Chapter 502 Tsing Yi Drunken Confession
The boy watched the two leave, hesitated for a moment, and finally went with them.
Tsing Yi drove the car, and the young man got into the car and left Wuyuan.
Along the way, Tsing Yi and the drunkard were talking, while the boy could only sit behind and listen.
The two of them didn't go to any restaurant, but found a restaurant that specializes in roast chicken. Tsing Yi ordered a few cans of beer in front of the alcoholic for the first time, and didn't seem to want to stop the alcoholic from drinking.
"Give."
The drunkard took the chicken leg that Tsing Yi handed over, looked at it, and then took a bite.
"Is it delicious?" Tsing Yi asked.
The drunkard smiled: "It's not as delicious as mine."
"You can cook?" Tsing Yi was a little surprised and surprised.
"I can only cook roast chicken, but I can't do anything else, and even the noodles are not delicious." But Brother Ci likes to eat it.
On the morning when Ge turned into a human, it was the first time he tried to cook noodles. He knew it was not delicious, but Ge still had a good time eating it.
The young man at the side looked at the alcoholic and listened to his words, feeling uncontrollably uncomfortable.
Will you be my unfinished concern?
But I don't remember anything, what should I do.
"I haven't heard you say it." Tsing Yi looked a little lonely, and his eyes were a little hurt.
It's not just that he hasn't heard him say this, they've known each other for six years, and he doesn't even know what his real name is, yet he still foolishly likes him all the time, don't you think it's ridiculous?
The drunkard is not stupid, he heard the sadness in Tsing Yi's words, but pretended not to know anything.
He raised his head and took a sip of beer.
Looking at the wine tank, he said, "Why is this wine so weak?"
"It's because you are used to drinking too strong wine, and you have no feeling for these ordinary wines."
"yes?"
The drunkard responded, raised his head again and took two sips, but still felt that the taste was a bit bland.
"Don't drink so much at night."
Tsing Yi spoke, but he raised a can and started to drink.
The drunkard glanced at Tsing Yi who was drinking heavily, put down the beer in his hand, and ate the roast chicken silently.
After that, I didn't drink any more.
Because if I guess correctly, he will have to drive in a while.
Tsing Yi doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, and after two or three cans of beer, he gets a little tipsy.
He seemed to have something on his mind, and also seemed to want to get himself drunk on purpose, so that he didn't have to worry too much like when he was sober, and wanted to speak a few words to the drunkard boldly.
So he kept drinking and finally got himself drunk.
Tsing Yi was lying on the table, already unconscious from drunk.
The drunkard looked at Tsing Yi, who was drinking, with no expression on his face, but in his heart, he was looking forward to whether he had something to say to him after getting himself drunk.
It is not entirely expected to say that it is all expectations, of course there are also fears.
Afraid that Tsing Yi would say something that made him feel guilty and difficult to make a choice, in short, he felt very conflicted.
Tsing Yi who was lying on the table suddenly let out a smirk, he got up and looked for the wine on the table.
I took several jars in a row, but they were all empty.
Finally, he picked up the half can still left in front of the alcoholic and shook it.
With a smirk, he said, "...and more."
He said, and continued to drink.
Seeing Tsing Yi and the alcoholic drinking the same can of wine, the boy felt a little uncomfortable, which was weird.
He finally finished the last half of the can.
Tsing Yi hiccupped, lay back on the table again, kowtowed, and said drunkenly to himself: "After drinking so much, I still don't think the wine tastes good, but why do you like it so much?"
"I can't remember how I drank the first sip of wine, but I will always remember why I drank." The alcoholic looked at the several bottles and cans that were tilted to and fro.