When the sand sculptures get the social death script

The drinking habits in China are relatively different from those in the United States. When an intern in a company in the United States and the boss meet with clients to socialize, the alcohol they choose is usually whiskey or beer.

Although whiskey is also a high-concentration strong distilled spirit, thanks to the prevailing cocktail culture, most people will do a certain amount of blending before drinking.Adding water, or adding ice cubes, can make the taste of whiskey richer.

But it is different in China, and red wine with low alcohol content is hardly selected.

On the Chinese dinner table, besides beer, there is only baijiu.

And white wine cannot stand any kind of mixing. When it is poured out of the wine bottle, it should be drunk as it is. If anyone adds water or ice, he will definitely be ridiculed. .

It is inevitable that you need to consider your own safety when you are working alone, and the amount of alcohol is practiced.

Chi Ji would often open a bottle of wine in his spare time, have a few drinks when he was in a good mood, and get drunk when he was in a bad mood, consciously practicing a good capacity for alcohol.

But the baijiu is too strong, and the aftertaste is really too strong, so I accidentally didn't control the amount properly.

The moment he woke up from the hangover, Chi Ji lay down for a long time before trying to lift his heavy eyelids with trembling eyelashes. His eyeballs were so dry that it was indescribable.

He half-closed his eyes and opened his eyes. Before he fully recovered his consciousness, he felt that the ceiling in front of him was spinning. The sudden dizziness invaded his brain, and he was caught off guard and began to feel sick all the time.His throat was dry and smoky, and he wanted to vomit uncomfortably, but his whole body was weak, and he couldn't gather the strength to sit up from the bed at all.

How could it be so uncomfortable, like dying...

Chi Ji lay on the bed with his limbs relaxed and exhausted. Because the curtains were too good at shading, he could only feel that the room was very dark, and he couldn't tell the specific time.

So he moved his arms and subconsciously searched for the phone by the head of the bed.

The phone was next to the pillow, and it was easy to touch. Chi Ji picked it up and unlocked it. Just as he was about to check the time, he saw Lu Changming's face. There was a pause button in the middle of the screen, which seemed to be a video.

Chi Ji's eyes were still ignorant and dazed as if he had just woken up from a big dream. He swiped his finger and clicked on this video.

In the video, behind Lu Changming is the living room. The light looks good, and his handsome face is clearly visible. It should be recorded in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows during the day.

He was as energetic as ever, staring at the camera with a smile on his face.

[Hello baby, I don't know when you wake up, and I don't want to disturb your rest. Anyway, when you saw this video, you must have slept until you woke up naturally.It must be uncomfortable to drink so much wine. There is a thermos cup by the bedside with hot water in it. Drink some to warm your stomach and moisten your throat, and then call me. I didn’t go out at home. can come over. ]

The tenderness at the corners of Lu Changming's eyes and brows was like a ferocious wave, hitting Chi Ji's desolate heart like an overwhelming sea.

Chi Ji gripped the phone tightly, like a person lost in a glacier gripping the last charcoal fire, and held his breath uncontrollably. After the video finished playing, he pressed the pause button in the center of the screen again, and watched it completely. .

After the video was played, Chi Ji turned his head and saw the pure black thermos placed by the bed.

When he just woke up, the discomfort in his body was miraculously alleviated. He stretched out his hand towards the bedside table, and the moment his fingers touched the body of the bottle, a number was displayed directly above the bottle cap.

[52°]

It's just the right temperature.

Chi Ji opened the cup, lay on his side with his elbows propped on the mattress, habitually blew twice, and raised his chin to take a sip.

The warm water melted into the stomach, effectively relieving the thirst in the throat and the vomiting caused by the dizziness.

Chi Ji drank more than half of it before putting the cup back. He lay back on the bed and picked up the phone. The corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up. He was about to call Lu Changming when he saw the time in the upper left corner by accident.

[5:18]

Five in the morning.

Chi Ji has reached into the address book with his fingertips and retracted them.

Forget it, Lu Changming may have rested at this time, it's better not to disturb him anymore.

