Cheng Yiming and Han Jing'er were blowing in the wind and drinking beer.

After the third can of beer was in her stomach, Han Jing'er started to feel a little drunk. She couldn't control herself and started to talk more and ramble. In fact, she didn't know what she said.

"Cheng Yiming, I...I didn't expect you to come to Hong Kong. I'm so happy, straight, so happy...I'm happy to see you, happy to be with you, really."

"Are you really that happy?"

"Um."

"Why?"

"I don't know why. Anyway, I am very happy to see you. I am pleasantly surprised...Actually, I am also confused as to why I am very happy to see you? Why?"

"You are in love with me."

"Falling in love with you - uh, let me think about it, am I in love with you... I don't hate you, I am very happy to see you, um... yes, very happy, very happy! Maybe, I am just in love with you

I fell in love with you, I really fell in love with you! Hehe.”

"Why did you fall in love with me?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because you are Cheng Liang! Do you know? The figure from your back when you left 12 years ago has never appeared in my dreams since the autumn when I was 10 years old.

Twelve years later, that memory is still so vivid that it makes me tremble."

"fool!"

"Yeah, I think I'm a fool too. Cheng Yiming, do you know why I was with Qiao Weizhong in the first place? Tell you, because I think his back is very similar to yours back then, tall and thin

...Sometimes, I feel like the figure on his back is you in a trance."

"Then what you loved was me back then, not who I am now."

"I love you both then and now... really, I love you both."

Han Jing'er continued to drink beer while talking to He Yiming. Unknowingly, she drank another can of beer. Later, Han Jing'er became really drunk.

The two of them went down the mountain in the early morning. Han Jing'er was very light, walking with one foot high and one foot low. Cheng Yiming originally supported her, but later simply carried her on his back.

There was unexpected burning heat on Cheng Yiming's back. This burning heat gave Han Jing'er a very safe and warm feeling.

Han Jing'er was on Cheng Yiming's back, her vision gradually blurred, and she felt an extreme sense of sleepiness, like a tide, suddenly submerging her whole body.

Afterwards, she lost track of her affairs.

I don't know how long it took, but Han Jing'er fell into a trance and felt a little conscious.

She seemed to have vomited, and the vomited dirt fell all over her body. She felt that she was lying on a bed, and someone brought a hot towel to wipe her face. She also felt that someone took off her clothes and took them off.

After getting naked, I used a hot towel to wipe her body bit by bit.

She couldn't open her eyes, and her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. She muttered something unknown, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

When Han Jing'er woke up, it was already bright.

Her head felt extremely heavy, her chest felt a little tight, her mouth was dry, and her tongue was dry. The feeling of being drunk was really uncomfortable! It was like going in a circle in hell.

She slowly opened her eyes.

She found herself lying in the hotel room, with Cheng Yiming lying next to her. Cheng Yiming was naked and his body was slightly bent, as if he was sleeping soundly, snoring slightly.

Han Jing'er was startled and sat up with a "whoosh" sound.
Chapter completed!