KTV is very noisy. I don’t know which boxer is singing Karen Mok, and he doesn’t love me. He screams and cries. It’s probably because he’s drunk and makes a fuss after he’s broken up.

Gu Bao couldn't see Pei Ting's expression clearly, and he felt that the other party was too hurried. Gu Bao went to grab Pei Ting's arm and was swung violently. He was stunned, looking at his palm and standing in the original place.

Until Pei Ting's figure disappeared around the corner, Gu Bao hesitated whether to chase after him. The door of the box was suddenly knocked open, Ji Tu ran out in shock, quickly walked to him, and pinched his shoulder: "Are you in love with Fan Jiao?!"

His tone was fierce, as if he wanted to swallow Gu Bao.

Gu Bao seemed to have a piece of iron wrapped in his stomach. He thought Ji Tu would bless him and envy him, but he never thought that this was the reaction.

Ji Tu also felt his incompetence. He let go of Gu Bao's shoulder, took a step back, and said reluctantly: "You little brat, I thought you would not fall in love in high school. You didn't tell me quietly. You didn't tell me enough brothers."

Gu Bao rubbed his shoulders: "Fan Jiao confessed to me, I didn't know about it before."

"So you talked to her?" Ji Tu said incrediblely, asking the same question as Pei Ting: "Do you like her?"

For some reason, a fire of nameless surged into Gu Bao's heart. Even he himself didn't know what he was angry about. He said in a rushing tone: "Can't I like her?!"

Ji Tu heard the annoyance in his voice, his face changed a few times, and then he softened his voice: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask that. Of course you can like her, you can do anyone."

Gu Bao only felt that the excitement of falling in love was broken up by Ji Tu and Pei Ting, and his friends were still not happy for him.

Pei Ting even threw him away.

He looked in the direction of the bathroom, gave up his thoughts and prepared to enter the private room. At this time, Yang Fufeng came out, and Gu Bao spoke first: "Yes, that's right, I'm in love, do you want to teach me a lesson too?"

Ji Tu grabbed his arm behind him: "Bao, don't..."

"It's okay." Yang Fufeng interrupted Ji Tu, and a smile appeared on his face, as if it was light, it would dissipate as if the wind was blowing: "Baby, congratulations, Fan Jiao and you, you are very good."

Although he felt that his arm was pinched a little painful by Ji Tu, this did not prevent Gu Bao from getting better. His relationship was finally blessed with reasonable blessings: "Is that true, I think too."

He turned his face and said to Ji Tu, "Look at Fufeng, it's not as fierce as you, it's so fierce. You should be happy for me when I'm in love."

Ji Tu let go of his hand holding him, lowered his eyelashes, and did not look at him.

Gu Bao reached out to hook his neck: "What, what's wrong with you? Do you like Fan Jiao too?"

If this is the case, Ji Tu likes Fan Jiao, then he will not continue to date Fan Jiao.

He and Fan Jiao have just started, and their relationship is not deep. He has been with Ji Tu for many years, and he doesn't want to lose this friend.

Ji Tu's lips moved, his face was complicated. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Fufeng strode over and pulled Ji Tu to his side: "Don't pay attention to him, he is drunk and crazy. Go in quickly, everyone in the class is waiting for you to explain!"

Gu Bao was embarrassed and shy and shy: "Oh, what's there to say? Why do you gossip like this?"

Even so, Gu Bao still entered the private room and was interrogated by everyone. Fan Jiao sat next to him, clasping his fingers with him, and smiling sweetly.

In the bathroom, the lights were hanging high in the sky, and the warm light was refracted by the smooth marble in every corner. The mirror was clean and smooth, clearly reflecting Pei Ting's embarrassment.

The hat was thrown aside at random, and his forehead was soaked by water, and he dripped water down along with his cheeks. The dark underwear moistened several oval wet marks. His eyelids were red, his eye sockets were deep, revealing a bit of haggardness.

Water droplets fall from the eyebrow bones into the corners of the eyes, like tears.

Pei Ting reached out to wipe off the water droplets on his face, lowered his eyebrows and pulled out a few pieces of wipe paper, and roughly treated the water on his hands.

He took out the car key and wanted to pull off the sunflower on it. The little thing was not of good material and could be disconnected from the buckle with just a little force.

He held the sunflower in his palm, and his body was soft. Pei Ting didn't move for a long time. He thought for a long time, but he seemed to have no idea. He still couldn't bear to let it go. He put the key back and reorganized his clothes.

Pei Ting forced himself to sort out the chaotic emotions and locked all the discomfort, melancholy and pain into his heart. There was nothing he could not accept, nor could he bear it.

All are adults, don't make jokes.

Thinking of this, Pei Ting closed his eyes and opened it again, he was like Pei Ting who used to be. He was not ruthless and not fragile.

From the bathroom to the private room, Pei Ting seemed to have walked for a century.

The foot was like fire, stepping on the sharp blade, hesitating step by step until he pushed open the door of the box, saw the pair in front of the dim screen, held the microphone, sang love songs to each other, and the dying struggle finally subsided, as if they would never move again.

It's funny to say that without today's experience, he still doesn't know when he can see through his heart.

What a pity, it's too late to say anything now.

