Living with School Hunk and Childhood Friend for 22 Years

  And I started pouring cup after cup into my belly.

  I rarely drink alcohol and I'm not good at holding my liquor.

  I don't know how much I drank, but I know it wasn't a lot.

  "So I started talking nonsense: 'Han Yu Xi, tell me, am I not pretty enough? Or not cute enough?'"

  "Who said you're very pretty and cute?" I vaguely heard Hanyoohee's voice.

  "So you tell me, why did Yuxi betray me? Why, after being apart from him for such a short time, he found someone to replace me so quickly." I continued to vent my grievances to Han Youhui.

  "He doesn't appreciate you, so there's no need for you to torture yourself like this."

  "I love him so much, thinking of him every day and night, but he... is in the arms of another woman. I... vomit..."

  Talking and talking, I feel like my stomach is churning over and over again...

  Han Youxi hurried over to me and gently patted my back.

  "It must be tough, shall we head back first?" Han Yuhee asked me tentatively.

  "It's you who said to accompany me to the end, but now you're backing out so quickly. Men are all the same, they say things they can't do, and even if they can, they don't want to do them." I muttered vaguely to Han Youxi.

  "Alright, alright, I'll accompany you to the end, accompany you to the end..." Han Youhui's words were tinged with a hint of helplessness.

  Yes, I haven't known him for long, and we can't be considered friends, only acquaintances. Why should he accompany me? Bringing a burden...

  "Then let's keep drinking." So I picked up my cup again and poured it into my mouth desperately.

  Han Youxi could only helplessly watch me from the side.

  I don't know how much I drank, kept drinking and drinking until I couldn't drink anymore, then I stopped.

  At that time, I should be described with an idiom "dead drunk".

  I was dazed and confused as I was supported out of the bar by Han Youxi. The cold wind outside blew over me, clearing my head a bit, but my mind was still in a haze.

  I didn't expect Jiayao to have reached the point of using alcohol to numb herself.

  "Alas, I'm so drunk." Hyun-hee muttered softly.

  As a result, Han Youhui carried me into the car, and I felt that I had no strength at all, lying softly in Han Youhui's arms.

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