Liu Changfeng's voice was very calm as he said, "Zhao Qi, I am indeed back for you."
Zhao Qi buried his face in the side of his neck, "The night Ye Lang and his little sister got married, we were drinking on the rooftop. You were indeed drunk. It's just that after a few years, I can't tell whether you were really drunk or pretending to be drunk."
Liu Changfeng said: "That day was true."
Zhao Qi's voice was dull, "Then you didn't hear anything?"
Liu Changfeng weighed in and said, "I heard you say that if I come back to Sifang City again, you won't let me go."
Intention: If the goal is the same, it can be for any reason