Love goes east, marriage goes west

It's said that when you get drunk, you won't feel uncomfortable. Huo Qingqing was so old that he never touched her again except drinking when he graduated from high school.

For a moment, her eyes stuck on the wine bottle. She wanted to know if the taste of drunkenness could really solve thousands of worries, as others said.

So she secretly poured herself a cup while everyone was not paying attention.

Although the degree of red wine is not high, it has enough stamina. After Huo Qingqing swallowed a whole glass of red wine as a drink, she felt dizzy less than five minutes later.

The voice of conversation around him gradually became a little distant, and Fu Xige's face opposite him also became a little fuzzy. Huo Qingqing rubbed his head and wanted to be sober. But unexpectedly, the stamina was like the tide, wave by wave, for a time, she was a little out of support and lay on the table.

Soon, Han Ziyi next to her found her wrong and said with Fu Xige opposite, "Qingqing, what's the matter?"

Huo Qingqing waved his hand and didn't speak.

Fu Xige got up and walked over with Qiao youyou. He smelled: "Qingqing, have you been drinking?"

Huo Qingqing bit her lip and tried to find an excuse, but she fainted badly. She just didn't speak, just like a child who did something wrong.

Fu Xige was helpless. Then he thought of something and said, "Mr. Han, do you know if Qingqing will have any problems if she drinks wine?"

"Probably not." Han Ziyi looked at the degree: "low alcohol wine will evaporate slowly with the blood circulation. Why don't I take her to rest first, and then ask the waiter to deliver a bowl of sobering soup? "

Fu Xige nodded, "OK, I'll let the waiter prepare now."

Han Ziyi picked up Huo Qingqing and went to the hotel in the entertainment center. He put her down: "Qingqing, don't worry. You'll be much better after drinking sobering soup."

Huo Qingqing fainted badly, but her head was still clear. She nodded: "OK, it's troublesome for you."

Han Ziyi poured some water for her to drink. Before long, Fu Xige came with sobering soup.

He put the bowl at the head of the bed and said to Huo Qingqing, "Qingqing, come on, you'll feel comfortable after drinking."

Huo Qingqing wants to sit up by herself, but her body is a little soft. Next to her, Fu Xige helped her with his eyes and hands, sat her at the head of the bed, and padded the back of her back.

As before, he cares and takes care of people... Huo Qingqing raises his hazy eyes and looks at Fu Xige.

He smiled at her, "it's okay. Just sleep. But don't be curious about drinking... "

Her heart became more and more sour. She thought that those words to solve thousands of worries when drunk were deceptive. Her eyes seemed to bear tears. Huo Qingqing quickly lowered her head and drank the bowl of sobering soup with Fu Xige's hand.

Han Ziyi handed over the paper towel. Huo Qingqing took it and wiped her mouth. When she saw that Fu Xige was still there, her hand holding the paper towel trembled and her voice was vague: "Xige, go back and I'll sleep."

"Qingqing, can you do it alone?" Fu Xige was a little worried.

"Sister, why don't I stay here with you?" Huo Miaomiao said.

"No, I'm sleepy." Huo Qingqing yawned and pretended to sleep.

"Well, Qingqing, take care of yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, call us at any time." Fu Xige said.

"Yes."

When they left, the room suddenly became quiet. Huo Qingqing was already close to the edge. Under the action of alcohol, she could no longer control it. She buried her head in the quilt and cried.

Just after crying a few times, there was a sound at the door. The other party knocked twice, and then said, "Qingqing, did you sleep?"

Han Ziyi also went out and suddenly found his mobile phone in Huo Qingqing's room, so he folded over and took it.

Huo Qingqing heard Han Ziyi's voice and replied with a muffled voice.

Because they were afraid that Huo Qingqing had something to do, when they left, they just closed the door and deliberately didn't lock it. So Han Ziyi turned the handle and walked into the room.

"Sorry, I forgot my cell phone." Han Ziyi said and took his cell phone.

Seeing that the curtain was not closed, he went to close it again. However, when he turned to go, he heard Huo Qingqing crying.

He couldn't help walking over to her bed.

In the faint light, he could see tears on her cheeks.

As if she were made of water. She seemed to cry every time he saw her except when he was sleeping.

Han Ziyi silently handed over a paper towel to help Huo Qingqing wipe her tears. She already raised her eyes.

Her eyes were red, looking at him, and then tears fell down one by one.

Her lip flap opened and it took a long time to make a sound: "brother Han, they all lied to me. I feel more sad when I'm drunk."

