In a blink of an eye, Cheng Qingge had already entered the hot pot restaurant and sat quietly opposite Wu Jiahao.

Wu Jiahao saw Cheng Qingge suddenly appear, but he was not surprised at all. He looked up at Cheng Qingge and didn't say a word, just continued to drink his unlimited drink. The hot pot was boiling, and the water vapor was rising between the two of them.

Cheng Qingge knows that people who drink alcohol should not try to grab a wine glass from him, don't tell him not to drink, let alone say that he has drunk too much, because he will definitely say that he is not drunk. At this time, the more you persuade, the more energetic he will become. So, it's still going to wait for him to stop.

What's more, on the other side is Wu Jiahao, a scholar who has always been so self-disciplined. Cheng Qingge knew that he would definitely stop. So, she watched him quietly, waiting for him to stop, waiting for him to speak.

Otherwise, he would not be the Wu Jiahao that Cheng Qingge knew.

Sure enough, when Wu Jiahao's infinite refill cup wiped out the smile on the little waiter's face, he finally stopped drinking. He put down the cup in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Cheng Qingge opposite.

He was full of drunkenness, his cheeks were red, his eyes were confused, but he suddenly smiled at Cheng Qingge.

Unexpectedly, when he smiled, Cheng Qingge's heart hurt even more.

Wu Jiahao said with a smile: "Senior sister, you are here." I forgot if I said I was going to invite you to hot pot. Look at me, why didn't I wait for you to come, and I started drinking. I seem to have drunk a little too much today, don't I? Sister, I'm drinking a little too much. ”

Cheng Qingge looked at Wu Jiahao and the row of empty beer glasses on the table, listening to Wu Jiahao talking drunk, and felt more and more sad. She really didn't know what to say, but she couldn't bear to watch him drink to drown his sorrows.

looked at the hot pot in front of her, and the bottom of the pot was her favorite three-pin pot, spicy and mushroom soup, and in the middle was a delicious tomato soup base. The pot was full of boiling stuff, and it didn't seem to have eaten much at all.

Cheng Qingge suddenly thought that the hot soup was sober.

So, she silently picked up a small spoon to help Wu Jiahao fill a small bowl of tomato soup and handed it over.

I still remember the first time they came to this restaurant to eat hot pot, she drank several bowls of this tomato soup, and almost turned the bottom of the pot into an infinite refill.

At that time, she and Wu Jiahao could still drink and chat, chatting until they forgot the time.

But in the blink of an eye, they were as speechless as they are now.

Wu Jiahao, who was on the other side, looked at the soup bowl handed over by Cheng Qingge, smiled at Cheng Qingge again, and drank it in a few sips, regardless of whether it was hot or not. Then, he handed the empty bowl to Cheng Qingge, and Cheng Qingge had no choice but to give it to him again. He took it and continued to drink.

Cheng Qingge thought to himself, it's not a matter to drink like this, he has already drunk so much beer just now, and after drinking so much soup, can his stomach really stand it?

Therefore, she had no choice but to put down the soup spoon in her hand, took the bowl handed over by Wu Jiahao, tried to look into his eyes and said, "Senior brother, don't be like this, it's okay." You don't drink anymore. Don't drink anything anymore. ”

Wu Jiahao listened but then smiled and said, "Senior sister, are you worried about me?" You say, do you care about me? I'm telling you, I'm fine. I don't really have anything to do with it. ”

Cheng Qingge looked at Wu Jiahao, and he didn't know if what he said was okay, whether it was the two of them saying goodbye in the morning, or being drunk now.

Wu Jiahao looked at Cheng Qingge for a while, revealing the kind of innocent expression that can often be seen on his face, and said, "Okay, my sister is unhappy." My sister said she wouldn't let me drink it, so I definitely wouldn't drink it. I listen to my sister. ”

After saying that, he picked up the scoop and began to fish something from the pot to eat.

However, before he ate, he actually habitually put the first spoonful of things he fished out on the plate in front of Cheng Qingge. Then put the rest on your plate and eat it in a big gulp.

Cheng Qingge looked at the vegetables and meat in front of him, and his eyes were moist again.

He was really nice to her, but why should she hurt him, if she could, she didn't want him to be hurt in the slightest.

Wu Jiahao quickly finished eating the things on the plate, and looked up at Cheng Qingge, as if he had been thinking for a long time.

Then, he actually opened his mouth and said the sentence that Cheng Qingge was most afraid of hearing from his mouth. He said: "Cheng Qingge, do you know, I like you. ”

When he said this, although Wu Jiahao's face was full of drunkenness, Cheng Qingge saw that his eyes seemed to be shining with starlight.

But Cheng Qingge knew that listening to this confession at this moment was not the time to get drunk. She just felt her heart thump, this sentence that had made her wonder for a long time, and she finally heard it after she said goodbye to him.

