Chapter 573 I Really Like You

"Get married? Looking for this kind of woman?"

The sound of Tsing Yi gnashing of teeth sounded.

He felt that the person in front of him was really cruel to him.

But he was willing, and he asked for everything.

That's right, it was just my own wishful thinking from the beginning to the end, and I never expressed my intentions. Why do you say he is cruel?

"Well...Of course you can't find this kind of woman when you start a family. It's still okay to talk about your relationship."

The more outrageous things he said made Tsing Yi doubt whether he was the person he knew before.

"Your feelings are so cheap and versatile?"

Tsing Yi clenched her fists tightly, her jaw tightened, and anger was burning in her eyes.

Seeing that Tsing Yi seemed to be angry, the drunkard realized that the joke was too big, and quickly shook his head to explain:

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding."

"..."

"I'm really joking. I'm talking about it. Don't take it seriously. You haven't even got married yet. How can I get married?"

You haven't got married yet, who am I going to marry with?

Seeing the drunkard's eagerness to explain, most of the anger in Tsing Yi's heart disappeared, but he was still in a bad mood.

"Don't make such jokes again."

"No way, no way." The drunkard smiled and shook his head.

"sleep."

"Oh."

The drunkard obediently lay down beside Tsing Yi, and moved closer to him.

After a minute of silence, he started talking again:

"Brother Tsing Yi, can you sing?"

"Am I older than you?"

Tsing Yi didn't answer the question instead.

The drunkard stretched out his hand in front of him and made a yes sign.

"Two months older than me."

"You don't even remember your real name, how can you remember this?"

The drunkard knew that Tsing Yi was trying to trick him.

"I said two months is two months."

"..."

He still wouldn't say anything.

Tsing Yi let out a sigh of relief, not wanting to ask these things on the sidelines, but answered the alcoholic's previous question: "Can't sing."

"I knew that some of the people who hang out with Jun Moyan are romantic. Then what kind of people do you like?"

The alcoholic asks what kind of person he likes, not what kind of girl he likes.

Tsing Yi didn't notice this detail, but even if he did, he wouldn't think too much about it.

Tsing Yi didn't answer, but asked back: "What kind do you like?"

"I like it..." The alcoholic elongated the ending, as if he was really thinking about this question.

"Ability, money, cooking, caring, good-looking."

Hearing the drunkard's answer, Tsing Yi just wanted to say: You are a man, how can you expect a girl to be capable and rich, know how to cook, and love others.

But suddenly felt that this sentence is very familiar...

Isn't this... He just praised his words?

Tsing Yi looked at the drunkard, seeing the drunkard looking at him with a smile, he knew he was making trouble again, so he said something angrily.

"boring."

"I like being nice to me."

"What if a man treats you well? You like him too?"

"What's wrong with the man? As long as I like it."

"..."

Tsing Yi couldn't tell which of his words was a joke for a moment, but if possible, I really hope that what he said was not a joke.

But after four years of love and no response, he knows very well that this is just a joke.

Tsing Yi didn't speak, and closed his eyes again.

He didn't pay any attention to the bunch of things the drunkard said to himself later.

Drowsily half asleep and half awake, Tsing Yi felt something warm touch his lips, a very familiar breath...

In a trance, it seemed that someone said seven words in his ear: I really like you.

But it seems like a dream.