757 A Million Times for You 119 (2/2)
According to him, the special liquor came at an exorbitant price.
Vexed and frustrated, An Xiaoning decided to chug the entire bottle of liquor.
She downed the liquor that had such a high alcohol content despite having a weak alcohol tolerance. One can only imagine the effects it would have on her body.
She lay on the couch, all flushed red with her eyes glassed over.
Jin Qingyan came home from work at half past five, only to see that she had sprawled herself across the couch and was counting numbers like a fool.
”35267, 35268… hey… you're back?” She stood up on an unsteady gait and stared at him through her blurry vision. ”Why are there so many of you, Jin Qingyan? One, two, three…”
She began pointing her finger at him and counting incessantly while reeking strongly of alcohol.
Amused by the sight of an intoxicated An Xiaoning, Jin Qingyan asked, ”Just how much did you drink?”
”One bottle! I finished all your liquor,” she answered while chuckling.
”I concocted it especially for you. I've already gotten sick of it. Why did you drink so much? You can always just tell me your troubles,” said Jin Qingyan, leaning closer toward her.
An Xiaoning tried to open her eyes wider with all her might. She draped her arms around his neck and leaped up slowly. He straightened his back while she leaned against him, murmuring incoherently in a drunken stupor.
”Qingyan…”
”Yes, I'm here.”
”Do you love me?”
”Of course I do. Isn't it obvious enough?” He carried her onto the bed while she straddled him and leaned her head against his shoulder.
”I love you too.”
Her voice was extremely faint and soft, so much so that Jin Qingyan almost thought she had fallen asleep.
Her confession was like music to his ears. ”What did you say?”
”I said, I love you.” She repeated herself, ”Jin Qingyan, I love you.”
”I know.”
”No, you don't.” She let go of him, sat up straight, and stared at him. ”How would you know? If you knew that I love you, you wouldn't have distrusted me.”
”I was wrong, I won't dare to distrust you again,” he said in a tender and delicate voice, trying to coax her.
Tears began to stream down An Xiaoning's face. Women would usually let their hearts rule their heads once they get drunk and reveal their vulnerable side.
He wiped her tears gently and asked, ”Just what happened? Don't cry.”
”If only we didn't get divorced. If we didn't get divorced, we would still be a lawfully-married couple. Who'd dare to break us up openly? Who would?”
”We can just get married again and register our marriage at the Civil Administration Office whenever we'd like.”
Shaking her head fervently, she refused, ”I don't have the guts to do it. Qingyan, I dare not marry you again, I dare not…”
”Xiaoning, it's all my fault,” said Jin Qingyan, overwhelmed with misery at the sight of her bawling like a child.
Cupping his face in her hands, she stared at him solemnly and said, ”Qingyan, let's discuss something.”
”What is it?”
His heart sank as soon as he noticed the austere expression on her face. Don't tell me she doesn't want to see me again?
No way!
I'll never agree to it!
An Xiaoning extended a hand out to unbuckle his belt while he watched her proceed to untuck his shirt from his trousers. She then pointed at his erect member and exclaimed, ”You're not allowed to put this inside other women!”