His words were unhurried, but they were born with fatal affection, and it was impossible to pretend not to hear them.

Si Fang's footsteps paused, turned his face away and stopped looking at him, and said a little unnaturally: "It seems that you really don't drink less." ”

"You are indeed drunk, and if you are not drunk, how can I see you?"

Gu Wei's hand hung down, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "You only appeared when I was drunk, and when I sobered up, you disappeared again." ”

Si Fang just wanted to refute him, only to realize that what he thought was happening now was just a dream he had, just like many dreams he had had before.

She didn't know what had appeared in his dreams, and she didn't know that she had been in his dreams.

Si Wei sighed softly, and finally couldn't look at Gu Huan's current appearance as if the sky was about to fall, so he slowly walked towards him and squatted down in front of him.

"Uncle, you've drunk too much."

For some reason, this sentence is obviously so ordinary, but the moment Si Fang said it, he felt slightly sour at the tip of his nose.

It's been a long time since they've spoken like this.

Every time we meet, it's either sneering or sarcastic, or it's embarrassing to pretend to have amnesia.

She pursed her lips and forcibly suppressed the emotions that suddenly surged up in her heart, "Do you want me to call Lu Ziang?" Or call Sister An Jing? You can't go back by yourself. ”

Gu Wei didn't speak all the time, just quietly looked at her chattering appearance, with an inexplicable smile on her face.

Seeing him like this, Si Fang was naturally a little angry, raised his chin and asked fiercely, "What are you laughing at?" What did I say so funny? ”

"You're finally willing to talk to me." He smiled without losing half a minute, raised his hand and touched her head, "That's good." ”

Si Fang's heart moved, and he asked, "Then what do you usually dream about me?" ”

His hand was still on her head, running it down her hair.

"You ignore me, no matter how much I ask you, you say you don't remember me." Gu Wei said slowly, looking at her fixedly, seeing that she was a little weak-hearted.

"But, no matter what you say, I think—" he paused, and continued, "you remember me. ”

"It's just that I did something wrong, and you don't want to pay attention to me."

If it weren't for the smell of alcohol on his body, Si Fang wouldn't have thought that he was drunk, after all, how could a drunk person say such logical and clear words.

She tilted her head away from his hand, wanting to change the topic quietly, "You must have a lot of work to do tomorrow, I think I'd better call Sister An Jing and ask her to send you home." ”

"Lu Ziang is unreliable, I must have fallen asleep again after I called him."

As she spoke, she prepared to get up, trying to escape the strange atmosphere that made her feel uncomfortable.

Gu Wei grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his side even harder.

"I haven't woken up from this dream yet, how can the protagonist think about leaving the scene first?"

His eyes were clear and clear, as if the drunkenness just now was just a lame lie.

Si Fang looked at him and was stunned for a while, before he remembered and asked, "Are you drunk or not?" ”

"You treat me as drunk, and when what I just said to you is true."

Gu Wei was terrifyingly calm, and looked at Si Wei for a moment, "So, this is even if we reconcile." ”

He didn't ask for any of her opinions, but made his own decision, and then bullied him forward, threatening to kiss him.