outside the bar: "Why did you go to the bathroom and get yourself out?"

Cheng Zhiyuan gestured to the people below: "I brought someone outside."

It was only then that Xiao Ming noticed that there was another Cheng Zhiyuan following him.

In the darkened bar, the young man at the door had gentle eyebrows and looked very good-looking, and he was extremely beautiful. When those amber eyes swept over, Xiao Ming got goosebumps all over his body.

After drinking some wine, he couldn't tell the difference between the man and the woman: "Fuck! Xiao Wu, are you crazy?"

"Where are you going to abduct this innocent little girl!"

Cheng Zhiyuan: "A simple little girl?"

His eyes fell on Li Zhuo who was beside him: "Don't mind, he is blind."

Li Zhuo didn't mind at all, he already recognized the person in front of him as Xiao Ming, who used to be the front desk bully in high school.

"I'm a man." He said to Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming: "?"

With a proper male voice, Xiao Ming pointed at Li Zhuo, and asked Cheng Zhiyuan in horror: "Xiao Wu, how are you?"

Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't bear to listen to his nonsense: "Shut up when you're drunk, the trash can doesn't spit up as much as you do."

When the three returned to their seats, Cai Yao and Lu and his party were still drinking together, unlike Qiu Zhichen who drank quietly. The former is a wine lunatic, while the latter is an elegant sommelier.

Qiu Zhichen didn't ask Cheng Zhiyuan to bring someone back, but just nodded at Li Zhuo.

Li Zhuo also nodded, and sat with Cheng Zhiyuan.

After listening to Cheng Zhiyuan's explanation, Xiao Ming knew that Li Zhuo was his former back desk, but when he saw Li Zhuo's appearance, he became startled.

"Damn it, Li Zhuo, so you look like this!"

Li Zhuo sees more than blames, Xiao Ming's reaction is too normal, he is completely different from before and now.

"Long time no see." He said carefully.

Xiao Ming squeezed over, opened a bottle of wine for him, and clinked glasses with Li Zhuo: "Li Zhuo, you look so good-looking."

Cheng Zhiyuan beside him: "?"

That doesn't sound right.

If not, Xiao Ming followed up with the next sentence: "Your face can be both male and female, can you look down on me? I can also be a man!"

Cheng Zhiyuan kicked him over, grabbed him by the back collar, and threw him aside: "How much wine did you drink, you're so crazy."

Put the peanuts on the side into his hands: "As long as you eat this plate of peanuts, you don't have to get drunk like this."

Xiao Ming was confused by his operation: "No! I'm talking to Li Zhuo, why are you working so hard? Li Zhuo didn't say anything."

And Li Zhuo over there grinned: "Yes, Li Zhuo."

Li Zhuo responded politely with a faint smile, his eyes were so clear that he could see that Xiao Ming was indeed intoxicated.

Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't see Xiao Ming's idiot face, so he covered it with his hands: "It's none of my business."

"Look at your face, then look at Li Zhuo's face, do you deserve it?"

Xiao Ming: "?"

"It doesn't quite fit!"

Cheng Zhiyuan: "Does HM eat swan meat?"

Xiao Ming: "!"

He became aggrieved: "What's wrong with me eating swan meat? You are the only one who is good-looking, and you are the only one who deserves it. You actually attacked me with your life! Cheng Zhiyuan! I will stop talking about it today. If you don't coax me, we The brotherhood can be regarded as an explanation here."

He paused: "Unless you give Li Zhuo to me."

For some reason today, probably because of the alcohol, Cheng Zhiyuan got into a fight with Xiao Ming like this, and talked a lot more than usual, without the usual luxury, and a little more fireworks.

Li Zhuo had never seen Cheng Zhiyuan like this before, and sat watching him and Xiao Mingzheng with great interest.

It is the protagonist of this topic, why is it him?

Cheng Zhiyuan made a decisive decision: "Impossible!"

"It is impossible to give Li Zhuo to you!"

Knowing that it was two drunkards playing drunken madness, when Li Zhuo heard Cheng Zhiyuan's answer, his heart still tightened unconsciously, and then it beat fast.

He drank the wine and poured it into his mouth unconsciously.

"Why not?"

"Are you not worthy of Li Zhuo?"

"Then who is worthy? Could it be you?"

Li Zhuo glanced sideways, should have answered Xiao Ming's words immediately, but Cheng Zhiyuan seemed stuck and didn't answer.

Just when he thought that Cheng Zhiyuan would not answer, the cool sound mixed in the music atmosphere of the bar came slowly.

"If it's me, it seems to be a good match."

Li Zhuo: "."

Cheng Zhiyuan said again: "What match, I'm straight!"

"You are straight and you fight with me."

"Shut up and drink."

Li Zhuo leaned on the sofa, looking at the dim light above his head, his eyes were sore, he raised his hand and poured the wine into his mouth again.

The previous sentence "it seems to be a good match" almost made his heart beat a beat slower, but Cheng Zhiyuan's last sentence made his heart seem to have completely died.

It would be fine if only the first half of the sentence is there.

Then he could secretly have selfish thoughts towards Cheng Zhiyuan.

If I had known, I wouldn't have followed Cheng Zhiyuan to the bar.

My feet hurt so much.

Heart hurts too.

