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"One drunk can relieve a thousand worries."

I've never been to this bar before.

In fact, I have been to very few bars, except for the two that Qi Chu was stationed in before. He came to pick me up home. At that time, he was already a newcomer in the entertainment industry, and his face was dark all the time. My female classmate said to me quietly: "Your friend is really good-looking, but he is too fierce."

Ling Lanqiu arrived before me and set a table waiting for me. I took off my coat and walked through the crowd. She leaned lazily on the sofa and smiled at me: "Xiao Lin, what a pity you are."

"What's the pity?" I put my coat aside and reached out to call the waiter.

Ling Lanqiu smiled.

"Actually, the first time I saw you, I knew that you and Qi Chu had completely opposite personalities." She squinted her eyes and looked at me, holding a cigarette between her fingers, but she didn't light it: "I didn't expect you to cultivate your body and mind for so many years."

"What are you drinking?" Without waiting for Ling Lanqiu to answer, I looked at the waiter and said, "Give her a glass of warm milk without ice."

The waiter's jaw almost dropped.

"Hey, it's too much." Ling Lanqiu protested: "I can drink red wine, right?"

"You can try it if you want to give birth to a baby with a small head." I returned the order tablet to the waiter: "Pure tequila, salted lime, and a chocolate Martini."

"It's too simple. The bartenders here are very good. There are several cocktails that are cooled with dry ice, and they are well mixed."

"Last year, my dad's hospital received a patient who accidentally swallowed dry ice." I smiled at her, "Guess what happened?"

Ling Lanqiu shivered.

"You said that you are such a dark person, how hard you usually endure in front of Qi Chu."

"My pleasure."

"why?"

"He's good-looking."

Ling Lanqiu was amused by me.

The wine was served quickly, and she didn’t coax me. The bartender in this bar is good. I rarely go to unfamiliar bars. I don’t know how good the bartender is. Round by round, wine is actually a good thing, although it is not enough to get drunk, the world looks a little better after drinking.Otherwise, how could the ancients have so many poems about wine.

After a few drinks, I even thought the songs of the band on stage sounded good.

Usually this kind of bar is full of old fritters, which will become greasy after a long time. Otherwise, Qi Chu would not have stood out from the crowd and was selected early, but the band in this bar is interesting, singing rock and roll, and it is far away. Looking at the appearance, I only think that the lead singer has a nice voice, a slender figure, and his every move is inexplicably familiar.

Probably I did not drink for too long, and I got drunk after a few drinks.

Ling Lanqiu got up to go to the bathroom, I drank until I became hungry, I didn't eat for a day, I chewed the olives in the wine, frowned, but still didn't spit it out.

The band on the stage finished singing a song, stepped off the stage to change people, and did not return to the backstage. A group of young people walked over noisy, and even sat down and drank wine. It was probably just playing tickets, otherwise the performance fee would not be enough Money for a round of wine.

They were sitting next to me, and the two sofa seats were separated by a short backrest. I was poking the fallen olive with a fork, and a hand stretched out from the next door: "Do you want to eat?"

It was a very beautiful hand with slender fingers and no extra rings, holding a chocolate candy wrapped in gold leaf.

I looked up in a daze, only to think that this person looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.What I am most familiar with are his eyes, because of his smile, they are a little crooked, with hooks at the end of his eyes, standard peach blossom eyes.

"You..." My mind was spinning, and I felt that everything was shaking even though I was sitting, and many words were entangled on the tip of my tongue, and I couldn't say a word.

He leaned in and seemed to be saying something to me, but I couldn't make out a word.

I think I was really drunk.

Woke up with a splitting headache.

Fortunately, I'm still lying on the bed at home, probably Ling Lanqiu sent me back.

I didn't know I was drinking so badly now.

I wasn't wearing pajamas, but I was covered with a few quilts randomly, from head to toe, so tight that I could almost be regarded as being woken up, it was Qi Chu's handwriting.

I was a little guilty, so I got up, put on a blanket, put on slippers, pretended to be weak, and went outside to check.

The house is quiet and the kitchen light is on.

Qi Chu turned his back to me, as if he was doing something on the kitchen counter, I approached quietly, intending to scare him.

"What are you doing?"

The knife in his hand fell directly into the pool, and the water washed away the red color on it.

"What's wrong with you? You didn't cut your hand." I saw that there was nothing on the table except a little green onion, and my first reaction was that his hand was cut.

He avoided my hand.

"No." Probably still angry, his tone was very blunt, he thrust the knife into the knife holder without even looking at me: "Are you drinking porridge?"