Chi Ji put the phone aside, then covered his eyes with his arms, and slowly closed his eyes amidst a slight dizziness.In a haze, he felt that his soul seemed to be wandering, and he returned to the piano room seven years ago, playing solo to the densely packed music score by himself.

The cicadas outside the window listened to the repeated song over and over again, as if they would never get tired of it.

At the end of the song, the piano player left the keys with both hands, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and he turned around and looked at the window behind him.

A dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes, Chi Ji opened his eyes in the darkness, held his breath, stared blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds, and completely regained his consciousness.

Picking up the phone and checking the time, it was 05:30 in the morning.

The seemingly long dream just now only occupied a short 10 minutes in real life.

From the previous afternoon to the early morning, even though it was still dark, Chi Ji lying on the bed was so conscious that he couldn't feel sleepy anymore.

Thanks to the good habits he has developed for a long time, Chi Ji has never been a person who likes to stay in bed.

Maybe it was the cup of hot water that helped, and now he was not as uncomfortable as when he first woke up.He sat up from the bed and prepared to make some simple breakfast, but when the quilt slipped off his body, he realized a problem belatedly.

The coat is gone.

After this idea officially appeared in his mind, everything that happened yesterday came to his mind like pulling out a radish and bringing out mud. Chi Ji knew that he had drunk too much, so he carefully began to recall how he came back.

But no matter how hard I tried to think about it, the final picture stayed on the sofa.

He remembered that he had talked a lot with Lu Changming lying on the sofa in the living room, but he didn't have any impression of the specific content of the chat.

But how did he appear on the sofa?

Judging from the state after waking up today, he doesn't think that he who was drunk yesterday has the ability to go home with his own strength.

After thinking about it, Chi Ji guessed that only Lu Changming knew what was going on.

But he no longer has the heart to know what happened after he was drunk yesterday. When he went out to drink with his boss in the past, the experience of watching the drunken ignorant people tell him that it is best not to recall the things after the fragmentation.

Being sober is equivalent to turning the page. It is better to forget about the embarrassing things.

Soon, Chi Ji succeeded in persuading himself, but the moment he lifted the quilt and was about to get up, the disappearing pants instantly broke down the psychological defense he had just built.

After a frantic search, Chi Ji found that the pants were not on him, not on the bed, not even in the room.

Where did that go?

It's impossible for him to take off his pants in the car or even at the wedding banquet after getting drunk!

Thinking of this scene, the temperature of Chi Ji's blood suddenly dropped and quickly flowed backwards. He got off the bed in a panic, dug out the home clothes from the closet and put them on, and rushed to the door in a panic.

Even if the sky falls today, he has to find the missing pair of pants in this building!

As soon as he opened the door of the room, Chi Ji was taken aback.

I saw a lazy sofa in the shape of Pai Daxing near the wall in the corridor in front of my door, and a person was sleeping soundly nestled on it.

Because Chi Ji opened the door with too much force, the movement seemed a little loud. Lu Changming, who was sleeping, trembled and woke up suddenly, and the "slap" he was holding in his hand fell face down on the ground.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds in the corridor, Lu Changming was the first to react, turned over and stood up from the sofa.

"You're awake." Because of a problem with his sleeping position, Lu Zhang was obviously a little disheveled. He frantically adjusted his hairstyle and neckline, and asked with concern, "How do you feel, are you dizzy?"

Chi Ji's mind was in a mess again, he was habitually silent for a moment, and then coughed dryly: "It's okay, you...how are you..."

"Oh, it's just..." Lu Changming scratched his head involuntarily, "When you came back yesterday, you were so drunk that you lost your mind. I've drunk too much before. I know that I will feel uncomfortable when I wake up, so I'm a little worried about you. I just stayed at the door, thinking that if something happened, I would find out immediately, that's it..."

Hearing the key word "drunk and delirious", Chi Ji's heart tightened, his eyes dodged and he bit his lower lip: "I...didn't do anything out of the ordinary yesterday, did I?"

Chi Ji is thin-skinned and easily shy, so when he said these words, he unconsciously lowered his voice.

