After rebirth, I ran wild in the heart of His Highness the Prince

Qin Zhongyang naturally happily agreed to this request, which was not offensive.

The two of them had a few drinks over the wine in the restaurant, and talked about the scenery and strange things over the wine in the restaurant.

The more the conversation went on, the smile on Qin Zhongyang's lips grew.

He was looking at Fang Zhiheng with more and more satisfaction.

If this wasn't the Guan Gong Temple, I'm afraid the two of them would have wished to sworn sworn brothers on the spot and become brothers with different surnames.

With the words of these two people, the sky gradually became late, and the lanterns began to light up.

The lights were lit in the restaurant, and the dim light shone through the paper lanterns. Half of the light hit Fang Zhiheng's face, while the other half of his face was hidden in the shadows because of his slanted sitting posture.

"Brother Wang, let's agree to meet here tomorrow."

Qin Zhongyang drank a few glasses of wine and his face was red. The wine was far from intoxicating, but he was still conscious.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in this restaurant tomorrow." Fang Zhiheng smiled.

"I won't see you off, please go slower."

"It's okay." Qin Zhongyang stood up and left, waving goodbye to Fang Zhiheng as he walked.

Fang Zhiheng's smile completely disappeared after watching Qin Zhongyang's back disappear.

His eyes were cold, and there was no joy on his face as he had just talked about wine.

Some of them were just filled with hatred and solemn killing.

"Qin family, Qin Zhongyang." Qin Zhongyang's name rolled between his lips and teeth. Fang Zhiheng's expression was hidden in the darkness and his expression could not be seen clearly.

The tone was also lifeless.

The wine glass turned around in his hand, and Fang Zhiheng held the wine glass as if holding something disgusting.

He let go of his hand, and the wine glass rolled down the table and fell to the ground, turning into pieces.

"Ha." Fang Zhiheng chuckled with unknown meaning.

On the second day, after school in the academy, Qin Zhongyang took the article he had written and couldn't wait to come to the restaurant.

"It's you." The waiter in the restaurant who came to deliver food yesterday saw no surprise on his face.

"Sir, I'm waiting for you where you were yesterday."

The waiter finished this sentence in a hurry and went downstairs in a hurry.

Qin Zhongyang didn't take it to heart. He held a few thin pieces of paper in his hands and carefully protected them in his arms.

Qin Zhongyang went up to the second floor and saw Fang Zhiheng, sitting in the same place as yesterday, staring intently at the flow of people outside the window.

"Brother Wang!" Fang Zhiheng called happily.

There was a moment of coldness in Fang Zhiheng's eyes, which quickly disappeared.

It was so fast that Qin Zhongyang thought what he saw was an illusion.

"You're here." Fang Zhiheng smiled brightly and poured a glass of sake for Qin Zhongyang as he spoke.

As Qin Zhongyang sat down, he pushed the glass of sake in front of Qin Zhongyang.

Qin Zhongyang didn't feel at all whether such a move was too intimate, especially since he and Fang Zhiheng had known each other for only a day. Qin Zhongyang grabbed the wine glass and drank all the wine in the glass.

"Have fun!" Qin Zhongyang raised the corners of his mouth happily: "How long have you been waiting here, Brother Wang?" He said a little apologetically: "I am a little late. I have troubled you to wait."

Fang Zhiheng didn't refute, acquiescing to the long-awaited fact: "Nothing."

His eyes stayed on the pieces of paper Qin Zhongyang was protecting in his hand: "Is this an article you wrote?"

"Exactly!" Qin Zhongyang handed over the paper in his hand. The paper full of delicate handwriting was well protected without any wrinkles.

"Brother Wang, please take a look." Qin Zhongyang was a little embarrassed.