On the day the two attended their high school reunion, Yunqi got drunk.
Fu Ting walked with her on his back. The person on the back was drunk, Yun Qi's cheeks were red, his head was leaning on Fu Ting's head, and his arms were holding Fu Ting's neck.
"I know you like drinking, but can you drink less?" Fu Ting's tone was helpless with a hint of condemnation. "I won't drink it if I can bear it next time, okay?"
Suddenly, the person on the back said, "Fu Ting... Can you... Chase... Me again?"
Fu Ting paused for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. Although the voice was low and intermittent, he could still hear it clearly. Silently said "Okay."
This sentence just followed his own heart.
Intention: love