Chapter 10: Drink and Sleep

After the two of them walked away, the hand of the statement was slightly removed from my mouth, and I saw how ambiguous my current posture was.

He took one of my hands behind him, and my hand seemed to be around his waist, and his other hand was on my mouth, and my hand was on his hand, as if we were intimately hugging each other.

My face flushed for no apparent reason, so I pulled his hand over my mouth down, and then stood up from the pole, pretending to be nothing, looking left and right.

My unnaturalness, which did not affect the statement at all, stood again in the treetops and looked at the situation on the construction site, and after a while, he turned to me and said, "Go back." ”

I nodded immediately, now I really want to go home, I don't want to be alone with him anymore, how do I feel embarrassed all the time when I am with him.

Back at the bar, it was already closed, and the bar was cleaned up, and as soon as he saw us coming in, he floated over to ask about the situation.

"It's quite strict, you have to think about it, and then decide." I said something casually, and hurried upstairs.

Diandian didn't understand what was wrong with me, so he asked the statement: "Susu, what's wrong?" Tired? ”

"I haven't gotten used to it yet." One sentence of the statement made my steps pause, and I leaned against the corner of the stairs, leaning my body against the wall, but my mind was in a mess.

I'm not adapted.,I used to be a ghost at home.、Grandpa、Dian two people.,Simple can't be simpler.,I admit,I've lived to be twenty-six years old.,I've never been in love.,I don't know what it's like to have a good impression of the opposite sex.,But it doesn't mean that I'll have anything unusual about the statement.。

If there is something unusual, it is better to say that he brings me a greater sense of mystery, and what happened today makes me sure that he came to this Meng Po bar for a purpose, and it is by no means as simple as to exorcise ghosts.

The moment I returned to my room with some heavy steps and closed the door, I had a plan, and I decided: to dismiss the statement.

I decided, there was nothing to worry about, I decided to sleep, but no matter how much I hypnotized myself in my head, I just couldn't sleep, and it was over, I had insomnia.

Sitting up from the bed, rubbing his face with his hands, sighing helplessly, stretching out his right hand, and looking at it, this hand was firmly held in his hand, and at that time, he seemed to feel an unprecedented sense of security, why is this happening.

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, I decided not to think about it anymore, stood up and opened the door, walked downstairs, went directly to the bar, opened the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine inside, opened the lid, and drank directly to the bottle without using a glass.

"You're going to get drunk." The voice of the statement rang in my ears.

"Hmm...... Ahem...... ......"I was choked, and I was about to die when I coughed."

His big hand patted on my back, helping me to breathe, and the warm palm made my heart move again.

"Ahem...... You cough...... Sleepless...... Ahem...... Come here...... Dry...... What the? I was talking as I breathed.

"I've been sitting in the chair over there, but you didn't see me." He replied calmly.

"Uh...... cough cough...... "I'm speechless, it's my fault, I'm hiding in the dark alone, silent, even if my eyes are good, I can't see it, I glared at him a little angrily, and picked up the wine bottle on the bar and walked out."

"Why do you drink so much at night?" He asked.

"Sleep...... Cough....... I replied angrily.

"Sleep? Is it related to drinking? He didn't understand and followed me.

I stopped, took a deep breath, and turned to look at him: "I can't sleep, and even if I do, I will have nightmares all the time." I raised the bottle: "So, if you get yourself drunk, you won't dream." ”

His brows furrowed, looking at me deeply, but I seemed to see a flash of understanding and distress in his eyes, I couldn't help but shake my head, it must be dazzling.

I turned and walked to the room, and as soon as I pushed the door open, I went in first, and I froze in the doorway, looking at him, not understanding what he was going to do.

"Come in, I'll drink with you." He regained his indifferent expression and spoke very naturally.

"No, you don't." I decisively refused, but in my heart I felt a little fluctuating for his words.

"Maybe you can do it, because I have dreams, nightmares, too." With that, he turned his head and began to look around my room.

Listening to his words, my heart twitched, I bit my lip, went into the house, closed the door, and sat with him on the bed and the other on the chaise longue, because there was no cup in the room, just take a sip, and I took the bottle and drank it.

After a while, a bottle of red wine was gone, I shook the empty wine bottle, my eyes were a little foggy, and I burped: "No...... Can...... Not drunk...... Boom......"

"I'll get it." As he spoke, he stood up and walked out.

When he came back, he had four more bottles of wine in his hand, and when I saw it, I couldn't help but smirk, all she brought back was liquor, but I didn't know how to drink liquor, and I felt like I couldn't swallow it.

With a slight stroke of his finger on the cap, he lifted the wine and put it in front of me, and he opened a bottle himself, and without saying anything, he poured it into his mouth.

I clicked my eyes, and saw that he was drinking so happily, and my heart itched, and I took the wine on the table, and poured it into my mouth as he did.

The spicy, nasal smell in my mouth went straight to my head, and my head was stunned, but when the hot liquid slid into my chest cavity and then into my stomach, I felt very comfortable again, and the pores of my whole body also bloomed.

I don't know how many sips I had, but I remember that at the end of the last moment of consciousness, the statement was coming to me.

Until I woke up again, I was very comfortable, and my head hurt slightly, but I slept very soundly and didn't dream anything.

I reached out to press my slightly aching head, but I couldn't move my hand, as if I had been caught by something.

And my shoulders seem to be wrapped around something, I'm shocked, it can't be a stroke, right?

I immediately opened my eyes, and a handsome face was enlarged in front of me, and he was looking at me with his eyes open, and his gaze was soft, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyebrows were stretched, and his snort was warm.

"Awake?!" His hoarse and magnetic voice rang out.

I swallowed hard, clicked my eyes, my mind was blank, and I didn't react to anything, but my mouth was faster than my brain, and I replied, "Well, wake up." ”

"Dreaming?"

"Nope."

"I didn't dream either."

"Oh......"

"Thank you!"

"Huh?" I don't understand.

"It's the first time in so many years that I've slept so well, thank you." He deepened his smile.

"Me too, help each other." I looked straight at him, and that beautiful smile was already making me look stupid.

"Okay, tonight, let's go together." He laughed as he spoke.

I looked at him with my mouth open, my brain was so stunned that I couldn't say anything.

What does this mean, what's wrong with still holding me to sleep? Still sleeping?