"Okay, okay, can't I take you, Haichuan, don't drink anymore, drinking too much wine hurts your body.

Even if you get angry with me, you don't need to toss yourself, if you're still a man, just listen to me, don't drink anymore, don't be so careful!" Qingli sat directly across from him and spoke loudly to him, but Haichuan didn't seem to listen at all.

Why is this person like this, the air is blocked, the meaning is fine, why do you have to be more serious. In desperation, Qingli walked over, snatched the wine bottle from his hand, threw it aside, and shouted: "Lu Haichuan, I told you not to drink because I was concerned about you, what do you want to do?"

He no longer knew who he was now, what he was doing, he just liked and even coveted the mellow taste of fermented whole grains. The wine in her hand was snatched away by her in one fell swoop, and Haichuan shouted weakly: "Give it to me, what do you care about me?" Even if I am drunk or dead, I am still alone, and I have nothing to do with you, and my fall has nothing to do with you!"

How can this work, he doesn't listen to his own words at all, Qingli is a little anxious, what should I do. I can't let him drink anymore, it's not okay to drink too much wine, by the way, there is still a bottle of Sanshu soup in half a box at home, so give it all to him. Qingli hurriedly got off the table and wanted to get something, but Haichuan grabbed him and kept shouting for her to return the wine, and he would never stop if he didn't give him the wine.

There was no way, Qingli had to help him into his room, let him sit in the house for a while, and go to the refrigerator to get Sanshu soup. "Here you go, this wine is delicious!Let's drink it all!" Qingli opened the bottle of Sangshu soup and handed it to him, Haichuan took it and poured it, he didn't know what it was, but the taste was still quite good, and drinking it made people's hearts warm.

A bottle of Sangshu soup soon bottomed out, and Haichuan was almost supported, so he lay down, and suddenly quieted down. The moment he saw him fall, Qingli's heart trembled, and he shouted: "Hey, Lu Haichuan, this is my room, don't lie on my bed!" It's a pity that it was too late, Haichuan collapsed, couldn't wake up again, and never got up again.

It's good now, it's just luring the wolf into the room, he's really, how can he sleep anywhere, the most important thing is that he can't sleep anywhere, he has to sleep in his own bed, this Qingli can't bear it, but what can he do, he has to back down. Qingli sighed helplessly, and hurried to the next door to find a helper, if he slept here, then where would he sleep?

After a while, Qingli came over with Beidou. After explaining the situation, Beidou walked over and called Haichuan a few times loudly, but Haichuan didn't move at all, and Beidou pushed him again, it was still the same. Haichuan slept so dead that he didn't know anything at all, and now even if you threw him out of the window, he still didn't feel anything at all.

"I'll carry him over, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. Beidou smiled and apologized to Qingli, and as he spoke, he reached over and hugged Haichuan, but Haichuan pushed him away, turned around, and muttered: "Don't move me, I want to sleep!" After finishing speaking, he fell asleep again, he slept very quietly, like a child who had not grown up.

It seems that Haichuan is enjoying it very much, so Qingli has no choice but to give up, and said to Beidou: "Brother Beidou, then let him sleep here, I'll go to his side tonight, you can go back first, I'm really sorry, I'm tired of you!" Beidou nodded and went back to his room.

I really can't help him, in fact, Haichuan's alcohol consumption is not good, but why drink so much. Qingli sat down on the edge of the bed gently, watching him sleep like a newborn baby, smiled unconsciously, sighed softly, and said: "Lu Haichuan, Lu Haichuan, can you not be so strong, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too strong, be low-key!"

At this moment, the night was deep, and it was quiet all around. The snow-white light hit him like a layer of holy brilliance, and he seemed to have become an angel from a distant land, so pure and flawless. Supporting her little head with both hands, Qingli looked at it, and couldn't help but stay there, and after a while, she smiled, took out her mobile phone from her pocket and took a picture of him when he was sleeping and stored it.

"Fool, don't drink so much if you don't drink too much, if you're out today and see if you don't fall down on the street for the night. Don't do this in the future, do everything you can, and don't hurt yourself, because somewhere you don't know, there will be someone who cares about you and worries about you!" Qingli said to him as he watched him sleep.

There are some things that can only be said if he doesn't know it, because then no one will feel embarrassed. At this time, Qingli doesn't have to worry about anything else, he can say what he has in his heart, although he can't hear it, but if he says it, he will feel better in his heart. Some things can only exist in this way, and if he is awake, everything will be broken.

In the dead of night, it is a time of loneliness and lovesickness. Qingli leaned down and kissed him on the forehead, just so gently, but the deer in his heart kept jumping and couldn't calm down for a long time. It turned out that his feelings for him were so strong, Qingli didn't want to hurt each other anymore, and he didn't want to get his attention to himself in that way.

Haichuan lazily moved, turned around, but scared Qingli a lot, if he knew about this, then wouldn't he be ashamed. Fortunately, he didn't say anything, didn't open his eyes, just lay there quietly and fell asleep, breathing evenly and peacefully. It seems that Haichuan is still sleeping very deeply, and if he didn't wake up, a stone in the green centrifugal fell to the ground.

"Sleep well, forget all those unhappy things, tomorrow is a new day!" Qingli said as he helped him cover the quilt and turn off the lights, before he came out. As soon as she entered Lu Haichuan's room, her eyes lit up, and Haichuan arranged this place in a unique style. Qingli looked at the things placed in the room, and a warm current welled up in his heart.

All of this is as if you have been transported into a dream world. Qingli stood by the wall, reaching out and stroking the carefully framed paintings, looking at the furnishings in the room, the corners of his mouth crossed with a smile.