Cheng Hao's mind was a mess; that's why he brought the wine over, thinking that being with Yicheng and the others might make him feel a little better.
That day, Cheng Hao finally got his wish and got drunk.
"If you ask me, he's just fallen too deep." Pei Yining and Xu Nianhua were lying together, talking about everything and anything.
"Couples are bound to argue and make noise sometimes, aren't they?"
Xu Nianhua replied, her gaze deep and fixed on Pei Yining, as if she could see straight through to her soul.
Pei Yining blushed and said, "Nianhua, stop looking at me like that."
She pulled the quilt up to cover her face, saying, "I—I've thought it through already, and let go a long time ago. From now on, I won't have any other feelings for him. He's just my brother's friend, also Cheng Hao."
