This is the first time I have seen Ding Yi drunk, and if I hadn't had to use my breastfeeding strength to support him, I really wanted to use my mobile phone to take pictures of this "shocking" scene!

It turns out that Ding Yi's wine is much better than mine, and I thought that a person like him, who usually doesn't talk much, should talk more when he gets drunk, but it turned out to be a little disappointed that he actually spoke less than usual, almost not saying a word.

Although Ding Yi was not so drunk that he couldn't even take a step, he pressed the weight of his whole body on me as if he was deliberate! I helped him stagger to the side of the road to take a taxi, and finally stuffed him into a taxi with great ease.

When I got home, I threw him on the couch in a frustrated manner, and then collapsed next to him, if it weren't for the fact that I used to be drunk and he served me, I would have thrown him on the bed and left him alone.

"Ding Yi, can you hear me?" I whispered in his ear.

"Can you ......" Ding Yi closed his eyes and spit out a word heavily.

When I heard this, I couldn't help but laugh and say, "I'll go! You're really a treasure trove of words! It seems that you'll have to quit drinking like me in the future." ”

Ding snorted when he heard this, and then continued to close his eyes and pretend to be dead...... At this time, I suddenly felt bad, so I whispered in his ear, "Ding Yi, who is your first girlfriend?"

"No......" Ding Yi muttered softly.

I was skeptical that he had understood what I was asking, so I continued with this game of "drunk and spitting the truth", trying to get something out of this cold guy's mouth that I didn't know about the black history.

"At what age do you stop wetting the bed?"

"I don't know ......"

I almost couldn't hold back my laughter......

"And who is your best friend?" I confidently thought he would say it was mine, but he was silent for a moment and then suddenly said, "I don't have any friends......

I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when I heard this, what do you mean by not having friends? So who am I? So I went on to ask, "Do you have a good brother?"

"No ......" The same cold answer came out of his mouth again, and my heart immediately felt like someone had been thrown in the refrigerator, frozen and cold......

After a pause, I asked the last question with a very unhappy feeling, "Then there are always some important people in your life, right?

Hearing my question, Ding Yi sat up from the sofa suddenly, then stared at his dark eyes and looked left and right, and finally slowly raised his hand and pointed at my nose and said, "You!" Then he plunged into the sofa and fell asleep, leaving me to sit there stunned......

What does this drunkard mean? The most important person is me? But in his heart, I have nothing to do with my friends, my lover, or my brothers!? How can I still do this? What is my place in his heart?

This question has been deeply bothering me that night, to be honest, I have known Ding Yi for so long, I really regard him as my best friend and brother, but now I listen to his "mantra" after drinking...... For a while, it really made me feel a thousand tastes in my heart!

Thinking about all the things we have experienced along the way, it is no exaggeration to say that Ding Yi will always be my most solid backing in the most dangerous times, and we can even die for each other.

I have always felt that the friendship between the two of us is tacit with each other, and it is a tacit understanding that as long as I look at Ding Yi, I can follow my life with my life......

But I never thought about why this was, because I felt that Ding Yi was a brother in my heart who could live his life, and this was how we felt to each other from the time I first met him......

But I just heard him say that he has no lover, no friends, and no brothers in his heart? What does he think of me? I can't be a good sister, right? Is it that the friendship between us has always been taken for granted by myself?

After a sleepless night, I sat up from the bed with a pair of panda eyes, and after a night of entanglement, I still couldn't understand what Ding Yi was thinking.

At this time, I found that Ding Yi was still asleep on the sofa, and his posture had not changed much...... So I hurried over to check the situation, and found that he was frowning, and he didn't mean to wake up.

Damn, it can't be alcohol poisoning, right? I was so frightened that I whispered to him, "Ding Yi, how are you feeling?"

But this kid didn't react at all, I immediately panicked, so I quickly pushed him, but he didn't react except for still breathing steadily.

In desperation, I had to call Uncle Li, but this old god stick is now working outside, but after he briefly asked about Ding Yi's situation, he told me not to worry about it, it should just be that he hasn't sobered up yet.

Now that I think about it, I really don't know how much wine Ding Yi blocked for me last night, what red, white, beer...... Just when I was hesitating whether to call 120, it suddenly occurred to me that Wu Annie didn't study medicine?

So I hurriedly dialed the girl's phone, fortunately, although this girl is usually very cold, but when she heard that there was a patient who needed her, she still rushed over with me without saying a word.

Because I told her on the phone that Ding Yi had drunk too much last night, she brought some Chinese medicine over and boiled a bowl of sobering soup for Ding Yi...... But after this sobering soup was boiled, Wu Annie and I couldn't pour it with a lot of effort, and Ding Yi, the dead boy, just refused to open his mouth.

In the end, Wu Annie saw that it couldn't go on like this, so she said with a cold face, "If you really can't pour it, you can only go to the hospital for infusion, otherwise it will delay the condition for a long time......"

Just as we were about to take this drunk to the hospital, he suddenly woke up with a sudden movement of his eyelids...... It's just that Ding Yi at this time has obviously not completely sobered up, and his eyes showed a rare confusion.

When I saw it, I hurriedly brought the decanting soup and said, "Ancestor, can you take a sip?"

Ding Yi looked at me after hearing this, and then looked at the bowl of black decanting soup in my hand, and actually reached out to take it and dried it up!

I don't know if this soup is too unpalatable, Ding Yi immediately showed an expression of wanting to vomit after drinking it...... ()

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