Pulling the ponytail and school grass cohabiting for 21 years

  Now he must be very happy walking hand in hand with his girlfriend on the street, or perhaps two people are happily embracing each other.

  Originally, I could have had all these in the early years of Bei. But unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway.

  Where is my happiness?

  Maybe Han Youxi thought I looked silly again. So he patted his chest and said to me: "Don't worry if your brother is not here, I'll take you out for dinner tonight, after dinner I'll take you out to have fun, I'll take good care of you, how about having a crazy time?"

  I looked at Han Yu-hee with grateful eyes and nodded slightly.

  Han Youxi said to me again: "However, you have to promise me that from tonight onwards, starting tomorrow, don't be sad and cry for him anymore, okay?"

  Looking at Han Yu Xi's deep and sentimental eyes makes it hard for one to refuse her.

  I also reluctantly nodded to Han Youxi, but I didn't know if I could do it. I think it's not that easy to forget, and it's not like I won't be sad for him just because I don't want to cry.

  When you are disheartened, you hope someone will give you courage; when you are hesitant and uncertain, you hope someone will give you understanding; when you are spiritually impoverished, you hope to receive warm applause.

  Now Han Yu Xi has given me a lot of courage and understanding.

  After having dinner with Han Yu Xi, Han Yu Xi asked me: "Where do you want to go next? I'll accompany you all the way."

  Where to play? Who still has the mood to play at this time?

  At this moment I thought of something that could make me forget everything, and that was alcohol.

  "I want to drink." I said faintly.

  Han Youxi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said to me: "Alright, let's go have a drink."

  Then Han Youhui took me to a bar very faithfully.

  "What drink would you like? I'll treat you, don't be polite." After finding a seat, Han Yoo-hee said to me with a big smile.

  "I want to drink spleen wine." I said calmly.

  "Good." Han Youxi finished speaking and waved his hand, calling out: "Waiter, spleen wine."

  Soon, the table was filled with dishes of spleen soup, and then some small dishes were ordered.