I didn't expect him to cook porridge.He came to me almost directly from home. He didn't know any housework. I don't know when he learned to cook porridge. Although it was just white rice with water, it was cooked and not burnt.

I sat at the dining table and watched him. He didn't know if he was out of anger, and his expression was very gloomy.

"Your father's body..."

"Almost that." He looked genuinely annoyed.

I buried my head in the porridge, pretending to be honest, and couldn't help it after two sips. I raised my eyes to look at him, and he was also looking at me. For some reason, his eyes were a little sad.

I was terrified.

"Don't be like this, I won't go out to drink anymore, okay?" I reached out and touched his face: "Really, I've been under a lot of pressure recently, and there are too many things, so I can escape..."

He didn't speak, the contours of his face were like clean sculptures, his skin was warm and cool, the light shone on his eyelashes, casting wisps of shadow, his eyes were like starlight at the bottom of a lake.

He turned around and kissed the palm of my hand.

I don't know why, but I also felt infected by his emotions, and my heart suddenly throbbed.

He stood up and kissed me across the dining table, along the side of his face to the neck, and whispered in my ear: "I want you."

"Now?" I panicked: "I haven't finished my porridge yet..."

"I'll make it for you next time."

I was a little overwhelmed by his sudden enthusiasm.

Probably because he was also panicking like me, as if the end of the world was coming, and he was full of fear, fearing that this was the last good time, and waking up was just a dream.

After a lot of tossing, Qi Chu went to take a shower. Now he is on a half-vacation, and he is going to a charity event in S City in the evening. I lay lazily on the bed, and I was hesitating whether to go for porridge or call to ask if there is anything in school recently. What happened, the phone suddenly turned on.

I don't know if it's a spam message or someone sent it wrong, just a random sentence.

"Where is the capital of Madagascar?"

When I saw that it was an unfamiliar number, I was about to throw it aside when Qi Chu came out of the bathroom. His hair was wet, he was wearing a towel, and he was wiping his hair with his head tilted.

"Hey, Qichu..." I was about to ask him when another message popped up on my phone.

"Don't ask him."

This is a little weird.

No matter who the other party is, it's like installing a camera in our house, otherwise how would I know that I just happened to ask Qi Chu.Even if this is just a mistaken sentence, it is my nervousness, it is too suspicious.

I glanced at the window, the curtains were drawn, we were the only ones in the room, no one else, this house was seen by Ling Lanqiu, there is absolutely no mistake, this neighborhood is also famous for its emphasis on privacy.

It didn't feel dangerous, my guard was a little lower, and my curiosity rose again.

"Who are you talking about?"

For the sake of Qi Chu these years, I've been quite content and self-disciplined, and it's reasonable to do something out of line occasionally, Ling Lanqiu advised me to follow my nature yesterday, even if I caused some trouble, she probably wouldn't be ashamed to say anything about me.

But the message that popped up on the screen scared me.

Two words popped over there directly.

"neat and smart."

I almost jumped up in fright.

There are very few friends in Qichu's circle, could it be that some senior paparazzi have already dug out my identity.

I knew the matter was serious, so my first reaction was to call Ling Lanqiu and ask Qi Chu, "Is there any powerful paparazzi following you recently?"

The phone is still playing messages.

"Don't tell him."

Qi Chu stopped wiping her hair.

"What's the matter? Why do you ask like that." He looked at me suspiciously, with a cold look on his face: "What happened?"

Two more words popped up on the screen: "Please."

I thought for a moment, maybe this begging tone moved me, so I stopped and asked Qi Chu: "It's nothing, I'll just ask."

I texted back: "Who are you?"

I haven't returned there for a long time, so long that I thought that person had already run away.

Then they asked me again: "Where is the capital of Madagascar?"

I couldn't help but suspect that the opposite was a mentally ill fan of Qi Chu.

But I still open the page and type "the capital of Madagascar..."

However, before I finished typing, Ling Lanqiu's number popped up on my phone, I dialed it wrong and picked it up.

"Xiao Lin?"

"Well, it's me."

Ling Lanqiu's voice was a little weak.

"I'm in the hospital, can you come over?"

In fact, to be honest, before these days, Ling Lanqiu and I hardly even talked to each other, but for some reason, I felt a sense of duty to her regardless of the weather.

Maybe we are really suitable to be friends, not necessarily.

This time I went to the second floor, obstetrics and gynecology.I was about to take the elevator when the elevators opened and an operating table rolled out.

The scene was a common chaos in hospitals. Some people were holding bottles of rehydration fluid and blood, some people were kneeling on the bed doing CPR, and several people were pushing the bed.