In the xx barbecue restaurant, Park so-young, Yoon Chan-woo, Moon Ga-young and Kim Min-jae sat down in a hidden four-person seat in the corner, only to see that the white smoke rising above them was sucked by the smoker one by one, and in front of them there was a tempting barbecue sound.

Yoon Chan-woo and Kim Min-jae are two men in charge of the barbecue, while Park so-young and Moon Ga-young, two girls sitting across from each other, are staring at the menu together to decide what to add.

"Another cheese omelet and... Four bottles of Jinro bamboo charcoal shochu," Park so-young added two things to the waiter who took the pen to record.

"Four bottles of soju?!" Yoon Chan-woo froze as he was grilling, and looked at Park so-young, who was sitting next to him humming a song and was in a happy mood, with a shocked expression.

"One bottle per person, what's wrong?" Park so-young looked at Yoon Chan-woo, who had a somewhat stiff expression, as it should be, and then laughed evilly and gently piled Yoon Chan-woo with his shoulder.

"Ah, you wouldn't have drunk a bar"

"How is that possible! …… I just haven't drunk a bottle."

How can Yoon Chan-woo, who is a man, talk about the weakness of wine in front of Park so-young? To be honest, he used to drink rice wine with the members of want to one, only about seven or eight degrees, and still eleven people shared a bottle of rice wine. A bottle of 360 milliliters like Zhenlu bamboo charcoal shochu has never been drunk in 19 or 20 degrees. But in front of Park so-young, he had to be stubborn, half-truths, and then stared blankly at the waiter bringing four bottles of soju.

"Come on! Cheers! The two girls, Park so-young and Moon Jia-young, raised their wine bottles enthusiastically and generously, urging Kim Min-jae and Yoon Chan-woo next to them to toast too. And Yoon Chanwoo and Kim Min-jae looked at each other helplessly in tacit understanding, and they had to raise the wine bottle in their hands. The four of them touched it, and then "gurgling" and taking a big gulp.

"Eh, eh! Drink slowly, let's eat something first" Yoon Chan-woo, who finished pouring a sip of soju, only felt that his throat was hot, and then glanced at Park Xiurong next to him, and saw that she still wanted to continue to drink, so he hurriedly snatched the wine bottle in Park Xiurong's hand to dissuade her, and then picked up a few pieces of barbecue meat with chopsticks and put them in Park Xiurong's bowl.

"Allas! Allahou! Park so-young unexpectedly did not resist Yoon Chan-woo this time, and obediently picked up the meat in the bowl and fed it to his mouth.

"Anyway... We all seem to be ninety-six years old! Looking at Park so-young, who was obediently eating meat under the persuasion of Yoon Chan-woo, Moon Jiaying smiled silently, and then led to the topic.

"I'm from July"

"I'm from November," Kim Min-jae replied, holding up his hand.

"Chanwoo and I are both from September, but I'm a little older than him"

"I'm from the three, he's from the twenty-seventh"

"Hey, hey, hey!" After Park so-young finished speaking, he smiled stupidly and happily because he was an older sister and was twenty-four days older than Yoon Chan-woo.

"Then it's your birthday in three hours!" Yoon Chan-woo glanced at the date of September 2 and the time of more than nine o'clock on his mobile phone, and said to Park so-young with some surprise.

"Birthday Rough Ka Amida!"

"Birthday Rough Ka Amida!"

"Dear Xiurongni!"

"Birthday Rough Ka Amida!"

Moon Ga-young took the lead in singing the birthday song, Yoon Chan-woo and Kim Min-jae also applauded and sang, while the protagonist Park so-young covered his slightly drunk face with his hands, squinting and enjoying the blessings from the three people seated.

"It's only a song, but what about the gift?" Park so-young pretended to be dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand to Wen Jiaying opposite to ask for a gift.

"Hahaha! Here you go! The smiling Moon Jiaying jokingly handed over the soju glass next to her, and then was pushed back hard by Park so-young.

"I'll give you the gift in a few days!"

"You can't just let me stuff something for you."

"Yes, yes!"

Moon Jiaying promised Park so-young to carefully choose a gift before giving it to her, and Kim Min-jae next to him also smiled and nodded in agreement.

"What about you?" Park so-young, who was not satisfied, saw that there was no way to make it any longer, so he turned his head and asked Yoon Chan-woo.

"It's the same, I'll give it to you in a few days!" Yoon Chan-woo smiled at Park so-young, who had the mind of a little devil in front of him, and the orange light shone on her reddish cheeks, which looked particularly cute.

"By all means, retractor hook"

"Hahaha!"

After the slightly drunk Park so-young finished speaking, he stretched out his little thumb like a child, and followed the crying and laughing Yoon Chan-woo with a serious face to pull the hook and stamp, causing Wen Jiaying and Kim Min-jae on the opposite side to laugh.

Under the harmony of the wine, Yin Canyou quickly became familiar with the others, and the four of them held wine bottles and touched each other from time to time, and played small games on the wine table from time to time.

"Ah sprinkle red ginseng, Eribati red ginseng"

"Ah, sa you! You! ”

"Ah, sa you!"

"Ah sprinkle red ginseng, Eribati red ginseng"

The red ginseng game is a common game at the Korean wine table. It is a person who makes a gesture by chanting "Ah Sa Red Ginseng" in his mouth, and then the others shout "Eribati Red Ginseng" and do the same. The first person then designates two other people, and these two people follow the order, the first person who is pointed points to the second person who is pointed, and the second person designates another person to do the action, and so on.

Because there were only four people involved, the game was very busy and intense. In the first half of the time, Park so-young and Moon Jia-young lost badly, drank a lot of wine and were unconvinced to come back, and in the second half of the time, Yoon Chan-woo and Kim Min-jae discussed letting the two of them go, and they were willing to lose the drink.

The meal, where the four of them drank soju, ate barbecue, and played a game of red ginseng, lasted for more than an hour before it ended. Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, although Kim Min-jae and Yoon Chan-woo were dazed, they were still quite sober, unlike Park so-young and Moon Jiaying, who were already drunk and began to talk nonsense, so they decided to send the two of them back in pairs.

"Chanyou" Yin Canyou turned his head to see that it was Wen Jiaying, who was being held crookedly by Kim Min-jae.

"Xiuyoung is handed over to you!"

"Help me get her home safely!"

"Don't take advantage of it!"

Yoon Chan-woo smiled helplessly, watched through the glass window as Kim Min-jae and Moon Ga-young got into the taxi, and then returned to their original seats to help Park so-young leave. But she broke away from Yin Canyou's hand, her body involuntarily fell backwards, and then she accidentally "snapped" and slammed into the chair of the seat.

"Oh?! Kenchana?! ”

When Yin Canyou heard a muffled sound, he knew that Park so-young must have stumbled a lot, so he hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Park so-young with a confused expression who was covering the back of his head with a concerned face.

"Chanwoo"

"Huh?"

"It hurts a little."