It hurts to breathe

It hurts all over.

At 1 o'clock in the morning, the number of people in the bar did not decrease, but the people at Cheng Zhiyuan's table were drunk, and they kept shouting not to get drunk, but now they all got down.

Cheng Zhiyuan took Li Zhuo into consideration, so he didn't drink too much, and he was sober now.

However, after recovering, Li Zhuo who was beside him was already drunk.

His drunkenness is not like other people's drunken madness, doing some weird things.

Instead, he was very quiet, quietly looking at the lights above his head.

A puppet doll that seems to have had its soul removed, lifeless.

As if there were signs of dissipating at any moment, Cheng Zhiyuan grabbed Li Zhuo's shoulder unrealistically, making sure that he was still here, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said that being drunk is the truest state of a person's emotions, Cheng Zhiyuan thought that Li Zhuo's heart must have been torn apart by the past, and that's why he has this distressing appearance.

He couldn't carry everyone by himself, so he called the waiter and took them all to the hotel next door.

Li Zhuo's home is nearby, and he intends to send Li Zhuo home directly.

He supported Li Zhuo to leave the bar, and within two steps, the young man suddenly let out a cry from his throat.

Cheng Zhiyuan's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

Drunk people are most likely to want to vent their emotions, he thought that Li Zhuo was going to cry out the pain in his heart.

The young man next to him was expressionless.

He didn't move his feet for a long time, and dragged his feet for a long time: "It hurts."

A very aggrieved voice, with a little softness.

Cheng Zhiyuan asked: "Where does it hurt?"

I thought he would say he was distressed, but he said, "Feet."

Cheng Zhiyuan lifted up Li Zhuo's trousers, his eyes were red and swollen, swollen and purple, swollen like a pig's trotter.

Cheng Zhiyuan's expression was not very good: "How did you do it?"

Li Zhuo paused for a moment: "Work."

With such a swollen foot, he didn't know how to go home and rest properly, so he had to go to some bar with him to suffer.

Cheng Zhiyuan changed his method, he stopped supporting and changed his back.

Li Zhuo is really light, so light that he can't feel the weight.

With a little earnestness: "Why are you so skinny?"

Li Zhuo leaned his chin on his shoulder: "Huh?"

Cheng Zhiyuan: "If you hurt your foot, don't go to the hospital, don't go to rest, follow me to some bar."

"A three-and-a-half-year-old child knows how to cry out in pain, do you think you are skinny?"

I don't know if Li Zhuo listened, but the person on his back was as quiet as if he had fallen asleep.

At one o'clock in the morning, there was no one on the side of the road, only a few street lights were on.

Under the street lamp, the young man walked forward steadily with the person on his back, and shadows fell everywhere he passed.

The person on the back buried his head in the young man's back: "Only naughty children have candy."

Cheng Zhiyuan: "..."

It was an indescribable mood. Only naughty children have candy, because naughty children will be noticed.

His voice was very soft, as if coaxing him: "From then on, all my candies will be given to Little Liu Hai."

Li Zhuo asked: "Really?"

Cheng Zhiyuan: "Really."

Li Zhuo: "Then what should I do to get your candy?"

Cheng Zhiyuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, Li Zhuo was like a child who had been beaten and scolded a lot, he would not be frightened every time he asked for sweets.

"Nothing is needed."

"Li Zhuo, with me, you can cry, laugh, and cry out for pain."

"You don't need to suppress yourself, just be yourself."

The person on the back opened his eyes, his pupils were dizzy, and the eyes were covered with mist, and he lowered his head: "Impossible, there is such a good thing."

"fraud."

Cheng Zhiyuan had no choice but to say, "I won't lie to you."

"If you don't believe me, you can try it now and see if I can give you candy."

Li Zhuo struggled on his back.

Cheng Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and put him down.

The two stood facing each other under the street lamp, Cheng Zhiyuan was a little worried about his feet: "Doesn't it hurt to stand?"

Li Zhuo looked at him, with stars hidden in his eyes, he carefully recognized Cheng Zhiyuan while drunk: "Is it Cheng Zhiyuan?"

Cheng Zhiyuan was a little funny: "Who am I?"

Li Zhuo said: "I want to cry waiting, can you give me candy now?"

Cheng Zhiyuan's heart softened at first, and then he was a little curious: "Why can't I give it later?"

Li Zhuo frowned: "Because of suffering."

Tears are bitter.

Cheng Zhiyuan put his hand against his head, feeling distressed now, and blamed himself for speaking too irresponsibly: "But I don't have candy on me right now."

"Is it okay to pay on credit first?"

Li Zhuo stroked his hand, frowning so much that he could kill a fly: "You really lied to me."

He lowered his head, and when Cheng Zhiyuan was filled with guilt and apology, he raised his head again, this time gently holding Cheng Zhiyuan's face with both hands.

"some."

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't understand what he meant by "some", he only knew that the next second Li Zhuo's face came closer.

There was a touch of cold softness on the corner of the mouth in a trance, so the string called reason broke instantly.

Cheng Zhiyuan: "..."

The author says:

I'm so short, I'm so fast...

感谢在2021-08-1414:00:06~2021-08-1511:43:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 457758543; 1 orange is so delicious;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4577585420 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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16. Drunk Kiss

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