Nanchen didn't think as much as An Shuyi.

She thought that this person would follow the truest thoughts in his heart when he was drunk, and usually he would not cry out for pain no matter how much he was injured, but this kind of "pain" when he was not awake was even more distressing.

After all, how many 22-year-old boys are still enjoying college life, supported by their parents and raised by school, and have not felt the cruelty of society and the cruelty of reality.

And he, at the same age, has already supported himself, and clearly understands what he wants, what he should do next, and is working hard for what he likes step by step.

For such a boy, no one is qualified to evaluate him lightly and maliciously slander him.

After all, who is better than those who slander him?

Those so-called keyboard warriors are just a bunch of fools who hide behind screens and keyboards to vent their dissatisfaction and jealousy, only complain and criticize others for not seeing their dirty bodies.

She remembered who had judged him, only that it was after he had first finished first in the novice class as a motorcycle racer.

The words that commented on him are still fresh in my memory:

A person only has one chance to be a novice in his life, but when he is a novice, he is the first place!

Nanchen looked up at Bei Ning slightly: "Does it hurt?" Do you want to apply ice cubes? ”

Bei Ning's brain was obviously a little sluggish, and he listened to Nan Chen's words and thought for a long time before shaking his head slightly.

Immediately, he put his unreddened hand over the back of her hand, and led her hand to rub the back of his reddened hand.

After a lap he withdrew his hand and looked at her with a blank eye.

An Shuyi on the side was a little speechless, but he looked like he was watching a good show.

Nanchen raised his eyebrows slightly, did not speak, repeated his movements under his gaze, and rubbed the back of his reddened hand.

Bei Ning was obviously very satisfied, and the small braces at the corners of her mouth were exposed.

Nanchen felt a little funny, she didn't know if he was sober now, or whether he would regret all these stupid things he had done after he woke up.

She just felt that she was now like seeing three or four-year-old Bei Ning, a squeamish and cute little nipple cover, squeamish, but the small appearance is really distressing.

An Shuyi watched from the sidelines, only to feel that his teeth were about to sore.

These two people really have an inexplicable aura as long as they stay together, and they don't seem to be in tune.

And the atmosphere between the two, she felt like she shouldn't be here now, she should be there in the bunch of drunks next to her, lest it feel like a kilowatt light bulb, dazzling.

"I said, this kneading has been rubbed for so long, Bei Ning, you are endless, even if I smash it for you with a steel rod, it shouldn't hurt! You don't want to enslave us Nanchen to give you a massage, you person, hum! ”

Bei Ning glanced at her and didn't speak, just reached out to stop her clockwise and counterclockwise hand, but stopped Nan Chen's hand from wanting to retract.

Nan Chen's brain couldn't react, she looked at her palm that was caught in the middle and was a little speechless, what was going on with him?

An Shuyi laughed: "Hahaha, Nanchen, he relied on you, hahahahahaha, don't move, I'm going to record this place and show it to Bei Ning when he is sober, I didn't expect it!" He's going to be drunk! ”

Nanchen was speechless for a while.

That's how to say that.

It's not scary to be drunk, it's scary to have a group of friends who help you remember what you've done.