Han Ziyi was stunned. At that moment, he felt some pain for the girl in front of him. However, the next second, he recovered Qingming.

At the moment, Huo Qingqing just wants to find someone to talk to. Therefore, in the face of Han Ziyi's silence, she doesn't care, but continues: "am I very useless? I'm not 18, I'm 26, but I still don't know what to do... "

"Learn to forget him." Han Ziyi sighed.

"OK." Huo Qingqing cried, "I know, but I don't know..."

"Time will release everything." Han Ziyi wiped Huo Qingqing's tears with a paper towel. He looked down at her and tried to distract her attention: "do you know, I want to give you a nickname, that is --"

Before he finished his words, he felt his shoulder sink. Huo Qingqing leaned against his shoulder and cried.

"Little crying bag." Han Ziyi completed the nickname he had not finished just now.

Indeed, although she is 26, she is only one year younger than him. However, because of the nearly nine-year gap, her mental age still stays at the age of 18.

In this way, it seems that he is really much younger than him.

Han Ziyi reached out and patted Huo Qingqing on the back: "if you're sad, just cry at one time, but remember in the future, don't cry again."

Huo Qingqing cried faintly because of the effect of alcohol.

Han Ziyi's sweater was wet by her until Huo Qingqing almost lost her voice behind her. She cried for a long time and her head was more dizzy because of lack of oxygen.

She raised her red and swollen eyes and looked at Han Ziyi through her hazy eyes.

His face was a little blurred, but she knew that he was just looking at her.

For a moment, a green smoke flashed in Huo Qingqing's brain. She even couldn't figure out where she was. She just looked up at the man in front of her: "Xi Ge, Xi Ge?"

Han Ziyi gazed slightly to see if Huo Qingqing really couldn't figure out who he was. He was about to speak when he heard Huo Qingqing say, "I had a dream..."

As soon as she said this, her body trembled fiercely: "that dream was terrible. I dreamed that I was pushed into the river by a drunken man and almost drowned. Then, it took me nine years to wake up."

As she spoke, her fingers trembled over Han Ziyi's cheek: "they say it's been nine years. So everything has changed. You have another girlfriend, and I'm 26 years old... "

"Xi Ge, this is not true, is it?" Huo Qingqing seemed to grasp the straw and hugged Han Ziyi: "that dream is too real. I'm so afraid. It's true. I'm so afraid..."

Han Ziyi's lips moved and wanted to tell the truth, but when he saw Huo Qingqing's broken eyes with a glimmer of hope, he couldn't speak for a moment.

"Xi Ge, Xi Ge, don't you want me?" Huo Qingqing said again, "that's a dream, isn't it?"

Han Ziyi closed his eyes: "well, it's a dream, it's all fake."

"I knew it! I knew it! " Huo Qingqing smiled at once, and her tears were still hanging on her long eyelashes. For a moment, she was as pure as a child: "Xi Ge, I was admitted to Ningcheng University. Will we be together in the future?"

"OK." Han Ziyi said.

Huo Qingqing was completely happy. She straightened up, hugged Han Ziyi's back neck, and then kissed him all at once.

Han Ziyi was surprised. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the tears on Huo Qingqing's cheek.

She took the initiative to kiss him. Her movements were clumsy and astringent. At first glance, she didn't look like it at all.

Han Ziyi's arm on Huo Qingqing's shoulder was about to pull her apart, but unexpectedly, she took the initiative to leave him a little: "you know, I've been trying to get into your city, and now I finally got into it! I am so happy. After that, we can be together every day! "

Her words, like a thunder, suddenly exploded in the bottom of my heart.

In a trance, Han Ziyi remembered what LAN Xiaotang had written to him before.

As like as two peas.

He clasped Huo Qingqing's arm and couldn't help tightening it. His voice had an indescribable tremor: "I know you weren't interested in software engineering, so you chose this major because of me..."

Huo Qingqing is also immersed in a certain emotion. While laughing, she playfully gently bit Han Ziyi's lip: "yes, because of you."

At this moment, she seemed to return to the simple, happy, lively and playful girl.

She bit him and found that he was tight, so she stretched out her tongue, licked Han Ziyi's head and hugged his neck, just as many girls in love asked their boyfriend, "do you like me best, only like me, and only kissed me?"

"Yes." Han Ziyi looked at the girl in his arms, but through her, he was looking at another person: "just, where have I kissed you?"

He seemed to be smiling and sad. Finally, he closed his eyes and kissed the past: "is that ok now?"

Huo Qingqing smiled: "good!"

Then she leaned over.