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In fact, even if they drank together, Xiao Ke would not say anything to Fang Qimiao as this matter was something he would not tell anyone.

Zhou Zui was so frank and spoke of his dark past with such a serious attitude that he did not want to mention it and was not willing to talk about it.
Otherwise he would not have delayed until the last minute to speak.
Thus, all those past memories would rot permanently in Xiao Ke’s stomach without a word from his mouth.

Xiao Ke respected the sincerity of each and every word, as well as all the secrets.

Xiao Ke had to digest Zhou Zui’s words by himself for several days, and he had to fully recover his mood into a calm state before he could consider the matter.
He was particularly fond of Zhou Zui, and there was no denying that.
Thus, Zhou Zui’s past was like a knife in Xiao Ke’s nerves that made him paralyzed and unable to think.

Xiao Ke hadn’t indulged himself with drinking in this manner for a long time, and he wanted the numbing sensation of alcohol to fill his brain.
In fact, all that should have been thought about was almost done, and it was very unpleasant and therefore blocked.
With a cup of alcohol inside, he saw familiar scenes and heard familiar music.
The last time he drank so freely was on his birthday, and it was also the day that he fell in love with Zhou Zui.

Zhou Zui had indifferently stressed to him, “I will only drink.
I don’t want a date.”

Fang Qimiao also did not stop him and told him, “Do not worry and drink.
I can take us home later, so we won’t get lost.”

Xiao Ke drank another glass of alcohol before he frowned and said, “It’s better to believe in you than in fate.”

Fang Qimiao laughed and scolded him before he said, “But you don’t believe in fate.”

“Right,” Xiao Ke nodded.
“So I don’t believe in you, I’d rather believe in myself.”

“Fuck.” Fang Qimiao had not dared to ask too many questions, but he also wanted to know what was going on.
He wanted to send his drunk friend home to learn about how he had lost his love again.

Before going back that night, Xiao Ke finally let go and sat in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed and hummed, “Life is too fucking fucked up.”

Xiao Ke was usually a very cultured person, and it was only when he was really annoyed that he would curse with dirty words so Fang Qimiao asked him, ” Broken heart, huh?”

Xiao Ke did not open his eyes, and whispered after a long time, “Not yet.”

“What are you so damned upset about then?” Fang Qimiao glared at him.
“I was fucking worried for nothing.”

Xiao Ke then did not say anything else.
His mouth remained closed the entire ride home, and his eyes also remained closed as if he were asleep.

Drinking was indeed a good way to release stress.
Alcohol could make people sink and suffer, and the pain of a hangover could take away all the troubles of the mind.

Xiao Ke woke up the next morning with a headache that made his head feel as if it were about to explode, but he suddenly felt refreshed after washing up.

The Xiao Ke in the mirror was actually in very bad shape, and he still looked unrefreshed although he had washed up, with a very depressed look after the hangover.

Fang Qimiao asked him, “What are your plans for today?”

Xiao Ke thought about it and said, “I’ll go back to my parents’ place.
You can go your own way.”

Fang Qimiao laughed, “Throw me away when you’re done.
You’re a scumbag.”

Xiao Ke also laughed and scratched his head in the mirror.
Although he did not look too energetic, Professor Xiao was still very handsome, and his face was still the same.

Professor Xiao’s face value had always been high, and when Cao Yuan heard that Zhou Zui and Xiao Ke had a situation, he rushed to come over and join the fun.
As soon as he went to the store, he asked Zhou Zui directly, “I heard that you and Xiao Ke broke up, right?”

Zhou Zui looked at him without saying a word and turned his eyes away.
He was very annoyed.

“He is now very irritable,” Lu Xiaobei gave a friendly tip.
“Immediately saying such a sentence is a little too harsh.”

“Yo, really, ah?” Cao Yuan stared.
“You really broke up?”

The only sound in the room was the tattoo artists working as no one answered him.

“Quickly give me an accurate statement! Have you broken up or not? If you’ve broken up, I’ll take the chance.” Cao Yuan sat on the arm of the sofa and took a piece of candy from the coffee table to stuff into his mouth before he said, “Seriously, Xiao Ke is really my favorite type.
I’m not kidding with you.
If you two don’t make it, I really have to give it a shot, right?”

Zhou Zui didn’t look at him and just said, “Don’t fucking dream.”

“Fuck.” Cao Yuan cursed.
“You can’t even afford to eat yourself, but you won’t let others eat.”

Zhou Zui did not say anything at first so Cao Yuan said a few words behind him, and Zhou Zui suddenly turned around to impatiently pick up his phone from the coffee table and type something to the group, [Whoever has time to drag Cao Yuan away from me, the reward will be 10,000.]

The people in the group all emerged, and they all came out to see the fun.

Zhou Zui typed another sentence and sent it out, [If it’s within ten minutes, I’ll add 10,000.]

Cheng Ning said, [I will be there within eight minutes.]

Lin Xuan followed at the bottom, [Six minutes for me.]

Lin Xuan also tagged all the members, especially Fang Xi three times, and told everyone to go to Zhou Zui to see the fun.
Since Zhou Zui had not sent a word to the group for a hundred years, him taking the initiative to say these two sentences meant that Old Cao, the bastard, went to stimulate him again so he put a bounty of 20,000 just to throw him out.

This matter would probably be something their group would joke about for a year.
The best jokes were the ones that made fun of those who were stupid.

“You’re sick,” Old Cao took a book and smashed it on Zhou Zui.
“Then you just give me 20,000 and I’ll leave myself? I’m so fucking poor that 20,000 is enough for me to do a lot of crafts.
Fuck.”

Zhou Zui ignored him and blocked him.

“I only spoke a few words.
What made you explode?” Cao Yuan rarely saw such a big reaction from Zhou Zui.
It was impossible to just pull back and so he continued, “I didn’t even mention Xiao Ke directly and you exploded.
In the last few months, has your indifference been cured? Looks like Xiao Ke’s role is quite big, huh?”

Lu Xiaobei silently looked back at the two of them.
He often felt that his big brother’s annoyance value was going to peak.
These days, Lu Xiaobei’s words were less, and he did dare not mess with his brother.

“I’m not kidding with you, Old Zui.” Old Cao took the book again and patted Zhou Zui, “Anyway, you are all out of luck, I will take Xiao Ke for my….”

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Zui suddenly turned his head back so Old Cao then swallowed his words.
Zhou Zui frowned at him and said, “Shut up! Just shut up.
Can you stop thinking about him?”