C155 (2/2)

It seems that everyone wanted to drink this monkey Su Xiang down today, so at this time, everyone started their battle. One by one, they attacked Su Xiang, and even Tan Bin, whom everyone had just met, joined in.

Su Xiang did not say anything. After clinking cups with everyone, he finished the wine in his cup. Under Su Xiang's power, everyone was knocked down one by one by Su Xiang, all the way until Zhang Jun, who seemed to be more or less done for, but still managed to drink eighty percent of the liquor before falling down, lying on the table like a pile of mud. He would occasionally burp his wine and say, ”Come, let's dry it.” At the same time, he gestured with his hands.

Seeing that Su Xiang had finally fallen down, Zhang Jun stood up, looked at Zhang Song and said: ”Hehe, hehe, don't blame me for it, us brothers already promised, you must also get drunk.”

Zhang Song understood what he meant, and immediately said loudly: ”Alright, today I will sacrifice my life to accompany you.” As he said that, he grabbed a bottle of wine beside him and gave it to Zhang Jun. Then, he took out a full bottle and said to him, ”Drink it all up. As he said this, he raised the bottle and the two of them started drinking.

Originally, Zhang Song's tolerance for alcohol was very poor, but after training with these drunkards, it could obviously be considered to be of a good rank. After drinking the wine, Zhang Jun followed the crowd and fell onto the table. At the same time, Zhang Song also became a little drunk, and his mind started to become a little blurry.

This reunion dinner ended when all the boys fell down drunk together. After Cao Jia paid the bill, with the assistance of the restaurant's attendants and security, he helped the drunk people into the car. A few girls drove the sleeping people into the school.

After parking the car, everyone carried the group, who had no idea what was going on, and walked towards their dorm room.

Compared to the rest, Zhang Song was still relatively awake. With Dongfang Yi's support, he slowly approached the boy's dormitory.

Right at the corner, Zhang Song who was a little blurry suddenly woke up. He had a feeling that someone was secretly watching him, and under the stimulation of the alcohol, Zhang Song became intoxicated once again, when he saw the blurry figure of a stranger that he had never seen before, slowly walking away. Zhang Song stopped himself from moving, and shook his head with all his might.

Drunk, extremely drunk. Zhang Song didn't know how long it had been since he had been this drunk. During the period of time that Mu Xinyi left, he wanted himself to be completely drunk everyday, but he couldn't. But today he was drunk, not only because he was happy with his brothers, but also because of some other reason?

People who said that they were drunk were actually somewhat sober. In fact, it was only because they weren't completely drunk. They were only drunk to the point that they didn't want to get drunk at all. But if you were really drunk, you would fall asleep like a dead pig, and wake up as if nothing had happened. Only by getting drunk like this could he make people forget about his troubles and forget about everything.

Zhang Song fell into a deep sleep. He really did not know anything else.

At night, the sky was obscured by the dark curtain of the night. The moonlight was dim and the rain was drizzling in the sky. A slight breeze blew through the hot summer and brought a cool feeling to the people.

In his haziness, Zhang Song had a dream. was quietly standing in front of him, watching him. Even though he was close, he felt that he was so far away that he couldn't even catch up to him.

Just as Zhang Song was about to speak, Mu Xinyi's figure slowly floated backwards. Zhang Song was extremely anxious and quickly extended his hands out to grab onto Mu Xinyi, who was about to leave, but everything happened in the opposite direction. No matter how hard tried to call him, he was unable to stop Mu Xinyi's indifferent silhouette that was flying far away.

Watching Mu Xinyi's disappearing figure silently, Zhang Song cried, like a lost child crying in fear, causing others to feel pity for him.

The morning sunlight shone into the room, gentle and dazzling. Zhang Song opened his eyes with a headache, and then fiercely rubbed his temples. Being drunk was enough to make one forget all their worries, but not only did they still feel their worries after waking up, they also had to endure the feeling of being drunk that made their brains burst.

This dream felt so real, it made Zhang Song feel like it was from another world.

His thoughts flooded over like floodwaters. Two lines of tears that had yet to dry hung at the corners of his eyes. As clear-headed as he was at this moment, he once again thought of Mu Xinyi. He slowly closed his eyes, and tried his best to recall every moment he saw Mu Xinyi in his dream last night.

Some people will remember it, even if they forget his or her face, his or her voice, his or her smile, but every time they think of him or her, that feeling will never change. This separation might be ten years, twenty years, or even a lifetime. In the old days, they would talk nonsense together; they would ”rob” one another of their snacks; they would rub together their ears; they would sing songs that they thought they liked to hear, even though they were out of tune … All of this had become memories of the past, the most precious gift they had left behind for each other.

Life, perhaps, is like this. What's the use of cowering in the midst of happiness and sorrow, filled with many things you don't expect and don't want to face? There was no lack of pleasure in seeing these things. After experiencing them, he would understand more, and he would slowly evolve and grow up in these things.