At the end of September, I was dragged out by Jun Luochuan to drink, which was known as "drinking and watching flowers".
I had the intention of getting him drunk with his talk, so I drank two glasses of wine boldly, but ended up drinking myself down. In a daze, I heard him ask in a low voice:
"Have you ever liked someone?"
My brain had stopped thinking long ago, and I reflexively replied:
"Brother Jun, this is a really strange question. Qi feels he has never disliked anyone."
He laughed, looked at the wine glass in his hand, and happened to see a few sweet-scented osmanthus petals floating down one after another. He tilted his head, and the petals carrying the moonlight fell into his glass.
He lowered his head and took a sip indifferently, curling the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.
That day, light goose-colored laurels fell all over my head, and I could only hear his inaudible sigh. Then he thought to himself that he really drank too much, how could someone like Jun Luochuan sigh.