How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

She lowered her head slightly and smiled, saying, "I know that the big principles are simple, but difficult to put into practice. I still hope that you can separate life from work, and be happy when you should be happy."

Shu Ying raised her head, and the boy's eyes shone like stars.

The dazzling light was almost too bright for her to look at directly. She turned her head away and reached out to tidy her hair, which wasn't actually that messy.

"Why are you telling me all this..."

"Come on, we've been busy all night, it's time to reward your sister."

Shu Ying: ?

"Oh, I meant drinking."

Who said anything else!

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Chapter 110 The Tug-of-War in the Trench (Bonus Chapter 1!)

"Didn't you say you weren't going to drink?"

In a dimly lit bar, a resident singer was performing folk songs at the front.

Inside the booth, the two each ordered a cocktail, seemingly without any intention of drinking heavily. In fact, after such an experience, whether or not they drank wasn't so important.

Xu Yan leaned back comfortably on the sofa. "I didn't say that... but it's definitely not the first option."

"So, do you want to drink it now?"

"I just thought it would be a good way to end the night."

When the word "end" is mentioned, should we feel relieved or regretful?

If it's a meeting at work, it's probably the former.

If it's a night like this, then the latter.

"Then you have a greater sense of ritual than I thought."

"Do I seem too casual?" Xu Yan asked with a smile.

"Don't you have any self-awareness when you ask that question?" Shu Ying retorted directly.

That seems to be true.

"Boys should be more easygoing, but they should be attentive where they need to be."

"What kind of places are you referring to when you say 'be careful'? For example..."

Although Shu Ying had some idea of ​​what was going on, she still wanted to see what the young man had to say.

Xu Yan shook his head. "I don't know. Whether I'm attentive or considerate is for others to perceive. I just acted according to my own thoughts at the time."

"Without any ulterior motive?"

"How could that be? Aren't the goals to gain praise from teachers, approval from elders, and the favor of the opposite sex? I'm not a saint, helping old ladies cross the street all day long."

After saying that, he glanced at Shu Ying.

Shu Ying almost exploded on the spot, "So you're drinking with an old lady, huh?"

It's already showing signs of starting to breathe.

Xu Yan smiled and picked up her wine glass. "I didn't say that, don't be so sensitive, sister."

"hehe."

The two chatted casually, and listening to a singer with a Freljord accent singing "Chengdu" in a bar in Liangcheng was quite an experience.

After drinking two or three glasses of wine, Xu Yan felt a little tipsy and stopped drinking.

Some people enjoy being slightly tipsy and know when to stop, while others feel they haven't had enough and it's far from enough.

"You're not going to drink it?"

Shu Ying looked at Xu Yan with some dissatisfaction.

It seems that because they are becoming more and more familiar with each other, the release of emotions becomes more and more natural. Of course, one could also use the fact that alcohol is starting to take effect as an excuse.

Xu Yan nodded. "I said from the beginning that it would just be a little drink, but now it's more than one cup. That's quite sincere, isn't it?"

"Don't you think it's a shame to leave after drinking this much?"

"I don't think so. I feel that it's best to go home and rest when I'm slightly tipsy. Drinking too much will affect my sleep."

After saying that, Xu Yan looked at Shu Ying with a strange expression, "Also, aren't you afraid that I'll transform when I'm drunk? I'd be pretty scary if I went crazy."

Shu Ying shook her head decisively.

"Although you're always joking around and don't take things seriously, you're actually quite calm and restrained. Someone like that shouldn't go crazy."

"Such a high evaluation." Xu Yan stroked his chin. "But generally speaking, people who are usually very restrained are the most terrifying when they go crazy. They're willing to go all out."

Just as Shu Ying was about to speak, she suddenly thought of something.

Could he be alluding to himself?

After all, being rational and restrained is a requirement I usually set for myself.

But would she be crazy? She herself hasn't even tried it... By the way, is taking those kinds of photos and sending them to a young boy she's only known for a short time considered crazy? I don't know.

"Never mind, let's go."

I suddenly felt guilty for no reason, and that's when I lost the energy to continue the fight.

Rather, when a person realizes that their mind is starting to become chaotic, they desperately want to escape back to their "rat hole" to clear their mind.

Xu Yan nodded, paid the bill with the other person, and then walked out of the dimly lit bar.

During this time, Xu Yan saw many men who were eager to make a move, but in the end she gave up and did not go up to chat with them.

The moment I stepped out of the bar, a gust of cold wind blew in my face.

Shu Ying instinctively shrank her shoulders, feeling goosebumps rising on her skin. It seemed that the increased body temperature caused by the alcohol was completely insufficient at this moment, or perhaps she wasn't dressed warmly enough.

Women aren't truly incapable of feeling temperature.

"cold?"

Xu Yan tilted his head slightly and asked.

Shu Ying shook her head, took a deep breath, and felt her breathing become heavier. "It's alright."

"Who told you to wear so little?"

Xu Yan asked with a smile.

Shu Ying rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "Saying things like that is really typical of straight men. Now I'm starting to believe you've never been in a relationship."

After saying that, Shu Ying felt that she might have crossed a line. Between a man and a woman, was this tantamount to an implication?

She can say she doesn't have such thoughts, but how can she make sure the other party won't misunderstand?

Xu Yan seemed to have no misunderstanding, but rather thought of something else entirely.

"Should I take off my coat and give it to you at this point, so that I don't look like a straight man?"

If such a scene were to occur without any warning, it would probably satisfy a young girl's romantic fantasies.

But what's the point of saying it out loud? What can I even say?

She turned her head away irritably, "No need."

Get ready to walk. It's okay, as long as you walk a little faster, the cold wind won't catch up with you.

As a result, a warm breeze that shouldn't have appeared this season swept in from behind. Before she could turn around, a familiar scent enveloped her.

It wasn't anyone's embrace, but a coat still warm from body heat.

It was draped over his shoulders, as if binding his arms.

Shu Ying's feet were unable to move, and then the boy's voice came from behind her, steady and powerful, as if it could penetrate the air and her thick hair.

"Why the rush? It's awkward to do something like this directly. Shouldn't I at least test the waters first?"

What are they testing?

Do I feel uncomfortable or repulsed by his closeness?

Shu Ying bit her lip, her legs went weak, and she leaned back.

"boom."

She fell against his strong, powerful chest, his hands supporting her shoulders.

Xu Yan stood there, stunned.

What does that mean? Is it a staged accident?

Being old is great, you know so many tricks!

"You're not going to tell me you have low blood sugar, are you?"

Xu Yan smelled the fragrance emanating from the other person's hair and felt the unusual body temperature on his chest.

It is indeed both soft and fragrant.

Mature women are truly exceptional. Before, touching them seemed like a luxury, but now they're all so beautiful; it's almost unbelievable.

"My legs just gave way a little."

Soon, Shu Ying stood up straight and broke free from the boy's embrace.

Xu Yan also let go of her hand and watched as Shu Ying stood not far away.

The streetlights cast an oblique glow on her figure, making passersby pale in comparison, and even the headlights of cars approaching from afar could not overshadow her dazzling radiance.

As she tilted her head, a strand of hair cascaded down, casting light behind her and shadows on her profile.

It looks like there's a professional lighting technician lighting her up.

"Do you need to return these clothes?"