Gu Bao sat on the stool, stepped on the ground, turned around and showed a grudgeless smile to Pei Ting at the door.

He was so heartbroken that he entered the private room, and was asked to sing a love song with his new girlfriend. He had already left Pei Ting's hand-shaking and cold face behind.

The colorful lights in the compartment were almost shaking. Everyone was drunk too much, some laughed and some cried. Pei Ting's figure was blocked by Fan Jiao, and only his girlfriend's face was full of joy in his eyes.

I don’t know who started to cheer and kiss him. Gu Bao was at a loss while holding the microphone, or Fan Jiao took the initiative. It’s strange that how could a girl like her behave until today?

Fan Jiao stepped forward, put her hands on Gu Bao's shoulders, her face approached, and a pair of figures stuck together, and the sound of cheering almost overturned the entire private room.

In the corner, Ji Tu's fingers were deeply trapped in Yang Fufeng's arm. He glared at Yang Fufeng with red eyes and said bitterly: "Do you have self-abuse? Why haven't you left yet!"

Yang Fufeng patted the back of his hand: "Stop talking."

Yang Fufeng coaxed Ji Tu, his eyes passed over the crowd and landed at the door of the box. He thought, the person who really had self-abuse was there.

Pei Ting was straight, holding a face that could not be seen, and looked at the pair of people with a wrong vision. If he hadn't seen the clenched fist and the blue veins were exposed, he would have really deceived him.

He raised his hand and put his cheek in his arms, and whispered: "I'm fine."

Ji Tu grabbed his collar tremblingly, and it felt moist and penetrated his clothes. Ji Tu choked and said, "I hate you."

Gu Bao lost his first kiss unexpectedly, and the fragrance and soft breath remained on his lips. Fan Jiao's lips were far less bold, trembling, shy, and did not go deeper, but only touched each other greenly. Because the male protagonist did not react further, she had to retreat.

All night, Gu Bao was surrounded by people, coaxed from here and there, drank a lot of wine, but his body became soft and he fainted. He didn't know when he fell asleep.

I woke up again because of my dry throat and chest pain. I was drunk and made his sternum ache. It was not like I was drunk, but more like I was beaten and hit on my chest.

He barely opened his eyes, and there was a hotel around him, underneath it was a double bed, the sound of water came from the bathroom, and the frosted window barely revealed the figure.

Gu Bao was left with only a pair of underwear and a mark on his chest, which was red, as if he had been pinched.

How could he be here?

Until he struggled to find his memory from the alcohol, he graduated and had a girlfriend, Fan Jiao.

So what's going on now? He just had a girlfriend. He was so angry after drinking that he brought Fan Jiao to the hotel?

Headache, eyes hurt, and everywhere. Gu Bao lifted the quilt and looked for his clothes. The bathroom door opened, and the water vapor filled the air, and there was an ambiguous smell.

Gu Bao saw clearly that it was Pei Ting. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and called out a hoarse voice.

Pei Ting was wearing a hotel bathrobe and rubbed his hair with a towel. He heard Gu Bao's voice and looked at him. This glance made Gu Bao stunned. The coldness that kept people from thousands of miles away could be felt even if he was drunk now.

The next moment, Pei Ting took back his eyes and had nothing, as if he had an illusion. Pei Ting took out the sobering medicine from his bag, put a glass of warm water, and sent it to Gu Bao: "Drink it."

Gu Bao covered his throat: "Brother, my throat is so uncomfortable."

Pei Ting nodded and said, "You vomited a few times and your clothes are dirty. I'll send them to dry cleaning and I won't be able to deliver them tomorrow."

Seeing Gu Bao fumble around, Pei Ting asked, "What are you looking for?"

Gu Bao: "Where is my phone?"

Pei Ting handed him a cell phone that was smashed to pieces and could not even turn on the phone: "Sorry, when I carried you, I broke your cell phone. I will accompany you to buy one tomorrow."

Gu Bao looked at the phone. If Pei Ting hadn't said that the phone fell out of his pocket, he would have thought it had been dropped from the 18th floor.

But it is quite normal. The phone is sometimes hard and sometimes fragile. How broken it depends on luck and the angle on the ground. Gu Bao put the phone aside: "Forget it, it's time to change it anyway."

He took the anti-alcohol medicine, drank the glass of water, and then lay back into the quilt: "It's so uncomfortable to get drunk, I won't get drunk again next time."

Pei Ting sat on the other side of the bed without saying a word.

Gu Bao wanted to continue sleeping, but couldn't sleep. He suddenly smirked. Pei Ting asked him what he was laughing, and his tone was very strange. Gu Bao didn't pay attention and continued to laugh: "I think I'm so happy. My wish has come true. Before I was eighteen years old, I had a girlfriend."

Pei Ting kept his back to him: "Are you happy?"

"Yes." Gu Bao replied softly, adding: "I have made you a good friend."

Pei Ting said nothing, Gu Bao's sleepiness gradually surged: "Brother, next time... let's take Fan Jiao to that beach. I want to walk with her and walk by the beach again, okay?"

He didn't wait until the answer was finished, until the lights in the room were turned off, the room was in darkness, and he would never reveal his appearance or emotions again, Pei Ting said softly: "Not good."
Chapter completed!