"Hey! Is this okay? Beer is almost the same as water!" Li Sen pushed the glass forward reluctantly, almost touching Deng Tangli's hand, "Just one glass! Give me some face! Look, everyone is drinking, but you are the only one who is special. How disappointing!"
"She can't drink."
"I'll take her place."
"Fuck! Brother Fu is awesome!"
"Come on! Don't be afraid!"
"Drink! Drink! Drink!"
The two teenagers, like fighting bulls, started this fight for wine without any warning and full of gunpowder. Empty wine bottles piled up quickly on the corner of the table, like a silent monument.
"Fu Zhou..."
Fu Zhou was raising his head to drink from an unknown bottle. Hearing this low voice, he put down the bottle and looked straight over with his eyes that were somewhat hazy from alcohol, locking firmly on Deng Tangli.
"Deng Tangli!"
Three words that speak volumes.
"I... Like you."
"I've liked it for a long time!"
"It started... From the moment the note was passed around..."
