Song Yao looked at Chen Yue's indifferent eyes, his heart slammed, and he gently pinched her fleshless cheeks.

The corners of his mouth gently hooked up a shallow smile, and his gentle and magnetic voice said the gentlest and most beautiful words Chen Yue had ever heard.

"I will take you where you want to go, I will take you to see the world well, I will let you see with your own eyes those beautiful things that you often talk about. You have convinced me that those wonderful beings exist, and I am willing to go with you to see and experience them for the rest of my life. Maybe one day, I can tell you with confidence that, as you said, our world is really beautiful. ”

Is this world really good?

It's true.

We have been so sad only because we have not met yet, not because we have not.

"This is probably the mutual redemption of two psychopaths," Chen Yue suddenly burst into tears and laughed, half-jokingly said to Song Yao.

Everything in the world is suffering, and your blatant preference is salvation.

Then, Chen Yue restrained her smile a little tiredly, she didn't want to pretend to be happy in front of Song Yao anymore, at least in front of him in the future, she didn't have to pretend to be any longer.

She used the hand holding the microphone to pull down Song Yao's hand and put it on her lap.

"Did you know that there is a reaction in psychology called the bereavement reaction, which is always sad about the death of a loved one, especially this kind of accident. So, I know I'm okay now, so don't worry too much about me. Cry and make trouble with me for a while, it's not an incurable disease. ”

"I see." The corners of Song Yao's mouth rose slightly, his eyes moved from Chen Yue's face to the pile of beers on the table next to him, and said interestingly: "Then let's continue to ask questions." Don't waste the opportunity, the kind of drunk mess or something. ”

"If you don't get me drunk, you won't give up?"

Chen Yue was a little helpless. I'm afraid he doesn't have any opportunities not to waste, only drunk messing around.

"I'll give you a chance to get drunk too, each according to his ability." Song Yao didn't deny it, but squinted and smiled cheaply.

Drunk you, is it possible?

When I went to sign the contract that day, Song Yao kept blocking the wine, and no matter how many glasses he drank, his face did not change and his heart did not beat.

Interested in giving it a try?

What a terrible idea.

"I have a bad stomach, you'd better stop in moderation."

Chen Yue began to make reasonable use of her innate advantages, but in fact, she was playing tricks and asking to open the back door.

Song Yao naturally understood, but his attitude was very underwhelming, and he said lightly: "Then you can only react a little faster, and your IQ is a little higher." ”

Chen Yue gritted her teeth hatefully, "Whoever wants to ask academic questions again, who eats!" ”

"I don't want to ask that." If it weren't for the fear of hurting you, I would have liked to open your heart and see.

In the end, after consultation, it was decided that the unit of Song Yao's drinking was a bottle, and the unit of Chen Yue's drinking was a cup. Of course, this is not very different for Chen Yue, and Song Yao kept pouting and emphasizing: This is already the biggest concession I can make!

Chen Yue thought about it for a while, and finally her eyes were unconsciously attracted by the mobile phone he put on the table, she thought of something, raised her eyes and asked: "Why are your passwords all 2929, or 292929, change the question, what does this mean?" ”

(I don't know if you still remember the previous chapter 163 "Du Jingchen's Phone", it was mentioned that Song Yao's lock screen password is 2929, if you don't remember the cuties, you can look back.) ）

"It's your name." Song Yao generously admitted it, and happily handed her half a glass of beer, "For such a simple question, you can drink half a glass." “