Lu Changming didn't hear the previous subject clearly, and only listened to the second half with his ears pricked up.

Originally guilty, he thought that Chi Ji remembered what happened yesterday and was asking the teacher for his crimes, so he became flustered and hurriedly explained.

"No! I really didn't do anything! You fell asleep as soon as you got in the car, and you didn't wake up when you got home. It seemed that you couldn't walk back by yourself, so I carried you upstairs and sent you back to your room. .You know me, right, I can't do anything out of the ordinary while you're drunk, absolutely nothing!"

In theory, people who are not thieves do not need to feel guilty.

But because he was too worried that Chi Ji would have a fatal misunderstanding about him, Lu Changming explained over and over again, for fear that Chi Ji would not believe what he said.

However, in this context, his reaction is no different from the werewolf in Werewolf Killing who was deceived by civilians. He only wants to clean himself up, and he doesn't know that every sentence he speaks is a self-exposure.

Fortunately, Chi Ji didn't understand why he suddenly started to explain these at all.

After listening to Lu Changming's nonsense in silence, he blinked a few times in a daze. After deciphering the hidden meaning behind the "extraordinary thing" in Lu Changming's mouth, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his cheeks were stained with a thin blush.

The two looked away from each other, looking at the wall for a while and the ceiling light for a while, both hiding their guilt.

Lu Changming, who has not received a response for a long time, rubbed his nose and pretended to check whether there was any dust on the wall lamp in the corridor. During the process, he quietly observed Chi Ji's expression from the corner of his eye. After making sure that there was no sign of anger, he felt relieved and rubbed his hands unconsciously. Continued: "You, are you hungry? Have breakfast together? I made porridge in the pot..."

Chi Ji's eyes flickered, he hesitated and turned around and pointed to the room: "Then I... go wash up first."

Lu Changming nodded frantically, bent down and picked up the lazy sofa on the ground: "Okay, I'll prepare first."

The two of them exchanged a look at the same time, and the moment their eyes met for a second, they were withdrawn hastily like an electric shock, and turned away with their own small thoughts.

After Chi Ji returned to the bathroom in his room, he leaned on the sink and looked into the mirror. His face turned hot when his eyes touched his messy hair, wishing he could get into the mirror and strangle this "unkempt" self to death.

Normally, it is absolutely impossible for him to leave his room in this state.

Even if there is only Lu Changming in the family besides him, he must be fully armed, at least properly dressed.

In the next few minutes, Chi Ji tossed about in the bathroom, not only brushed his teeth and washed his face seriously, but also shaved his beard without any stubble.

Finally, after simply styling my hair with spray, I was finally willing to walk out of this door.

When he went downstairs and passed through the living room, Chi Ji could already smell the delicious smell of poached eggs. He went straight to the kitchen and found that Lu Changming had almost prepared breakfast during this period of time.

There are two bowls of porridge on the dining table, and the place where Chi Ji often sits has already placed the plate. Everything inside is delicately arranged. The bacon is rolled up like a lollipop and shaped with a toothpick. The poached egg is a flower. A smiley face is drawn with tomato sauce on it, and the cherry tomatoes and ham are cut into the shape of a heart.

While Chi Ji was observing how the ham was cut, Lu Changming came out of the kitchen and sat down on his seat, putting the plate in his hand beside him.

"It's done, let's eat."

Chi Ji opened the chair and sat down. As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he caught a glimpse of the breakfast on Lu Changming's plate out of the corner of his eye.

Plain poached eggs, plain bacon.

The cherry tomatoes thrown inside were broken into pieces of jagged ham.

Looking back and forth between the two plates, Chi Ji looked blank: "Why are you..."

"What?" Lu Changming raised his head to look at him when he heard the words, then shifted his gaze to his own plate, and understood in seconds: "It's okay, it's all cooked and ready to eat."

Chi Ji had a complicated expression: "Then this ham..."

Lu Changming stuffed a cherry tomato into his mouth and explained.

"Small scraps, don't throw them away, what a waste."

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