Wu Jiahao didn't wait for Cheng Qingge to respond, and then said: "Cheng Qingge, I really like you, I like you very much." Really like it. ”

Could it be that the hot pot is too hot?

He said so seriously, he really liked her. Cheng Qingge felt that his eyes seemed to be full of mist.

She didn't know what to say, but through the mist, she looked at him, at the person she had clearly rejected that morning, and at the person who was saying that she liked her.

Wu Jiahao looked at Cheng Qingge's stunned appearance, and lowered his head and smiled again. He put both hands on the table, pressed his two hands against his forehead, and continued: "Cheng Qingge, do you know? I especially want you to stay with me. It all started when we bumped into each other on the campus road. You crashed into my arms in a hurry, and you crashed into my heart in that moment.

Really, think about it, I've liked you for a long, long time, but I never got a chance to say it.

I once asked myself, I asked myself, do you like Cheng Qingge, what do you like about her. Do you really like her?

Do you know? Every time I ask myself, the answer is really like. I like to listen to you, I like to see you laugh, I like the way you are serious, I like all of you.

However, every time I get close, I can feel that your smile is on others. The closer I got, the stronger the feeling became. I want to lie to myself, as long as I work hard, I can also keep your eyes on myself.

However, I eventually discovered that there are some things that cannot be achieved through hard work.

Love especially.

So, I already knew that you wouldn't stay with me all the time. You won't be the Cheng Qingge that belongs to me. No, it won't. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Jiahao looked up at Cheng Qingge again, and continued to say: "Hehe, Cheng Qingge, I finally said it. I finally convinced myself.

I finally knew that no matter how hard I tried, there was still a little bit of a gap between us.

Today, Cheng Qingge, if you tell me that you have someone you like, I know that you can finally face your inner feelings, and I also know that it's time to face reality. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Jiahao casually picked up an empty wine glass, as if he was going to pour another glass of beer, but the wine glass was already empty.

He pursed the corners of his mouth again and said, "Cheng Qingge, it's okay." I really don't care. I had expected this to be the end. I've tried, so I know. However, the past between us will become my best memory. And I just want to let you know that I really liked you. ”

Cheng Qingge sat quietly opposite Wu Jiahao like this, listening to his long confession word by word.

She only felt that the water vapor rising from the hot pot was getting stronger and stronger? It was so thick that Cheng Qingge's eyes were wet, and her face was also damp. She felt that Wu Jiahao on the other side couldn't see clearly!

At this time, she suddenly heard Wu Jiahao reach out and hand over the tissue and say, "Senior sister, don't cry, don't cry!" ”

Cheng Qingge saw that his arm was on top of the heat of the hot pot, and he didn't seem to feel burned at all. His eyes were full of Cheng Qingge's crying red eyes.

Cheng Qingge hurriedly took the tissue and wiped the tears on his face, he wanted to open his mouth and say how could I cry, the steam of the hot pot is too big, and your eyes are red!

However, Cheng Qingge seemed to have lost his voice, and suddenly couldn't say anything.

Wu Jiahao continued to use the strength of the wine to say: "Senior sister, it's all my fault. I just want to make you happy. You should be happy every day. I don't want you to be sad. I want to give you the greatest pleasure, but I know that I can't give it after all. ”

Cheng Qingge only felt that his tears were crackling and falling like rain, and he couldn't stop it anymore.

I cried in the playground in the morning, but I didn't expect to cry again in the hot pot restaurant at night.

It's not enough to say goodbye once, it seems that you have to abuse it again.

Cheng Qingge thought to himself, the senior brother is really the legendary little prince of literature, and even the scene of separation, every word made him say so emotionally, where can he still parry.

However, fortunately, Wu Jiahao did drink a little too much tonight, and after eating, his drunkenness obviously rose again, and he muttered words to make Cheng Qingge happy, and then his body began to soften little by little, and his head began to lower little by little, until he finally completely lay on the table and stopped moving.

Cheng Qingge got up and walked to Wu Jiahao's side with some worry, pushed him, and shouted "Senior Brother" twice.

Fortunately, Wu Jiahao lay on the table and hummed twice in response.

Cheng Qingge was a little relieved at this time, he was just drunk.

Looking at Wu Jiahao, who was so drunk that he had fallen asleep, Cheng Qingge suddenly remembered the night she was drunk, she remembered Wu Jiahao's generous back in a trance, and she seemed to have been carried home by him.

Today, it was replaced by Wu Jiahao lying here, but Cheng Qingge didn't have any tricks? He is such a big man, Cheng Qingge must not be able to carry it...... But you can't just watch him sleep in someone's store, right? People don't agree to it in the store!

Just as she felt helpless, Ma Xiaoya appeared in time.