After the wine and food were all served, Lao Qian pulled Fang Zeyu to drink, many times Fang Zeyu was talking, but Lao Qian drank more, Xia He couldn't help but think, this guy should be looking for an excuse to get drunk himself.

Looking at the empty wine bottles poured at his feet, Xia He frowned, this is a posture, and he can't walk until midnight.

"Boss Qian, it's a pleasure to meet you, juniors respect you!" Xia He poured himself wine, walked between the two men with a wine glass, and helped Fang Zeyu for a while.

She was not reckless, nor reluctant, nor did she mean to use alcohol to kill her sorrows, she had nothing to worry about except revenge, she really wanted to thank Fang Zeyu for what she helped her, including accompanying herself to the hospital in the afternoon, comforting herself, and then listening to herself say a lot of nonsense.

Lao Qian was happy and poured a cup: "Sister, don't see outside, what kind of money boss, call brother!"

Xia He smiled, poured another half a cup, and then filled the old money.

"Brother Qian, thank you for inviting Boss Fang to dinner with me!"

Fang Zeyu stretched out his hand to stop Xia He: "You just have a stomach problem, don't make trouble!"

Xia He took Fang Zeyu's wine glass and rubbed it on his face with the strength of the wine, like a well-behaved pet. But she's not a pet, she has her own mind, she needs to think for herself.

"Brother!" Xia He called Brother directly this time, and then poured the old money. "I rely on you to take care of my sister more in the future!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!

A glass bottomed out, and another empty bottle was placed under the table.

Fang Zeyu didn't bother to stop it, he happily watched them shouting "brother" and "sister", he didn't expect that at the wine table, Xia He could be so open.

Xia He looked at Fang Zeyu across the table, the student organization of Kuncheng University was not easy to mix, in order to solicit sponsorship, she accompanied her classmates to the school and drank with those sponsors once, and since then she knows that the documents signed on the desk are all drunk like this.

Xia He's eyes are wet, it is easy to make people feel excited, although the atmosphere is in place, and Lao Qian is almost drunk, but the person opposite is Fang Zeyu, he still doesn't dare to joke, no matter what he says when he is sober, he is also measured, he is drunk at this time, no matter how confused Lao Qian is, he doesn't dare to talk about Xia He, he is confused, but he deeply remembers the matter of "underage".

Old Qian yelled to go to the bathroom, obviously there was it in the box, but he opened the door and went out.

Xia He held the wine glass, held the table and walked to Fang Zeyu, Fang Zeyu was sitting, she was standing, she raised the wine glass, and solemnly touched him.

No words, but a thousand words.

Looking back, all the way is twisted and turned, but it is only easy to cross over in a few words, who kisses and who is sparse, there is no need to think about it at all, she is a person with clear grievances, how can it be possible to tie her back with a person's injury?

What is lost is lost, and there is no need for more expectations.

How did he leave in the end, no one had any impression, Lao Qian pulled and pulled people to the car, the driver looked sad and asked Fang Zeyu where to go, Fang Zeyu wrung his brows, thought for a long time, and finally only said two words "hotel".

So when Xia He woke up, he looked at the man next to him and was stunned for a long time.

Where is this, who is he, what happened?

His hair covered half of the man's face, and he slept soundly with a pillow in his hands, no pajamas, and a tie around his neck.

Xia He looked at himself, well, his clothes were still complete, he still had a sock on his feet, and the other one was on the bedside table.

"Fang Zeyu?" Xia He shouted tentatively.